Sang Ling only felt a chill in her neck for a moment, as if she was being targeted and bitten by a fierce beast!

In the electric light and stone fire, she slammed to the side, and at the same time raised her sword to block, "Zheng" with a loud sound, the two swords one after another, the buzzing sound continued, the sound of the tremor was not endless, it was already a sword light, one after another, and in the blink of an eye, it was already seven moves in a row, and the trick was dangerous.

Sang Ling only felt that the blood in her chest couldn't stop surging, the blood kept flowing out of the corners of her mouth, she had severe pain all over her body, her palms were numb, and the endoscope could be consumed crazily, and it was about to bottom out soon!

But her eyes were very bright, and under the turbulent battle spirit, under the rushing river, the spirit sword in her hand danced faster and faster, almost drawing an afterimage.

Xuan Chengzi was even more frightened, for hundreds of years, after he became the first, no one had ever been able to hold out under him for such a long time. However, enough is enough, too long for this son to stay!

The spirit sword in his hand moved, and only slashed at the top door of Sang Ling. Sang Ling dodged sideways, turned around, pinched the trick with his left hand to cast a spell, and the thunder bead was summoned, and it shot at Xuan Chengzi's back as fast as lightning.

Xuan Chengzi sneered, avoided it, poured aura into his body, and suffered the thunderstorm power of the bead, and swallowed it at will with a fishy mouth. At the same time, the spirit sword in his hand turned around, brushing and brushing three swords in succession, and after three "bang, bang, bang" three times, countless sword winds and domineering forces had already rushed to Sang Ling's body.

Sang Ling immediately turned around, counted a few points under her feet, wanted to dodge in this killing machine, didn't want her figure to be like a flash, the sword wind was as fast as lightning, and in an instant, half of her body was numb, still hit the sword, she stumbled under her feet, the long sword supported the ground, and she actually knelt directly on the ground.

She clenched the sword in her hand and wanted to fight again.

Xuan Chengzi had already put his sword into the sheath and smiled disdainfully:

"You're out of spirit, you're seriously injured, and you still have the strength to fight?"

Sang Ling was suddenly stunned, only to find that she had worked hard for a long time, but her body did not react at all. She looked down and saw that her whole body was scorched black, and there were wounds everywhere, large and small, all over her body, and the half of her body that was numb just now had exploded countless blood holes, and she was gurgling out of flesh and blood, and the meridians were all broken, and the white bones could be seen vaguely.

The meridians are empty, the aura is completely gone, and her mirror energy has been completely exhausted, the mirror of retrospective migration is completely dormant, and she no longer has any power to use.

Xuan Chengzi twisted his beard, smiled slightly, and continued:

"What's on you? This energy has the aura of antiquity, is it a thing of the demon race? Is it that it allows you to change the body of a monk and reincarnate into a demon clan, but you can still use your fingers at the aura like an arm, without restrictions? That's a good thing. ”

There is greed between the words.

Sang Ling's face did not show any emotion, she raised her hand to press the wound that bleeds the most, frowned and pressed it hard, trying to stop the bleeding.

Xuan Chengzi felt even more ridiculous when she saw that she didn't speak, and she was still thinking about stopping the bleeding.

"People who are about to die, do they care about the blood? Answer my question well, and I can leave you a whole corpse. ”

Sang Ling's eyes exuded a faint edge:

"So curious, when I die, you can find it yourself. Why bother asking me about a dying man, who is as noisy as a fly? ”

Xuan Chengzi's face suddenly showed infinite anger:

"Lin Ling! Don't you think that the old man has no way to ask these questions, the precept hall of the Heavenly Dao Sect now has more means, even a dead person can pry open his mouth and say what I want to know! ”

Sang Ling glanced up at him, there was no superfluous panic, but a kind of mockery, this kind of look was like looking at an aunt in the village who couldn't tell the truth:

"Incompetent and manic, if you want to kill, why bother asking. Sure enough, when I'm older, I just talk a lot. ”

Xuan Chengzi was completely enraged, in fact, from the beginning, he regarded Lin Ling as just an outcast of the Heavenly Dao Sect back then, and when he knew that she dared to kill Lu Chaoyan, he had more disdain in addition to anger. It's just that this kind of emotion, in the fight, has become more and more frightened and cautious, in addition to cultivating to a high level, he also found that Lin Ling is now strong and tenacious, and he will not be defeated at all.

