After killing the Black Stone Dao people and destroying the Hundred Demon Flags, Ye Ling didn't stay any longer, and the Imperial Sword went to the valley where Xing Wuming and the others stayed.

After only half an hour's effort, a big demon in the Yuan Infant Realm in the Phoenix Mountain fell under Ye Ling's sword, but unfortunately the only fly in the ointment was that the souls of the more than 100 soldiers had been refined into the Hundred Demon Flags, even if Ye Ling finally destroyed the flags, he couldn't save them, and he could only watch their remnant souls dissipate into the heavens and the earth with the true spirits of many innocent creatures.

Without further ado, taking advantage of the night, everyone rode horses and jumped in the mountains and forests, and after almost an hour, when the moon was in the middle of the sky, a mountain with a much more beautiful scenery than the bare mountain where the Black Stone Palace was located undoubtedly appeared in front of everyone.

"Senior Ye, that is the clear void view. ”

At the foot of the mountain, Xing Wuming pointed to a Taoist temple standing on the top of the mountain with his hand.

"Wait and wait here, and I'll meet him when I go up. ”

After speaking, Ye Ling flew up from the horse, and then a long sword suddenly appeared at his feet, carrying him towards the top of the mountain, and the soldiers of the Xuanjia Army who watched were envious.

The Qingxu view is not large, there are three halls, and there is no difference from the ordinary Taoist temple in the world.

It's just that when Ye Ling came to the front of the temple with the flying sword, before he could take a closer look, a figure popped out of the view, but it was a young man in black with hair like a chicken's nest.

"Who are you......

Halfway through his words, the young man couldn't continue, just because a brilliant sword qi shot out, and he didn't even have time to dodge, so he was directly split in half.

Okay! This young man should be damned, you said that there is nothing wrong with you being a monster sucking people's blood, can't you carry some people on your back? Why did you grab the child's corpse so grandiosely, and blood was still dripping from your mouth and appeared in front of Ye Ling.

Although Ye Ling is not a person who loves to kill, and he does not have any prejudice against monsters and monsters, but when he encounters this kind of evil thing, how can Ye Ling be merciful, it is impossible to say, swinging the sword is a sword qi slashing out, directly killing the other party.

"Thief, you dare. ”

It's a pity that it's too late, when the golden cymbal Dharma King who was dressed in a red robe and followed closely flew out of the Taoist temple, what he saw was the scene of his son centipede essence being killed by Ye Ling.

"Wow Wow Wow ......"

The Golden Cymbal Dharma King was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes were about to split, and he didn't talk nonsense, his hands turned into claws, and he attacked Ye Ling directly.

"Jingle Bell. ”

A sound of gold and iron sounded, and a sword and a claw suddenly collided together.

The Golden Cymbal Dharma King made a move with hatred and anger, Ye Ling was caught off guard, and the treasure Qingfeng Sword, which had been with him for several years and had been given by Ziyang Zhenren, was directly grabbed by the Golden Cymbal Dharma King, fortunately, Ye Ling dodged in time, but he barely avoided another blow from the other party.

It's just that, even so, on one of his arms, there were still three blood marks scratched by the other party, and black blood flowed out in an instant.

It is clear that the hands of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King are poisonous.

However, this is not for others, who let Ye Ling be careless! The Golden Cymbal Dharma King himself is a centipede essence, his body is poisonous, and his hands are naturally extremely poisonous.

With a successful blow, the Golden Cymbal Dharma King was unforgiving, turned his claws into palms, and slapped them towards Ye Ling's chest.

At this time, Ye Ling didn't dare to fight anymore, so he hurriedly withdrew and flew back, and swept down the mountain with the golden sword that flew out of his body.

To say that this "Seven Star Sword Codex" in Ye Ling's opinion, some of them don't look like supernatural powers, but some of them are similar to magic weapons and spiritual weapons.

