Lu Chaoyan saw her clenching the sword with a murderous appearance, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became a little bigger, along with the sharpness in her eyes, which was as sharp as a murder knife:

"You and the demon clan are just mayflies, but Master and the Heavenly Dao Sect are towering trees, the key is how can you understand? That's it, you are already a disciple of my Heavenly Dao Sect, and now let my senior sister take the responsibility of the sect master, abolish your cultivation, cut off your meridians, break your limbs, dig up your demon pill, and bring you back to the Heavenly Dao Sect to ask about the demon ancestor again. ”

The footsteps sounded softly, and Lu Chaoyan's pair of embroidered shoes were already standing in front of him, and the tip of the sword was raised, slowly slashing across Sang Ling's cheek, and then against her arm, stabbing hard.

The sharp stinging sensation was deepening, and Lu Chaoyan's voice sounded like a ghost:

"Rest assured, we still have a long way to go. The mud should have the appearance of mud, why stir up the wind and rain and make it dirty. ”

Sang Ling's fingers bent hard, and in an instant, he was pressed by the heavy pressure like Mount Tai, and at this time, the tingling sensation on his arm had reached its peak. Her gaze was always at Lu Chaoyan, who was cruelly violent to her, but it seemed to penetrate her and look at something else, indifferent and cold.

Looking back suddenly, she also slowly guessed that Lu Chaoyan's appearance was actually uncertain, selfish and vicious, and she had been assassinated by her for many years, and her status was often intentional for her later disappearance. In her eyes, she can only be lowly and live into the dust.

Oh, but she doesn't want to!

The mirror surface of the mirror in the body flickered, and countless mirrors could be extracted and poured into the limbs, and the wound that was originally poked out by the sword and was still bleeding immediately scabbed, and recovered in a blink of an eye, intact as before. More mirrors can be pulled out and run wildly in the body, fighting against the almost overwhelming force. The force around her body slowly decreased, and her fingers could flex a few times, and then immediately stopped.

All recovery from injuries was covered by a thick blood scab, and no one noticed it.

Lu Chaoyan saw that she was silent all the time, the smile on the corner of her mouth became a little bigger, and together with the sparkling wine in her eyes, it was also slowly flowing out, oozing venom:

"Lin Ling, you are the Demon Ancestor. Now that they are about to die, I can talk about it carefully, so that I can intercede with the master, leaving your life and the entire demon clan. ”

With the reappearance of the scene in Shenjia Village again, and the exact same problem again, Sang Ling suddenly smiled:

"Lu Chaoyan, why do you always like to ask questions? I really should buy you a hundred thousand whys. ”

Lu Chaoyan couldn't understand modern words, but he had subconsciously guessed that the other party was mocking himself, his eyes were cold, the pressure of the magic circle was strengthened by three points, and his body suddenly sank.

In the magic circle, Sang Ling spat out bloody foam, and he staggered and half-knelt on the ground.

Lu Chaoyan felt a little dazzling when he saw her holding her sword with one hand, preferring to die rather than be humiliated.

"A demon clan doesn't need this straight back, nor does it need such hard bones."

The spiritual pressure was strengthened again, and Sang Ling was already firmly pressed to the ground by the force of that day's pressure, and the hilt of the sword slipped weakly from her hand, and with a plop, and the sound of her landing also fell to the ground.

The black hair was scattered and fell to the ground.

Next to him, the defensive formation that was propped up by Xiao Xiao was not chaotic, and it protected Su Luo tightly without being disturbed at all.

Lu Chaoyan's gaze swept from Sang Ling's body to that position, ready to say something.

Suddenly, Aowei Zhenren took a few steps forward, blocked her line of sight, and pointed to Sang Ling's position.

"Chaoyan, it's not early, do you want to stay alive, or kill it directly? I'll leave under the pretext, and the time to return to Zezhou is coming, if Hanzhou asks, I'm afraid it's not good for you to cover up. ”

was sincere, but his body was firmly blocked, and he kicked the dangerous ball to Sang Ling's position.

