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Ding Xin shook his head slowly, "No, it shouldn't be from Qingluo." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

His voice fell, and no one around answered, only the "crackling" of the fire could be heard intermittently.

Gradually, the fire of the two bonfires became smaller and smaller, but none of the Sword Fu Sect disciples who were sitting around the bonfires were breathing more and more rapidly, but none of them thought of adding firewood.

The beating fire flickered and dimmed, sometimes yellowing and sometimes blue, and in the dark night around the small lake, it was like two canopy of ghost fires, reflecting on the faces of the male and female disciples of these Sword Talisman Sects, as if they were wearing eerie masks.

Ding Xin, who had a sword eyebrow and a hooked nose, squinted at the bonfire, although the expression on his thin face was solemn, he couldn't see the panic and fear, seeing him so calm, the other ten sword rune sect disciples who were panicking in their hearts found the main backbone, and they didn't seem to be so scared anymore.

A male disciple licked his dry lips and asked with a stiff smile, "Senior Brother Ding, how can you be sure that it's not from Qingluo Sect? If it's not from Qingluo, then who are Lan Qiu?"

He didn't say the three words "who killed", but everyone present could imagine it, and they all looked at Ding Xin and were equally nervous about this question.

Ding Xin raised his head and looked at the dark sky without stars and moons, and said slowly: "If it is really from the Qingluo Sect, then not only the six of Lan Qiu, but also the others will have died without a place to be buried!"

Hearing his brainless words, everyone first looked at each other, and then figured it out one after another.

Yes, with the things they did to the Qingluo disciples, that is, to Bai Rong and Lin Jing, if the news really leaked, the three Foundation Building Realm disciples of the Qingluo Sect who were sitting in the three cities of the Luotianhe Region, no matter which one of them, would not let them go.

Let's not talk about the other two, just say that Ge Fei, the extremely murderous city lord of Xushui City, will never tolerate it for a moment and a half, he has already killed the Luotian River, these disciples of the Sword Fu Sect of the Qi Refining Realm, they will definitely be wiped out in one net, don't even think about running away, and kill them in batches?

A female disciple frowned and said, "Senior Brother Ding, then according to you, Senior Brother Lan, who killed them? Or maybe they died at the hands of demon beasts and monsters?"

"Monsters?"

Ding Xin glanced at her, shook his head and said, "We have been tracking the disciples of the Royal Beast Mountain, and the places where we have passed are rare and the demon beasts and monsters are relatively safe, and the junior brother Lan and they are going back and forth along the way, and the possibility of being killed by the demon beasts and monsters is almost negligible." ”

This made a lot of sense, and everyone nodded when they heard it.

Ding Xin continued: "As for the other small sects, the disciples who sporadically went to the southern Xinjiang to hunt for treasures are still too busy to take care of themselves, and they will not and dare not conflict with the disciples of my Sword Fu Sect, so it is very likely that the six people who killed the six senior disciples of the Blue Sect are the disciples of the Royal Beast Mountain." ”

The crowd was shocked and began to talk about it.

"Aren't the disciples of the Royal Beast Mountain always ahead of us?"

"Yes, could they not succeed in their clone technique, or maybe another group of disciples from the Royal Beast Mountain entered the southern frontier?"

"This doesn't make sense, I haven't heard that there are other Qi Refining Realm disciples in the Royal Beast Mountain who have entered the Southern Frontier......"

"Everyone," Ding Xin raised his hand to stop everyone, and asked in a deep voice: "Things are dead, people are alive, will the Royal Beast Mountain only send a group of men and horses?

Everyone was stunned, and then their faces became very ugly in an instant.

Everyone felt an inexplicable pressure hit their hearts, they could kill the disciples of Qingluo, but the disciples of the Imperial Beast Mountain couldn't kill the people of their Sword Fu Sect? In this southern Xinjiang, where the earth should not be called spiritual, killing people and seizing treasures is already a common thing.

"What are we going to do? Do we want to keep tracking?" asked a female disciple in horror, and the others also had the idea of retreating.

