Following.

The ghosts and demonic beasts shuttling through the forest to greet the practitioners from all over the world have become commonplace for these people who have been running in the 100,000 mountains all year round.

It's like a livestock in front of one's house, which can be killed and taken at any time. For these demonic beasts, they don't regard it as food for their mouths to invade their own territory that they can endure to survive.

Compared with the usual, today's 100,000 mountains have a group of uninvited guests, they are of different shapes, their clothes are also very different, and the aura exuded by their bodies is also extremely strong.

Among them, there are many disciples and elders of some powerful sects, scattered in various regions, looking for opportunities, and at the same time, they also seem to have some ulterior motives.

100,000 mountains in the east, a mountain stream.

The murmuring of the water, you can clearly see the stones in the water, as well as the reflection of the towering trees, the splashing water, playfully pulling out long lines in the air, and then gathering together, returning to the mother's arms to flow into the distance, a mountain forest stream will be born.

In the corner of the stream, a group of three people sat on different stones, and their bodies were dotted with many criss-crossing sword marks, two of them were a little pale, and the most conspicuous was one of them in a black robe.

"Brother Chen, the sword wound on your left shoulder has passed all night, why hasn't it healed yet, and the muscles on both sides of the wound even show signs of necrosis, it's so weird!"

"The sword in the young man's hand has a scarlet line like blood in the middle, and the killing intent on it is the most terrifying I have ever seen in my life! And the way he looked at me, it was as if he had been locked by a murderous demonic beast!"

"It's a pity that the sixth-order flame dragon's magic core was not only not obtained, but also took the lives of the two brothers. ”

The three of them were the people who besieged Sikong Haoran and Qian Lulu, the man in the black robe was called Cui Chen, the one with thick eyebrows and big eyes on the left was called Chi Lin, and the other fierce-looking man was called Wu Ming.

Cui Chen's eyes were gloomy and fierce, thinking of yesterday's battle, he was extremely angry in his heart, and he was also angry about the current situation of the team, but he was helpless.

Artistic conception, something that anyone can dream of.

The aura on his body overflowed, and then all of it converged. His face was hideous, and the corners of his mouth twitched, because the moment he just released his breath caused a stinging pain in the wound.

When the three of them were indignant about what happened yesterday, thirty meters away from them, a group of people covered in black robes appeared in this mountain stream at some point.

Their black robes had a pair of scarlet eyes on them, and the black-robed man led by them appeared silently in front of the three of them without any movement.

Cui Chen only heard a few sounds of breaking the sky, and then he discovered the existence of these people, and saw that they were unusual, and the black robe on his body seemed to give him a very familiar illusion, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

At first, I didn't take their appearance seriously, but I never expected that they would come this way.

The three of them clenched the swords in their hands tightly and waited for them.

Cui Chen looked at the figure in front of him covered with a black robe, only a pair of extremely indifferent eyes were exposed, he couldn't see through this person's realm, and his body exuded a yin and evil aura, which made him feel very dangerous. "Is there anything wrong with Your Excellency appearing here?"

The black-robed man ignored him, but felt them with his eyes closed

The aura on his body, a circle of yin and evil qi centered on him, shrouded towards the three of them.

"Don't move!" Cui Chen hurriedly stopped the restlessness of the two brothers, looking at the gloomy aura that permeated his surroundings, he looked very worried.

The black-robed man gave him a very strange feeling, Cui Chen didn't have the slightest certainty that he would be able to calmly retreat from his hands, and he would die here.

"Killing intent, it is indeed the breath of the Ancient Killing Domain!" A cold voice came from under the black robe, and he stared closely at the gap in Cui Chen's sword and the location of the wound on his left shoulder.

"You see a long sword with a blood line in the middle, tell me in detail about what you have been wounded, and don't leave anything out, or die." The black-robed man looked at Chi Lin, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and an aura enveloped him.

Chi Lin was completely locked by this breath, his eyes were full of horror, and his body was also involuntarily trembling, and he said a word.

"Ahh

The black-robed man pointed out casually, and a sword qi directly penetrated his thigh, and a blood sword also spurted out, and the terrible screams spread throughout the mountain stream, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

"Your Excellency's action is too cruel to you!"

Cui Chen was shocked, and before he could finish speaking, Chi Lin, who fell to the ground, stared at a pair of eyes in horror, his feet contracted back and forth, and one hand covered his chest, the blood stained his palm red in an instant, and the corners of his mouth kept spilling blood, and then stopped moving.

"If you go like this, he'll be your end. The black-robed man was still standing in his original position, his voice was as cold as before, in his eyes, these three people were just ants that could be killed at will.

