At night, the streets are brightly lit.

Ling Feng and Ren Yuyao had something to eat at the restaurant, and they had just gone out and were about to leave Xuanwu Town.

At this time, a young man in a green shirt came to meet him, with a smile on his face, it was Ren Tianxing.

Ling Feng smiled: "Senior Brother Ren is here to find Senior Sister Ren?"

Ren Tianxing shook his head and said, "I'm here to find Senior Brother Lin!"

Ling Feng's expression was slightly stunned, and he immediately said, "In that case, let's go inside and talk!"

Immediately, the three of them came to the restaurant again and booked a separate private room.

At this time, Ren Tianxing said: "I came this time mainly for the affairs of Tianhe Immortal Mansion, there are many dangers in the Immortal Mansion, I hope Senior Brother Lin can form an alliance with me, and in case of crisis, support each other." How?"

Ling Feng smiled: "This is natural!"

The forbidden laws in the Immortal Mansion are strict and there are many crises, and many trusted allies are not bad.

Immediately, Ren Tianxing said: "Actually, there is one more thing, that is, my father knows about you, and he wants to meet you." ”

Ling Feng's face froze, and he glanced at Ren Yuyao, this is about to meet his parents, this play is not easy to act!

Ren Yuyao blinked and passed a look, obviously preparing to delay.

Ling Feng had no choice but to pretend to be indifferent, and hugged his fists and said: "Now that the Chinese New Year is approaching, the junior brother has a lot of things, and he really can't take his leave, so let's go and see my uncle again next year!

Ren Tianxing was not reluctant, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay next year!"

He was also afraid of being in a hurry and scaring people away.

Immediately, Ling Feng said goodbye to Ren Tianxing and Ren Yuyao, returned to Xuantian Peak, and began to use the Yimu Martial Spirit in the form of a divine tree to fuse the power of the wood origin in the Qinglong Yuan Dan.

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At the same time, the Nine Secluded Mountain, under the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, the eleventh layer of the Netherworld Cave.

In a dark passage, a young man in black advanced with a knife, his back bleak. The former young master of the Netherworld is now struggling to survive in this Netherworld Cave.

In the passage, the yin wind gusted, and from time to time there was a turquoise phosphorus fire, and the rotten robes and miserable white bones were faintly visible. Many of these people were once elite disciples of the Netherworld, but their fate was that their souls and flesh were devoured by powerful demons, and their bodies and spirits were destroyed!

But Mo Yan's face was indifferent, and he slowly walked along the intricate passages, as if the king was inspecting his territory.

Suddenly, a little girl's cry sounded, as if it was a low whimper, but it was clear, sometimes distant, sometimes as if it were close at hand.

Mo Yan's face was solemn, concentrating on the surroundings, but a white back suddenly appeared in front of her, and from the two pigtails behind her, it could be vaguely seen that it was the back of a girl of a young grade, who seemed to be crying with her head down. There was a touch of cold killing intent in his eyes, and his figure flashed in an instant, and the god-level long knife that condensed the black sword quickly slashed, and the back of the girl in white collapsed into a black aura. Then he sheathed his knife and was about to move forward again.

Suddenly, the girl's cry sounded again behind him, and at the same time, a girl with a white shadow with her head bowed appeared behind him.

Mo Yan's figure flashed again, and the long knife quickly unsheathed, quickly slashing across the girl in white, crushing it into a cloud of black ghostly qi.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the girl's cry still rang out again.

"The art of clone!"

Mo Yan slashed the girl in white again, but frowned slightly. This doppelganger technique is very difficult for people, and it must reach the realm of the primordial gods before they can truly separate the incarnation outside the body. Even if it is a temporary clone, it can only be condensed in the Jindan realm. But for the evil ghosts who have no entity, the clone is much simpler, and the ghost general realm can divide the clone at any time. It's just that this evil ghost has been killed by him several times in a row, and the loss of ghost energy must be a lot, but there is no intention of retreating, this evil ghost is obviously not trivial, it must be a person with extremely profound skills!

However, there was not the slightest trace in his heart, and he slowly closed his eyes, replacing his senses with the outgoing soul thoughts.

