"Sleep... Groove, why haven't you arrived yet......" Ling Ye, who was already tired like a dead dog, once again controlled his already weak feet to fall onto the gentle road, but accidentally stumbled and almost fell on the road.

"How long have I been here? Even when the two armies were fighting, the positions of the two sides were not so far apart, right? Humans here are tm two. Force, why are the roads so far? Which one can be counted on to walk through? Ling Ye, who was barely in good shape, looked at the long road, and a fire of ignorance suddenly rose in his heart, and he opened his mouth and scolded. Of course, he didn't know that there was a magical vehicle in the world called a 'car'.

Seeing that the fiery red sun already had a tendency to set into the western mountain, Ling Ye's heart became even more anxious.

"Are you going to spend the night here again tonight? No, even if I stay up all night and hurry, I have to finish this road. Ling Ye secretly decided in his heart.

He didn't dare to joke with his own life. When those monsters chased after them, they were like wild dogs in heat, and they didn't breathe, and the hell knows if they slept or not? If they don't sleep and happen to meet their sleeping selves, then why don't they have a midnight party with themselves? Thinking of the scene where he was torn apart alive by several monsters, Ling Ye shuddered all over.

"No, no, I have to go back to the Demon Clan, how can I die here." Shaking his head vigorously, driving those terrifying scenes out of his mind, Ling Ye's pace was a little faster.

"Hey, what's that?" Inadvertently looking up, Ling Ye unexpectedly found many vague silhouettes towering into the sky in front of him.

"Is it the Arrow Tower? No, it's too much. Walls? It's not right, it's too scattered...."Ling Ye looked at those silhouettes and muttered to himself in confusion.

However, the next moment, he slapped his head and said with an excited expression: "I don't care what he is, something so tall can't be built by those monsters, right?" It must be a human gathering place ahead! ”

Thinking of this, Ling Ye's stinking face just now immediately became as brilliant as a blooming chrysanthemum, and he couldn't care about saving his physical strength, so he rushed forward, changing his previous sick look.

"If I find a human gathering place, I will be able to eat, and when I eat something, I will have strength, and if I have the strength, I will be able to recover my mystical power, and after my mystical power is restored, it will not be like playing to end this place?" Ling Ye was immersed in beautiful fantasies at this time, and even the feeling of fatigue disappeared a lot.

I have to say that Ling Ye's physical strength is stronger than that of ordinary people in the demon race, but when he puts it on the earth, it is several times stronger than ordinary people, and under his full speed running, the distance between him and the 'tower' is also rapidly reduced.

"It's close, it's close..."

Ling Ye kept saying this to himself in his heart at this time. He understands that in such a state, he will either keep going and keep rushing at this speed; Either you just stop, but then you're bound to fall to the ground due to physical exhaustion. There is no third option.

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out every inch of his remaining physical strength. At this time, he really understood how important the physical strength that he was despised by himself when he was in the demon clan was.

"This doesn't seem to be far, why haven't you arrived after running for so long?" Looking at the building that could already be seen clearly, Ling Ye's heart became anxious.

Although most of this distance had already been completed by himself, the remaining half of Ling Ye did not have the confidence to finish it. And if you don't finish running, it means that you can't fall to the ground, and what you can't stand when you fall to the ground means that you are divided by monsters.

He regretted why he was so impulsive in the first place. If he hadn't run crazy at the beginning, Ling Ye would have been absolutely confident that he would have completed this journey before dark, however, because of his impulsiveness, it had become a dilemma that he could live if he persevered, and if he didn't do the opposite, he would die.

However, this can't all be blamed on Ling Ye, after all, he is the young patriarch of the demon clan, even if he usually walks to the sky, and the distance is even more directly on the Xuanli flight, do you still expect him to run?

Ling Ye couldn't feel the presence of his legs at this time, he was completely relying on willpower to insist. The legs were also like machines, just repeating the same movement over and over again, without the slightest movement.

A series of feelings such as exhaustion, tiredness, and thirst did not spare Ling Ye at all, and they were eating away at his only remaining trace of clarity.

Ling Ye had also thought of something to resist these feelings, but to no avail—due to overwork, his brain was now blank, and he couldn't think of anything at all.

"Damn, it's all death anyway, it's better to die of exhaustion, at least it's better to die by your own hands." Ling Ye's face suddenly showed a hideous look, and then his legs moved at a faster speed. No one knew how he managed to accelerate in such extreme circumstances, not even himself. All he knew was that when he decided to fight to the death, the speed seemed to speed up a bit.

As Ling Ye ran towards the building at a faster speed than before, his gaze gradually drifted away with his footsteps. The powerful perception made Ling Ye quickly understand this, and he knew what the situation was, so he immediately mobilized his whole body's spiritual power to guard his consciousness.

As for the trajectory of running, hehe, whatever, anyway, I can't feel the existence of my legs at all now, although I don't know what it is powered by, but it's definitely not mental power.

Resisting the instinctive fatigue of his body with all his might, in the process, Ling Ye almost fell asleep several times, however, every time he couldn't hold on, the scene of the demon civilians hugging him, and his father's serious expression appeared in front of him one by one, making him bite his tongue fiercely, and regardless of the blood sword that flew out, he continued to guard the last Qingming.

"I'm the next generation of established demon emperors, how can I die in this ghost place where birds don't?" All the consciousness in Ling Ye's mind disappeared, and only this consciousness stood in his mind like a needle of the sea god.

I don't know how long it took, anyway, in Ling Ye's opinion, it was like a long time as a century had passed. The building, which was once only visible in outline, is finally close at hand. Looking at the strangely shaped 'tower', the corners of Ling Ye's mouth pulled out a triumphant smile, and the clarity in his eyes finally completely dissipated, and he fell straight down like this.

"I, Ling Ye, survived!" This was Ling Ye's last thought before he fell.