This compartment.

Sang Ling sneered and looked at the countless mysterious people who were swarming in front of her, and she had already opened her mouth to reveal their identities:

"The nine-story tower once, and now it's coming again, the ghost market really doesn't want to cover the fig leaf, and the poor picture dagger has seen it?"

The mysterious people were all covered in black robes, and under the scorching afternoon sun, they still looked like dead people, ghostly, and they didn't answer in the face of ridicule and questioning, and they raised their hands directly to attack.

In the process, it seemed that he had grasped the importance of Su Luo, and all of them attacked Su Luo's position, Sang Ling suppressed the aura of cultivation and stopped countless times, killing several people, but who expected, but more people rushed up crazily, and it was impossible to eradicate it immediately.

At this moment, Su Luo was already crumbling, with new injuries and old injuries, dripping with blood and weak breath.

"Su Luo!"

Sang Ling grabbed his arm and pulled him away for a moment, avoiding the attack that was about to stab, not wanting Su Luo to hold on to the extreme, as soon as his eyes were closed, he was about to fall to the ground on his back.

And the other attack was already taking advantage of the momentum, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to stab Su backward in the back.

More people surged around, and Sang Ling stopped one, and the mysterious person could stab the second and third paths...... There are countless attacks, dense like bee ants devouring, and you can't finish fighting, and sooner or later you will be consumed here.

She couldn't bear it any longer, she took a strong breath and immediately let go of Xiu Wei, the aura in her hand instantly gushed out, and she had already flew forward, and the spirit sword in her hand fiercely opened the stabbing attack, taking Su Luo into her arms, turning her feet, and Su Luo changed places, poof, a wound was cut on her back, and there was a sharp pain in an instant.

She spat out a mouthful of blood, the spirit sword in her hand flew, brushed a few swords, opened countless attacks, the tip of the sword turned, and met another wave, the shot was fast and ruthless, the sword wind was fierce, whirring.

The sound of countless flesh and blood being cut apart, the blood flowed like a river, and in an instant, most of the attacks on the spot that were still like a tide just now were gone, and only some remnants of the defeated army remained.

She killed the last few, leaving only one alive.

The sword body was fiercely fixed between the other party's abdomen, pressing the person to the ground, Sang Ling asked coldly:

"Did the ghost city lord send you out? What else is his purpose? ”

The mysterious man breathed for a moment and did not make a sound.

Sang Ling wanted to ask again, but Su Luo covered his heart and pointed to the distance to remind.

"Ah Ling, the pursuers are coming!"

Sang Ling's eyebrows frowned, the time for her to let go of Xiu Wei to kill people was only a few minutes, but she didn't expect Lu Chaoyan to move so quickly, and she had already arrived immediately.

Time waited for no one, she pulled out the tip of her sword, and reached out to grab the mysterious person on the ground and take him away for interrogation.

No, Su Luo had already held on to the extreme, and he was about to fall to the ground with a stumble under his feet, but Sang Ling's outstretched hand immediately changed direction and brought him up.

The mysterious man on the ground took the opportunity to get up, and he escaped with a dodge, and he was about to disappear between the yellow sand in a blink of an eye.

The pursuers behind him were already close at hand, Sang Ling hesitated slightly, but still turned around and took Su Luo to another place to hide.

She didn't see it, and a moment later the ghost woman appeared here, solved the mysterious person who had escaped just now, and cleaned up the place, but deliberately left Su Luo's blood on the ground.

When Lu Chaoyan reappeared, she couldn't tell that there had been a scuffle here, and she was about to walk forward.

Aowei Zhenren suddenly stopped, made a mistake under his feet, turned over a drop of blood on the back of a stone, and nodded casually with his toes.

"The blood is fresh and hasn't dried yet. Lin Ling seems to have a companion and was injured. ”

Lu Chaoyan's eyes lit up, and after some exploration, he quickly extracted the breath in the blood, and traced it up with the rune light.