Now, when he crushed this woman to the ground, she was beaten without a backhand, but her eyes were still hot and dazzling, and she didn't look like she was half destroyed, and she was not like those losers crying bitterly.

She has completely become a strong person, not only in terms of cultivation, but also psychologically. For thousands of years, he has also slowly understood a truth. Only those who have become psychologically strong will never be defeated except in death.

And the Kunlun Continent has been the survival of the fittest since ancient times, people are tall and demons are light, and the demon clan does not need a strong person.

Xuan Chengzi's face was completely gloomy, and his eyes were like a fierce beast, without any patience, ready to devour his prey.

"You dislike the old man for talking too much, then you can die now!"

He swung out his palm, and a thunderous hum erupted in the air, and in an instant, Sang Ling's figure was completely engulfed by that palm wind.

With a "dang bang", the spirit sword fell to the ground!

The figure without support was already on its knees and crawled on the ground, and large strands of blood spit out as if they didn't want money.

Xuan Chengzi smiled calmly, and then increased the strength of the palm wind by seven points, and heard the woman's scream, obviously she had supported it to the extreme.

At this time, Sang Ling only felt that her eyes were becoming more and more blurred, the sharp pain in her body penetrated deep into the bone marrow, the sound of broken bones in her ears was endless, and her body was already unconscious.

She only felt that the force in her body was still pressing down, as if she was going to press this body into the yellow sand of the sky and crush it into bloody mud before stopping.

It's like a torture --

But in the midst of this extreme torture, she slowly saw a light emerge from under her, and the light was so brilliant that it flowed slowly into a charm and wrapped around her body.

One lap, two laps, and then more.

In the dust stirred up by Xuan Chengzi's palm wind, it was carried out in secret.

Soon, when she felt that her spine was about to break if she couldn't bear the power of Xuan Chengzi, she heard a "buzz"!

The magic circle under him was completely activated, and a huge suction force came from the light, and with a "bang", the yellow sand shook open.

She only felt a flower in front of her, and the special dizziness of the teleportation circle swept through her body, and it had already taken her away in an instant.

When Xuan Chengzi found out that something was wrong, there was only an afterimage left in the same place.

His eyes were about to burst out of his palm, and he slammed into the spell on the ground. I didn't want to, but I hit the yellow sand and got empty.

The runes disappeared, and there was only yellow sand left all over the ground, and there was no more the woman who was seriously injured and was about to die.

"Bang!"

The palm wind appeared again, and struck at that place fiercely.

Xuan Chengzi gritted his teeth with hatred:

"Shaft! The ever-bright light is there, you think you can run! ”

With a wave of his sleeve, a lamp-like runic light jumped out of his sleeve, and he pinched the trick to cast a spell, mobilizing his breath to lock, only to see that the wick flickered a few times, and finally went out.

He couldn't believe it, and tried three more times, but it was all the same result.

Between heaven and earth, there is no more Lin Ling's breath?

But the ever-bright light is still there, which means that this woman is not dead, so where did she flee?

The news that Lu Chaoyan died in the hands of the Demon Ancestor was generally spread in the Kunlun Continent, and everyone was surprised-

"Why is this person so bold, Lu Chaoyan, that is a senior disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect, a beloved disciple of Xuan Chengzi, how dare she kill it?"

"Demon Ancestor! She's a demon ancestor. Following the death of Treading Snow hundreds of years ago, this is another demon ancestor of the demon clan. The crimes of the Heavenly Dao Sect are obvious, why don't you dare to kill them? ”

A doctor dressed in plain clothes disdained to speak out when he heard the words.

The few people who were talking about it were all disciples of a medium-sized family in Zezhou, and they were lazy in the afternoon and didn't want to cultivate, so they found a medical hall in the family to spend some time, but they didn't expect this medical cultivator, who had always been taciturn, to speak like this, and immediately stopped him.

