"It seems that it will not be easy to deal with him, and the strength of Desireless City is comparable to the entire deer hunting antlers. As soon as Duan Ling returned to the inn, Xue Yingwu said to him.

"How do you know?" Duan Ling looked at her suspiciously.

"During the time you were out, I found a few random people and searched for their gods. Xue Yingwu's face was calm and said disdainfully.

Duan Ling opened his mouth wide and went out for a long time with himself, and it was just a superfluous move to spend a thousand spirit stones.

"I've heard some news too, so I've decided to visit the City Lord's Mansion tonight. Duan Ling said.

"Then what's the matter, according to the information I received, Su Wuxuan is a monk of the Great Perfection of the Immortal Realm, if you break in like this, it is very likely that you will not be able to come out. Xue Yingwu was afraid that Duan Ling would be in danger, so she opened her mouth to stop her.

"It's okay, I'll just be careful. It's not like I haven't fought against the Great Perfection of Wonderland, and it's not so easy for them to keep me. Duan Ling comforted.

Xue Yingwu was still unable to convince Duan Ling to make a long-term plan in the end, and in the end, he could only advise carefully. Later, she asked Duan Ling for the Black Ding Cultivation.

This tripod was Duan Ling's greatest help when he first entered the Cultivation Realm, but since it was exposed to Xue Yingwu, Duan Ling didn't hide anything from her, but told her everything inside.

When the night came, Duan Ling, who had already been lurking outside the City Lord's Mansion, took off his white robe, revealing the black night clothes inside. His cultivation was running, and he flew into the mansion like a light wind. None of the Immortal Realm guards guarding the periphery of the City Lord's Mansion could detect his existence.

Duan Ling was hidden in a dark corner, even though it was late at night, the City Lord's Mansion was still brightly lit, and there were many patrolling Immortal Realm early stage guards constantly patrolling the mansion.

Duan Ling cautiously and slowly flew past the houses one after another, looking for Su Wuxi's residence. Eventually, he came to a heavily guarded house.

There were more than a dozen fairy realm monks guarding the door, even if it was not Su Wuxi's residence, it must be the place where the most important people in this mansion lived.

Duan Ling then cast his divine powers on several people and fell into the abyss, and the dozen or so Immortal Realm cultivators all had dull expressions at this moment, as if they had been siphoned out of their souls. After the battle between Duan Ling and Ke Zhouhe, he already had a deeper understanding and understanding of this move, and at this time he was already able to attack multiple people at the same time.

The Spirit Falling Abyss is definitely Duan Ling's most proud move at present, it can not only become a single attack move, but also evolve into a group attack magic power. And his attacks are the deadliest, directed at the soul of man.

Duan Ling did not kill the Immortal Realm monks who were guarding the door, but at the moment when they were temporarily controlled and lost all consciousness, he dodged into the room they were protecting. It was still as if nothing had happened, and when all the guards came to their senses, they didn't realize that they were being controlled in that moment just now.

It was a luxurious bedroom, but there was no one in it. There were a lot of papers on a desk that had just been written, and the powerful cultivation of the writer was condensed in those fonts, which made Duan Ling feel a chill when he saw it.

Duan Ling looked around the house again, but he didn't find any more valuable information.

"Welcome to the City Lord!" At this moment, the monks outside the house spoke out in unison, and Duan Ling immediately knew that he had really found the right place, this house was really the residence of the Dustless Ancestor.

Duan Ling swept onto the beams in the room, hiding all his breath. This may have been a joke for other mid-Immortal monks. Because in the face of the Great Perfection of the Wonderland, it is impossible for a monk in the middle of the Immortal Realm to truly hide his breath without being discovered.

However, Duan Ling was an exception, his soul had such an effect. Not only is the spiritual sense many times stronger than that of the same realm, but even the means of concealment are also amazing.

A middle-aged man walked into the house, but Duan Ling didn't see his appearance. He immediately had some doubts, because the Dustless Ancestor he saw when he was in the Dustless Sect was clearly the appearance of an old man. And the city lord at this time is obviously a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man walked to the front of the desk, picked up a brush on the pen stand, and began to write on the white paper. Each stroke is extremely vigorous and powerful, and there is an invisible murderous aura circulating on it.

And Duan Ling finally saw the appearance of the middle-aged man clearly, which made Duan Ling can't help but clench his fists. Although the middle-aged man does not look old, his appearance is exactly the same as the dustless ancestor he saw on the dustless star. It's just that Su Wuxian on the dustless star is more like the appearance of this middle-aged man when he is old.

"This is Su Wuyu, the former servant of the Dragon Diving Immortal Emperor. At that time, he only entered the Dustless Star as a wisp of soul clone, and his cultivation was not one out of ten, so he naturally could not resist the erosion of the years. Duan Ling already knew all of this in his heart.

Su Wuxuan pulled out one paper after another on which the word forbearance had been written, but his speed was getting faster and faster, although it was written with the word forbearance, but his mind was obviously a little violent at this moment.

Rub Ka!!

In the end, I only heard him snort coldly, and the brush in his hand was suddenly broken by him. He flipped his palm, and a crystal sphere appeared in his hand.

The moment Duan Ling saw this sphere, he almost let out an excited voice, in that transparent crystal ball, it was a soul body. Ordinary people can't see the soul, but this crystal ball is made of some kind of material, and it can reveal a person's soul inside.

The soul body was in a state of embarrassment at the moment, and its limbs were locked by four huge iron shackles that emitted an icy aura, and its body seemed to be fixed in mid-air. It was none other than Duan Ming, who Duan Ling had been missing for a long time.

"Su Wuxi, if you kill me completely, what kind of ability is it to detain me in your hands like this. I only heard the crystal ball in the middle of Duan Ming desperately struggling with the iron shackles on his limbs, and cursing angrily and loudly.

"Locking you here is a kind of skill, it's almost ten years, Duan Ming, I'm afraid your good nephew really forgot about you. His tone was cold, and there was a murderous aura in his eyes.

Immediately after, he saw a flame appear on his finger, Su Wuyu smiled coldly, and immediately injected the flame on his finger into the crystal ball.

The entire crystal ball was instantly filled with flames, and Duan Ming's soul was completely enveloped in the fiery flames. A look of pain appeared on his face, and he kept screaming from within.

"Don't you want to use me to threaten Duan Ling, come on, kill me if you have the ability! But don't be too happy, sooner or later Duan Ling will avenge me, and you will die a thousand or ten thousand times worse than me. ”

"It seems that this flame temperature still hasn't been able to let you know your own situation at this time, I didn't want to do this to you, but it's all your nephew, he took away the supreme order that belongs to me. Don't worry, I won't kill you until the end of the decade, but I'll torture you a thousand times a day. Su Wuxian laughed wildly, looking at Duan Ming's soul tormented by the flames in the middle of the crystal ball, he was as comfortable as a devil.