"Rub-a-"

The twigs scraped the girl's tender cheeks, leaving bloody trails.

The footsteps behind him kept approaching.

The girl didn't dare to turn back, so she could only run with all her might.

She pulled out the pocket pistol in her arms, loaded it, loaded it, and did it in one go.

The majestic mountains in the distance seemed to be close at hand, but she couldn't touch them.

In a trance, she seemed to feel snowflakes floating from the top of the mountain and falling on the tip of her nose, cold but gentle.

Hu Ling lowered her eyes, suddenly stopped, turned around, and pointed her gun at the pursuers behind her.

When she saw the person coming, her pupils were stunned, and her fingers holding the trigger were stiff and unable to move.

A scholar carried a book basket on his back, holding "Three Hundred Tang Poems" in his left hand and a dead branch in his right hand, nodding and smiling at her.

And behind the scholar, it was the two people who chased her all the way from Kunshan City to Kunlun.

At this moment, the two fell to their knees, their eyes wide open, and shallow sword marks could be faintly seen between their necks. The two blinked their dry eyes in disbelief, and the next second, they fell to the ground with a bang.

"Under the poetic and picturesque sword - Kunlun is indisputable. ”

When Hu Ling heard this, her tense nerves relaxed, and all the strength in her body was withdrawn, and she collapsed on the ground.

She fulfilled her mission and spread the news to Kunlun.

"Lu Zhuo is really ......" Baili Wuzheng picked up the unconscious Hu Ling, with a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth, "How can you let a girl risk death to deliver a letter." ”

If Wei Yan hadn't used the star probability theory to calculate that Hu Ling had such a catastrophe, a good girl would have died in this barren mountains and mountains.

I don't know what happened to Ling Xiao and them, but the immortal has already arrived.

"The clouds are rising at the beginning of the day, and the mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings. ”

The scholar sang, and in this vast world, his figure was gloomy.

......

Yuan Ziyi and Ling Xiao fought for only a few rounds, and gradually showed their decline.

He majored in the art of soul dementoring, and it could be said that he had no chance of winning against a powerful soul like a sword spirit.

"What, isn't Ling Xiao's sword unsheathed?" Yuan Ziyi forcibly received a slap from Ling Xiao, in exchange for an opportunity to get close, and injected what the national teacher gave him into Ling Xiao's eyebrows.

Ling Xiao only felt that his eyebrows were pricked by needles, and he subconsciously repelled Yuan Ziyi with his scabbard, looking tyrannical.

"Who is the national teacher in your mouth?" Ling Xiao condescendingly looked at Yuan Ziyi who fell to the ground, this person's muscles and veins were broken, and the profane clothes were also stained red with oozing blood.

Death was approaching, but he laughed.

"I'm just happy. In an immortal holy land like Kunlun, there will also be things like the Demon Sword Spirit......"

Yuan Ziyi avoided talking about Ling Xiao's question, dragging his decadent body and slowly retreating, gradually approaching the rockery.

The blood on his palm touched the hidden formation and disappeared as if the world had evaporated.

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and just as he was about to catch up, he felt that a sword was on his neck.

The sword body is broad and the breath is majestic, as if the mountains and rivers are coming.

Mountains and rivers are not immortal - Li Guichen.

"Li Guichen, what are you doing?" Ling Xiao scolded, holding the sword body of Shanhe in his hand, the blade wrapped in the sword intent cut through her palm, and blood dripped down the sword body to the ground.

Because of the stimulation of blood, a trace of anger flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes.

Li Guichen has murderous intent towards her.

"I'm sorry, Master Ling Xiao. Li Guichen stood tall and retracted the Mountain and River Sword, his expression was unprecedentedly cautious, "In comparison, the Demon Sword Spirit is more serious than the Immortal Temple. ”

"Please go back to Kunlun for trial. ”

......

Many years later, Wei Yan wondered if it was a hundred miles of indisputable that he had sent to pick up Ling Xiao, instead of an immortal who hated demons, wouldn't the situation have developed to this point.