Ding Xin looked at these fellow disciples and secretly disdainful, but on the surface, he encouraged and encouraged: "Don't be nervous, from tonight onwards, we and the eleven others will advance and retreat together, even if another group of disciples from the Royal Beast Mountain catch up from behind, there is no need to be afraid." ”

"In addition, we have another group of fellow disciples led by Senior Brother Duan Shuiliu echoing from afar, once the situation is critical, immediately send a message to Senior Brother Duan for help, and we will definitely be able to turn the danger into a disaster. ”

When it came to Duan Shuiliu, a trace of jealousy flashed in Ding Xin's narrowed eyes, but he had to be convinced in his heart, whether it was remote control or hand-to-hand combat, Duan Shuiliu's strength was too much better than him, and he knew it.

When the other disciples heard Duan Shuiliu's name, they all straightened up in awe, and even their voices were a little respectful.

At this moment, in the peach grove with shadows behind everyone, the sound of wings flapping suddenly sounded, Ding Xin and the others were startled and hurriedly turned back, and by the dim light of the bonfire, they saw several big bats flying overhead.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Ding Xin scolded with a smile: "A few flying rats dare to be presumptuous!" As he spoke, the broad long sword behind his back popped out of the scabbard, and Ding Xin held the hilt of the long sword in the air and shouted: "Give me down!"

"Good body!"

Everyone slapped their palms and admired with a look of anticipation, and they saw that under the firelight, Ding Xin's long sword, which jumped more than a foot high from the ground, shook, and a half-foot-long sword of Bai Sensen directly cut a bat into a rain of blood, and the other two bats screamed and flew away.

At this moment, Ding Xin, whose body was falling, shot out with a spirit rune against the body of the long sword, and chased behind one of the bats in the blink of an eye.

With a low shout, he saw the spirit rune churning up and down, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, chasing the bat that squeaked up and down!

That is, after a breath, a sudden explosion of fire, accompanied by the abrupt crest of the bat's scream, lit up in the night sky.

And next to the brilliant red firelight, the last bat that was lucky enough to survive flew away in the blink of an eye, blending into the dark night......

Ding Xin held the wide long sword with runes on the body of the sword and floated to the ground, and a cheer sounded in front of and behind him......

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In the dark night, the bat, which had escaped for its life, flapped its fleshy wings, flew south for about forty miles, and plunged headlong into a dense forest with a hidden fire beating giant trees.

At this time, it was almost midnight, and the night fog was heavy in the deep dense forest, and from time to time you could hear various sounds of strange tones dragging sharp and long tail notes, and one after another the frustration of human hairs echoed in the depths of the dense forest.

However, these male and female disciples of the Royal Beast Mountain, who were sitting around the bonfire, eating meat and drinking a lot, were talking and laughing freely and were not afraid.

It was no wonder that not far from them, there were all kinds of spirit beasts squatting or lying, and a pair of fierce night eyes were always vigilant around.

A tiger with two saber teeth sticking out of its lips and probing its chin, a fierce wolf with green hair and a huge body, a black bear with a big waist and round limbs, a large wild boar with a round waist and thick limbs, a large wild boar with a large barb on its tail, and a giant mantis with its forelimbs like a sickle......

If Wang Dong was here, he would definitely be no stranger to these people, he had met these scantily clad and leopard-print beast skin disciples of the Royal Beast Mountain at the gate of Linglong Pavilion City.

"Purring ......"

The sound of wings flapping was approaching, and the big red-haired bat that flew into the dense forest came straight to the firelight, and the burly man sitting by the campfire with thick eyebrows and leopard eyes flashed, and his muscular left arm was raised in front of him.

The big red-haired bat that flew in was like an old horse knowing the way, and its wings hung upside down on the arm of the burly man, sometimes fast and sometimes slow and rhythmically "squeaking" strange screams.

The leopard-eyed man's thick lips tightened, and he closed his eyes and nodded slightly from time to time, as if he could understand the call of the bat, while the other disciples of the Royal Beast Mountain, who were originally eating meat, drinking wine, and talking and laughing, sat upright, not daring to make a sound.

After a while, the big red-haired bat stopped squeaking, the leopard-eyed man opened his eyes and shook his arm, and the bat soared into the sky, flying into the depths of a pitch-black canopy in the blink of an eye.

