In the inn, there were more than a dozen tables and dozens of people, and there was already a large table of good wine and food, and the cultivators would not settle for themselves in food, clothing, housing, and transportation.

It's just that I don't know why, after Zhu Minglang said this, everyone couldn't eat or drink, and looked at each other in front of the wine and food table one by one......

When Zhu Minglang arrived at the guest room, Bai Qin'an's condition would be better than Wen Mengru's, after Wen Mengru lay down, he didn't know whether he was asleep or scared to death, in short, he felt a little unconscious.

Sure enough, it was just a strong support not to let himself fall, and it was by virtue of a survival instinct.

Bai Qin'an kept repeating one sentence, that is, to return to the mountain and ask Master Meng.

It seems that in her consciousness, only Master Meng can bring her a sense of security in this world.

What could it be that could cause the minds of the two female sword cultivators to collapse like this?

"Senior Bai, are you better?" Zhu Minglang walked over and looked at Bai Qin'an, who was sitting on the bench with his eyes still blank.

She was not wearing a veil at this time, but her face was haggard, and she could not see any blood.

"Zhu Minglang, have you sent the message back, has Master Meng received it?" Bai Qin'an asked.

"I have preached the faith, and I have told you what is going on. Just now I heard some people who escaped from Guanglin City say that the Guangshan Purple Sect Forest was destroyed, is this true?" Zhu Minglang said very slowly.

The moment she spit out these words, Bai Qin'an's pupils were dilating, fear filled her cheeks, her whole person trembled uneasily, and sweat seeped out from her pale skin.

"Zizong Lin has been trampled in, it is a fairy ghost, it is a mountain fairy ghost, we ...... We saw the mountain immortals and ghosts, and the people in the main hall were all dead, and Elder Feng was also dead......" Bai Qin'an said a little incoherently.

Dead, a lot of people died.

Bai Qin'an kept repeating the names of those who had died, those who enjoyed some fame among the four major sects, but none of them survived under the arm of the mountain immortals.

Those purple dragons with superior bloodlines and natural immortal divine power were pinched to death by the mountain fairy ghosts like loaches and worms.

The vast mountains are so big, but they can't withstand the impact of the mountain fairies and ghosts several times, the night and the earth, the mountain fairies and ghosts stand in it, which makes the heaven and the earth seem a little narrow!

That's not a living creature at all, it's a god and a demon!

"Mountain fairy ghosts?"

Zhu Minglang groaned.

Not long ago, he killed a so-called river fairy ghost, Zhu Minglang thought that the strength of other fairy ghosts should be almost the same, and it was indeed a rather terrifying existence among demons, but he never thought that the river fairy ghost and the forest fairy ghost were only the weakest of the fairy ghosts.

The Earth Immortal Ghost once killed a master-level supreme martial arts master.

And the mountain fairy ghost, it trampled on the Guangshan Purple Sect Forest last night!!

Guangshan Zizong Forest is a branch of Zizong Forest in this land, but it also has a history of thousands of years, is in charge of the order of more than 20 countries, and is the most authoritative force in this land.

As a result, he was directly crushed by the mountain fairy ghosts, and the masters inside were slaughtered, and the survivors were just lucky.

Zhu Minglang didn't expect that the immortal ghost would be at such a level, if it weren't for the dragon king beside him, he probably turned around and ran away.

Zhu Minglang came here to find a few 10,000-year-old monsters with the help of the Demon Sealing Order, so that his Tiansha Dragon King could fill his stomach, who knew that such a big event would happen.

A branch of Zizonglin was destroyed, and presumably Zizonglin in the imperial capital would send someone over.

Many powerhouses in the imperial capital are estimated to rush here as soon as possible, and God knows where a creature like a mountain fairy ghost will appear next time?

Wherever it appears, it's a human tragedy!

......

Zhu Minglang didn't go far, the Heavenly Demon Dragon wanted to fill his stomach after all.

Immortals and ghosts appeared, and some 10,000-year-old Holy Spirit actions were also rampant, and Zhu Minglang had captured the footprints of a 10,000-year-old Holy Spirit during his stay at the post station for a few days.

The mountain immortal ghost has disappeared without a trace, its actions have spread throughout these twenty countries, hundreds of millions of people live in the shadow of this mountain immortal ghost, and the panic is even more wanton infection, even those cultivators who claim to be the power sect are uneasy.

Finally, some of the heads of the four major sects arrived, including some of the strongest figures in the imperial capital, and they also began to look for traces of mountain immortals and ghosts.

These days, Zhu Minglang mainly hunts river fairies and ghosts.

The cultivation of river fairy ghosts is more than 10,000 years, and different river fairy ghosts, cultivation is not the same, Zhu Minglang is chasing the 10,000-year holy spirit at this time, it is possible that he has practiced for more than 13,000 years.

The Heavenly Demon Dragon King needed this kind of Holy Spirit blood for food, and although he knew that there were even more terrifying immortals and ghosts here, he had to feed the Heavenly Demon Dragon King first.

The traces of immortals and ghosts are all intermittent, and Zhu Minglang can't be too anxious, and the so-called tracking is actually more about waiting for them to appear next time.

Immortals and ghosts hid in rivers, forests, and the earth, and the great supernatural powers could not find them.

As a hunter, Zhu Minglang is also very patient, he plans to go back to the inn first, recuperate, judging from his tracking these days, the thirteen,000-year-old Holy Spirit he is looking for will soon appear!

When he arrived at the inn, Zhu Minglang went to visit Wen Mengru and Bai Qin'an.

There were others in the room, a man and a woman, the man was richly dressed and noble, and he had all the accessories, including an ornamented sword around his waist, although he was not a swordsman......

The woman was dressed plainly and coldly, her hair was arrogantly coiled, only tied with a hairpin with the simplest pattern, her cheeks were white and delicate, her Danfeng eyes were danfeng, and she was holding a long sword that looked a little old and ancient.

"Thanks, please rest well. The man seemed to finish his questioning, saluted, and then turned to leave.

When the two were about to leave, they saw Zhu Minglang at the door.

The gorgeously dressed man seemed to be a little surprised, looking at Zhu Minglang.

And the cold and arrogant woman also looked at him, her eyes shaking slightly.

"Zhu Minglang?" the woman said first.

On the side, Pu Shiming opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but in the end he just maintained a polite smile and stood aside.

"Aunt Snowmark. Zhu Minglang was also very surprised, the person who came turned out to be Zhu Xueji.

Did the Imperial Capital send her to investigate the mountain fairy ghosts??

But aren't they the orderlies of the land of Lichuan?

Zhu Xueji's breath has obviously changed from the last time we met.

Wrong......

At the beginning, her cultivation was not high enough, and she didn't notice the aura she was hiding.

It turned out that she had already crossed that threshold.

If it weren't for the fact that she now also has a king-level dragon, which has indirectly improved her insight ability, she would not have been able to detect her hidden cultivation.

No wonder the Imperial Capital sent her.

Her sword realm itself is transcendent, and now her cultivation has also reached the king level, and her strength is even more terrifying!