The ancient trees cover the sky, just waiting to cast a few traces of residual sun from the cracks, falling on the dead leaves everywhere, showing a little gold, not looking closely, but like a little spark.

The wind blew gently, rolling up a small clump of fallen leaves, rolling a few times, revealing the black stone ground beneath it.

There is no grass, some are just a kind of silence, and then there are ancient trees that can only be hugged by a few people, each of which is separated by a few feet, and the branches and leaves are developed, and when you look up, there is only a piece of withered red.

"Uh~~~Ah~~~~"

A slight groan sounded softly, and the place covered by fallen leaves moved slightly, and a dry and bony palm stretched out of it.

If you look closely, this place is obviously much lower than the rest of the place, and the fallen leaves here seem to be much more concentrated than other places.

Before the palm was fully exposed, it hung down again, and the breeze blew a few fallen leaves, and flew to the side.

There were many rags and rags, all red and black.

"I'll just say that the devil has escaped, you still don't believe it, you have to take a detour, look, it's so quiet, how can the devil still be there?"

At the edge of the ancient tree forest, several monk-like men looked inside, looking hesitant, but one of them smiled, and the words came out of his mouth.

The monk's eyes were a little happy, and he looked at the few people behind him, and his tone was a little proud.

"If you don't listen to me, come and take a look, you're going to have to go a long way, I can't say that the red blood demon is running to other roads, and we may have to run into each other on a detour, even if we don't look for death. ”

Several people gave him a blank look and reluctantly responded.

The leading monk laughed, and was about to move forward.

"Hurry up, if the bloody demon returns, it will be miserable. ”

Seven days ago, a demon suddenly appeared in the middle of this mountain, saying that he looked like a man, was one foot tall, wore a colorful leather skirt, and drank blood. ”

"He also slaughtered the monks who passed by, and no one was scared to pass by this way, I heard that even the high-level monks of the Spirit Realm were killed!!

Everyone responded, they were also very afraid of the legendary Red Blood Demon, they rushed thousands of miles away, that is, they came here to see the world and seek opportunities, saving their lives is still the most important thing, if they die like this, it is really not worth it.

"I heard that the prohibition of the Lonely Cloud Peak has been completely opened. ”

One of them, the monk in green clothes, said this as he walked, causing everyone to look at him.

"What if it's opened, why am I waiting for such a cultivation? Watching those high-level monks compete for treasures, the last one who didn't like it was easy to wipe me out?"

The monk who walked in front said casually.

"You don't know this, that Guyun Peak is not an ordinary spirit peak, it is the cultivation cave of the ancient sword monk Guyunxia, and there is a secret realm called Wanjian Mound. The monk in Tsing Yi immediately felt displeased with his face, saying that he had put forward the idea of going a long way, so he had already been slapped in the face, and now he was angry by this person's words, so he opened his mouth to refute.

"Ten Thousand Sword Shrine!! that is the only inheritance secret realm of sword cultivation!! could it be that the ancient sage Gu Yunxia left the sword cultivation inheritance ......" When one of the people carrying the long sword heard this, his mouth instantly screamed, and his eyes bloomed with excitement.

"Oh?"

Everyone is paying attention, inheritance, that is something that changes fate, not to mention the inheritance of a saint, if you get it, there is a great chance of cultivating to the realm of the inheritor.

Legend has it that saints are immortal!!

"Tell me about it, how is that Guyun Peak. ”

Even the male cultivator who spoke casually before was shocked, and turned into a shameless appearance and asked, and everyone directly ignored the man with the long sword on his back, and asked the monk in green clothes directly.

What is cultivation for, isn't it immortality, standing above the world?

The green-clothed monk glanced at him, a little disdainful.

"Didn't you see that Demon Sect Protector Ling Yun a few days ago?"

"What's the matter? The people of his Demon Sect have nothing to do with us and other loose cultivators, and he is so white that his face is like a woman. ”

That Jian Xiu suddenly opened his mouth and said, everyone just noticed him, that Jian Xiu's face was very ordinary, his clothes were shabby, he was carrying an unsheathed rusty sword, his eyes were clear, he was fascinated by the way of the sword, he had always had a dream of fighting the sword to travel the world, and that Ling Yunchang's white skin was also the person who held the sword, which made him hate it, and the free sword fairy in his mind was definitely not like this.

"Hmph, I'm afraid you can kill him with just one look, that's what we're talking about. "The monk in Tsing Yi thought that he was a hero, and he dared to speak ill of the Demon Sect Protector, but when he saw it like this, it turned out to be such a person, and he immediately disdained it.

"So what, I'm not afraid of him !!"

That Jian Xiu's eyebrows were raised, he looked very unconvinced, and he thought that his dedication to the sword was definitely no worse than that of Ling Yun.

"Stop!! tell me where the Lonely Cloud Peak is, how do you know that the ban has been broken. ”

When the others heard that the two of them were going to quarrel, they all screamed.

The monk in Tsing Yi spat to the side.

"We have all been cultivating for an unknown number of years, and each of us knows our best, but someone is still so naïve to dream of sword cultivation, how not to make people laugh. ”

"You !!"

The sword cultivator was about to draw his sword and fight him, but everyone hurriedly blocked it.

At this moment, hundreds of feet away from their indifferent front, the fallen leaves on the ground shook slightly, and then calmed again.

The monk in Tsing Yi couldn't help but be angry, and only said slowly.

"If you don't want to know where Guyun Peak is, I don't have to say it, just like Brother Hu said, going is also sending you to death. ”

After that, he walked towards the front, but the others immediately followed, and they all looked back at the sword cultivator.

The sword cultivator's face was flushed, and his eyes were full of anger, but he could only hold back.

And to follow.

