In the Burning Gate, this desolate valley is similar to the area where Ling Zheng's cabin is located, and it is a place where birds don't poop and people don't go inaccessible.

Ling Zheng had already planned to leave, but when he heard that the man in the valley had the intention of killing him, his face instantly turned gloomy.

But after thinking about it, Ling Zheng felt a little puzzled. In this incinerator gate, he is at best a waste that anyone can bully, and he doesn't have any enemies, so why should this person kill himself?

Ling Zheng took out a second-order Wind Walking Talisman from the storage ring, activated it, and blessed himself.

Because the effect of the talisman made with non-attribute spiritual power was at least thirty percent higher than that of ordinary talismans, feeling the rich wind attribute spiritual power surrounding his body, Ling Zheng felt that his body seemed to have no weight in an instant.

With a slight touch of his feet, Ling Zheng's figure rose into the air, like a ghost in the night sky, a flash, and rushed into the valley.

After entering the valley, Ling Zheng hid in the canopy of a big tree, staring at the two people standing in the middle of the valley at the moment.

Although the night sky was covered with dark clouds and the visibility was low, Ling Zheng's eyesight was far beyond ordinary people, and he recognized the identities of the two people in the valley with just a sweep.

One of them was the same Du Fei who poured dirty water on himself on the main peak of the Burning Fire Gate half a month ago!

Obviously, he was the one who spoke just now, so it's no wonder that the voice sounded familiar.

In addition to Du Fei, another person named Yu Cong is a disciple of the Burning Fire Sect who has cultivated to about the fifth order of the Spirit Condensing Realm, and is one of Du Fei's doglegs.

At this moment, Yu Cong's expression was full of fear, and he didn't even dare to look directly at Du Fei's gaze, and he was also cowering when he spoke.

"Boss Du, it's not that I don't want to kill that Ling Zheng, but every time I go to his broken wooden house to look for him, he is not there. Yu Cong said: "I inquired carefully, and I learned that he rarely went back to the broken wooden house recently, and he usually cultivated in the incinerating fire crypt. But I couldn't find his person in the first two layers of the flame space in the Burning Crypt. ”

The expression on Du Fei's face was very gloomy, he stared at Yu Cong with cold eyes, and said, "I can't find it? This incineration gate is only a little bigger, and you actually told me that you can't find it?" That Ling Zheng is a waste who can only stay in the third order of the Spirit Condensation Realm in his life, even if he can hide again, where can he go?"

"What, Boss Du, don't you believe me?" Yu Cong said with some fear: "What I said is absolutely true, besides, Boss, which of the few things I did for you before was not proper, if I didn't try my best to set up a game, how could those four dead guys be deceived by you so easily?"

Ling Zheng, who was hiding in the canopy, was taken aback when he heard this.

Listening to this meaning, the four murders that happened in the incinerator gate before turned out to be all the handiwork of Du Fei and Yu Cong?

Why did the two of them kill, and for what purpose?

Du Fei looked at Yu Cong, who was anxious and frightened, his expression suddenly became much kinder, and said with a smile: "Brother, don't get me wrong, I'm just a little anxious because I haven't found a sacrifice for that ghost bead for so long." ”

Phantom Orbs?

Ling Zheng was a little puzzled, the three words of the Demon Bead sounded like it was related to the Demon Dao cultivator, because in Ling Zheng's cognition, only the things of the Demon Dao cultivator would need any sacrifices or the like.

Because the night was too thick, Yu Cong didn't notice the gloomy color hidden in Du Fei's smile, and said with a big grin: "Alas, boss, you really scared me just now." ”

"However, if tomorrow passes, the Demon Orb has not eaten the sacrifice, our previous efforts will be in vain. Du Fei pretended to sigh: "It's really unwilling." ”

Yu Cong said nonchalantly: "Boss, don't worry, we will go to the vicinity of Ling Zheng's broken wooden house to ambush in a while, he usually goes back every three days, today is the third day, we have a great chance to block him." ”

"Boss, you also said just now, kill Ling Zheng and sacrifice his soul to the Demon Bead, this incinerator gate will not be tracked down at all, so this time it is also a provincial bureau. ”

Yu Cong said very easily, but he didn't know that Ling Zheng, who was hiding in the canopy of a big tree not far away, was full of murderous aura in his eyes at the moment.

Feel free to control my life and death?Want to sacrifice my soul to that ghost orb?Ling Zheng squinted his eyes and reached out and took out three first-order offensive talismans from the storage ring, ready to strike at any time.

Most of the cultivators superficially uphold the concept of eliminating demons and protecting mortals, but secretly for the sake of profit, they often do some dirty deeds that are unimaginable to mortals. For them, as long as they can improve their cultivation and enhance their strength, the lives of mortals or other cultivators are not worth mentioning at all.

Therefore, in the cultivation realm, there are often people who slaughter the cities of the mortal realm overnight for their own selfishness. At this point, some Immortal Dao cultivators have gone even further than Demon Dao cultivators.

"You're right. Du Fei looked at Yu Cong, although he was smiling, the gloomy color on his face became heavier and heavier: "Brother, the next time I go to report to Elder Chen of the Red Pink Palace, I will definitely report your merits and ask for a magic weapon for you." Brother, as long as you have a magic weapon, your strength will inevitably increase greatly, and when the time comes, even the elders of this Burning Fire Gate will not get any benefits in your hands. ”

Yu Cong nodded like a pug, his eyes full of anticipation and joy.

Ling Zheng, who was hiding in the canopy of the tree, heard this, and he completely understood.

It turned out that this Du Fei was the internal response of the Red Pink Palace in the Incineration Gate, and as a reward, the Red Pink Palace gave Du Fei the magic weapon called the Phantom Demon Bead. In order to sacrifice the Demon Bead and enhance its strength, Du Fei and this Yu Cong joined forces and had already killed four disciples of the Burning Fire Sect with good strength.

Demon weapons are also a kind of spiritual weapons, but because the methods of sacrifice and cultivation are generally very cruel, most of them are at the cost of the lives of the cultivators, and they are generally controlled by the cultivators of the Demon Dao, so they are crowned with the word "demon".

But then again, but all spiritual weapons, after going through the struggle and fighting, which one has not been stained with blood?

And this Yu Cong probably also saw that the Pink Palace was generous, so he did his best to help Du Feikeng kill his fellow disciples, hoping that he could also become the internal response of the Pink Palace and get a magic weapon.

"Then Boss Du must say a few words for the younger brother. Yu Cong's face was full of excitement, and he said with expectation: "Let's go, let's go to Ling Zheng's residence now, no accident, he will definitely become the sacrifice of Boss Du's ghost bead tonight!"

Yu Cong said, already turning around and walking towards the outside of the valley.

Du Fei didn't move, his smile disappeared in an instant the moment Cong turned around, replaced by a strong killing intent.

Ling Zheng saw it in his eyes and knew that this Du Fei probably didn't hold back any good intentions, but because he had listened to Yu Cong's words before, he knew that he regarded his life as a mustard, and even wanted to use his soul as a sacrifice for a magic weapon. Therefore, now, Ling Zheng does not have any sympathy for this Yu Cong in his heart.

Sure enough, Du Fei made a move.

"Whew!"

With a soft sound, a purple ghost light flew out from Du Fei's palm, hitting the back of Yu Cong's heart.

Ling Zheng looked at this scene expressionlessly, his expression indifferent.