Waiting for the photographer to step into the tattered courtyard that he finally inquired about, he was facing Chang Ling's stunned eyes.

He also subconsciously took a few steps back for a while, and his face was still more surprised than ridiculed.

"Fu Ning?" asked Seyu.

After Chang Ling responded lightly, he hurriedly lifted the dust and beams on his body, and the whole person slowly stood still in the dust.

She was convinced that there was no redness on her dusty face.

It's embarrassing.

But the embarrassment didn't last long, and she raised her eyes to meet Seyu's gaze unceremoniously.

"I don't know what happened when my predecessor came here?" Chang Ling asked.

Although she didn't know Reyu's intentions, there was no murderous aura in this person, and since he didn't want to come and kill her, there was nothing that he couldn't negotiate.

Hearing Chang Ling's words, Jiang Ying next to him instantly widened his glasses.

Even Chang Ling needed to shout 'senior', but the man in black in front of him turned out to be a Jindan Realm monk?

He remembered that the only time he saw a Jindan Realm monk was the ancestor of the Yang family in Wucheng, so high-minded......

He involuntarily took a step back.

He hastily stopped when he sensed his intentions.

Just now, he actually wanted to retreat behind Chang Ling.

How could he retreat behind her?

Jiang Ying lowered his head and stood silently aside.

The atmosphere between Seyou and Chang Ling was not so tense.

He took a few steps forward rather casually, raised his hand and fanned it in front of him with great disgust, as if he wanted to fan off the dust that had already fallen on the ground.

"You live in this place, it's really shabby, alas, your place was not very good before, you righteous monks, are you all so hard-working?"

Chang Ling ignored these complacent words.

"When you come to me, aren't you afraid that those people in Yuanhuamen will be suspicious?" Although you are here to 'help' them, but in this entire gathering place, who doesn't hate you to the bone?" Chang Ling said unceremoniously.

She really couldn't understand the moody master in front of her, at least now that they were in Yuanzhou, she still hoped that he could weigh it well.

You waved his hand indifferently: "Anyway, Yuanhuamen has said it, as long as I don't do it, I can choose the house in this gathering place, envy it?"

Chang Ling supports the forehead.

When she came to her, she naturally wouldn't hide it from the others, and if he left the people from the Yuanhua Gate to investigate after a while, she didn't think that her clumsy disguise could be worth the close contact between them.

"Wasn't it my surprise to see you, the last time we met...... It's hundreds of thousands of miles away from here, my father, as a Yuanying Realm monk, came to this Yuanzhou at full speed......" Seyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he met his gaze, Chang Ling couldn't help but shudder.

At this moment, she was extremely soberly aware that the person in front of her was a cruel and bloodthirsty demon cultivator who had killed countless people.

Extremely strong, Jindan Realm Demon Cultivator.

"I wanted to go to your place and have a good chat with you, but now, how unwelcoming I am, even the house has collapsed. His tone changed, and he had that cynical smile on his face again.

It seems to be just an ordinary wandering child.

Chang Ling was silent for a long time, and then slowly spoke, "Let's go out and talk." ”

Seyu regretfully pointed to the jade pendant pinned to his waist, which was shining with a bright red light.

"My father is looking for me. ”

"Now, do you want to come with me?" asked Seyu.

Chang Ling was stunned, and said with a wry smile: "Can I refuse?"

"Of course, we're friends. Seyu said with a laugh.

"Little Fu Ning, wait for me, I'll come again. ”

As soon as the words fell, the figure of the whole person gradually faded, and soon turned into a black mist, and disappeared as soon as the wind blew.

After the photographer left, Chang Ling sat down on the ground.

It wasn't a simple conversation just now, and the consciousness of the person was eager to turn her up and down and check it out.

If there is substantial coercion, it also makes Chang Ling suffer all the time.

Jindan Realm......

............

Over there, Seyu soon came to the side of the Heavenly Demon Lord.

This demon lord was as painful as an eyeball for his only son, but now, his face was also grim and tight.

"Where have you been?" he asked coldly.

