Ancient ruins.

"Whew!"

The sound of breaking wind resounded, and a white light swept through like a meteor, quickly sweeping into the distance.

At the end of that direction, there was a faint noise coming, and a familiar popularity in the scorching sun and sand seemed kind.

Feeling such a change, Xue Ling slowed down and landed on a mountain, looking into the distance.

"Looks like we're close to the center of the Ancient Ruins!"

Xue Ling raised his head, his palm blocking the blazing sun, and at this moment, the scorching sun that seemed to be suspended in the center of this ancient ruin seemed to be not far above.

The sunlight passed through the slightly slender fingers, turning into a spot of light and hitting Xue Ling's face, and his face was slightly dusty. After leaving the valley where Tianjizi and the Ghost Valley scholars were fighting, he came towards the center of the ancient ruins at a gallop.

Seeing that it was not far from the central area, Xue Ling gently exhaled a breath of hot air, and some sweat also appeared on his forehead.

As we got closer and closer to the center of the ancient ruins, the heat of this space seemed to increase exponentially.

"It's so hot from here, if it's in that central area, even a monk in the Dragon Gate realm will be extremely difficult. Non-Taoist monks may have the spare energy to find some opportunities. ”

Xue Ling muttered to himself in his heart, feeling the popularity of those who were gradually becoming lively in the distance, these people must have sensed that it was too dangerous to continue deeper, so they simply searched for the monks on the periphery of this central area.

Among the ancient ruins, there are countless opportunities, and there is still the possibility of great opportunities in these places, and if you are lucky, it will be a huge harvest.

With a movement in his heart, Xue Ling's palm stretched out, and a Xuanhuang rune flashed out, and the light on it was brilliant, and between the mysterious inscriptions, there was a huge fluctuation of mystical power.

Feeling this fluctuation, Xue Ling's heart shook, the Guigu Sect was really miraculous, the real strength of the machine that day was probably only worthy of the Dao, but the runes left behind at the end, the fluctuations on it, made everyone feel a little dangerous.

You must know that today's Xue Ling, in this Nine Heavens World, is already a real top powerhouse, with the Double Nine Heavens Ancient Sword in hand, there are probably very few people in the Vientiane Realm who can fight with him.

"Almost!"

After this way, the remaining mystical power on the Xuanhuang rune was no longer as terrifying to Xue Ling as before, his face instantly surged with urgency, and then with a wave of his palm, he slapped the Xuanhuang rune into his forehead.

A tingling sensation struck, and Xue Ling retracted his mind, only to feel as if his spirit was piercing through the endless fog.

Between the flickering runes, obscure fluctuations swept through his mind, and one picture after another appeared, and some more information suddenly appeared in Xue Ling's mind.

A woman.

Appearing in the vast green peaks, walking along the mountain road, around it, is extremely luxuriant mountain forests, but at this moment, this should be full of green mountains and spaces, but is shrouded in a dark gray color.

A breath that was incompatible with the original space swept by, and those lush vegetation were gradually decaying.

"Where is this?!"

Xue Ling's expression changed, and he suddenly asked a question in his heart, he stared at the figure of the woman who was silently moving forward, his heart trembled slightly, as if he had been struck by someone's hand.

"Netherworld, Netherworld Ancient Forest!"

In Xue Ling's mind, the Xuanhuang runes flickered, and a somewhat hollow voice came out.

Hearing this, Xue Ling's expression changed, and his fists clenched unconsciously, Netherworld, Ye Ling actually went to Netherworld, and this Netherworld Ancient Forest was even more dangerous and unpredictable, and it was a well-known fierce place in the Nine Heavens World.

Of course, what's even more serious is that the current Shadow Demon has made a comeback after enduring countless years, and has occupied the three-day realm of the Nine Heavens World, this Netherworld, like the Thousand Illusion Heaven and the Zixiao Heaven, is the world controlled by the Shadow Demon.

"What does she want to do?!"

Xue Ling was a little puzzled, not knowing why Ye Ling went to the Netherworld.

"The Netherworld Terrace in the Netherworld, the place where the gods and ghosts meet as the world says, there is no space in it, and it runs through the entire world. ”

Runes flickered, and hollow voices echoed.

"Void Space!!"

Xue Ling's expression froze, thinking of something, it was rumored that the shadow demon came from the void space: "Penetrate the entire world?!"

Suddenly, Xue Ling's expression changed drastically, could it be that Ye Ling wanted it?

"No, that void space doesn't say whether the rumors are true or not, just if the Shadow Demon comes from there, it is likely to be the place where the Shadow Demon is in his lair, and Ye Ling is gone, almost dead. ”

In Xue Ling's mind, the picture turned, and the dark platform seemed to be a demon from hell, appearing between heaven and earth, revealing infinite evil energy.

A footstep sounded, a woman stepped up, just about to step on the last step, an extremely terrifying dark force swept over, in an instant, the figure was a "bang", burst open, vanished.

"Ye Ling!"

Xue Ling exclaimed.

At the same time, the Xuanhuang rune flickered, and the luster on it gradually disappeared, and the picture in Xue Ling's mind gradually stopped.

Xue Ling froze in place, he couldn't believe it, he suddenly became afraid, this kind of emotion hadn't appeared in his mind for a long, long time. Even if he once faced the encirclement and suppression of life and death, and faced the endless vicious yin tempered by the heart, he trembled at this moment.

The palpitation was only for a moment, Xue Ling's expression became indifferent, he looked at the center of the ancient ruins, and then turned around, looking into the distance, the palm of his sleeve, slowly clenched.

Immediately, he looked in the direction of the noisy voices in the distance, and his expression changed, as if he had made up his mind.

Then it flew out, like lightning, and the next moment it appeared, already above the range of noisy voices. He looked at the faint figure below, sighed, and bowed his hand slightly.

Then there was no longer any hesitation, on the palm of his hand, the bow of ten thousand deaths appeared, and then the bow was bent and the string was pulled, and a ray of light and arrow opened and condensed with the opening of the bowstring, and at the same time, the storm also roared.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

As the storm roared, Xue Ling bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out three streams of essence blood into the arrow.

"Boom!"

The essence blood entered the arrow, the storm became more ferocious, with Xue Ling as the center, it seemed to form a whirlpool, and a terrifying suction spread out, with him as the center, the suction swept through, and the long wild sand instantly lost its luster.

"Ahh

The storm expanded rapidly, followed by a scream in the distance, and the rich power of the monks was swallowed up, and the monks who were looking for the treasure suddenly became terrified.

"Oh my God! What's that?!"

Someone exclaimed, looking at the sky above, where the terrifying energy gathered and roared, as if it was the eye of the storm, and the surrounding space was frantically converging white energy.

Countless monks fled frantically, but the storm spread and screams rang out, leaving a series of monks with stiff bodies, frightened faces, and unknown life and death.

"Ahh

Xue Ling roared, and the Ten Thousand Death Bow was drawn to the extreme, and at the same time, a primordial spirit flew out from the center of his eyebrows, entering the blood-colored arrow. As the Yuan Shen flew out, Xue Ling's face turned extremely pale in an instant.

His body was shaky.

"The Tao is divided into two instruments, and the universe is two!"

A low roar sounded, Xue Ling let go of his palm, and the blood-colored arrow struck, bringing a ripple-like swirling storm, breaking through the air, and everywhere it passed, it seemed that the space was instantly frozen.

Looking at the arrows that flew out, Xue Ling's pale face, and his tense expression finally relaxed slightly. Then his eyes darkened, and he fell from the sky.

(End of chapter)