Those black insects in the past had been burned clean by Chang Ling's companion with several extremely strong fire techniques at once, but now the number of black insects far exceeded the previous ones, and they flew above everyone's heads.

Chang Ling, who had closed his five senses, couldn't feel it, but the rest of the people felt that their eyes were constantly blurring because of the roar of these black insects.

They hurriedly closed their five senses, but their faces were ugly and tight.

The most difficult thing about these black insects is not their roar, they have a small black needle on their tail, which is extremely hard, and I don't know if there are any special toxins or effects, anyway, it is not difficult to pierce people's flesh violently while people are not paying attention.

The man in the green shirt wanted to signal the man to use the fire method again, but found that both of them had already closed their five senses, and rashly used their divine sense to communicate, which was a great offense to the monk.

Chang Ling, who had the power of the previous fire law, was also so clear that he couldn't force this person to use it all the time.

The best way to deal with this kind of evil thing is to use the Divine Soul Attack.

Chang Ling reached into the hood behind him and tugged Abi's big furry tail.

Ah Bi knew her intentions, and screamed a few times in dissatisfaction, it also knew that Chang Ling had closed his five senses, so he had to use his divine sense to transmit the sound while complaining about her, while poking his head out from behind Chang Ling, a pair of turquoise eyes staring at these black insects tightly.

They haven't opened their spiritual intelligence, and they can't even be called the most basic demon beasts, more precisely, they should be puppets of these evil cultivation systems, they don't have souls themselves, but they have the soul marks of their masters.

Ah Bi successfully found the imprints, and followed the imprints to directly lock the souls of the two evil cultivators.

The monks who had done good deeds and corrected the path had their humanoid souls clear and clear, while the souls of these two evil cultivators were shrouded in black mist, and their bodies were covered in a lifeless black.

Abi didn't do anything, just casually pinched a fantasy in front of their eyes.

The evil cultivator who was already adhering to the 'do what he wants' instantly turned red.

The moment their minds fell into the illusion, the roar of the black bugs stopped, and they flew in the air a few more times by inertia, and then fell to the ground one by one.

Without the support of their master's soul, they can't even maintain their flight.

When Abi's illusion came, Chang Ling slashed towards the two with the sword in his hand.

Unhindered by the sword light of the Abyss Sacrifice Sword, it easily slashed through their necks, and black, fishy blood splattered out.

At the last moment of their lives, their consciousness finally broke free from Abi's illusion, and they watched their corpse slide silently.

Like the people they used to torture and kill so easily.

All of this happened very quickly, and after everyone reacted, there was only Chang Ling with a long sword and two fallen corpses in front of him.

"These two people are both mid-grade in the Concentration Realm, give me ten medium-grade spirit stones, and it will be regarded as helping you fight with others before. The monk who was originally in the same direction as Chang Ling spoke.

The other two did not look good, but seeing that he had already opened his mouth, he had to nod.

They didn't know what happened to those black worms, and what kind of accident happened to the two evil cultivators in front of them, Chang Ling picked up the leak faster than their hands, so there was no way.

Chang Ling still had some spirit stones on his body, and he took them out of the storage magic weapon and handed them to the three people in front of him.

Then she bent down, and the Yuan Sacrifice Sword slashed open the chests of the two people, and the essence blood on the heart and mouth all dripped into Chang Ling's token, and after the golden name of 'Chang Ling' flashed twice, everything returned to calm.

Seventy medium-grade spirit stones have arrived.

Chang Ling struggled to keep the corners of his mouth from curling.

At the end of this battle, Chang Ling had no interest in the magic weapons left by this evil cultivator, and if he touched the corpse, he took some spirit stones, and the rest were divided by the few people in front of him.

The vast majority of righteous path monks are not allowed to use evil things at will, and there are many examples in history of falling into the demon path after using the 'magic sword', and they have to hand over these things back to the family.

In addition to the demon punishment action, every year on the mainland, there are countless battles with demon cultivators, although there is no sect of demon cultivators, but many inheritance paths are still the same, study more demon methods, and there will be more ways to deal with them in the future.

The faces of the people who got some magic weapons softened a little, and the man in the turquoise robe spoke: "I'm Lin Junhua, thank you." ”

Chang Ling smiled and waved his hand.

"After dealing with it here, why don't we go together and take care of each other, I don't know who this fellow Daoist is?" Lin Junhua looked at the monk who had used the fire method before.

All things are mutually reinforcing each other, and when dealing with yin and evil things, the fire law and thunder method are the most effective.

"Yuanhuamen, Wang Biru. He spoke softly.

Without a law name, he must be just an outer disciple in Yuanhuamen, so it's no wonder he appears here.

"Hehuan Sect, Su Yujin. ”

Suddenly, Wang Biru, Su Yujin, and Lin Junhua all had a sense of sympathy for the people who had fallen from the end of the world.

Chang Ling, who had just wanted to introduce himself, held back his words again.

There is such a loose cultivator in this team, and they should know it.

Sure enough, no one asked Chang Ling's name and origin.

The four of them didn't say anything more, and they all stepped on their magic weapons and continued to walk towards the mountain.

Now that the Yuan Sacrifice Sword had been revealed, Chang Ling simply didn't hide anything anymore and stood up directly.

"Lingbao, no wonder you dare to come to Youzhou, don't be careless with a Lingbao. Lin Junhua just glanced at the Yuan Sacrifice Sword, and his eyes turned away.

Although Lingbao is not so common, it is not extremely precious to them, and this time they promised the family to come to Youzhou, and everyone got such a piece.

If the elders in the family take care of one or two, there will only be more good things on their bodies.

The four of them carefully searched and walked forward, and the road was quite smooth, not only did the evil cultivators not see it, but they didn't even encounter any puppets, formations, and the like.

"By the way, the previous fight between us and those two was huge, and the spiritual power fluctuations were enough for those people to find out, they didn't rush to help, could it be because they didn't want to come. After walking for a while, Chang Ling spoke.

However, it is also understandable to come to help, after all, they are a temporary team, and it will not be too sad for anyone to die unfortunately.

But after walking for so long, they still didn't notice it, and as they continued to go up, the distance between the few lines would only get closer and closer.