The long plain was too far away from the town where He Keren and Feng Siyu were located.

As he walked, he thought about the shocking battle that had just taken place on the Long Plains.

"Hong Yuze is too powerful, the other three forces are fleeing without a fight, but he is fighting to the death, constantly fighting with the clone of the killing king, and even breaking through in the battle, this kind of person is like a mountain, and the person who is pressed is out of breath. ”

Whenever he thinks of Hong Yuze's invincible posture and ruthless gaze, he always has a sense of oppression.

However, when he thought of his own encounter, Yang Ling felt relieved again.

In less than a year, he had already transformed from a martial artist to a powerful cultivator and spiritual cultivator, and this speed was enough to defy the sky.

"My opportunity is extraordinary, if I have enough time, I will definitely be able to get ahead, soar into the sky, and it is not impossible to kill Hong Yuze. ”

You must know that so far, the cultivation methods he has cultivated are probably unique in this world, and he has also mastered many supernatural powers, and even in the future, he will get more supernatural powers.

His starting point is high and different, and he is destined for an extraordinary road ahead.

A month later, Yang Ling finally returned to that town.

However, everything in front of him made his face gloomy like water, and he saw that the originally prosperous town was in a dilapidated state, and there were ruins everywhere.

There were also some corpses lying on the streets, most of them missing arms and legs, and mutilated.

Although he didn't know who caused all this, he had already guessed.

Because he had seen too much of this situation along the way, in the battle of the Long Plains, many people escaped, some were spiritual cultivators, and some warriors of the four major forces.

Some people do evil, burning, killing and plundering along the way, and most of the people who die in their hands are ordinary people.

Yang Ling was anxious, and quickly came to the inn where he was temporarily staying, but all that appeared in front of him was a pile of residues and sawdust.

In a hurry, he burst out with a fierce momentum, and struck out with one palm, and the wind rose on the ground, and the gravel and sawdust flew wildly.

Thinking of He Keren and Feng Siyu, they didn't know where they were now, and whether they had already encountered poisonous hands, he was full of blood and blood, and he couldn't suppress it for a long time.

You must know that outside Tongtian City, except for He Shuyao, these people are his only concerns.

Especially He Keren, the relationship between the two of them is weak, and they have experienced many life and death dilemmas, and they are all indispensable in each other's lives.

And Feng Siyu can't forget it, after all, he has touched the other party's body. And not long ago, he met the fairy who looked like her in that mysterious world, and since then he has had a strange feeling, as if he has an inextricable relationship with Feng Siyu, and he can't tell or understand.

Just when he was gone, a small figure came from a distance, wearing a broken straw hat and walking with her head down, making it impossible to see her face clearly.

"Uncle, you're back, woo woo woo ......"

The person who came turned out to be He Keren, her little face was like a cat, her eyes were red, and two lines of tears fell like beads with broken threads.

The moment he saw the little man, Yang Ling was relieved, pulled her over, hugged her in his arms, slapped her on the ass a few times, and said angrily: "You dead girl, what are you running around about?"

He Keren cried bitterly, as if she had been greatly wronged, she hugged Yang Ling's arm and bit it fiercely and said: "You bad person, it will be a long time to leave, and I will die if I come a few days later." ”

Yang Ling was sad, put He Keren on the ground, and helped her wipe her face, but when the dirt on her face was removed, a blood-red slap print appeared clearly, which looked so dazzling.

For a moment he was furious, his hands trembled, and he asked, "What happened, who hit you?"

He Keren kept sobbing, intermittently telling everything that had happened in the past few months.

"A few months ago, a man came with your portrait and said he wanted to see you, but you weren't here at the time, so he was very angry and took Sister Feng Siyu away. Hu Chao and several other eldest brothers made a move to stop them, but they were instantly defeated by that person, Lu San, Yan Tao, and Zhu Liang, the three eldest brothers were killed, and the others were seriously injured. ”

Hearing this, Yang Ling's eyes were about to split, and his heart was furious, like a volcano that would erupt at any time.

Lu San once saved Feng Siyu with him, Yan Tao and Zhu Liang were Feng Yuanming's good brothers when he was imprisoned in the Long Plains, but he didn't expect to be killed as soon as he came out of the tiger's mouth.

"Why did he take Feng Siyu away?"

Speaking of Feng Siyu, he thought of the fairy who danced with his sword.

He Keren wiped a handful of tears, and then said, "We don't know, grandpa said that he was going to threaten you with Sister Siyu." ”

"Did he leave anything behind?"