"Clear ...... Brother Hua, just say it, I admit it's my fault. ”

After saying that, he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, and he suppressed his humiliation for the intention of Gu Yunfeng.

"Hmph, that's pretty much it, let's talk as we go, who knows if the Red Blood Demon will come back, get to the second ladder earlier. ”

Everyone replied one after another, and it would immediately take the form of its leader.

"How can I know about the matter of the Lonely Cloud Peak, or because of the Demon Sect Lingyun, you have also seen his pitch-black long sword, that I have seen in ancient books, that sword is called Black Cloud, it is the one used by the Lonely Cloud Warrior when he is crisscrossing the country, and it is said that it has a special effect. ”

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone suddenly realized.

"No wonder!!"

"I'm afraid that the Demon Sect Lingyun was obtained from the top of that Lonely Cloud Peak, and the direction it came from is the first step in the east. ”

"Well, that's !! it."

Everyone laughed when they said it one by one.

But one of them was silent.

"Brother Hu proposed to take this path before, why did you refuse. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone instantly quieted down, they were not stupid, but they also thought of something.

Compared with this kind of inheritance, the threat of the red blood demon is completely incomparable, even if there is a slight opportunity, they still want to go in this direction, you know, the road to sanctification is almost ten deaths, but who can't find the only almost, that is immortality.

"Alas, you should also think of it, that Demon Sect Lingyun, a famous figure in the Heavenly City, is now also coming down the mountain, looking at its appearance, it is also looking for who it is, that Guyun Peak is not easy to go......."

The man in Tsing Yi sighed and said.

Everyone was silent and walked forward slowly, and the extreme interest that had been born instantly fell to the ground.

They also knew that if they thought about this road, most of them would have not reached the Lonely Cloud Peak, and they were afraid that they would already be dead and dead, and these little monks had made their dreams too beautiful.

"I'm going to !!"

A firm word came out, and everyone turned around, only to see that it was the tattered sword cultivator, and they all laughed a little in their hearts.

"Or let's go back. ”

One of them said.

When everyone heard this, especially the monk in green clothes, they immediately nodded yes.

They are now seeing the facts again.

However, the sword cultivator did not waver for half a minute.

In that case, he went on his own.

Regardless of how these people looked at him, they just walked forward, but they hadn't taken a few breaths.

A strange feeling instantly appeared in my heart.

He looked down, only to find that the dead leaves in front of him were obviously lower than elsewhere, and he originally swept away, thinking that it was just a slightly low-lying terrain, but now he saw that it was completely light and fluffy, and there was probably a big pit below.

However, before he could think too much, a dry hand reached out in an instant, and grabbed his ankle.

In an instant, Jian Xiu's heart contracted, and his whole body felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar, and an incomparable fear filled his whole body.

He tried to remove the sword from his back, but he didn't move half of his limbs, and opened his mouth to shout, but he didn't make a sound.

A few people not far away didn't pay attention to his shabby sword cultivator, they all turned around and walked towards the original, and they didn't notice any movement like this.

Jian Xiu's eyes contracted, the fallen leaves below trembled, and a man with a dry body as dry as bones slowly stood up, and the fallen leaves fell one after another, revealing the colorful leather skirt under him.

And when he saw the sword cultivator in the leather skirt, he shouted in horror in his heart.

"This is the Red Blood Demon !!!"

"Huh?"

Ming Bufan's eyes opened, and he glanced at this trembling sword cultivator, but there was no killing intent in his heart, and he had heard all the previous conversations.

Gently crawl out of the cavern and place your hand on its skull.

Jian Xiu's heart was silent, his eyes were closed, and he only said: "My life is over!!"

However, the next moment, he could still think, and the top of his head was only lightly patted.

"Don't run, if you move, you'll die. ”

The words passed through his ears, and Jian Xiu's whole body froze instantly, he didn't dare to move for half a minute, and he almost stopped breathing.

He turned his neck slightly, making a clicking sound.

When the people in front of them heard the movement, they all turned their heads.

"Huh, who is that?"

The Monk asked.

"It doesn't matter who he is, just don't stop me from waiting, it's important to hurry, who knows if the red blood demon will reappear. ”

One of the monks glanced at the extraordinary body, and found no trace of spiritual rhyme, and immediately turned his head and was about to walk forward.

However, when this sentence was heard by one person, the fear deepened in an instant.

"Red ...... Red.... The Red Blood Boss !!!"

The person who spoke before also turned around, and he also thought of something, the colorful leather skirt, the ears that had been listening to it before.

But now, this thing has finally brought him substantial fear.

"Don't panic!!! The red blood demon is a foot tall, and now he is only seven or eight feet tall, and he is skinny and weak. ”

The Monk in Tsing Yi frowned.

"That's it, this person doesn't have half of the aura around him, and he definitely isn't the red-blooded demon. ”

The monk surnamed Hu immediately said this, although he was also a little afraid.

On the other hand, Ming Bufan, who was still moving his body, was a little puzzled.

I heard about the Red Blood Demon before, what the hell is this Red Blood Demon Head, and now he is still comparing it to himself.

It doesn't matter how much, the body twists slightly, it is a blast of bones, and the pain is constant, but for Ming Bufan, who has been on a trip to hell, it is also like scratching.

"It turned out to be an ordinary mortal, and he dared to scare me, it's really damn !!"

The person who was absolutely terrified before felt a little ashamed on his face, and a cold light flashed in his hand in an instant, and a piece of ice crystal the size of a skull flew towards Ming Bufan at great speed, and this kind of power seemed to be about to wipe out Ming Bufan directly.

Ming Bufan's face was indifferent, and the sword cultivator on the side still didn't dare to move for half a minute, only when he was so close could he feel the fear that was like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and his back was already soaked with sweat.

"Well, it's a good time, I'm going to try this unexpected surprise. ”