Lin Ling's location was finally determined, but she didn't approach immediately. Lu Chaoyan looked coldly at the rune light in his hand, and suddenly smiled, the pale light shone on his face, and he looked like a ghost.

"Don't rush to catch it first, surround this place, hmph, this time I will let her stick her wings."

The disciple took the storage bag containing the magic circle, and quickly went down to complete the arrangement.

Aowei stood aside with her hands and did not stop her, she always seemed to be a bystander, as if the person who was rounding up was not the disciple who was still talking to her a few days ago, and it was not the beloved disciple she kept saying. A pair of eyes were looking at the scenery in the distance, but in the afterglow, they firmly grasped Lu Chaoyan's position, with a hint of cold ridicule.

The sky was getting darker, and the orange-red glow shone down, and blood was ominously spread across the ground.

It's nearly dusk.

Just now, when Sang Ling was about to leave this place and turn to Zhongzhou, he suddenly found that Su Luo's condition was very bad, and his forehead was hot and he already had a high fever. The pursuers behind her did not move at this moment, and seemed to have given up completely, which also eased her tense mood a lot.

She is not afraid of fighting and starting a war, but now with Su Luo, he has suffered a lot of injuries from the scuffle just now, and if he faces Lu Chaoyan again, it will be even worse.

After a simple measurement, she had already ventured to the northwest and continued to go deeper, looking for a remote place to settle down, preparing to treat Su Luo's injuries first and then find a chance to leave.

She was not proficient in medicine, so she could only feed the pill, and raised her hand to invoke the aura to prepare to pour into Su Luo's body to heal him.

It's just that Su Luo is unwilling. He took Sang Ling's hand and closed it between his hands.

Sang Ling frowned:

"Don't be willful."

"You can't be willful."

Su Luo's hand didn't mean to let go, Sang Ling only felt that the heat coming from the back of her hand was warm, hotter than the bonfire burning next to her.

She moved, trying to withdraw her hand:

"Su Luo, your injuries are critical."

"But Lu Chaoyan is chasing after you non-stop, if you damage your aura, how can you deal with it."

Su Luo is even more reasonable, obviously with a fever and weak body, but his hands are clenched very tightly, like the last piece of driftwood grabbed by a person who has fallen into the water, and he will never let go of life as a life.

Sang Ling no longer withdrew her hand, but her plan to help Su Luo heal her injuries did not change:

"But healing, this aura is still there."

Su Luo didn't back down, but his eyebrows moved, revealing a smile, with sharp tiger teeth, innocent and clean, and looked behind Sang Ling:

"Ah Ling, look up, the fire clouds here are still as beautiful and magnificent as they were back then."

The orange-red glow overhead rendered the clouds in large clusters, curled or curled, piled up in the west, and Sang Ling only then realized that they had arrived in Guazhou, surrounded by sand dunes stretching endlessly, all of which were yellow sand.

She looked sideways at the sunset, her pupils were imprinted with the beautiful glow, sparkling, but Su Luo's eyes moved to her face, attracted by the better beauty.

His expression is still innocent, and he is the world's favorite appearance, but the light in his eyes has slowly returned to its true color, and the deep and cold color that does not disperse is like the aquatic plants in the hidden spring entwined on it, ghostly and uncertain.

The bonfire crackled a few times, the burning firewood broke off and fell into the ashes, and three or two sparks burst out, instantly disturbing people's minds.

Sang Ling subconsciously turned her head to look, who expected, the dangerous edge suddenly approached at this time, and a slight humming sound came from the air, and the cold white light was critical to the body, desperately vowing to take his life.

Su Luo was the first to notice the dangerous edge of the stabbing behind Sang Ling, and he immediately stepped forward and used his body to block the sharp tip of the sword.

Sang Ling was startled by his sudden movements, and before he could see clearly, he heard a thud and the sound of a sword stabbing through his body.

At the same time, a cold and fierce female voice poured into my ears-

"Lin Ling, I finally caught you."