He Keren thought for a while and said, "He said, keep you first, and then come back to pick when it is ripe." ”

"Waiting for maturity?Do you treat me like a pig and a dog?" Yang Ling was furious, this was a naked humiliation.

However, he really couldn't understand that if the other party wanted to threaten him with Feng Siyu, he should leave his name or other contact information.

But the man left no useful information other than a contemptuous word.

"Could it be someone from Black Cliff?" he thought to himself, because he had not offended anyone else except Black Cliff, and at this moment he had an urge to go to Black Cliff immediately to investigate.

But the thought was instantly suppressed, and he scanned the surroundings and asked, "Why is this happening?"

"Some people came here the other day, they are very powerful, they burn and loot all kinds of evil in the town, anyone who dares to resist will be killed, and the rest of the people are taken away. ”

Yang Ling's eyes were cold, and he could see from all kinds of traces that these wicked people were undoubtedly spiritual cultivators.

"They were temporarily stationed in the Liuyun tribe dozens of miles away, and I thought you would definitely come back, so I sneaked out while they were slack. Those wicked people did things to women, even children, and a stinky man was kicked by me, and then he beat me hard!"

At the end, He Keren had already cried into tears, and the past was unbearable, which deeply pierced her heart.

Yang Ling was furious, he kept comforting He Keren, dozens of miles away, how dangerous it was for a little girl to walk all the way back, she would be torn apart by wild beasts and killed by gangsters at any time.

And also hid here for days, just because of the conviction that he would return.

Looking at the very weak He Keren, he was extremely distressed, and took out a lot of spiritual objects for him to eat, and after a while, the pale little face returned to blood.

After resting for a while, they decided to go to the Liuyun tribe, because Hu Chao, He Qianwu, Feng Yuanming, Lu Er, and Fang Yunmeng were still imprisoned there, and their lives were uncertain.

Thirty miles is a long way, but it is nothing to Yang Ling, he ran quickly with He Keren in his arms, leaving countless afterimages behind him.

Soon after, the Liuyun tribe was close at hand, which was a relatively rich place, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the scenery was extremely beautiful.

It's a pity that now there is no sun in the sky, and the Dao Flower that originally provided light has also been seriously injured, and the world is bleak at this time, and this place has no color.

There are people patrolling outside the tribe, but they are just ordinary people in ragged clothes, and they have no greater role other than shouting a few voices.

From afar, Yang Ling heard a huge cry of pain, both men and women, extremely miserable.

Behind these voices, there were several unbridled rampant laughter and scolding.

"Dog, you still dare to resist, see if Lao Tzu doesn't cut you with a thousand knives......"

"You woman is too ignorant of lifting, hurry up and kneel at your grandfather's feet, or you will kick your head......"

......

......

In a short period of time, many such words came out from the tribe, which made people furious when they heard it.

Yang Ling couldn't bear it anymore, and he pulled the Holy Maiden He and broke in, and those who were in charge of the sentry were stunned by him before they could shout urgently, and the speed was extremely fast.

'Bang~'

The huge stone wall of the Liuyun tribe was kicked down by him, and it shattered, and for a moment it was dusty and his vision blurred.

In the center of the tribe there is a huge field, in the center of the field there is a huge stone statue, the head of the stone statue has been shattered, and the remaining parts are covered with blood, very dazzling.

Not far from the statue, there were men and women kneeling on the ground, some women were naked, and those men were covered with scars, and some were dying and dying.

In front of him, three spiritual cultivators held rattan sticks in their hands and constantly whipped down, ruthlessly and ruthlessly, and blood beads splashed in the air from time to time, making people chill.

Just as a spiritual cultivator grabbed a woman's hair and dragged the floor, the tribe's wall was kicked down by Yang Ling.

They stopped what they were doing in an instant, looked towards the smoke-filled place, and at the same time picked up the weapons around them.

"I wonder why Your Excellency broke into our tribe?" asked a spiritual cultivator with a gloomy face.

Yang Ling didn't answer him, looking at the miserable figures on the field, he was angry from his heart, and the nameless fire was burning in his chest, and he was about to erupt.

"Haha, it turns out that Your Excellency is also a fellow practitioner, if you also like these vulgar fans, just come and enjoy it, join us, walk the world together, and enjoy the prosperity of the world!"

Yang Ling's face was hideous, his eyes were cold, and he snorted coldly and rushed towards the three of them.

"Kill!"

He shouted so loudly that the earth shook the earth, and many houses in the tribe rang loudly, and some even collapsed.

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