From the inheritance ceremony to the present, half a year has passed, and the scene he saw in the mirror of his previous life made Ning Yan deduce that Qingxuan Lao Dao was also in this world.

The events that happened in Tang Cheng later also proved this, to say that his greatest wish now is to find Qingxuan Lao Dao, that is, his master.

Now, Ning Yan had already determined that he had come here, not just in the parallel world, especially after listening to Master Chu Tian's talk about the Three Domains, this feeling became stronger and stronger.

However, when the time came, he suddenly lost his mind, but soon became excited.

I thought it would take a lot of effort to find this damn old man, but I didn't expect him to come back by himself, and in an instant, he wanted to directly pounce on Dreamless.

Then he grabbed the old man by the collar and asked him why he had let me come to this ghost world.

Compared with the poverty of the original world, the living environment where he was about to be killed at every turn was even more serious, and he would rather return to the original life of constantly running and working for three meals a day.

In the original world, no matter how poor it was, it was just a hungry stomach, and if you have hands and feet, you may not be able to change to a stable job.

The emotions that have been suppressed for a long time are pouring out at this moment, and they can no longer be suppressed.

The world of cultivating immortals is certainly wonderful and enviable, but behind this envy, it is often accompanied by this cruel blood, which is a kind of cruelty that you can only kill if you don't become stronger.

There was the competition for Taoist temple places, then Mo Qingxia, and then the thrilling encounter in Tang Cheng, as well as the battle with Zhang Qianyu not long ago, including the seemingly glamorous experiences with Sequoia and Li Ziman.

Behind every incident, God knows how much pressure Ning Yan is carrying, this is death, if he hadn't gritted his teeth and held on, it was still a question whether he could survive until now.

And the initiator of all this is Qing Xuan Lao Dao, that damn inheritance ritual changed everything, changed his life, his fate.

The news from Fang Houde, the other party claimed to be his master, except for Qingxuan Lao Dao, there was no one else, and there was no need for others to pretend, after all, he knew only a limited number of people here.

He didn't reply to ask Fang Lao, he was both apprehensive and excited in his heart, politely declined Chu Tianshi's invitation, turned around and left Longhu Mountain.

Summoned the Qingfeng Sword, and went straight to Chuancheng directly, he thought a lot along the way, and was planning how to settle accounts with the old man.

However, as soon as he left Longxing City, he was stopped by a group of people.

A group of people with dull expressions and empty eyes, dressed in simple clothes, each of them had a drastic fluctuation in cultivation, exuding a powerful aura that surrounded Ning Yan.

There are not only human beings, but also demon clans, all of them with fierce faces, there are flying bat spirits, two or three meters long, whirring and fanning the strange wind, revealing white fangs, and blood-red eyes.

There were two-winged men with hands like sickles, shimmering with cold light, dense and hard carapaces, and there were also swarms of rats the size of grinding discs, more than a dozen, appearing on the top of the mountain, with clear eyes, able to spit lightning, and stop in front of them.

A giant python the size of a bucket swam slowly on the ground, its head held high, its triangular eyes were fierce and cold, several zhang long, and it was extremely terrifying.

There is a mountain-like brute bear, roaring like thunder, deafening, not only terrifying power, but also blowing a biting demonic wind, blowing in the face to make people's cheeks hurt.

This is an empty hill, but now it is occupied by all kinds of monsters, the sky and the earth, the mountains and valleys, all kinds of monsters with terrifying breaths, at this moment they have locked their eyes on Ning Yan.

"What the hell?" Ning Yan's expression tensed and was startled.

The group of people in the sky with a dull expression looked unexpectedly a little familiar, by the way, it seems that there are many similar people or demons in the movie monster tale I watched before, and this is also the case.

From Xu Sisi, he learned that these were death row prisoners.

So, these people are also death row inmates?

He thought about it a lot, almost as soon as the two sides met, the attacks came overwhelmingly, the storm swept over, the beam of light was covered, and the sword qi and sword rays flew in all directions, enveloping the place where Ning Yan was in an instant.

"Looking for death!" Ning Yan was furious, his cultivation exploded, the spirit yuan in his body surged, and the spell practice swept out, shattering many attacks.

However, two fists are invincible to four hands, and more and more attacks are overwhelming, and the giant python flicks its giant tail and smashes it, and before it makes a sound, the attack has arrived, exceeding the speed of sound.

The tall brute bear jumped dozens of meters high, waved the bear's paw the size of a fan, and the rat spirit spewed out a densely woven power grid, blocking the surroundings, and the bats in the air emitted sound waves, which could have an impact on the human spirit.

In an instant, Ning Yan fell into a dangerous situation, tired of coping, in a flash of light, avoiding the tail sweeping of the giant python and the killing of the wild bear, but his spirit suffered a heavy blow, and he was in a trance, almost falling from the air.

A group of monks saw the opportunity to pounce, each holding a blade, urging the sword to form a strangulation momentum, although they did not have their own consciousness, but the monk's fighting instinct was still terrifying, flexible and elegant, killing everywhere.

Such a lineup almost makes up for all the shortcomings, not to mention that Ning Yan only cultivates in the middle stage of foundation building, and if he changes a few monks in the late stage of foundation building, he will also hate on the spot.

There was no time to think about why all this happened, there was already a vague guess in Ning Yan's heart, but it was still uncertain.

When it was, he directly burst out with all his strength, and with a "buzz" outside his body, four stars appeared, rising and falling around him, isolating the spell bombardment, including the spiritual impact, and immediately let him stand firm.

Today's stars are even brighter, their breath is misty, and there seems to be a destructive force condensed in the vortex, devouring everything.

Ning Yan stepped on the flying sword, changed his body shape in the air, fluttering and elegant, with a cold expression, and did not directly wave the star, but used the sword to refer to the sword, bursting out the sword qi, and facing the enemy.

Although this catalytic sword qi consumes a lot of Lingyuan, he has no choice now, he can't land, and the ground faintly gives him a feeling of extreme danger, as if there is a great danger waiting for him.

After the previous encounters, now his fighting style has become more and more skillful, forming instincts, and gradually reversing the decline, fighting a group of monks and monsters alone.

He swung his sword qi to shake back the monks around him, raised his hand and opened his five fingers slightly, and shook it in the air, and the power of cultivation burst out, and suddenly wandered on the edge, and the bat monster who was waiting for the opportunity to harass the sound waves let out a terrible scream, and his body exploded, and blood splashed everywhere.

At the same time, he changed his fingers to fists, and directly confronted the brute bear that pounced again, and with a loud bang, the air shook, accompanied by a bone cracking brute bear monster screaming and falling, planting into the hills and making a roar, dust and smoke everywhere.

Immediately after, he urged the sword qi again, and when he turned around, a sword slashed out, and with a snort, red blood swayed, cutting off a tail of the giant python.

A fireball was thrown, and a sea of fire exploded in the group of rat spirits, and the power grid disappeared, and a group of rat spirits hugged their heads and ran away.

The whole process was completed in one go, without the slightest delay, Ning Yan gradually mastered a set of his own fighting methods from the previous hooligan fighting moves, and he was full of experience.