"Shhhh That is the Heavenly Dao Sect, no matter how it is, it is the number one sect in the cultivation realm, and now although the truce in Zhongzhou is allowed, I see that it will not be long before we people still have to make peace with the Heavenly Dao Sect, and we will not fight again. ”

The other is ignorant:

"I fought so hard before, why do we need to stop fighting? Xuan Chengzi is now grieving, Xie Hanzhou only takes care of the affairs of the sect and does not participate in anything else, this is not a good time. ”

"Stupid!"

An older disciple hated that iron could not become steel: "On weekdays, I tell you to practice more and think less, and when you speak, it makes people want to laugh." ”

Everyone next to him couldn't help laughing, and the medical cultivator was standing far away at the desk, bowing his head to sort out the medicinal materials, and what he said just now seemed to be just unintentional words, and the rest were no longer involved.

Everyone also knows that he doesn't care about the world, let alone a temperament that doesn't talk much, and usually likes to drill here, and many words do not avoid him, and he goes on to say it on his own:

"In the battle of Zhongzhou, no one wants to fight, and now the three-way draw is going its own way, and if you don't cross the thunder pool, these families in Zezhou will naturally not participate anymore. Besides, the entire Heavenly Dao Sect only wants to find the traces of the Demon Ancestor now, where is there any intention to fight. ”

"But did you notice anything?"

"What is it?"

The tip of the doctor's ear moved, and the action of putting the medicinal herbs was paused.

Everyone else in the room stared at the disciple who was about to hang his appetite, and no one noticed the abnormality of the medical cultivation.

The disciple hung for a while, and when he saw that everyone was in a hurry, he slowly lowered his voice and whispered:

"Lu Chaoyan is dead, why doesn't the Heavenly Dao Sect mourn? Now, it's been more than half a month. ”

As soon as these words came out, the room was shocked.

The medicinal herbs in the hands of the medical cultivators were pinched off, and they were hidden in their sleeves in an instant, and no one noticed.

In winter, the sky quickly darkened, and when it was still unitary, the night was already completely dark, and the news that happened in the pharmacy during the day was quickly summarized and passed on.

Da Mao received the news in the middle of the night, he called Hanging Mo, his face was heavy:

"But there's still news, where did Your Excellency go?"

The truce in Zhongzhou, the Heavenly Dao Sect wantonly searched and arrested, and Da Mao led a small group of demons to hurry back to the Bishan Fog Forest. At the same time, additional manpower was sent to secretly search for the whereabouts of the Venerable, and at the same time keep an eye on the medical repair hall, if someone bought a large amount of medicine, it must be hidden in the Venerable.

But several investigations in a row found nothing, which also made his heart slowly burn.

"After the first war in Guazhou, there was no news."

Hanging Mo replied in the affirmative, his voice was deep, his face was cold and silent, and there was a killing intent in his eyes that was forced by forbearance.

The Heavenly Dao Sect deceived people too much, not only did they want to kill the Venerable, but they were also wantonly searching for the demon clan, the methods were cruel, and they killed them when they saw it, and they were simply deliberately forcing their demon clan to make a move and forcing the Venerable to appear.

Da Mao sat firmly in the fog forest of the mountain, and the rest could only be handed over to him to do, the corps was in hand, he dispatched the interception, and after several battles, he had secretly saved several surviving demon clans, and had a lot of confrontations with the Heavenly Dao Sect, and they hated each other very much.

As soon as the door moved, it was Ah Ran who came over with tea in person. He is now in charge of the internal affairs of the Bishan Fog Forest, and he has taught and dispatched elixir medical cultivation, and he is already resolute and mature.

When he heard the news, he came directly, stopped the tea tray in the green waist's hand, and brought it in person.

It's just that the atmosphere in the room is stagnant, and I know that this news is not good.

He frowned, put the tea tray down, and said with some concern:

"Now, what's the bad news?"

Hanging Mo didn't speak with a sullen face, but Da Mao took the tea and poured it down, and said:

"The Zezhou family seems to have unified their minds and will no longer go to war. The Heavenly Dao Sect is not mourning, and Lu Chaoyan does not seem to be dead. ”

It's two specious news, but the content of the message is definitely scary.

Ah Ran's face froze, he had no idea at all, and subconsciously thought of his superiority.

"If so, Your Excellency, he will tell us what to do."