Chapter 566: Song

Bald Mountain.

Nangong Zhu, Zheng Maocai, and Yan Michang waited here early, and they also witnessed a battle that suddenly broke out in the distance.

When they saw the figures in the demon wind easily killing the three foundation building powerhouses, the faces of the three couldn't help but be wonderful.

Seeing Ling Xiao falling lightly, Nangong Zhu immediately stepped forward and asked, "Ling Xiao, what happened, who are those people?" ”

"What a ferocious evil spirit, it must be an evil cultivator!"

Zheng Yan's faces were even more unsightly, slightly pale.

Killing the three foundation building monks in an instant, the strength of the demon wind and his people has reached a terrifying and terrifying realm!

They thought to themselves that if they faced the demon wind by themselves, they would definitely not have the slightest power to resist.

At this moment, a cold glance came from the demon wind, and the evil gaze seemed to be clearly fixed on the human heart, which made Zheng and Yan break out in a cold sweat for no reason.

Could it be Brother Jindan?

Nangong Zhu's face was also slightly gloomy, and his right palm was clenched, and he was vigilant.

Fortunately, the demon wind didn't make any moves, only glanced at it and then withdrew its gaze, but the demon wind rolled up, intercepted the three cold corpses in mid-air, and then disappeared into the dense forest.

It wasn't until this demonic wind disappeared that Ling Xiao pretended to look around in surprise and said, "What are you talking about, how can there be any evil qi and evil cultivation, you are hallucinating in broad daylight, right?" ”

Zheng Maocai's hanging heart just let go, and he suddenly asked angrily: "You didn't see the battle just now?" ”

"There was a fight just now? It's mana fluctuations, I thought there were demon beasts doing evil below, so I didn't care. ”

Ling Xiao shrugged.

Zheng Yan and the others were very angry.

When people kill people behind your back, you don't react at all, how slow are you?

The two of them didn't bother to talk to Ling Xiao anymore, but instead glanced at Nangong Zhu, and that look revealed deep doubts about Ling Xiao's strength.

But Nangong Zhu didn't answer, just stared at Ling Xiao suspiciously.

With Ling Xiao's strength, how could he not detect the battle that was close in front of him?

This guy must have something to hide from himself!

"Aren't you going yet?" Ling Xiao yawned and asked.

Leave.

Ling Xiao leaned back slightly, and took back the dark fox by the illusion of the Thousand Longevity Silver Needle.

In the storage bags of the three foundation building monks, they couldn't see their identities, and their net worth was just average, about 50,000 spirit stones.

"It's a lucrative deal."

Ling Xiao smiled in his heart.

He was thinking about whether he would show more money in the future and lead those ill-intentioned guys into the trap.

But soon, he dismissed the idea.

If you provoke Brother Jindan, it will be a lot of fun.

It's better not to take that risk.

He chased after him, raised his hand to summon the small sampan, and did not mind taking the four of them on a ride.

The speed of the small sampan was much faster than that of ordinary magic weapons, and the feet of the four of them accelerated all at once.

"Ling Xiao, your magic weapon is good!"

Nangong Zhu looked at the small sampan and said with a smile.

Zheng Yan and the others couldn't help but be a little envious.

Everyone has a rush magic weapon, but the small sampan is undoubtedly the top one, after all, even Xu Fu, who was a Jindan monk back then, was reluctant to throw it away.

"Average."

Ling Xiao replied casually, most of his attention was on the Cave Heaven Blessed Land.

At this moment, the uncultivated wasteland of the Cave Heaven and Blessed Land is full of demonic energy, vaguely mixed with ghostly cries.

Half a day.

The rolling demonic qi slowly converged, and it was all returned to the short banner in the hands of the dark fox.

He slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, the sleeves of his robe brushed over, the short flags were gray and glowing, and six gray shadows were spit out, condensed in front of him.

He smiled.

"Finally, the sixth one has been refined."

The short banner magic treasure, a total of ten ghost things, was broken by Ling Xiao with a talisman back then, and it has not recovered so far.

"Take your time, just feed it anyway."

The Dark Fox put away the magic treasure, sat down, took out a magic yuan stone, and began to refine the demon qi.

……

Three days later.

Fu Yanguo, a suburb of Beijing.

A streamer of light crossed the blue sky, and after a sudden flash, it split into four smaller light and shadows, which shot towards a certain mountain forest.

"You're not wrong with your information, are you? The three-tailed demon fox dared to wander near the capital of Fuyan Kingdom, could it be that it didn't want to die? Nangong Zhu asked.

"There's no going wrong."

Zheng Maocai swore that he didn't know where he got the information.

The four of them landed in the mountains and forests, looking at it from afar, the capital was only a few dozen miles, and at the end of the plain, the outline of the noble giant city could be vaguely seen.

At the feet of the Son of Heaven.

At the foot of Jindan!

The three major Jindan monks of Fuyan Kingdom are said to be in retreat in the capital.

The three-tailed demon fox dares to move around here, could it be that he is too long?

"Let's go, it's here, I'll go to the capital later!"

Zheng Maocai couldn't wait to urge.

The four of them swept away and rushed into the depths of the mountains and forests surrounded by deep clouds and mist.

Dayan Mountain Range, stretching for hundreds of miles, has always been a place where monsters are entrenched, and in a sense, it is also the back garden of the capital of Fuyan Kingdom, and countless monster materials flow into the capital from here every year.

The price is the lives of countless demon beast hunters.

Ling Xiao and the others had no intention of alarming others, and when they entered the mountain, they spontaneously restrained their breath and seemed to be slowly moving towards the destination marked on the map.

Flying over more than ten miles, the clouds and fog in front of me were deeper and more misty, and the moisture on the face soaked the placket of the clothes, bringing a trace of coolness.

Here, it is already in the depths of the Dayan Mountain Range, and the people who are entrenched here are all second-order demon beasts, all of which are extremely ferocious and extremely aggressive.

After flying for half an hour, there was a sudden roar in front of him, and a demon beast attacked.

It is undoubtedly looking for death.

With a wave of Nangong Zhu's big sword, he instantly split this unlucky guy in half.

"Phew, not even the Demon Pill!"

The second-order early demon beast, before even the demon pill was condensed, it died in a daze at the hands of the female tyrannosaurus.

"Alright, let's keep going."

Ling Xiao said lightly.

For some reason, after entering the Dayan Mountain Range, the aura on Ling Xiao's body inexplicably became a little oppressive, like a murderous blade that could be unsheathed at any time, and his words were mixed with the meaning of a beak that could not be ignored.

Zheng Yan and the others were secretly frightened, but they were also a little disdainful, thinking that Ling Xiao loved to pretend and be in the limelight.

I hope you kid will meet the three-tailed demon fox later, don't be scared of the fart!

The two snorted secretly, without saying a word, and led the team forward.

Descend the light and walk forward.

Everyone restrained their breath.

Judging from the map, the place where the three-tailed demon fox is entrenched is less than five miles away from here.

The one with the best aura convergence is Ling Xiao.

He put on the fox demon mask, and with Huang Tingjing, the breath of the whole person became nothing, as if hidden in the clouds.

A few hundred meters further on.

Suddenly, the crowd heard a melodious singing sound like a silver bell.

"What is the night tonight, in the middle of the boat?"

"What day is it today, I have to be in the same boat with the prince?"

"Shame is good, not shame."

"The heart is troubled but not endless, the prince of gain."

"The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart says that you don't know ......"

The song is like a murmuring stream in the forest, gentle and sweet, and as smooth as silk, and every byte seems to tell a story, gently plucking the heartstrings and making people intoxicated.

Ling Xiao and the others suddenly stopped.