Not far away, Sang Ling's eyelashes moved, and all the movements of Ao Wei Zhenren were taken into his eyes, and a trace of doubt crossed his heart, and he spared no effort to call the mirror energy.

But Lu Chaoyan's side quickly had a new move.

Under the moon, there are many sand dunes and countless shadows, like monsters hibernating, and there is a feeling that people are breathless.

The magic circle of the Heaven and Earth Net was tightly covered overhead, pressing Sang Ling so that he had more air in and less air out, and he had completely lost his ability to resist.

Lu Chaoyan's smile was even more proud, and he stepped forward step by step, pointing the tip of his sword directly at the person on the ground.

Sang Ling's eyes looked at her coldly, turning into a sharp sword:

"Do you really want to listen to the things of the demon clan?"

"Say."

Lu Chaoyan's red lips opened lightly, but Ling Yan didn't let it.

Sang Ling looked up at her condescending posture, and suddenly felt funny, and then laughed out loud, crisply, one after another.

Lu Chaoyan's face was completely ugly:

"Lin Ling, aren't you crazy, if you are not sober, there are countless disciples around me, but you can catch some demon clans, and take out the demon pills one by one in front of you, so that your brain is sober and sober."

Lu Chaoyan has already affirmed that Sang Ling is the identity of the demon ancestor, if not, this demon clan is also her kind, this move must be a good way to handle it.

Sang Ling didn't look at her, and looked at the face of Aowei Zhenren not far away, and her smile was even bigger:

"I am naturally a demon clan, and I am also a demon ancestor. I carry the blood of the demon ancestor and lead the rise of the demon clan, which is also my mission. So, the demon clan has me, you can't kill it. ”

The spirit sword in Lu Chaoyan's hand was horizontal, and the tip of the sword slashed open a bloody mouth, Sang Ling only felt a sharp pain in her wrist, and Lu Chaoyan actually cut her meridians with a sword!

Her body was trembling with pain.

Lu Chaoyan looked down, but his eyes were beating with pleasure.

"Lin Ling, you are just a little ant, an outcast of my Heavenly Dao Sect, a human pillar in the Forbidden Land, you are lucky enough to get something that others don't want, what is there to be proud of."

She took a few steps closer, looked down at the people on the ground, turned her back to the skylight, and her face was completely hidden in the shadows, like a ghost:

"A demon is a demon, but it's just a person with hair and horns, and it's just a person who is wet and egg-born, and it's the lowest. Where can we humans. The rule in this world is that people are higher than demons, and demons are inferior. No matter what you do now, you are just willing to fall. ”

"Really?"

In the shadows, most of Sang Ling's body was also covered by Lu Chaoyan's shadow, covered in darkness, and only a whispered voice came faintly, as if the weak one was about to be blown away by the wind.

Lu Chaoyan was unsuspectingly shorter, three points closer, and wanted to listen:

"What?"

"I'm talking."

The voice of the man on the ground was a little louder, the darkness floated, something crawled up, the wrist that had broken the meridians quickly recovered as before, and then moved, grabbing the sword beside him.

"You are the ones who cultivate the cheap, and you are the cheapest of the cheap, the first slut."

Unexpectedly, there was a dirty word in front of him, Lu Chaoyan's eyes widened, and he was completely angry:

"Slut! I'll kill you. ”

The words grinded out from between her teeth, and at the same time, the spirit sword in her hand slashed, stabbing fiercely towards the curled up in the dark shadow.

In the next second, there was a "stab", and the stabbed place exploded out of the rags, but his waist was shocked, and with a click, the communication jade pendant was shattered and fell to the ground.

She didn't have time to look, the brilliant and scorching spiritual fire was actually rushing towards her face, and at the same time, there was also a silver long sword, the tip of which stabbed head-on, aimed at her heart.

