Five hundred years after being brought back by the Mirror of Retrospection, Sang Ling suddenly heard that in the distant time, it seemed as if someone was sighing.

At this time, she didn't feel any heaviness in her body, as if she had erased all her emotional worries, fluttering, a cloud wandering in the sky, the sun, moon and stars passing by her hand, as if she could easily touch it as long as she stretched out her hand.

There was a strange familiarity to this feeling, and before she could think about it for long, she suddenly felt a powerful drag force, grabbing her whole person and pulling her downward.

Sang Ling: "......!!!!! ”

Before her eyes opened, her whole body was cold and stiff, and it was like being in a freezer for hundreds of years.

What's going on, how do you feel like you're in the refrigerator?

Sang Ling was shivering from the cold, her vision was still white mist, the space around her was narrow, and there was a strange and continuous stabbing sound in her ears.

She barely managed to find her hands and feet, and reached out to push the hard object in front of her.

"Click-"

Hard objects are pushed away, and the vision is not clear. The black mass flashed in front of her, and the socket of her neck suddenly warmed, and the fluffy touch carried a reassuring taste.

The dim light suddenly illuminated in front of him, and Sang Ling hugged the small black ball, struggled to support herself, and turned out of the original place.

After coming out, she found that the place where she was lying was actually an ice coffin-

No wonder she felt like she had crawled out of the refrigerator just now, only to see that the refrigerator, Ou no, was an ice coffin, with a strong aura and a cold atmosphere, and it was a good thing to kill people and hide corpses.

Sang Ling: ........

There is the illusion that he has become a zombie frozen product for hundreds of years.

The surrounding space was not large, it was a small gap between the sand and dirt, so she could only half-bend down and stand in a slightly flat place with the cat in her arms.

Before he could take two steps, the next second, a terrifying "female corpse" came into view.

The puppet's body has been corroded to the point that it is not visible, and the originally beautiful and gorgeous facial features have been carved by Gangfeng, and the limbs and torso are also messy and ruined.

This was originally her body, and it should also be the end of "Sang Ling", the moon stone was destroyed, the soul overflowed, all dust returned to dust, and there was no one like her in the world.

The feeling of coldness and stiffness in the body, because time slowly disappeared, and now because of the terrifying scene in front of him, evoked the last memories of Sang Ling's last body.

Fortunately, in the next second, a hot and humid touch appeared on his cheeks a few times, which immediately dispelled the bad emotions in Sang Ling's mind.

Little Black Cat: "Meow? "Are you upset?

Sang Ling pulled the corners of her mouth, showed a smile that was not a smile, and said slowly:

"Everything is gone, and nothing will pass."

After playing a dumb riddle, he stopped talking, not exposing all his thoughts like before.

The little black cat looked at her gloomily, and always felt that the current Sang Ling was very different from before. In the past, she was cute and cute, even if she was usually angry, she loved to break her thoughts and scold each other to death. Now, the whole person's temperament seems to be suddenly frozen, and there is a kind of coldness from the inside out.

It's like two people.

Suddenly, the little black cat thought of something, and glared fiercely at the ice coffin on the ground, it must be the wrong material of this thousand-year-old cold jade, which will change people's temperament!

The other end.

Sang Ling had already raised her feet expressionlessly, crossed the puppet body on the ground, looked for an exit, and left from here.

The Mirror of Retrospective Migration said:

"Bringing back the two of you and a cat, my strength is very draining. Ah Ling, you have to help the demon clan solve the disaster as soon as possible, and help me replenish my strength, so that I can continue to transform your body that has been dead for three hundred years. Now, I'm going to hibernate and then, it's up to you. ”

There was an unconcealable tiredness in the words of the Mirror of Traceability, and Sang Ling simply thanked it, and stopped disturbing its rest.

As for Su Luo, Sang Ling looked around, but did not find him. The Mirror of Tracing has clearly brought the person back, but the other party did not appear here, probably waking up a long time ago and choosing to leave alone.

Sang Ling did not hesitate, mobilized countless spiritual energy, firmly protected his body, and walked through the wind of the forbidden place.

After a stick of incense.

Finally, as soon as the light turned on, the dusk sand clouds appeared in front of him, and Sang Ling came out of the forbidden place in one jump, and the hole dug out by the aura behind him was instantly buried by the quicksand and disappeared.

It was bright and the sand was flat outside, and the terrible evil creatures and green vines had disappeared and were calm and waveless.

The sand under her feet was soft, and the dry and hot breath was blowing on her face, and Sang Ling slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, only then did she have a feeling that she was still alive.

"It's finally coming out."

The little black cat has been quietly staying in her neck socket, its fur clinging to the flesh of her neck, half a step away, sitting close to her. Now that he saw that he had finally come out, he didn't have any superfluous reactions, and only focused all his attention on Sang Ling.

Feeling this gaze, she raised her hand and touched the hairy head, took the cat down, raised it to the center of her eyebrows, and rubbed it left and right. The tingling and warm feeling came from the center of the eyebrows, diluting the evil tide that was stirred up a little bit.

"The forbidden place can be said to be the most dangerous place on the Kunlun continent, I fell into it nine times to death, and when I come out now, I am just a dead man who crawled out of the altar. You say, if Xie Hanzhou and Lu Chaoyan knew that I was back, would they be scared to death, or would they take more drastic measures to completely crush me to the ground? ”

Little Black Cat: "Meow." "Absolutely not.

A little heaviness in its eyes floated and then faded again, and it raised its claws and gently patted the top of her hair.

