"Little tree, if it's dangerous, it's up to you!"

[No problem! 】

Receiving Xiaoshu's answer without hesitation, Ling Xiao made up his mind.

At the beginning, Xiaoshu was able to suppress Dong Qingran in the middle of Jindan for a short time, and his strength was far stronger than Ling Xiao's, with its backing, plus Ling Xiao's own strength was close to Jindan's, and the safety was indeed enough to guarantee.

He put on the magic weapon again, and then sacrificed the light and rushed towards the Dayan Mountain Range.

Previously, the evil treasure had not come out, and the danger was unknown, Ling Xiao had always stood still, but now that he saw the scene of Jin Dan fighting for the evil treasure, the danger was greatly reduced, and he also had the idea of fishing in troubled waters.

Of course, not to touch Jindan.

It's the person who touches the Jindan.

Those four Jindan powerhouses in blood robes, Ling Xiao recognized their identities at a glance - the Red Cloth Sect!

The cardinals are all good people.

The four Cardinal Sect Jin Dan would never come alone, and would definitely bring their subordinates.

Ling Xiao was going to touch them.

Into the mountains and forests.

Ling Xiao was extremely familiar with the route, and he flew all the way past countless monks who were cautiously advancing in the dense forest, and flew like a rampage towards the valley in front of him.

In an area of more than 6,000 meters behind him, the Dark Fox followed suit.

Just a few minutes later, Ling Xiao once again returned to the valley where he had fought bloodily.

The scene in the valley was even more terrible now than it had been before he left, with all the flowers and trees destroyed, the earth cracking like cobwebs, and the hot magma being summoned from the depths of the earth, rolling through the cracks, and even overflowing the ground.

The whole valley was glowing red, and it was so hot that it looked like a steaming cage.

And in the cage drawer, at this moment, there are hundreds of retreats of light chaotic and intertwined, colorful magic divine light pouring vertically and horizontally, the sound of whistling and roaring endlessly, constantly extinguishing the light, falling from the sky, and being swallowed up by the scorching magma.

Ling Xiao looked at it for a while, and his gaze suddenly locked on the dozen or so balls of blood light that were shooting out and circling in midair.

These blood rays emitted a strong evil spirit pressure, and although the brightness was far inferior to the one that the Eight Great Golden Pills were fighting for, it was still not clear what was inside.

There is no doubt that these blood lights are also evil treasures!

A gleam flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, and his gaze swept over the field, the dozens of obvious blood-robed existences, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This change in the mountains is most likely caused by the Red Cloth Sect.

These people are simply lawless, and they actually made a fuss all over the mountain and monsters fleeing in a hurry, almost causing misery to the lives under the mountain!

They must be punished!

Ling Xiao's figure flickered, and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

At this moment, the red-clothed sect members in the valley were in groups of seven, fighting for the blood light that had escaped, and the scattered cultivators tried their best, but they could only barely stop it.

But I don't know how much blood has fallen into the hands of these people at this moment?

Ling Xiao decided to find the answer on his own.

On the side of a red-clothed squad, Ling Xiao's figure appeared ghostly, and in the red light, the fox mask on his face was funny and evil, as if he was making a silent mockery towards the world.

"Who?!"

The red-clad team was alert and startled.

Ling Xiao appeared without warning, and their divine sense had no prior sense!

What answered them was a sword light as white as snow.

In a flash, a red-clothed sect member immediately covered his neck, extinguished the light, and fell from a high altitude, but the storage bag on his waist was copied into Ling Xiao's hand at some point.

"Look for death!"

"You're going to pay for it!"

The red-clothed cultist next to him was furious, discarding the red light in front of him, and turned his head to kill Ling Xiao.

So far, they have relied on the strength of the crowd, rampant in the valley, and regarded the monks present as ants, who expected that at this moment, a short-eyed person would dare to take the initiative to provoke them?

He must be made to pay!

Otherwise, wouldn't it be upside down?

With such thoughts, they slaughtered Ling Xiao viciously, and then ran to death with such thoughts.

Ling Xiao didn't mean a word of nonsense, his body was as pretentious as a dragon, he was extremely strong and crossed the red-clothed sect members, his hand raised and fell, and he simply slashed the remaining five red-clothed sect members into the air, and then chased straight after the blood light in front of him.

The extremely fast explosive power of the stinging step made him close to the blood light in the blink of an eye.

[I'm coming!] 】

Xiao Shu said loudly, and a cloud of turquoise water gushed out from Ling Xiao's palm, enveloping the blood light and pulling it back violently.

Ling Xiao immediately took out a box, packed the blood light, and sealed it with several balls of spiritual light.

After doing this, he didn't stop for the slightest, and pounced on another red-clothed squad chasing blood.

As usual, the hand rises and falls.

In the valley, it was as if death had descended, mercilessly harvesting life, and the sound of magma "gurgling" was like the heartbeat of death, abrupt and cold.

After destroying another red-clothed squad and grabbing the blood, Ling Xiao was finally noticed by more people.

The monks retreated in terror for fear that they too would become dead souls under the sword.

The red-clothed team present was furious and rushed towards him.

"Kill him!"

A red-clothed cultist snapped.

Before the words fell, Ling Xiao's figure flickered, and he appeared in front of him like a ghost, and without warning, the jade embroidery knife slashed through a stunning white light, cutting through his chest.

The hot beating heart is gone.

"Why do you want to speak?"

Ling Xiao sighed, grabbed this heart, and pinched it hard!

Bang.

There was a muffled sound, and blood juice splattered, spilling on Ling Xiao's body and mask.

The painted picture of the fox grinned gloomily, as if it had seduced the soul and wanted to ask for his life.

Why do you want to speak?

Heaven and earth were silent.

Only Ling Xiao's sword was like a dragon, and in an instant, he cut the throats of the five red-clothed sect members.

Blood was spilled and smoke came out of the magma.

Ling Xiao hung one storage bag after another on his waist, arrogantly showing off his booty, his eyes as cold as a snake, staring in all directions.

Everyone was silent under this gaze, subconsciously turning their heads away, not daring to look at them, and their hearts were like a monstrous wave, which was difficult to calm down!

How could it be, such a terrible guy?

When did Fu Yanguo come to such a terrible guy?!

Ling Xiao rushed towards a ball of blood light again!

Everywhere they passed, the monks dodged one after another, and even the red-clothed cultists present were afraid that they would not be able to avoid them and no longer be arrogant before.

Strength is the best deterrent.

Ling Xiao accepted a ball of blood light without hindrance, and his heart felt something, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl.

The whistling sound pierced through the clouds without stopping, and there was a faint thunder and harmony.

Today, he breaks the shackles of his state of mind again!

At this point, from the great consummation of the foundation building realm, only a smooth road remains.

With a long roar, Ling Xiao stood proudly in the air, his eyes again, looking at the red light that was fleeing from the scene.

Without any further delay, his body swept out like a demon, wrapped in a whirlwind of coercion, sweeping the audience!

Invincible, no one dares to stop.

Accompanied by a few corpses of the Cardinal Sect that couldn't dodge, Ling Xiao flipped his palm and pocketed all the remaining blood light.

Ling Xiao was still not satisfied, his gaze turned, and he fell lightly towards the red-clothed sect members who were constantly gathering.

"My hand hurts, my typing hurts, I only have one chapter today, I'll make it up in two days."