A moment later, the girl's crying sounded again, and a white shadow came from behind.

Mo Yan turned around suddenly, swung his knife and slashed, and the white shadow collapsed into a cloud of ghostly energy.

At this moment, a black ghost claw attacked him. Although it was only a ghost claw condensed by ghost qi, it seemed to be a substance, and its power was close to the peak of the fourth order! This ghost claw was the body of the hidden evil ghost! Moreover, when this ghost claw attacked, there was also an incomparably powerful soul power that attacked Mo Yan's sea of knowledge. As long as he is hit by the attack of the demon's spirit, the spirit will inevitably be shaken, and then the ghost claw that follows will pierce the flesh.

However, Mo Yan was not affected in the slightest, he suddenly turned around, swung his knife and slashed, and the blade condensed a powerful and incomparable sword intent to slash out!

A terrible scream rang out, and the ghost claws broke into a cloud of black gas that was torn apart, shooting towards the front and back of the passage, apparently preparing to escape.

At this moment, a black soul vortex appeared above Mo Yan's head, sending out a powerful absorbing force, forcibly absorbing all the black qi.

Immediately, the black Nine Nether Fire burned, quickly refining the soul of the evil ghost, and the evil ghost kept screaming miserably, obviously the pain of refining the soul was far from being comparable to the pain of the physical body.

Mo Yan's face did not change, and after about a quarter of an hour, the poignant sound stopped abruptly, obviously having been completely refined.

At this time, he said coldly: "Since you are here, come out!"

Immediately, a blood-colored wave appeared in front of Mo Yan, rippling slightly, revealing a middle-aged man in bloody clothes, who hugged his fists respectfully and said, "See the young master!"

At this time, the Blood Demon General looked at Mo Yan, and couldn't help but feel a sense of awe in his heart. Although Mo Yan's appearance has not changed, his spirit has changed drastically. In the past, Mo Yan was in a high position, although he was talented and his cultivation was profound, he rarely did it. Therefore, Mo Yan at that time was a self-proclaimed wise man, like a top strategist, planning the world with wisdom. At this time, Mo Yan's eyes were as sharp as a knife, like a battle-hardened general, decisive in killing!

Of course, what is more critical is that Mo Yan's cultivation strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and even a powerful ghost general who is close to the peak of the fourth order has not survived ten moves under Mo Yan's hands, and he has completely refined it within a quarter of an hour. This strength, even the Blood Demon General, the third of the Eight Demon Generals, is not sure that it can be defeated. With this strength, the eleventh layer of the Netherworld Cave was already difficult for him.

At this time, the Blood Demon General understood why the Netherworld Palace Master put Mo Yan on the eleventh layer of this Netherworld Cave, saying that it was a punishment, but in fact, it was to sharpen him. The Netherworld Cave is connected to the underworld, and the concentration of Xuanyin Qi in it is far greater than other places, and the cultivation speed is extremely fast. Moreover, killing powerful demons and refining soul power and Xuanyin ghost qi can also greatly improve the cultivation of divine souls and true yuan.

Mo Yan said expressionlessly: "Blood Demon General, does my mother have any orders for me?"

The blood demon general said: "Yes, the palace master said that you will go to the twelfth floor of the Nether Cave, and if you can clear the evil ghosts in it, you can end the punishment early!"

"Oh, besides, is there anything else going on with the Blood Fiend?"

Mo Yan said indifferently, as if he was not at all afraid of the horror of the Netherworld Cave Twelve.

The Blood Demon General pondered for a moment, and told Ling Feng about participating in the Seven Factions Competition, defeating Shen Tianjun, Yuan Tiangang and many other powerhouses holding fifth-order divine weapons, as well as the fact that Tianhe Immortal Mansion was about to appear.

Mo Yan smiled faintly and said, "On the second day of February, the dragon raised his head, and he was angry with the dragon river to take the treasure, hehe." ”

Immediately, his figure flashed, like a ghost phantom, and quickly disappeared, apparently heading to the entrance of the twelfth floor of the Nether Cave.

The Blood Demon General's heart sank, but he was afraid that this Young Master Mo Yan would never let Lin Feng enter the Immortal Mansion to collect the treasure with peace of mind.