Everything that Ling Tian fought just now seemed to be out of order, but it was actually the result of his calculations.

If you don't move, it's like a mountain!

This is the ruthless character that he Ling Tian once cultivated to crush his opponents. In the face of an enemy who is stronger than himself, he must be fiercer than him only before the enemy reacts.

After using the Sword of Nothingness to divert the attention of the ghost knife head and closing the distance between him and the ghost knife head, hundreds of black lotuses that seemed to bloom brightly detonated in an instant, which was the result of his simplification of the 'Burning Sun Demon Explosion'.

The abundance of demonic qi could be described as inexhaustible.

"Ahem!" In the square, the ghost knife head that instantly recovered the black shadow kept coughing, "Young master, my ghost knife head is convinced!

"Hmph!" with a cold snort, Ling Tian jumped off the volley and sat down cross-legged towards the square without hesitation.

The three ghost shadows opened the magic rhyme of Ling Tian's recovery consumption, and commanded Huanshu, who had already been stunned, and disappeared into the square.

After Ling Tian noticed that the three of them were walking away, he completely relieved his heart. The whole person is constantly extracting the aura in the 'Burning Sun Demon Bead'.

From this station with the ghost knife head, it seems that he is relaxed, but in fact he survives the danger. The body was so oppressed by the power of the ghost knife head that it almost collapsed, but fortunately, the forging body was strong, and the stage of skin refining had been completed, and there was time for him to stop.

At this time, Ling Tian felt that his demonic qi did not seem to be flowing towards the dantian, but all of them were surging towards the Pure Lotus Demon Sky.

Huanshu, who didn't dare to breathe, stood aside in a daze.

After three hours, Ling Tian stood up: "Huanshu, I'll take you to see the scenery of this Lingyun Sect!"

Huanshu nodded and cautiously followed Ling Tian.

The magic of consumption has been restored, and listening to it feels relaxed. What's more, the restrictions of several old devils have been lifted, and the feeling of being like a cage does not exist, and this side acquiesces in his freedom.

Having said that, at the moment of surviving the danger, the five seals of Shakya he prepared were just about to be used, but the ghost knife head old demon was careless, and he was forced to hurry by the power of his 'Burning Sun Demon Explosion', and thirty moves passed in an instant, and he forcibly stopped it when he was in the void.

If he used it himself, then he probably had to stay in bed for two more months today.

The two old devils below are not good stubble, and they are stronger than the aura of the ghost knife head.

Now, he has earned the strength of their respect, and it is understandable that he has regained his freedom. If his guess was right, if he went to save the three of them, the three ghosts would not be too obstructive.

With Huanshu, Ling Tian had a realization, and he swept towards the mountainside of Lingyun Sect.

After a while, I came to a pavilion in the middle of the mountain, and I felt that the magic around me seemed to be a little stronger than other places.

"Huanshu, how can the demonic qi here be more intense?" Looking at the rich demonic qi in this pavilion, Ling Tian said puzzled.

"Young Master, do you see those sprouting demon spirit grasses, the strong demonic aura here is the effect of this demon spirit grass!" Huanshu stretched out her hand and pointed to the places in the woods that just happened to be bubbling with soil.

Sure enough, looking in the direction of Huanshu's finger, Ling Tian noticed that some black demon spirit grass was emerging from those soils.

Along the place where the black grass grows, the color of the purple soil turns dark brown.

And the trees around this pavilion are relatively dense, and it is not difficult for Ling Tian to see.

The figure jumped towards the pavilion, Ling Tian wanted to overlook the changes in the entire Lingyun Sect.

However, it was obvious that the terrain here was not high enough to have a glimpse of the Lingyun Sect's landform.

Standing on the pavilion, it can be roughly seen that the Lingyun Sect occupies two mountain peaks, one after the other, and the stretching mountain range that is the tiger standing on the dragon plate, when it arrives at the Lingyun Sect, it suddenly rises, like two hidden dragons, waiting for the day when it crosses the dragon gate and soars into the sky.

Shaking his head, Ling Tian took Huanshu and continued to sweep towards a relatively high peak.

Huanshu's speed was not slow, Ling Tian deliberately slowed down while observing the surrounding buildings.

From time to time, Ling Tian would ask a question or two, and Huanshu would also answer cautiously.

"Lingxiao Treasure Palace!" Staying at the peak, Ling Tian saw the iconic buildings of the Lingyun Sect. A black aura hovered over the Lingxiao Palace, and the auspicious clouds of the past were shrouded in a dark cloud.

"Young master, this is where the three lords live!" Looking at the black qi mixed with the majesty, Huanshu was obviously a little scared.

However, Ling Tian didn't have this awareness, those three old devils had just fought with the ghost knife heads.

And the ghost knife head has also suffered losses under his own hands.

"Is Huanshu worried?" Looking at Huanshu with a pale face, Ling Tian was inexplicably in a good mood and asked.

"Young Master, if you say, it should be fine!It's just that Huanshu is really a status, how can she be qualified to come here!" Huanshu said with her head down.

"Hehe, it's okay to follow me! Who has been noble since ancient times? The strong have not climbed up step by step from the low strength, especially in this kind of world where the weak eat the strong and the strong are respected, whoever has the big fist and whose strength is high, is the one who has the final say!"

Seeing Huanshu with her head down, Ling Tian found that she had been a little afraid of herself since she saw that she had defeated the ghost knife head, so she sighed.

