The topography of the Northern Regions is very complex.

Some places are wastelands, some places are sandy, there are hills, and even further north, there is a prairie with many tribes on it.

In the past, it was the rise of the steppe tribes, following the example of Middle-earth, and sweeping the 800 tribes in the northern regions.

Here, it is a deep mountain and old forest.

The mountains and forests appear dense, and there are quite a lot of birds and beasts in them, and there is no lack of spirits and monsters, which are quite fierce.

Su Tingfa's ship came to this point, and it was mighty, so that many fierce spirits and monsters, jackals, tigers and leopards, couldn't help but tremble, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

And Su Ting stood on top of the Dharma boat, looking down, and the heavenly eye in his forehead was falling at the bottom of the previous mountain peak.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a monk leaning on him, extremely weak and on the verge of death.

There are also many spirits and monsters around, pulled by his qi, waiting for the opportunity.

It's just that this monk has a very high Taoism, and even though he is on the verge of dying, he still has a breath that spreads, shocking the monsters and spirits of all parties.

Maybe after he dies, when the breath dissipates, these spirits and monsters dare to come forward and eat the body of this Buddhist monk, and they can also benefit from it and gain cultivation.

"Tut-tut, it's really miserable to fall into this fate. ”

At this moment, a voice came, sighing slightly, and said: "I thought that your identity was revealed, you defected, and you would enter the Demon Sect, be listed as an elder, and even replace the Prison Demon Knife, and be among the top ten demon lords, but if you fall here, it seems that you are just waiting for death." ”

The voice seemed young and familiar.

Mingxin reluctantly raised his head and looked ahead.

I saw a young man coming in front of me, walking slowly, frowning slightly.

"Elder Su......"

Mingxin smiled bitterly, affecting the injury, and his breath was a little weaker.

Su Ting didn't respond, just quietly looked at the middle-aged monk leaning on the hillside.

This monk has good facial features and a gentle demeanor, but there are blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and his breath is already extremely weak.

The white monk's robe was already half stained with blood, and it looked very desolate.

——

On the French ship.

Out of caution to avoid the spread of the fighting method, Su Ting let the elf and the others stay on the magic ship.

This is a magic ship with a price compared to the immortal treasure, which is extremely extraordinary, unless the three major demon venerables, or the demon sect master Su Guan'er comes in person, otherwise, it is the first demon lord who makes a full effort, and for a while, he will not be able to penetrate this magic ship.

On the Dharma boat, Su Yuefeng and Jing'er stood on the edge, looked down, and also saw the white-robed monk lying on the hillside, covered in blood.

"Is this the demon monk?"

The attack on Huanhua Pavilion was the news from this demon monk.

After the Demon Sect learned of the whereabouts of Huanhua Pavilion's trip, he laid out a demon array, led by the Hell Demon Knife, and four old demons at the level of half-immortals, carrying the disciples of the Demon Sect, intercepted and killed them halfway, so that the contemporary disciples of Huanhua Pavilion were almost destroyed.

Although with the help of the elves, the elders of the Cloud Palace and the others had a chance to breathe and opened a way for the disciples to live, but afterwards, the demon sect disciples continued to chase and kill.

Huanhua Pavilion is still suffering heavy losses.

The source of the news, the cause of everything, lies in the demon monk below.

Jing'er clenched her teeth, full of hatred.

Su Yuefeng also had a complicated expression, thinking of the senior sisters, her heart was heavy.

The elf glanced at it, touched its little chin, and muttered in his heart, "It doesn't seem to have any demonic energy...... Looking at his appearance, he looks like he has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and he doesn't look like the gloomy and hideous of ordinary demons...... Is this what it means to be invisible?"

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Between the mountains and forests.

But I saw that the mountain wind was blowing, the twigs were swaying, and the blades of grass were slanting.

Su Ting folded his hands behind his back and looked at the monk who was now listed as a demon monk by the righteous path and tried his best to hunt down and kill, without saying a word.

Monk Mingxin was lying there, half of his body was stained with blood, his breathing was weak, and he didn't even seem to have the strength to stand up.

"Elder Su is so capable. ”

Monk Mingxin smiled bitterly and said: "The aftermath of the fighting method spread for thousands of miles, I thought it was a bitter battle, but I didn't think that in a short time, I defeated the great enemy, and I also found the location of the poor monk." ”

He looked at Su Ting, there were still blood stains on the corners of his mouth, but his lips were as white as paper, without blood, trembling slightly, and sighed: "The fighting method is so skillful, it deserves the name of the invincible god monarch...... It's just that the poor monk can be found, and it seems that Elder Su is also quite knowledgeable about the method of tracing. ”

Su Ting said slowly: "I haven't learned any methods of divination, nor have I had any experience in finding traces, but I just passed by the front and beheaded a demon, and found that this demon seems to have been rescued by you from the disciples of the Righteous Path." Before killing him, Su asked and learned that you fell here, so I came here to take a look......"

Speaking of this, Su Ting was a little different, and said: "I thought that you had already left, but most of this time was in vain, but I didn't expect that you were so seriously injured that you were in a near-death situation." ”

"Ashamed ......"

Mingxin's expression was slightly gloomy, but he also said: "The poor monk saw that he was young, and the cultivation of the demon path was not too high, so he thought that he could use Buddhism to transform it and return to the right path. ”

After finishing speaking, he looked a little grateful, and said: "Although this demon is young, but if he escapes, I am afraid that it will endanger the world, fortunately, Elder Su made a move, otherwise if he runs away to do evil, it will be the sin of the poor monk, and this evil obstacle must be carried on the poor monk's body...... Now that Elder Su has made a move, the poor monk is grateful, but he is so seriously injured that it is difficult to salute. ”

"Eradicate all evil. ”

Su Ting said: "Su has never killed the enemy, but many people like you, with good intentions and unwilling to kill, but inevitably some negligence, were fled by evil people, causing disaster in all directions and creating many evil obstacles. ”

Mingxin said in a low voice: "Heaven has the virtue of a good life, that is, the extremely vicious people, who are under the hell, and there are also Xuan Ce Archmages who are tempered and disciplined to be good...... Even if it is evil, it is also a living being. ”

Su Ting shook his head, and didn't argue with him, but said, "These things, wait until you go down to the underworld, and then think about it." Now that your life is about to die, what are your last words?"

Mingxin was silent for a moment and said, "The poor monk is not a demon. ”

Su Ting's eyes were slightly condensed, and he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Mingxin said in a low voice: "Although the poor monk's Dharma attainments have some achievements, he is not a Buddha after all, he has no idea of emptiness, he does not want to be infamous after death, and he does not want the Western Soil Buddhism to have his reputation damaged because of the poor monk's mistakes." ”

He sighed, looked at Su Ting, and said, "The poor monk has never practiced demonic skills, and he has never fallen into the demonic path. ”

Su Ting paused for a moment and said, "The whereabouts of Huanhua Pavilion were leaked from you?"

Mingxin's expression was gloomy, and he nodded and said, "It's the poor monk's negligence." ”

Su Ting vaguely thought of something, sighed, and said, "You can tell me all the secrets of this matter." ”