At this moment, in a deep canyon tens of thousands of miles away, a large number of demons are wandering. And in the highest mountain peak cave mansion, three black-robed monks were standing in front of a huge mirror, all shocked.

They couldn't speak for a long time, because the illusion emanating from the big mirror showed that their junior brother, that is, the Qingyi King, died tragically at the hands of Chen Xueyan.

"Third child, what do you think of this woman's strength?" asked a bald monk in a deep voice.

They are actually demons, but because changing into monks can improve their cultivation more efficiently, they have maintained this state.

"Not bad, indeed, but he's no match for any of our three brothers. The one-eyed third commented calmly.

Another tall monk with a face full of strange runes stared at the big mirror in front of him, pondered for a while, and then said slowly: "In my opinion, the important thing is not that woman, but the foreign monk who is called Sect Master Lin. His strength can be described as unfathomable, and I can't see through his cultivation even with the Illusory Sky Eye. ”

"Although your Illusory Sky Eye has to be seen in person to get the most accurate situation, this Lin Sect Master can also summon a silver-armored puppet warrior whose strength is still above the Old Fourth Blue Wing King. The One-Eyed Monk recounted his analysis.

The bald monk said in a deep voice, "So, what decision will you make, third child?"

The one-eyed monk was silent for a moment, and said solemnly: "I have always been a person who dares to challenge masters, but in the face of this Lin Sect Master, I am completely unsure. I can say for sure that even if the three of us brothers join forces, we may not be able to beat him. ”

"Then is that the revenge of the fourth child settled?" said the tall monk with runes on his face, a little indignant.

There were still some phantom projections flickering in the large mirror in front of him, which was the tragic death of the Blue Wing King.

The three demons were not only saddened by the death of their junior brother. I feel even more aggrieved. For so many years, almost no one dared to provoke them. However, this time the situation was quite grim, and the foreign monks dared to kill the Blue Wing King among them, and this breath must not be swallowed.

"Two brothers, you go to the place called the Blood Dragon Sect to investigate the situation, and I will go to the Ziyang Broken Intestine Cliff to ask my uncle Fuhu Ming King to come to help in the battle, his old man's strength has reached the late stage of the Fifth Rank Immortal Monarch. And he is good at controlling the fire of the Ming King, and the power is endless. ”

The one-eyed monk gritted his teeth and said, "No matter how much skill that Lin Feng has this time, he will have to die in the fire of King Ming." ”

The cavern was filled with blood, and the three demon-turned monks all raised their evil spirits, they had been in retreat for too long, and they were determined to make a powerful achievement.

The bald monk frowned and said, "As far as I know, the King of Fury Ming has also killed two peerless powerhouses in the early stage of the Six-Rank Immortal Monarch respectively. With such a powerful strength of his old man, is it a bit overkill to ask him to deal with a junior monk Lin Feng? I am afraid that his old man will be unhappy. ”

"Of course, nothing will get in the way. King Fury Ming is my uncle, and when my father died, he was entrusted to take good care of me. As long as I go and plead, Uncle will never refuse. The One-Eyed Monk was sure.

When the plan was decided, they went their separate ways. In fact, in this Thousand Demon Canyon, there are some more powerful demons. The reason why the One-Eyed Monks were reluctant to invite a master in the Thousand Demon Canyon was because they didn't want their companions around them to know, which would damage their reputation to a great extent.

As long as you quickly and quietly avenge this great revenge. Then it will disappear from nowhere, and no one will mention it.

These three demonic monks are quite concerned about face. Therefore, it is quietly acted.

Even after leaving the Thousand Demon Canyon, many demons asked the three of them why they were in a hurry to leave here, they all just smiled lightly and said that they were going to visit an old man.

In the evening of the second day, Lin Feng sat on the top of the back mountain of the Blood Dragon Sect, with a simple and elegant Xing Muqin on his knees.

Chen Xueyan sat silently on the side, often the bright stars in the sky for a while, and then turned her head to stare at Lin Feng.

Everything was so silent. The atmosphere is like this quiet summer night.

With Lin Feng's casual playing, the originally quiet mountain top sounded the sound of a clanging and incomparably clear guqin.

But after a long while, suddenly in the sound of the piano, you can hear a few very subtle trills.

Lin Feng then used his divine sense to transmit the sound and said: "My cultivation in the way of qin sound has reached the point of being close to nature and the surrounding environment. And at this moment there is a subtle trill. It is expected that there are some murderous enemies lurking nearby. ”

"But I didn't feel any murderous aura! I have been in the dungeon of the Heavenly Demon Clan for 10,000 years, and I often perceive murderous aura very clearly. Chen Xueyan said suspiciously.

Lin Feng said: "There will definitely be no mistake, you should concentrate on calming down, don't act rashly, and see how I make this lurking demon visible." ”

Hearing that Lin Feng was so sure, Chen Xueyan also sat closer to keep her mind clear.

Next, Lin Feng's piano sound changed from soft and graceful to complex and sonorous, just like the metal sound of a large number of weapons and armor colliding on an ancient battlefield.

In a short time, you can see the stars in the sky, but there are a lot of snowflakes, just like in the coldest of winters.

The cold wind howled and the goose-feathered snow fell, and soon the ground was frozen up.

This is different from ordinary ice, because the ice and snow are extraordinary, and the cold is so bad that some trees are directly frozen to pieces.

Lin Feng played faster and faster, summoning more heavy snow, and as a result, more solid ice condensed on the ground.

In order to prevent Chen Xueyan from being injured by mistake, Lin Feng summoned a blue shadow sky fire and floated around Chen Xueyan, so that he could effectively resist the cold nearby.

After a stick of incense, the mountain was frozen in ice, but the ice on the ground was more than a foot high.

The piano song that Lin Feng was playing at the moment was "Glacier Night Flying Snow", which was not only to summon Flying Snow, but more importantly, to integrate his sword intent attack into it.

In the void, there are many invisible, what can be called invisible and qualitative sword cyclone slashes, extremely fast, slashing down the surface of the ice, able to ignore the ice.

After a dozen breaths, two screams were heard halfway up the mountain, and then two huge shadows could be seen flying into the air.

Lin Feng smiled lightly: "Can you be unaware of ghosts when you are lurking? Now I want to capture you and clean you up slowly." (To be continued.) )