Huanshu, who was standing not far from Ling Tian, seemed to have a hint of understanding on her little face, as if she was reminiscing about Ling Tian's words.

Looking down on Ling Tian of the Lingyun Sect from the side, he didn't expect that it was because of his few short words that a great female leader of the demon clan would emerge many years later.

Looking at the entire Yunxia Mountain, Ling Tian could imagine that the ethereal and clear mountain scenery of the past had given birth to a fairy woman like Qingqing.

It's just that now things are wrong, and they are a little more weird and dark, all of which are entangled by this demonic energy.

The change that led to all this was the inconspicuous Demon Spirit Grass.

As long as this grass is sprinkled, it will grow after being irrigated by demonic energy.

Demonizing a region, constantly providing demonic energy to a group of demons to cultivate, and the vitality is extremely tenacious.

He thought about stopping, but it wasn't at all something he could do right now.

Looking at the strange scene in the mountains, Ling Tian determined the direction of Ling Yun Sect's arrows, and then took Huanshu to sweep away towards a path on the back, and hurried away.

Something like a dungeon, after his observation, would definitely be designed in that mountainside, because from the Lingyun Palace, a mile or so, it must pass through the mountains and forests where the disciples of the Lingyun Sect cultivated.

This is the only way to escape from the Lingyun Sect, and one can imagine the hardships of Qing'er and Qingqing on the day.

Thinking of this, Ling Tian couldn't help but stop and clenched his fists.

As if thinking of something, then, with Huanshu, he kept sweeping away from the building, Ling Tian was like a gust of wind, and Huanshu was like a ghost.

From a distance, it complements the demonic aura that flashes here, and it is not conspicuous at all.

However, such a concealment was still seen by the three black shadows standing on the Lingxiao Palace.

"Young Master, what are you doing here, can you two see it?" The Ghost Knife Head felt as if the scene that had not happened to Ling Tian had never happened.

"I don't know, I'm also wondering, the young master doesn't go to cultivate, and he takes his slaves and maids to run around, for fear of provoking that ......" The skeleton ghost looked at the figure with wet eyes, and said casually.

"I really can't see through the young master, I didn't even try his strength, I didn't expect the young master to have reached this level!" The ghost knife head and ghost eyes narrowed slightly, and said with some regret: "If you alarm the guy who is in retreat, what will we do with the old guys?"

"The strength of the demon Han should be on par with the young master, maybe we can observe it further, but not necessarily!" the black shadow that was braving the green ghost fire said with a strange smile.

"Look, doesn't this mean Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive?" the ghost knife head laughed, and three strange black shadows disappeared on the Lingxiao Palace.

Yunhua Palace.

Ling Tian took Huanshu and the two of them past this seemingly inconspicuous building.

Suddenly, a beautiful black shadow in front of him suddenly blocked his way, and he thought it was his eyes.

Huanshu, who followed closely behind her, saw this black shadow, her body froze, and her little face turned pale with fright.

"Who are you? How dare you run around in the place where this princess cultivates!" The black shadow turned into a cold and sexy beautiful girl in her twenties, and scolded the two of them.

"Who are you?" Ling Tian was also polite, looking at the sexy girl in front of him, especially the aggressive words.

A cold and sexy beautiful girl, the corners of her mouth are hooked with a hint of bewitchment, that sexy figure, a few strands of tulle covering the shyness of the body, obviously, with a trace of slender and hazy temptation in the skin.

It's just that the charming and seductive fullness, with the tulle floating in the wind, is greatly discounted when I hear the words from the mouth of a cold and sexy beautiful girl.

Looking at the snow-white thighs, no more, no less, like a cold and glamorous beauty implying grace. Upon hearing her words, Ling Tian suddenly lost interest and looked up at her indifferently.

"You're bold!, but I think your dog life is also over!" said the cold and sexy beautiful girl with a hint of mockery on the corner of her mouth.

"Young Master, this is the Demon Han Princess of our Demon Clan, I didn't know that she would cultivate in this pavilion!" for fear that Ling Tian would think that she was deliberately not reminding, Huanshu said with trembling lips.

Bang!

It's okay that Huanshu didn't speak, but as soon as she spoke, the beautiful girl who was so cold and glamorous that she didn't speak a demonic aura rushed towards her.

Huanshu's entire slender body flew out like a kite with a broken string.

"How dare a slave be presumptuous here!"

Looking at everything that happened between the lightning and flint, Ling Tian still reacted the moment Huanshu flew out.

didn't have time to think about it, and the figure and Huanshu who flew out upside down landed at the same time.

Grabbing Huanshu, Ling Tian sent a magic rhyme towards her body. stared at the cold and sexy beauty with dead eyes.

"Huanshu, you go back and wait for me first!" Ling Tian was terribly cold.

This cold and sexy girl called Mohan actually attacked her maid without saying a word, which is not taking herself seriously at all.

It's okay if you don't take yourself seriously, but it's so ruthless.

A pitch-black and fierce palm wind swept away in his hand, and Ling Tian's 'rampage' instantly surged into his heart.

The 'Demon Suppression Seal' swept away with the wind-like figure.

And the cold and sexy beautiful girl looked at Ling Tian's figure that was as moving as the wind, and her eyes flashed with a look at the dead.

The three-foot-long magic sword in her hand, mixed with the throbbing anger in her eyes, swept towards Ling Tian who was moving like the wind with the fluttering veil. (To be continued.) )