Twilight!

Ling Yan frowned angrily, and asked with disdain: "You are still the apprentice of the ancient god Bai Ze, think about how high-spirited he was when he joined forces with the Heavenly Emperor to break the cold wall of the Demon Emperor, and how could his apprentice be so timid?"

"No, you misunderstood......"

"I wasn't mistaken!"

Ling Yan unceremoniously interrupted Bai Dui's words, and continued to be indignant: "Since you have the heart to go down the mountain alone, then don't fall into the prestige of Bai Ze's ancient gods, if you are really afraid, then immediately turn back to Dongwang Mountain, with your master Bai Ze's cultivation, it is not a problem to heal your injuries, as for those who framed you, because of Bai Ze's prestige, it is estimated that they will not dare to go to Dongwang Mountain to find trouble!"

"That's not going to work!"

Hearing this, Bai Du hurriedly retorted resolutely: "I don't want to go back to Dongwang Mountain so soon, if I go back with a sword wound, I will definitely make the master anxious!"

Then he changed his words again, gritted his teeth and said: "Actually, what you said is right, even if we don't go to Fuyu Mountain, they will come to the door sooner or later, if we can hide for a while, we can't hide for a lifetime, with the prestige and power of their Ruins Temple, it will be easy to find the hiding place of the two of us." ”

"Instead of being chased and killed all the time, it is better to go to the mountains and confront them head-on, no matter whether you win or lose, it can be regarded as a heroic game, and it is not in vain!"

"Okay, Twilight, this is a bit of a man!"

"In addition, just by virtue of your bold words, I will help you, and when you arrive at Fuyu Mountain, you don't have to be too afraid, if the god of war Fan Immortal dares to embarrass you, see if I don't turn off his beard!"

Hey.

Bai Du smiled meaningfully, but couldn't help but feel a little secretly happy in his heart, with the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven as his companion, are you still afraid that Fan Xian will dare to embarrass herself?

If it really starts with fireworks, maybe it will really pluck the beard of the god of war Fan Xian!

The miserable appearance of Fan Xian being stripped of his beard appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help laughing.

"What are you smiling at?" Ling Yan stared at him puzzled.

"I didn't ...... It's okay. ”

Bai Dui hurriedly said perfunctorily, and then reminded: "After a fight here, it is estimated that it has also attracted the attention of passers-by, so let's leave this place as soon as possible!"

Yes!

"But before we leave, we have one more thing to do!"

Ling Yan said as he looked into the forest below, as if he was looking for something.

When Bai Dui's gaze touched the small mound by the stream, which was covered with rubble, he immediately understood Ling Yan's intentions.

"I'll help you!"

Bai Dui muttered wisely, and his body shook slightly, and he had already rushed to the forest next to him, grabbed a small tree with a thick bowl, and gently slashed it with the dragon sword on his body, and immediately cut the tree in front of him from the ground.

Then he slashed a few swords in the air in an orderly manner, and then looked at the small tree on the ground, which had long since become a neat and clean plank, because it had just been drawn from the tree, so it smelled of wood.

With joy in his heart, he brought the wooden board to Ling Yan and said happily, "Are you looking for this thing?"

That's right.

Seeing this, Ling Yan was overjoyed, and hurriedly took the wooden board full of fragrance, forced the spiritual energy in his body to his fingers, and wrote on the wooden board in the air, "The tomb of the three generations of disciples of the Guiru Temple is unharmed." ”

The handwriting looks quite delicate, and the writing is also smooth, at first glance, it looks like a person who has read poetry and books since childhood, so in Bai Dui's heart, Ling Yan's admiration is even more.

After finishing the writing, Ling Yan's slender jade hand was raised casually, and the wooden board in his hand flew into the air like an eye in front of the uninjured grave, and then plunged straight into the soil, a full two feet deep.

The third-generation disciples of the Guiru Temple were unharmed, and the rising star of the first major sect in the barbarian realm was quietly buried in the barren mountains.

The name of the world before the autumn, the lonely afterlife, I'm afraid it's just like that.

After everything was ready, the two of them had no intention of tasting any more Luo fruit, so they just shook off their footsteps and rushed towards Fuyu Mountain, which was two hundred miles away.

After the figures of the two disappeared completely into the mountains, the wind suddenly blew by the stream, and in a moment a huge gray crane floated down from the tree, flapping its wings and shaking by the stream, and immediately turned into an old man in a gray robe at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If it's not the Gray Crane Ancestor, who is it?

It turned out that this guy had been hiding in the dark to observe the situation on the field, and when he saw Bai Dui and Ling Yan's super strong cultivation, he couldn't help but feel a little frightened, recalling that day outside the cave on the top of Mang Mountain, if it wasn't for Bai Dui's sword qi attack, it is estimated that he would have been wiped out by the two of them together.

The gray crane slowly paced to the uninjured grave, and muttered in a mysterious voice: "The people who returned to the ruins temple are really a bunch of fools, they can't even see such a clumsy blame, it's really in vain for the painstaking arrangement of my gray crane ancestor." ”

"But now that they have decided in their hearts that Bai Twilight is the murderer, then I can sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, if I am lucky, maybe I can take the opportunity to take away Bai Ze's spirit diagram, as well as the extremely simple divine sword!"

Hey.

The gray crane sneered at the mound, and pushed his hands forward flatly, a feminine force emanating from his slender palms, and in an instant, he had pushed the uninjured stones clean.

Without injury, the body that had been blown beyond recognition and the bloodstains dried up the Xuanyi were naturally revealed.

Looking at the already unsightly corpse in front of him, the Gray Crane Ancestor couldn't help but sigh: "It is really a pity that this kid was so handsome when he was alive, but he became like this after his death, but even if he died, he definitely couldn't cheapen this disciple of the Guiru Palace!"

After speaking, the Gray Crane Ancestor quickly pinched a sword finger in his right hand, put it on his chest with strength and strength, and said silently in his mouth: "The breath of the black devil, the spirit that protects me, I use the name of the Demon Emperor and the Reverse Qin, to exchange for the Void Ding, absorb the soul of Er, and disease!"

As he finished reciting the incantation, a seemingly nonexistent black aura actually emerged from the uninjured corpse for no reason, and it fell into the Qiankun Dafa bag that the Gray Crane Ancestor pinned to his waist, and then quickly disappeared.

Judging by his situation, it is estimated that he is cultivating some kind of demonic skills.

But that's not all.

After the remnants of his body were sucked away, at the bottom of his abdomen, that is, where Ding Dan was not injured, a blue light flashed, and a diamond-sized bead floated out of his abdomen and landed steadily into the palm of the Gray Crane Ancestor.