"I've gone to the gathering place, and some of the little girls in the righteous monks look like water spirits......"

The Heavenly Demon Lord stood up violently and slapped him on the head.

"You haven't looked for a woman to have a child in Youzhou for so long, I'm dying and haven't hugged my grandson, and now I'm coming? How can those rigid righteous female cultivators be tempting by witches? If you want to go, you have to go to a place like Hehuan Sect." The Sky Slayer Demon Lord's voice grew quieter and quieter, and at the end he sighed softly.

"Set, now we are under the fence, the demon clan appears in Youzhou, I have no way to take him, I can only take you here, bow your head in front of Yuanhua Gate, let's try not to cause trouble." ”

Reyu nodded firmly.

They didn't have a good time in Yuanhuamen.

Everyone looked at them with disgust and a hint of awe in their eyes.

Send people under the fence, heh, send people under the fence.

The Heavenly Demon Lord was reluctant to scold his son, and after persuading him for a few words, he let him out.

Standing at the door, feeling the cool evening breeze, he was suddenly a little dazed.

How did things come to this?

Obviously, they were still fighting over the ownership of the Holy City just now, and in the blink of an eye, the entire Holy City was gone.

Even he didn't know if he could see tomorrow's sun when he opened his eyes.

This unprecedented sense of powerlessness also made Seyu's thirst for power reach unprecedented heights.

This little young master, who once boasted of being happy all his life, finally began to race against time to operate his spiritual power.

............

For the next few days, Chang Ling didn't receive any more disturbances from Seyu, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.

Time flew by, and soon it was time for all the monks to gather and practice the great array.

Coincidentally, when Chang Ling rushed over, she happened to fly over her head.

He glanced at him, and continued to gallop forward. happy

Chang Ling has actually been hesitating these days, whether he should tell the Regency and the Heavenly Killing Demon Lord the true effect of this Yuanhua Gate's great array.

After all, their cultivation is relatively high, so they may really be able to find some turning point.

But first, she didn't think of any suitable reason to explain the source, and second, she naturally wanted to ask Luoyue's opinion about this kind of thing.

These days, I didn't receive any response to what I said with the falling moon.

There was no time for Chang Ling to ponder any longer, and the intense drill soon began again.

The effect of this big array seems to be stronger than last time.

With the operation of the formation, Chang Ling only felt that the essence blood in her body was also constantly vibrating, as if as long as the strength was stronger, this essence blood would be sucked out of her body.

If the strength of the formation continued to increase like this in the future, there would be no need to wait until September 15, and the monks here would have been drained long ago.

However, the subtleties of this Nine Heavens Demon Punishment Great Array, even Chang Ling, who is not proficient in the formation, can also experience it a little when he is in the big array, maybe if he practices a few more times, his formation will also make a lot of progress.

This good news did not make Chang Ling happy.

Day after day.

With the passage of time, the despair brought by 'death' gradually faded in Chang Ling's heart.

You still have to live the life in front of you, don't you?

With the drills in the formation again and again, even if Chang Ling's physique and spirit far exceeded ordinary people, he gradually couldn't stand it.

The cultivation speed of some monks was no longer able to support the 'needs' of the great array, and it was only at this time that everyone discovered the strangeness of everything.

As long as you don't come to the relevant place at the specified time, your heart meridians and even your soul will feel a sharp pain like tearing.

There were also people whose essence and blood were exhausted, and they really couldn't catch up with the place of the drill, and then they were in their own residence, and instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist, and they couldn't leave even a single fragment of their souls.

There were also monks who kept going to Yuanhuamen to ask for an explanation, but before they could get an answer, some people disappeared in front of everyone because they missed the time for the drill.

An atmosphere of despair continued to spread throughout the gathering place.

In the first few months, he would come to chat with Chang Ling from time to time, but now he is completely gone.

Chang Ling occasionally walked to the street, looking at the chaos, and could only sigh softly in his heart.

