Lin Ke received the information from Nie Xiansang, Guo Bing and others, and only then did he know that the battle between him and Chen Wen had been projected onto the Primordial Skynet.

He opened the original mirror and saw that on the sky net, a group of martial artists were still discussing fiercely.

Chen Wen originally wanted to kill Zang Feng in front of the world's warriors and avenge the Demon King, but he didn't expect that in the end, he was beaten and fled. The prestige of the gun king was ruined. ”

"Zang Feng is worthy of being the first hero cultivated by the Primitive Chamber of Commerce, and at a young age, he can already defeat the old generation powerhouses of the sixteenth heaven of the Great Martial Scripture. If he participates in the final battle of Fengyun, the position of Xingzi will be without a sword and no injury! ”

"Zang Feng is the director of the Tomorrow Division of the Primitive Chamber of Commerce, and he is originally a high-ranking power, so it is normal to have such strength."

"Zang Feng, he can be called the first young powerhouse of the White Tribulation Star, and the era of the five sons of the White Tribulation has passed."

The martial artists on the primordial Skynet are all comparing Zang Feng and Xingzi Sword without injury.

Both have a group of fanatical fans who quarrel and scold each other.

Some say that Zang Feng can crush the sword without injury; Some people say that Jian Wushu inherited the peerless knowledge of the Sword Sect, and his strength is stronger than Zang Feng. Some people say that Zang Feng didn't dare to participate in the decisive battle at all because he was afraid that the sword would not be injured.

Among them, the fan alliance of Jian Wuxian collectively called for Jian Wuxian, hoping that he could fight with Zang Feng, defeat him, and defend his transcendent status as a star of the White Tribulation.

Lin Ke was quite speechless when he saw these arguments.

You don't have to guess to know that it must be the primitive chamber of commerce operating in the back, wanting to make his fame and overwhelm the sword without injury.

Lin Ke was not interested in the so-called fame at all. However, when he saw the name "Zang Feng" and the number of fans on the original Skynet, he was immediately startled.

Nine hundred and twenty thousand.

You must know that the price of the original mirror is high, and generally speaking, only martial artists above the fifth heaven, or children of noble families, can afford to buy it.

The White Tribulation Star seems to have a population of one billion, and the number of people with the original mirror is estimated to be less than 10 million.

The account of "Zangfeng" on the original Skynet has always been operated by the original chamber of commerce, and in just two months, the number of fans has reached 920,000, which can be said to be quite amazing.

The number of fans represents the size of fame.

In the White Tribulation Star, there are very few martial artists who can have more than one million fans. The younger generation, only a few of the five sons of the White Tribulation and the top ten beauties can reach it.

However, they have accumulated for more than a year to become so famous.

The greater the fame, the greater the influence, and with it, the great wealth that can be bringed.

In the Taiwei Star Domain, some outstanding young disciples, because of the huge number of fans and their influence is even greater than that of the sect master, can become the representative of a sect, get a distinguished status, and enjoy superior treatment.

After the battle between Lin Ke and Chen Wen was projected onto the original Skynet, the number of fans of "Zangfeng" has grown wildly, and I am afraid that in the last day or two, it will be able to exceed one million.

"Who the hell could it be?" Lin Ke was quite puzzled.

Lin Ke was sure that when he and Chen Wen were fighting, there would be absolutely no other martial artist within ten miles. Unless it was the Dark Demon Valley Valley Lord who personally held the original mirror and hid it in the shadows, reflecting their battle pictures, perhaps he could hide Lin Ke's primordial perception.

Of course, that's even more unlikely.

Lin Ke was puzzled and didn't continue to think about it, but when he hurried next, he raised his vigilance and didn't dare to take it lightly.

At noon, Lin Ke arrived in Flying Frost City.

The once thriving Flying Frost City is now lifeless and dilapidated.

Walking into the city, there is a tragic scene in front of you, and the streets are full of corpses.

Most of the corpses were intact, but the blood on the body had turned into black lines, which looked particularly terrifying and hideous. The entire city, countless corpses, even if the scorching sun hung high, it still made Lin Ke feel cold.

The value of ordinary people is only their souls.

The Black Centipede Wraith devours their souls and can become stronger.

Of course, the warrior is the best prey, and the black centipede demon can not only swallow their souls, but also suck away the vitality.

"Damn."

The self-blame in Lin Ke's heart was even stronger.

Coming to the vicinity of a dilapidated ruin, Lin Ke took a closer look.

Then, he put his finger on the forehead of a slain warrior. In the corpse of the warrior, wisps of black qi poured out from his forehead and eroded towards Lin Ke's fingers.

Lin Ke let it erode into his body, perceived it carefully, and after having the result, he mobilized the Great Sun Fusang Qi to refine it.

Through a series of investigations, Lin Ke had a certain degree of understanding of the current strength of the Black Centipede Demon Wraith, and his mood became heavy, and he was no longer as optimistic as when he first came.

"Meet Senior Brother Zangfeng."

An inner gate saint wearing a white dragon robe jumped down from the city wall and bowed to Lin Ke.

He was very young, only in his twenties, and when he stared at Lin Ke, his eyes showed a fanatical light, as if he was looking up at a famous mountain that he had longed for for a long time.

Lin Ke turned around and asked, "Where is Han Yu, the hall master of the Wanshi Hall?" ”

"Hall Master Han has already gone to chase the Black Centipede Demon Wraith, and when he left, he ordered me to wait for Senior Brother Zangfeng here." The inner gate saint said respectfully.