"I said, just yesterday at noon, the five of us saw an angry sixth-order flame dragon chasing and killing two people, so we followed. Wu Ming, who looked fierce, saw Chi Lin being killed, and the despair in his heart filled his entire body and mind, spreading rapidly like an out-of-control mudslide, bringing out yesterday, and looking at the black-robed man in front of him in horror.

"What does the boy look like? The black-robed man pondered for a moment and continued to ask.

"My hair was disheveled, like a beggar, and his sword was terrible. Wu Ming retreated step by step, almost falling into the stream, his soul had already been crushed by the black-robed man, as if the person standing in front of him was not a person, but a soul envoy from hell.

"Uhh

The black-robed man's right hand became a claw, and the slightest trace of yin qi condensed into a palm, which pinched Wu Ming's throat, and as the black-robed man's palm was slightly raised, his body was also suspended from the ground in the air.

"You and we have already told the truth, why are you still so aggressive. Cui Chen's eyes were split, and the hatred in his heart was deeper than the sting pain on his left shoulder, but he had to suppress the anger in his heart, because his brother's life could be destroyed at any time.

"I don't want to listen to anymore. As he spoke, the black-robed man raised his hand slightly, and Wu Ming, who was choked by the yin qi, struggled weaker and weaker.

"Let go of him, let go of him, I know more than he knows, I'll tell you all. Cui Chen roared hoarsely, he finally knew what the scarlet skull symbol on the black robe represented, walked to Wu Ming's side, and hugged him on his body.

He was right, and when we saw the young man, he was indeed like a beggar

There was still a smell of burning, but there was a beautiful woman beside him, dressed in a red robe and holding a purple sword. ”

"The last place to disappear is a deep valley twenty miles away from here, and once you get there, you can clearly see a trace of the flames, and we don't know the rest. Cui Chen didn't resist anymore, and told the black-robed man in front of him everything he knew, and even the long sword that had spent half his life savings was thrown aside like a shoe.

The black-robed man withdrew the gloomy aura that permeated the surroundings, he could feel the truth and falsehood of Cui Chen's words, and disappeared in place when he turned around.

"Kill. ”

There were two sounds of breaking the air in the forest, and then, a sword tip passed through Cui Chen's back through his chest, and then something in his chest cavity seemed to burst, "Why?"

The scattered eyes, a few blurred black shadows, with the sound of a few waves crashing on the stones, a few chilling cicadas hissed, returned to tranquility again.

Not long after the black-robed man left, on a towering branch of a mountain stream, a black shadow stopped on it, I don't know if it was just here, or it had already stayed here, the branch trembled slightly, and a voice as thin as a mosquito whispered in the wind, "People of the Demon Sect, hum."

In the four directions of the 100,000 mountains, east, west, north, and south, all men and women between the ages of 14 and 17, whether acting alone or in pairs, were besieged and poisoned to varying degrees, and tragic battles and escapes occurred at every moment.

At this time, two figures walked on the periphery of the 100,000 Great Mountain, one of them had a sallow face, wore a black robe, and held an ordinary stainless steel sword in his hand. The other was dressed in a blue shirt with water stripes, clinging to her delicate concave curves, except for a red mark two fingers wide on his right eye.

These two figures are Sikong Haoran and Qian Lulu, even if this mark hides her flawless face, but since the fusion of the charming artistic conception, her words and deeds are inadvertently charming and moving.

After the two of them broke away from the battle circle yesterday, they hid in a mountain col cave fifteen miles away, and after a night of pranayama, their injuries were healed.

Especially Sikong Haoran, after washing off the dust of his body, the skin on his body became stronger than before, and the body of the marrow washing realm was also improved in this void and desolation, and it was stabilized in the primary peak realm.

The soul of the Flame Fire Dragon was also refined last night, and the second level of the soul duel was only one step away from breaking through again, and this trip to the 100,000 mountains could be described as a lot of gains.

Yesterday, many forces emerged in the 100,000 mountains, and there were even Sword Emperor-level masters among them, asking the two of them to disguise themselves and leave as soon as possible.

Compared to Sikong Haoran's level of disguise, Qian Lulu was obviously much more intelligent, as a person from the Sword Sect's Cloud Shadow Peak Intelligence Department, this disguise was a compulsory course for her.

After coming out of the cave, they did find that there were many cultivators in the 100,000 mountains, more than twice as many as before, so the two of them quickened their pace and headed towards the periphery.

"Senior sister, why do I feel uncomfortable on my face, it was fine just now, it's a little itchy now. ”

"Senior sister, can you teach me to disguise, it's much stronger than grandpa's. ”

"Senior sister, you wait for me. ”

Qian Lulu's footsteps moved slightly, and a very beautiful back disappeared silently, followed by the tireless self-questioning and self-answering.