In the face of the established death, many of these righteous monks who 'believe' in etiquette and righteousness all day long have torn off their hypocritical masks, and once these so-called righteous monks become wanton, they are even more terrifying than the demons in Youzhou and Erzhou.

The disciples of Yuanhua Sect, not only would they not send people to supervise, but they had already hidden far away one by one.

No one wants to come and deal with a madman.

Or a madman who hates them to the bone.

What broke the solemn but crazy atmosphere of this gathering place was a sword light that pierced the sky.

The rumored truly powerful power or earth-shattering moves will ignore distance.

Just like the people of the Tianxuan Continent, no matter how far away they are, they can clearly see the figure of the demon clan, if they are willing to stop and take a closer look, they will definitely be able to see his terrifying face clearly.

And at this moment, everyone looked at this sharp sword light, and it was as if they were passing in front of them.

And this sword light was aimed at the figure of the demon clan.

Suddenly, Chang Ling Zhihai's falling moon opened his eyes suddenly, and a pair of eyes looked at the sword light fixedly, and he couldn't see the joy and anger on his face for a while.

Chang Ling was also a little stunned.

The aura of this sword light was a little too familiar to her, except for the terrifying coercion.

It comes from the same origin as the Sword Sutra, and the aura on it is very similar to the star danger that only has a 'one-sided relationship' with her.

Her spirit subconsciously looked at the falling moon in the sea of consciousness, but she felt the dull aura on his body, but she couldn't say anything.

She looked up and looked at the sword light carefully.

The next moment, the eyes of all those who stopped and stared in this heaven and earth widened.

This sword light looked straight at the demon who was still struggling.

'Whew'.

A huge body fell from the sky.

This piece of the demon clan that went to great lengths to drill into the Heavenly Xuan Realm was directly cut down.

And behind this sword light, the tearing hole in the sky is rapidly closing.

Countless blue-black liquids dripped down.

Every drop contains a tremendous amount of energy.

Even if they weren't directly below the 'black rain' dripping, Chang Ling and the others couldn't help but shrink a little.

I don't know how long it took, waiting for everyone to look at the empty and complete sky, there was still a strong sense of unreality.

Is this the end of this crisis, which has clouded the hearts of countless people?

A moment later, layers of cries rang out from across the gathering place.

Everyone guessed that their essence blood was extracted, it should really be to kill this demon clan, and now that the demon clan has fallen, can they finally be freed.

But Chang Ling's brows were still frowning.

The sound of the falling moon sounded in her ears very clearly.

He said that the power of the Heavenly Dao oath has not disappeared.

Chang Ling walked out of the courtyard and found that the prohibition on the edge of the gathering place still existed.

As early as two or three months ago, Yuanhua Gate was also very annoyed by these monks here, and the monks of Yuanying Realm directly set a ban here, and only opened it briefly when necessary, they were already in a state of imprisonment.

If Yuanhuamen, as the head of the Righteous Dao Sect, really wants to 'face' and maintain his status and image, he should lift the Heavenly Dao Oath on them and lift the ban as soon as possible after the demon clan is 'cut off'.

Haosheng explained that with some oppression and a little compensation, presumably these monks would not make trouble again in the future.

But neither.

Luo Yue sighed softly and said, "Chang Ling, Yuanhua Gate may not be able to control this Heavenly Dao Oath. ”

With their ability, even if they knew that method, they could only make a vow unilaterally to the greatest extent, but there was no way to cancel it.

After all, the Heavenly Dao of the Heavenly Xuan Realm is very polite.

Luoyue thought about the negotiations between herself and Tiandao Xiao'er these days, and her face couldn't help but turn cold.

Chang Ling felt that he had finally collapsed completely at this moment.

She had faintly hoped for it before, Luoyue said, in fact, there is still a way to deal with the demon race, if the demon race is exterminated before this formation takes effect, is it that they don't have to give a life.

But it still doesn't work.

Chang Ling suddenly felt the urge to cry.

She hadn't shed a tear in a long, long time.

She finally cried unceremoniously like a teenage girl when she was suffering from difficulties and setbacks.