The Dust Realm, a world filled with aura, is at the center of the known world.

Mirage, Hades, and Demon City, the three realms surround the Dust Realm.

Among them, the Dust Circle is in the center, the Mirage is in the west, the Hell surrounds the Dust Circle in the north and east, and the Demon City is in the south of the Dust Circle.

It can be said that the Mortal Realm is the land of four wars.

The mirage is the territory of the demon race, the underworld is the territory of the demon race, the demon city is the territory of the demon race, and the dust world is mainly the territory of the human race.

Why is it that the other three realms are only the sphere of influence of one race, while in the Mortal Realm, the human race can only be regarded as the main ruler?

In hell, there are many ghosts, and there are many ghosts, and there are many wise people.

And low-level ghosts are rarely intelligent, only high-level ghosts have good intelligence, and the more high-level ghosts, their intelligence can be as good as people, so all those who are hellish sages are high-level ghosts.

Nowadays, it is the high-level ghosts who rule the hell, and the high-level ghosts are very few compared to the low-level ghosts, and it is not easy to give birth to a high-level ghost among the ten thousand low-level ghosts.

Low-level ghosts tend to have low intelligence, often unable to obey the orders of higher-level ghosts, and often collide with higher-level ghosts.

The consequence of the collision between low-level ghosts and high-level ghosts is often the death of countless low-level ghosts, but fortunately, there are countless low-level ghosts in the underworld that can be driven, otherwise the underworld will be destroyed by the rest of the forces long ago.

It can be said that the combat power of the Underworld is insufficient, and the defense of the land is more than enough, relying on the strong garrison, the Underworld often invades the Dust Realm, bringing countless corpses and mountains of blood to the Dust Realm.

Mirage, this place is full of illusions, if you accidentally step into it, perhaps, when you come out again, you will be a hundred years old, perhaps, you will never be able to get out.

The mirage is a place that gives people hope and despair, where you can get everything you want in your dreams with impunity!

Now occupying the mirage is the demons, a murderous race.

This tribe is born with an ugly appearance, a brutal and bloodthirsty personality, and its desire to attack people is extremely strong, and the number of incursions into the Dust Universe is the first among the other worlds, and the disasters brought to the Dust Universe are even more angry and resentful.

Demon City, as the name suggests, is the power of the demon clan, although this world has a lot of conflicts with the dust, and there are occasional attacks, but more often it is to join hands with the dusty world to resist the invasion of the mirage and the underworld.

There are many kinds of demon clans in the demon city, and that's not all, and there are also heirs born of intermarriage between the two demon clans, because the heirs born to the shemale and shemale clans have the advantages of the shemale and demon clans, and they can often occupy a place in the demon clan.

With this relationship, today's Chenhuan and the demon market can be said to be interconnected, and the connection is getting closer and closer.

Even so, the people of Chenhuan and the Demon City also have occasional disputes, attacking each other, although the scale is not large, but it is causing dissatisfaction among the people of the two realms.

The people of the two realms also don't like each other, if it weren't for the common good, maybe one day they would have turned over the chessboard.

There are people in the Dusty Realm, there are also demons and monsters, there are foreign demons and monsters, and there are also demons and monsters who already live in the Dusty World, but it is still people who occupy absolute domination, and the human race is the most numerous and the strongest.

The local demons and monsters are also like the foreign demons and monsters, their appearance is no different, the only difference is that the local demons and monsters are more adaptable to the earthly life and are better at hiding.

Today, a generation of hidden masters Ling Xing traveled alone, and his people came to Tianmang Mountain.

At this time, it is already the third pole of the sun, and the Tianmang Mountain at this moment is clean and clear, and the Tianshan Mountain is silent.

Tianmang Mountain is a famous holy mountain, its majestic independence from the world, has long been listed as a forbidden place by the great power, the reason is that this mountain is full of abnormal spiritual energy, it is rare in the world, and it may be the birthplace of the human race.

However, Ling Xing had already learned from the records of ancient classics that the reason why the spiritual energy in this place was overflowing was simply that there was a dark spiritual spring flowing through its ground, and its spiritual power overflowed.

All those who are in the position of great power have their hearts yearning for the upper realm, and the more profound their deeds, the more they can understand the difficulties of breaking through the upper realm, so the great power at that time sent the cultivation ground to this place full of spiritual energy and quiet, in order to break through with peace of mind.

Ling Xing was on the edge of a cliff in Tianmang Mountain at the moment, and his person was immovable, like a stone statue.

He was about thirty years old, about eight feet long, dressed in a simple cyan coat, with a folding fan closed in his hand and placed in front of him.

At this moment, he was smiling and looking into the distance, as if he wanted to find something, but in the end, he stood with his hands in his hands, and sighed: "Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not roar and walk slowly." Bamboo canes and mango shoes are lighter than horses, and a cloud of smoke and rain is in his life. ”

Just as Ling Xing's poetry was flourishing, his person heard the cry for help from the bottom of the mountain with his keen hearing.

A trace of helplessness flashed on his face and said: "There are many troubles in the world, and there are many troubles in the world, and today, I have to enter the disgusting rivers and lakes again, alas!" After speaking, the other person has already come to the place where he just heard the sound.

Coming to the place where the voice was spoken, Ling Xing found that the three demon clans were chasing a woman, and they were laughing at the woman's humility and embarrassment.