There was no way, the moment he raised the golden sword to the second layer, it was originally just an illusory sword shadow, but the golden sword suspended in his purple mansion turned into a physical long sword, and the level was not low, it was a spiritual weapon, so Ye Ling thought that the system had given him seven spiritual weapon long swords.

"Wow, the thief is leaving, hurting my son's life, and you will take your life. ”

The Golden Cymbal Dharma King's eyes were blood-red, and he did not hesitate to move, jumping directly from the top of the mountain and chasing after Ye Ling.

However, at this time, Ye Ling did not have the slightest idea of fighting again, his body moved back and forth in the air to dodge the attack of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King, gritting his teeth in his mouth, but his right hand was like a knife, waving the qi sword between his fingers and slashing at his left arm that was scratched by the Golden Cymbal Dharma King.

The Golden Cymbal Dharma King is a great demon in the middle of the Yuan Infant Realm, and the poison in his body is naturally not comparable to the poison of ordinary people, so it is inevitable that he will die due to the poisonous gas, but Ye Ling wants to cut off his left arm while the toxin has not spread.

It's just that when his right hand was about to touch his left arm, Ye Ling suddenly dispersed the qi sword between his fingers.

Without him, because Ye Ling suddenly noticed that the toxin in his left arm didn't seem to be very difficult to solve, and under the washing of the true yuan in his body, it dissipated into nothing in an instant.

"It's so good, I didn't expect this attributeless true element to have this effect. ”

The five elements of heaven and earth, metal, wood, water, fire, earth, plus yin and yang, constitute all things in the world, and whether it is a human monk, a demon or a monster, or an immortal Buddha or a sacred, it is impossible to get rid of these seven kinds of heaven and earth origins, so no matter what kind of exercises they practice, the true yuan will have one or more attributes, but the true yuan in Ye Ling's body is a true and true no attribute.

It's just that, before this, because of this, the True Yuan Sword Qi emanating from his body seemed to be a little weaker than that of a monk of the same realm.

And now, Ye Ling knew that this attributeless true element was not useless, at least it had a great effect on detoxification.

"Senior Ye, you step aside for the time being to heal your injuries, and I'll stop this Golden Cymbal Dharma King. ”

Seeing Ye Ling flying down, one sleeve was in tatters, and there were even more bloodstains on it, a trace of determination flashed on his face, but he wanted to block the golden cymbal Dharma King for Ye Ling.

"Flash aside. ”

With a wave of his hand, Ye Ling waved back the oncoming Punishment Deathless, and turned to face the fierce Golden Cymbal Dharma King.

Both of them had arrived at the foot of the mountain at this time, and the Golden Cymbal Dharma King who followed Ye Ling glanced at the surrounding Xuanjia Army soldiers, and snorted angrily, but he no longer looked at them, only staring straight at Ye Ling who was standing with a sword a few steps away.

"Take your life. ”

Suddenly, a pair of golden cymbals appeared in the hands of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King. At the same time, the soldiers of the Xuanjia Army, who had already received Ye Ling's instructions, saw this, and suddenly beat the ten-sided red-skinned drums they had brought, and for a while, the drums sounded like thunder, shaking through the mountains and forests.

"Die, you all have to die. ”

After that, the pair of golden cymbals in the hands of the Golden Cymbal King suddenly collided together.

"Boom...... Qiang ......"

An invisible sound wave swept across the audience like ripples, and in an instant, whether it was the soldiers who were still beating the drums, or the torture who was standing intently, they all covered their ears, fell to the ground and struggled in pain, even Ye Ling was disturbed by the sound of the golden cymbals, his soul was tingling, and the whole person couldn't help but freeze in place.

And in the blink of an eye, the figure of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King shot up, turned into a claw with one hand, and grabbed Ye Ling's heart.

"Don't ......"

A petite figure with a combed hair and a double ponytail flew out of the forest next to him at this moment, blocking Ye Ling's body.