...... The bright moon is like a hook, and the clear light is like water. Wang Lingyun left the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion with mixed feelings, gathered with elites from various factions, and traveled to several states, searching for the whereabouts of the evil demon Zhuge Hong.

Although it was just a glimpse, Zhuge Hong, who was in Yueyang Tower that day, still left an excellent impression on her, and she couldn't believe that the other party was actually the body of the demon.

Gong Yu and several other male disciples were very enthusiastic about Wang Lingyun, and seeing that she seemed to be a little sullen along the way, they changed their ways to make Bo Jia smile.

The night of this night is good, the mountain stream giant trees are uneven, the grass is undulating, the group of people is so comfortable along the stone path to the south, the mountain secluded Fengyun Baxiu is not small, a few perennial walking secular disciples have heard of their name, although the heart does not think so, but Wang Lingyun's family origin, not only is the cultivation of the real good hands, in this qin, chess, calligraphy and painting is also famous, a few people proposed that everyone take advantage of the night is still early, go up to visit.

Wang Lingyun naturally would not refuse, she was not interested in killing the evil demon Zhuge Hong in the first place, not to mention, as a descendant of the sage of calligraphy, she is indeed very interested in the way of calligraphy and painting, unlike Gong Yu and others, she disdains it from the bottom of her heart, and she admires the achievements of Baxiu from the bottom of her heart.

"Snort......!" There was a soft sound, and several long blue snakes came out of the stone gap in the forest in a panic, stared at everyone with a wary face, hovered for a moment, and then followed the stone path, and went down the mountain in great panic.

"Haha, it turned out to be a few poisonous snakes!"

"This mountain is rich in green leaf snakes, and it is said that the poison is very terrifying!"

"Tsk, it's not like we're scared away......"

"Go, scare away that is also the credit of Miss Wang!"

"Oh, Senior Brother Gong, I don't read much, don't lie to me, although Miss Wang looks like a fairy, but the powerful thing is the pen, the Sprinkle family is already an ascetic at the peak of the six-story building of Xiuzhen, those green snakes must have been scared away by the momentum of the Sprinkle family......!"

Let's call it momentum! Wang Lingyun couldn't help but laugh.

At this moment, a few male disciples of Gong Yu who surrounded Wang Lingyun were angry, you are a monk who eats fasting and recites Buddha all day long, saying that our Wang girl is beautiful, is this considered a flirtation, is it considered a broken vow!

For a moment, everyone looked at the ascetic with some hostility.

"Why, the Sprinkle family is right, hum!" Seeing that everyone was speechless, the ascetic grinned.

Gong Yu secretly scolded the bastard, "Everyone be careful, this poisonous snake rarely leaves the nest at night, I'm afraid there are some abnormalities on the mountain!"

Most people disagreed, and regarded these words as a means for the other party to attract Wang Lingyun's attention.

However, this Wang girl frowned and said, "Yes, since I hit this mountain, I always feel a little restless!"

Gong Yu grinned, and was just about to take the opportunity to talk, when he heard a sound of swords and swords in the distance, which was full of brilliance, obviously there were masters fighting.

"It's Senior Brother Beichen Yu, they!" Wang Lingyun saw clearly from a distance, one of them was her fellow senior brother Beichen Yu.

"Tianxue Holy Maiden, Beichen Shaoyu, Nangong Aoyu! Who is actually worthy of their simultaneous attack!" "Many people were shocked in their hearts, the Holy Maiden Tianxue of the Drifting Snow Valley, Beichen Yu, the chief disciple of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, and the little Danxian Nangong Yu of the Immortal Palace, this is recognized as the strongest of the younger generation in the cultivation realm, all of them have cultivation above the eight-story building of cultivation, and I heard that the strongest Beichen Yu is already a master of the peak of the nine-story building of cultivation!

Compared with Wang Lingyun and the others, these three people are the first echelon of the young disciples of the ten sects in Kyushu!

"It seems to be blood cultivation!"

"Could it be Zhuge Hong's ......?"

"No, Zhuge Hong's cultivation will not allow the three senior brothers and sisters to shoot at the same time!" "Gong Yu has seen Zhuge Hong on the same side, not only that, but also fought before, this trip to encircle and suppress evil demons has no pressure on him, after all, Zhuge Hong was just on a par with him at the beginning!

Of course, this is just his self-righteous idea, but Wang Lingyun has also seen Zhuge Hong, "It's really not him!"

Everyone didn't think about how Miss Wang was so determined, Wang Lingyun was sullen all the way, and never mentioned that she had actually seen the devil.

In any case, with the appearance of the Blood Cultivation Demon Leader, it was impossible for these elites, who claimed to be righteous disciples, to sit on the sidelines.

Immediately, they each lifted the true element, sacrificed the magic weapon weapon, and rushed forward, flying towards the place where the battle took place.

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Although the Blood Bat Ancestor was embarrassed, in addition to the vampire bats that were half plundered by Zhuge Hong, that is, they blew up a few flat-haired beasts, and they were already blood cultivators in the realm of the Ten Floors of Cultivation, and their own combat effectiveness was naturally not something that a few rising stars in the cultivation world could handle at will!

Beichen Yu's long sword flashed with blue light, swirling like a dragon and snake lightning, but now, he was only using this sky-high sword shadow to arrange a heavy defense in the three feet outside his body, resisting the bloodthirsty iron staff of the Blood Bat Ancestor.

His vampire bats have been exhausted, and the few remaining mutant bats are reluctant to take out their adventures at this time, and a few little dolls are not worth his use of his famous skills. This bloodthirsty iron staff was refined by him with a lot of painstaking efforts, but the blood cultivation vein seems to have really obtained the true inheritance of the Blood River Ancestor, and it is really not good in this way of refining, not even the ground level, but the bloodthirsty power in it should not be underestimated, before finding a way to resist, Beichen Yu and the others did not dare to take it lightly!

Wang Lingyun recognized the identity of the other party as soon as he saw the old man in the blood robe, and reminded with a slight frown: "It's the old devil of the blood bat, why did he appear here?" Although the old Taoist of the Wang family is not very good, but he loves to join in the fun, Wang Lingyun followed her grandfather, who was a little out of the way, once watched the scene of the blood bat ancestor being beaten by the group, that time the old devil used the incarnation of a vampire bat to shell the golden cicada, thinking of this, she reminded again: "Be careful to wait for the vampire bat he used!"

Just listening to the name of the old devil of the blood bat, everyone became much more alert again, and when they got the reminder of Miss Wang, they did not forget to smile kindly, shouting, and killed the old devil of the blood bat who roared in the field.

"Bang!" there was a bang in the air, shaking the entire valley and almost all the leaves on the trees were shaken.

It's that ascetic, the strength of this guy's body is indeed not covered, and as soon as he stepped on the ground, a crack appeared suddenly, which exhausted the attack of the Blood Bat Ancestor.

"The monk of Qianxia Mountain, damn it, since it was sent to the door, let's die together!" The Blood Bat Ancestor has been hunted down by the masters of Qianxia Mountain many times, and he hates these bald heads to the core, and a vulnerable little doll like Wang Lingyun will not let him care if he comes again.