Pity...... The way of heaven is endless, and there is a certain number in the underworld.

Even if Kunlun has star deduction skills, things in the world cannot be as good as they should be.

"Knock-knock-"

The sound of the bell came from Chuyang Mountain, the main peak of Kunlun Mountain, and twenty-four sounds, the entire mountain range echoed for nearly half an hour.

This is a bell that only rings when it comes to the survival of the sect, and it only happened once when the Demon Tribulation officially opened a thousand years ago.

All the disciples of Kunlun had a solemn look on their faces.

Outside the Hall of Eternal Life in Chuyang Mountain.

Ling Xiao stood in the center of the Heaven and Earth Annihilation Array empty-handed, looking at the Kunlun elders with serious expressions around him, his expression was faint.

Maybe it's long overdue.

"Ling Xiao, when did you become a demon?" the admonishing elder did not spirit the immortal asked, holding the sword of inquiry.

The Sword of Inquiry is Kunlun's secret treasure, which cannot kill people, but it can destroy the soul.

The sound was not loud, but it spread throughout the entire Kunlun Mountain Range with magic.

Bai Xiuxiu and the others, who were sitting on the edge of Ink Yang's bed, were quite shocked when they heard Ling Xiao's name.

No wonder the Yunding bell rang twenty-four times, and the person who was supposed to be dealt with was Ling Xiao's senior.

"I don't believe that Ling Xiao's predecessor is a demon sword spirit. The fish cleverly leaned against the pillar with his sword, and his voice was muffled.

Although Ling Xiao's predecessor has a bad temper, does things in an undisciplined manner, and is greedy for money, when danger comes, she will always stand in front of these disciples.

"Senior Brother Shuiyang hasn't woken up yet, we can't let the elders just dispose of Senior Ling Xiao like this. ”

Bai Xiuxiu looked at Mo Yang, who was seriously injured and unconscious, he was still thinking about his master in a half-dream, Bai Xiuxiu clenched her fists, she also believed in Ling Xiao's seniors.

It doesn't matter if she's a demon sword spirit or not.

She will always be their senior.

Li Xuanyuan unexpectedly didn't speak, according to normal times, at this time, he is the one who takes the idea.

......

"You have to ask Bai Shanyue about this. Ling Xiao spread his hands, "Maybe I was a demon sword spirit when I was born." ”

Confess strictly, resist and die.

Although she also did not have the idea of resisting.

Maybe for the Demon Sword Spirit, the best ending is to die with Bai Shanyue in the battle of seals thousands of years ago.

Anyway, he left his name.

"You-" Li Guichen couldn't see Ling Xiao's behavior the most, and even slandered Bai Shanyue's predecessors.

"Okay...... "Baili Wuzheng has an excellent impression of Ling Xiao, if you want to say that he doesn't follow the rules, his reputation is comparable to Ling Xiao's sword spirit, "Brother Li doesn't have to be so serious. ”

"You see that Master Ling Xiao went back to Kunlun with you without resistance to be tried, and he also entered the Heaven and Earth Extermination Array empty-handed, which shows that the demonic nature is not deep......"

The immortal was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

Is she defenseless? It is clear that she has no spiritual power to defeat him......

"Senior Brother Baili, do you want to speak for the Demon Sword Spirit?"

Baili Wuzheng touched his nose, knowing the temper of the immortal, speaking at this time would only make him more angry, so he had to remain silent.

Wei Yan stood in front of the Hall of Eternal Life, looking at Ling Xiao's face that had been the same for five hundred years, and sighed in his heart.

Does Kunlun really want to kill such a woman?

Pity......

With the disgust of the Kyushu faction for the Demon Dao, they will definitely not be able to tolerate the Demon Sword Spirit, and they will not dare to forget the Demon Tribulation thousands of years ago.

It spread to the immortal cultivation realm and the mortal world, lasting for a full two hundred years.

The lives are devastated, and the wails are everywhere. Even the water of the Yangtze River is soaked in blood, and people eat it like purgatory.