However, it was this simple gesture that saw a speeding team in her sight.

Because Di Ming definitely took her to fly in the air at a high altitude, and her eyesight was excellent, she saw a large group of people galloping quickly on the official road below.

The sound of horses' hooves, drums and all kinds of shouts is like a thousand horses sweeping by, and the momentum of a ride is so powerful that you can't pay attention to it.

Ye Qiantong stared at it, and found that in the pompous and powerful team, the man led by him had eyebrows and starry eyes, a handsome face, wearing a crown of hair inlaid with jade beads, and a luxurious hunting suit, lingering with unbeatable arrogance, and a looming cruel and cruel color flashed between his eyebrows.

Next to him was a young girl who looked heroic, galloping on a fire-hoofed dragon horse, full of momentum.

The most conspicuous of the team is probably their flag, the Black Gold Lotus Banner is suspended in the air and gallops through it, galloping with the team, and the surrounding aura fluctuations are very permeable.

The Black Gold Lotus Banner is the symbol of the Infinite Sect.

These people are all going to the ruins of the Ancient Fallen Battlefield.

Standing high and looking far away, what Ye Qiantong can see is of course not knowing this sect.

The West Demon Ridge is located on the westernmost border of the Eastern Jin Kingdom, and as the distance decreases, Ye Qiantong can clearly see the surrounding of the forest below, and there are constantly demonic beasts scurrying out, and the timid cultivators are shivering in hiding.

An endless stream of cultivators flew towards the Totem Gate, and Ye Qiantong stared at the terrifying black vortex in the sky, as if he would be swallowed by it in the next second, falling into the abyss of the devil from which he could never recover.

The closer you get, the more you can feel the ancient and powerful coercion, as if exuding a hideous and terrifying murderous aura, which is suffocating.

"Are you scared?" Di Ming's expression was lazy and gently pinched her delicate palms, and her deep and beautiful pupils were filled with intoxicating tenderness and indulgence, and he stared at her deeply, as if staring at the unforgettable lover on the tip of his heart.

Ye Qian's beautiful eyes flowed, and she looked at him lightly, and a casual evil smile appeared on her face: "Afraid, why aren't you afraid?" This girl is only a second-order martial artist, and a random demonic beast in it can tear me apart, not to mention that the major sects compete for treasures, fierce gods, insensitive, brutal, and killing, if you are not careful, you will be separated, and I am also afraid of death. ”

Di Mingjue was slightly stunned, but the next second she laughed heartily, this girl said that she was afraid on the surface, but the phoenix eyes that were as bright as the stars contained the confidence of brazenness and wantonness, the invincible and fearless of dangerous battles, and the eagerness to improve herself in the blood.

The kind of temperament that naturally emanates, conceals the innate nobility, the natural arrogance and coldness, the madness in the light world, and the arrogance in the dark world, how she is radiant, deeply attracted to his approach.

She didn't know that he and she were the same kind of people.

She is his soul fetters and the obsession he wants.

Emperor Ming's demonic red lips evoked a smile that turned all beings upside down, and the bright phoenix eyes bloomed with unprecedented light, and the eyes were scorching, like the sun in summer, brilliant, thousands of brilliance gathered in one, peerless and enchanting, and the beauty was thrilling.

Seeing such an incredibly beautiful man, a touch of surprise flashed in Ye Qiantong's eyes.

This guy really is, a seductive and sinful demon!

Di Ming's white and moist index finger scraped her delicate nose, and she looked doting: "It is worthy of the king's little pupils, so cute." ”