Lin Ke's brows furrowed deeply.

Coming to Flying Frost City, Lin Ke had a rough judgment of the strength of the Black Centipede Demon Wraith, which should already be comparable to the martial artist at the peak of the Sixteenth Heaven. It's not far from the realm of real people.

If not, Lin Ke's attainments in the path of psychic have made a huge breakthrough, where would he dare to chase it?

According to the information found by Lin Ke, Han Yu's cultivation would reach the middle of the Sixteenth Heaven at most, and if he encountered the Black Centipede Demon Wraith, it would be a very dangerous thing.

Immediately taking out the original mirror, Lin Ke sent a message to Han Yu, "Hall Master Han, immediately stop tracking the centipede giant demon, and come to Flying Frost City to meet me first." ”

I waited for half an hour, but I didn't wait for Han Yu to send back the news.

The inner door saint said, "Perhaps...... Hall Master Han was in a hurry to track down the centipede giant demon and did not check the original mirror for the time being. ”

Lin Ke was not as optimistic as him, shook his head, and said, "Send a message to the main altar, the strength of the centipede giant demon is very likely to be comparable to the powerhouse of the sixteenth heaven peak of the Great Martial Scripture. ”

After saying that, Lin Ke flew quickly and headed in the direction that the Black Centipede Demon Wraith and Han Yu had left.

Rushing out of Flying Frost City and entering the endless mountain range, Lin Ke was like a spirit ape, stepping on the cliffs, and every step out was a distance of ten zhang.

From daytime to night.

Finally, in the early morning of the next day, Lin Ke found Han Yu's body by a stream.

The water of the stream was stained red, and the corpses were soaked white.

The martial robe on Han Yu's body, whose defensive power was comparable to that of a three-star element, was pierced, leaving a blood hole the size of a bowl on his chest. Through the blood hole, you can see that all the internal organs in his body have been shattered into bloody mud.

"The chest was pierced by a paw print."

"One blow kills, there are no other superfluous moves, and there is no trace of fighting, it is obvious that with Han Yu's cultivation, he doesn't even have the strength to resist."

"There is no special evil aura left in the body of the black centipede demon spirit, is it ...... Didn't he die under the claws of the Black Centipede Wraith? ”

Lin Ke's eyes finally changed violently, and he hurriedly released the Yuan Shen, and probed the surroundings with great vigilance. He didn't find any fluctuations in his vitality nearby, so he squatted down and carefully observed the fatal wound on Han Yu's body.

"It was indeed pierced by the claw prints, among the powerhouses who cultivated the claw method of the White Tribulation Star, who could kill Han Yu with one blow? Could it be ......"

Lin Ke's eyes changed again, only to feel that his vest was cold and his scalp was numb.

Hearing the "rustle" sound of the wind blowing the grass and trees around him, the whole person was a little nervous, as if he had been shrouded in the shadow of death.

Because he guessed that the person who killed Han Yu was most likely the palace master of the Ghost Palace, Gu Yan.

After Ning Jiandao's death, Gu Yan became the first person in the Demon Alliance to cultivate the claw method. His cold silver demon hand is extremely powerful, and there is almost no one to stop him.

Encountering this Demon Dao Hero will be even more terrifying than encountering the Black Centipede Demon Wraith, and Lin Ke can't think of any other way to deal with it except to run for his life. And it's not always possible to escape.

"I hope it doesn't be him." Lin Ke silently recited it.

Take out the original mirror, reflect Han Yu's body, and pass it to the virtual holy gate. And, he also told his own judgment.

There was a soft "boom".

Feng Xiaoqian was the first to send a message: "Lin Ke, immediately give up tracking the Black Centipede Demon Wraith Soul and return to the main altar." ”

Almost just a moment later, she came with a second message: "Gu Yan is a powerful psychic, it is very likely that he was the one who killed Han Yu." He wanted to subdue the black centipede wraith and make himself stronger. Hurry back, Sister Xie and I will set off now and pick you up on the way back to make sure nothing goes wrong. ”

Obviously, Han Yu's death scared Feng Xiaoqian a lot, and she was very worried about Lin Ke's safety.

It is really because Gu Yan is famous for his murder, and the saints of the Qinghe Holy Mansion are almost certain to die when they encounter him.

Lin Ke was hesitating in his heart, if Gu Yan subdued the Black Centipede Demon Wraith, it would definitely make it devour even more crazily, and it would soon become a human-level monster.

When the time comes, it will be an even greater disaster.

"If I can get ahead of Gu Yan and subdue the Black Centipede Demon Wraith, then the situation will be completely different. At that time, even if I really encountered Gu Yan, I had the strength to fight. ”

Lin Ke took a deep breath, observed the surrounding terrain, and said to himself: "I started from Flying Frost City, and according to the route, I should have come to the territory of the Southern Sword Sect. Southern Sword Sect ......"

The aura of a martial artist has a great attraction to the Black Centipede Demon Wraith, how could it let go of the delicacy of the Southern Sword Sect?

Holding Han Yu's corpse, Lin Ke completely restrained the aura on his body and cautiously walked towards the Southern Sword Sect.

It didn't take long for Lin Ke's figure to appear outside the mountain gate of the Southern Sword Sect.

(End of chapter)