Feeling the comfort of the little black cat, Sang Ling hugged it into her arms. Raising his head and closing his eyes, he slowly enjoyed the sunshine for a long time, and the dry and warm smell was everywhere, and for a while all the evil tides temporarily subsided, and he returned to his normal mood.

She knows that what she should do now is not to take revenge, but to become stronger, and with strength, she can protect herself and the people she wants to protect.

Everything, can't be rushed.

Sang Ling walked quickly, stepping on countless gravel and yellow sand and walking out.

Without the twists and turns before, the whole road was calm, and even those strange creatures in Guazhou were rarely seen. She only walked for an hour in a row, and she had already walked out of Guazhou.

The speed did not stop, and after leaving Guazhou, he went straight to the east and walked towards Zhongzhou.

…….

Zhongzhou is located in the center of the Kunlun Continent, with a vast territory and abundant products, and has been divided by countless sects in the Xiuzhen Realm all the year round, forming large and small cities, radiating the surrounding areas. The customs and habits of Zhongzhou are also very different because of the countless sects.

Sang Ling has opened a lot of eyes along the way. And because the pressure of the Zhongzhou sect is too heavy, the demon clan is withering, and the remaining demon clan can be said to be surviving in the cracks. Along the way, she had encountered it several times, and the power of the Mirror of Retrospective Migration had been replenished a lot.

And this situation, the more you go to Longnan City, the more serious it is-

The mountain and forest environment that the demon clan likes has been completely destroyed, and there is almost no trace of the demon, and it seems that even the cracks have been squeezed and disappeared by the human race.

Her brows furrowed, and she continued to walk towards the forest.

At this time, the night was dark, and it was already the end of the day.

The supplies in the storage bag were replenished in the previous city, and now they have been exhausted, and if they were usually clothed, they would be nothing, but food and water were very urgent, and she went to the mountains and forests to replenish these.

It's just that.

Although it is close to the deep mountain, the surrounding area is empty, and there is no sound of wild beasts and birds, which confirms the various descriptions of barren mountains and mountains.

This place is about forty miles away from the next city, Longnan City. The city was closed at night, and it was necessary to enter the city until dawn. There was no way to replenish water and food deep into the mountains, so they had to stay for a while and wait for dawn to enter the city.

Sang Ling stopped walking and did not continue to walk inside. After looking around, I plan to find a cave where I can stay.

The surrounding mountains are high, the ravines are vertical and horizontal, and the loess is everywhere, but she suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

"Here, how do you feel the existence of a formation?"

With a flick of his feet, the loess was pushed away, revealing a few runes, the rhyme was still there, but the demonic power was lost, and it was no longer what it used to be.

"Or is it the big array guarding the cave? It's like being attacked by aura, but it's ruined. ”

The runes stretched for hundreds of miles, covering a great deal of radiation.

The Mirror of Tracing was awakened, and Sang Ling had helped a few demons before to regain some of its strength. However, it is insufficient, and can only appear intermittently.

This time, it was awakened and was very surprised to see this:

"This formation was made by the great demon of my demon clan! It's only been a few hundred years, how did it break like this? This magic circle has been broken like this, and the big demon here is probably gone. I think back then, when the snow was still tread, my demon clan was also stubborn for a while, but the human race was cunning, and deliberately deceived the snow with that letter, and after the snow was gone, my demon clan became a plate of loose sand and was trampled by the human race. ”

In the end, the mirror of retrospective migration is already resentful and sad.

After coming out of the forbidden land, when the mirror of retrospective migration woke up, he saw the tragic situation of the demon clan being oppressed several times, and he was already in a lot of depression. This time, it was even more emotional, and there was silence.

Without the sound of the mirror in her head, Sang Ling followed the rune and slowly walked towards the top of the mountain to explore slowly.

Suddenly, she stood still at the foot of a hill and lifted a bush of grass in front of her, revealing half of the ruins inside. It's just that it's been a long time, and the handwriting is no longer legible.

Behind the stele is a path. Compared with the dilapidated stone stele, this trail, because of years of walking, has two deep embedded roller traces, and the shiny tiles are very bright.

At the same time, Sang Ling also smelled a faint demonic aura, the aura was chaotic, and there were quite a few of them—obviously the little demons gathered.

Walking slowly up the path, her brows tightened during the action, raising her vigilance.

According to common sense, there must be a dense number of villages and mountains and wilderness near the city, but now this barren mountain does not say that there is any water source, but there are no wild grasses on the ground. There is a shortage of water and food, and the mountains and forests are scarce, and the land of poor mountains and bad waters, where is it suitable for the survival of demons?

I kept thinking about it, but I was about to reach the end of the path.

At this time, at the end, a few voices suddenly came, with a fierce momentum and a bad tone-

"It's just that you moved some stones, why are you tired like this, I think you are just pretending to be dead!"

"Bang Bang!"

The sound of the whip hitting the flesh, screaming and begging for mercy, wailing and crying were endless.

After a few screams, the sound of the whip was even louder, but after a whipping, it was more out of breath and less in breath, and even the screams were much smaller.

But the voice seemed to be angry to the heart, without any mercy, and in an instant, another whip went down, exploding an even more terrible scream.

Seeing that the beating and scolding were ineffective, the man shook several whips back and forth, and threatened viciously:

"Hurry up, otherwise I will dig up your demon pill, melt it with a secret method, and increase my cultivation!"

The screams stopped abruptly, as if they were genuinely frightened, and immediately after a bit of staggering, a dull sound of wheels sounded, indicating that the stones were slowly being dragged forward.

Sang Ling covered her breath and walked to the end of the path, only to find that the situation on the path was far more cruel than she thought.