It turned out to be Lin Ling, who was seriously injured and dying!

didn't have time to think about how the other party had the strength to resist, Lu Chaoyan took a sharp breath, counted the points under his feet, quickly retreated backwards, and then avoided his waist, and the fireball that was as fast as light grazed in front of him and smashed on the ground not far away.

The long sword in her hand brushed the ground and opened another sword that attacked after her, and she just breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't expect the opponent's second and third attacks to follow, and the cold light of the sword edge condensed into a dense net around her body, firmly netting, making her unavoidable.

With a pop, her arm was cut open, she resisted in pain, and after a few moves, she was caught off guard, and the other arm was also scratched, and both hands were injured, Lu Chaoyan only felt that his hands trembled slightly, and his hand holding the sword was unstable.

She came back to her senses, this exactly copied wound was simply Lin Ling's method of revenge for hurting her just now.

Lu Chaoyan made a false move left and right, took a few steps back, and said with a cold face as if he was looking at a madman:

"Lin Ling, you actually consumed cultivation to fight against the magic circle? How long can you hold on, these are all people from my Heavenly Dao Sect, and you can't escape at all. ”

Sang Ling's eyes moved from her face to behind her, and it was empty. Ao Wei Zhenren has already left, and it has been so long, the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect on the periphery have not come in to rescue Lu Chaoyan, and it is very likely that they have been stopped outside by Ao Wei Zhenren, or they are all dead.

However, these people are all shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and if they really want to come, they will not be afraid.

Thinking of this, the mirror can be called even more powerful, almost to the level of horror, she is relaxed all around, like a fish in water in the squeeze of almost vacuum, and the swordsmanship in her hand is completed in one go.

She brushed a few times, knocked out the countless spells and magic weapons thrown by Lu Chaoyan, and lowered ten times with one force, and everything under the tip of the sword was broken!

Lu Chaoyan only felt that the cold sweat on her forehead couldn't stop falling, her face was even more defeated, an intuition that was close to death made her even more flustered, and the spirit sword in her hand was full of mistakes and leaks, and she could only resist tiredly, unable to fight back at all.

Sang Ling quickly seized the other party's loophole, and opened Lu Chaoyan's useless counterattack with a sword, and there were four layers of mirror energy left, but Lu Chaoyan had already been abolished by her at this time, and he was not her opponent at all.

But she didn't want to kill the other party directly with a sword, the spirit sword in her hand was as light as flying, fluttering left and right, staying on the opponent's body for a few points, leaving countless wounds, cutting the skin and going deep into the meridians.

Lu Chaoyan's body was trembling, and the small wound on her body was painful at this time, like an ant gnawing at it, and the pain made her want to go crazy.

"Lin Ling, I am a disciple of Xuan Chengzi of the Heavenly Dao Sect, you can't kill me! My master will never let you go! ”

Sang Ling sneered:

"Keep these words for Hades."

She was ruthless and cut off half of the back of Lu Chaoyan's hand, she screamed in pain, hurriedly covered the place, and called people crazy.

"Are they all dead, can't they come back yet! Kill this slut for me! ”

Sang Ling saw that she was crazy and out of control, without any idea to stop her, with a movement in her hand, the sword light slashed fiercely on the other party's face, and the corner of her forehead was cut off at the same position, and the flesh and blood were blurred and the bones were visible.

Lu Chaoyan's voice had turned into a scream.

But no one outside the circle came, and she was the only one in the place.

Sang Ling listened to her curse countless times, and her eyes showed infinite mockery:

"Lu Chaoyan, are you familiar with these wounds? Back then, that puppet was pushed into the family sealing circle by your design, and his cultivation was greatly damaged, his appearance was completely ruined, and he was imprisoned in the nine-story tower, suffering countless times. ”

Lu Chaoyan blinked blankly, and suddenly the past came to his mind, and he completely understood:

"You're that puppet, Sang Ling!"

"It's me."

Sang Ling broke her wrist bone in the last two blows, snatched the spirit sword, clasped her arms with her backhand, and forced her to kneel on the ground.