Sang Ling immediately slapped his palm backwards, and opened Lu Chaoyan, who was close to the sneak attack behind him.

"Uhhh

There was another sound of toothy flesh cutting, and the blood brought out by the sword gushed out like a fountain, almost splashing half of her clothes, and the blood kept falling to the ground like raindrops, and her mind went blank for a moment.

Su Luo was brought to the ground by inertia, his eyes were closed, his breath was weak, the wound on his back was wide open, the skin and flesh were turned out, and the bones were deeply visible, and the vitality was rapidly draining.

Sang Ling reacted suddenly, and no longer cared about Lu Chaoyan, he quickly set up a defensive formation to firmly cover Su Luo's body, and his subordinates quickly stuffed him with elixir, and hung the breath that was about to be cut off, so that he could barely save the other party's life.

Lu Chaoyan stood not far away, looking at it with a smile, his smile was smug and full of malice.

"Lin Ling, you can't escape this time. Oh yes, and your lover, don't worry, I'll let you be a pair of outlaw mandarin ducks. ”

"I'm not going to die."

Sang Ling stood up with a sneer, not afraid at all.

On the opposite side, she was standing far away Lu Chaoyan and Ao Wei Zhenren, her gaze crossed Lu Chaoyan's face, and soon fell on Ao Wei Zhenren who was far away, with a cold inquiry.

Everything she is facing now is nothing more than a counterattack from the ghost market. It was inexplicable that the people from the ghost city came just now, but if Aowei was also a part of their calculations, then it would not be strange that Lu Chaoyan came so quickly.

The attack just now, the exposure of his identity, Lu Chaoyan was attracted by their calculations, and wanted to kill himself by her hand.

They can't wait.

Aowei Zhenren met Sang Ling's indifferent and cold gaze, but suddenly smiled:

"Lin Ling, my good apprentice, I haven't seen you for a few days, but you are getting more and more embarrassed, and you have become a demon clan. Today, we are going to clear the portal and ask for your reward from the sect master. ”

The implication is that Xuan Chengzi did not know that Sang Ling might be the identity of the demon ancestor, and she still had a glimmer of life. Sang Ling was slightly stunned, not quite understanding the purpose of Aowei's real person. If you want to die, why hide the news? Why didn't the ghost market directly tell Lu Chaoyan that he was the demon ancestor?

The originally clear truth is suddenly blurred at this moment, and it is even more unpredictable.

However, at this moment, she knows one thing, the decisive battle between her and Lu Chaoyan is coming.

This time, she had to kill the other party in order to live, let Su Luo live, and let the demon clan live.

She must fight!

Lu Chaoyan raised the tip of the sword and pointed to Sang Ling's position, and when he saw the murderous appearance of the spirit sword in her hand, he laughed even more.

"Lin Ling, you still want to fight with me? Since I have appeared, I am nine out of ten, why don't you take a look around and take a look at Master's treasured magic circle, the real heaven and earth net? ”

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding runes were vibrating, and countless golden runes lit up in the air, the size of mosquitoes, densely connected into a line, staggered and horizontal, stacked into a net, at this time it was firmly covered in the sky above Sang Ling's head, and with a buzzing start, it was the heavenly spiritual pressure that pressed hard, and Sang Ling instantly felt cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and his body was in severe pain, and he couldn't stand up at all.

On the other side, Lu Chaoyan, who was also standing in the Heaven and Earth Net Array, did not react at all, and raised his sword to his wrist like a fish in water:

"You must be very curious, obviously the aura is suppressed, how can you still be captured by this magic circle and control you."

Sang Ling clenched the sword in her hand, her teeth tightened, and a stream of blood was bitten out. The aura was regrouped out and ran madly in the meridians, trying to dilute the pain that was even pressed into the bone marrow, but it was a drop in the bucket, in vain, and the blood between the mouths became thicker.

Aowei Zhenren stood far away, she didn't say a word from beginning to end, her eyes turned with a cold light.