"Senior Brother Yingyao, what's the situation?" The young man named Hun Sen, who was sitting next to the leopard-eyed man, couldn't wait to ask, and the other men and women also looked at Yingyao with nervous expressions.

Ying Yao clasped his naked arms around his chest, and sneered gloomily: "It's still the same, those Sword Talisman disciples who don't know whether they are alive or dead, are still following us from afar, and through the information brought back by the bloodthirsty bat, I can roughly judge that the straight-line distance between the enemy and us is about forty miles." ”

After a pause, Ying Yao said in a solemn voice: "It's just that there were originally seventeen of them, and now there are only eleven left, once we find the retreat place of the Blood Demon, I'm afraid that if we lose six blood food, it will endanger our lives!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces were heavy, but they were not surprised, they had long known the danger of this secret mission.

Hun Sen thought for a while and said, "Senior Brother Win, there are two groups of Sword Fu Sect disciples tracking us, the number of people in this group is small, can we use the other group of people as blood food to make up for the sixteen people?"

The rest of the people nodded their heads again and again, thinking that this was a good idea.

However, Ying Yao refused: "No, another group of Sword Fu Sect disciples are extremely difficult to provoke, Duan Shuiliu, who led the team, I have specially inquired about the division sect, it is said that this person is decisive in killing, and his strength in long-range attack and melee combat is quite good. ”

The rest of the people were not happy when they heard this, and they were unhappy for Yingyao.

"Duan Shui Liu? What is Duan Shui Liu? ”

"That's it, Senior Brother Win, you are ranked fifth among the Qi Refining Realm disciples in our Imperial Beast Mountain, and you are a cultivator of the eighth level of Qi Refining, so why bother to grow the ambition of others to extinguish your own prestige. ”

"That's right, besides, except for you, Senior Brother Win, we are not muddy, once we make up our minds to move him to a certain amount of water, we can't discipline him. ”

"Everyone!"

Ying Yao raised his big hands and pressed them, and said calmly: "You maintain Ying Mou's fist heart, how can Yao not know? However, the master has great hopes for the possible existence of the Blood Demon's Demon Secret Codex, how can we take it lightly?"

"What Senior Brother said is extremely true," Hun Sen nodded, and tried to suggest: "Don't move the water flow, then in addition to the eleven Sword Rune Sect disciples who originally planned to lure into the Blood Demon Forbidden Land, can you use some small sect disciples who have entered the southern Xinjiang to make up the number." ”

"Senior Brother Hong coincides with what I think. ”

Ying Yao glanced at him appreciatively, looked around at everyone and said in a deep voice: "In short, none of the sixteen blood eats can be missing, it is best to lure them into the urn on their own initiative." ”

"I'll understand. Hun Sen and the others nodded, and saw Ying Yao take out a beast bag from his arms, and took out a thumb-sized gourd between his hands and stood in the palm of his hand.

This gourd is pitch black all over, and there is nothing special about it, but as Ying Yao uses the secret method to urge, the black gourd mouth suddenly drills out a black mist.

The black mist rolled and twisted after it appeared, and its breaths condensed into a trance-like humanoid black shadow, life-size and suspended above the small gourd.

"I've seen Elder Li......" Including Ying Yao, who was holding a small black gourd, the male and female disciples of the Royal Beast Mountain saluted respectfully on one knee one after another.

The black figure of the human figure called Elder Li had a blurred face, and the position of his mouth opened and closed a few times, but he couldn't make a sound.

Ying Yao was not surprised, he looked up at the black shadow and asked thoughtfully, "Elder Li, you have been to the vicinity of the Blood Demon's retreat place before your death, which direction should I go next?" ”

"In addition, the master has an order, once we obtain the secret book of magic skills, we will definitely help you give up your body and reunite to cultivate as a ......."

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Just when Ying Yao and the others were exchanging ideas with Elder Li, who had died in the southern Xinjiang and fled back to the Imperial Beast Mountain, in the cave where the bonfire was extinguished, Wang Dong and Murong Zishan ......