The three demon clans also discovered Ling Xing, but the three of them did not put Ling Xing in their eyes, but ignored Ling Xing's existence, and continued to laugh at the embarrassed woman who ran away as if they had not seen it.

Ling Xing's eyes first glanced at the three demon clans, and then skipped over and looked at the woman, only to see that every step the woman took, there would be a large blood mark on the ground, and the woman walked slower and slower, her pace was disordered, and she was obviously seriously injured.

Seeing that the people of the same clan were being bullied like this, Ling Xing was furious in his heart, and he flashed, and he had already crossed the demon clan and came to the woman.

"Who are you? Yaxing, who dared to disturb the uncle!, report your name!" the three demon clans asked sharply.

Ling Xing had not heard what they had said, and he looked at the woman with concern, only to see that there was a huge hole in the woman's abdomen, and blood was gurgling out of it.

Now the woman's face was pale and staggering, and the oil had run out.

After she saw the people of the same clan opposite, she didn't care whether they agreed or not, and used all her strength to mourn to the people in front of her: "I have a son, named Wang Chengyan, who was taken away by their companions, please save my child!"

As soon as the words fell, the woman had no skills to return to heaven, and finally fell.

Ling Xing hurriedly went over to support the woman, and the blood of the woman who fell into Ling Xing's arms soaked him.

"Tell me, where are you from that you dare to meddle with our Lord Lieutenant?" Another demon clan asked.

Ling Xing held back his anger and looked at the three demon clans, one with a dog's head, one with a leopard's head, and one with a pig's head, and the person who spoke just now was the demon clan with a pig's head.

Ling Xing said calmly: "Shan Ye Villager, I don't have enough to worry about, dare to ask you, is it convenient to tell that woman where the child is now?"

"Look for death! Nobody, let you know that the kid has been favored by our Lord Captain, and he will be honored to be our Lord Captain's meal tonight, our Lord Captain had the best bite of this, okay, I'll send you on your way right away!" said the kobold-man demon clan.

After the three demon clans were about two zhang away from Ling Xing, they quickly surrounded Ling Xing, they also knew that Ling Xing had a way, but they couldn't find out the details, out of caution, the three of them went together.

Ling Xing gently put the woman's body on the ground, and solemnly said to the woman: "Madam, you and I met in Pingshui, but you trust me so much, rest assured, I will definitely protect your son." ”

"Despicable Terran, death is on the verge of death, what nonsense are you talking about, die!" the leopard-headed human demon clan said, and then, the three of them moved their hands at the same time.

The three of them used their natal supernatural powers at the same time, intending to annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop, but Ling Xing's methods were really unexpected.

Ling Xing raised his hand holding the folding fan, just gently unfolded the folding fan, which blocked the attack of the three of them, and came first, gently waving the folding fan.

The three of them flew upside down like arrows, and in the process of flying upside down, they were already seriously injured, and blood continued to spill from their mouths.

Injured to such an extent, the three of them didn't know that they had met a master, and after the three of them landed, they glanced at each other and fled in three directions.

Ling Xing shook the folding fan to fan himself at this time, and his face was calm at the moment, but in the end he sighed: "Why bother?"

After a quarter of an hour, I saw that the three demon clans who had run away before had fallen back on their own, and the three of them were reluctant on their faces, but they were also helpless.

When they came to Ling Xing, they all kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Seniors spare their lives! Seniors spare their lives! I know it's wrong!"

Ling Xing didn't look at them, he still said calmly, "Let me ask you, where did the woman's child go?"

"The boy was taken away by our companion Lionheart and headed south. The kobold demon clan rushed back first.

"Oh, is that really the case?" Ling Xing asked with a slight anger on his face.

"Senior Mingjian, what he said just now was a lie, the child was taken north by a lion. The pig-headed human demon clan replied.

"Pig demon, don't hurt me!" the kobold man scolded, but the pig demon didn't care.

"Do you have anything to say?" This time, Ling Xing asked about the leopard demon.

"I don't have anything to say, if you die, you die, if you want to kill, you kill, give me a good time!" said the leopard demon stiffly.

"I wanted to give you a good time, but you yourself choose not to let yourself be happy, then you can't blame me, now, I will search for your soul, I don't believe that I can't hear the news!" Ling Xing said ruthlessly.

"Don't! Don't!" Hearing the word "soul searching", the faces of the three demon clans suddenly changed dramatically and said, indeed, soul searching is too vicious in the cultivation realm.

Ling Xing ignored the three people's begging for mercy, and at the same time searched the souls of the three people, and the three of them floated in the air, their eyes were blank, their mouths were foaming, and their bodies were constantly twitching.

After searching the soul, Ling Xing said to himself: "It seems that this captain is not small, but it doesn't matter, whoever doesn't provoke me, I won't provoke him, whoever makes me disgusted, I will make him repent, if he doesn't want to repent, then he can only go to hell to repent!"

As soon as the words fell, Ling Xing raised his hand and waved, and the three demon clans in front of him had already turned into ashes, and they didn't even have time to make a sound.

After Ling Xing put the woman's body into the Qiankun bag, he sped away westward.

Du Wei, that is just the official name of a small leader of the demon clan, but Ling Xing said that this little leader is not small.

The poems recited by Ling Xing in the book are from Su Shi's "Fixing the Storm and Mo Listening to the Sound of the Forest Hitting the Leaves"