The demon beast trembled, and the ** that escaped after all made it muster up the courage, resisting this momentum that was more terrible than killing, and stood up and wanted to escape.

Bang!

A vertical leap jumped out of more than 30 zhang.

The young man's face was expressionless, and he was still walking unhurriedly, but the distance between him and the demon beast was getting closer and closer.

Rumble!

The young man suddenly struck, just a punch, and the demon beast screamed, echoing through the empty valley, intertwined with despair and fear.

The huge body fell to the ground, and the young man's hand passed through the monster's chest, holding a beating heart in his hand, and then put it in his mouth to chew.

With a gurgling sound and a face covered with blood, the young man stretched out his tongue and licked it, lowered his head and put his mouth on the wound of the demon beast, and drank the blood of the demon beast.

From beginning to end, the young man did not let out a single cry or use any spells, relying only on a single fist.

The wind and snow are combined, and it seems to be colder, but the young man doesn't feel anything, and his almost ** body is like a granite, smooth and cold.

Standing up, he looked at a strange stone in the distance, it had been split by lightning, and the scars on it were still sharp, probably only a few years old.

The young man suddenly smiled, the coldness on his face melted into spring, he hadn't laughed for a long time, and this time he laughed because he thought of a demon beast that he had met here a few years ago that impressed him.

A snow-white spirit fox was incompatible with this purple snow, and it was also so frightened that it was difficult to move, but at that moment, a lightning bolt fell, waking up the spirit fox.

At that time, he still had the ability to kill the spirit fox, but for some reason, the corners of his mouth rose upward, making an expression that he didn't recognize.

In a haze, he seemed to remember that this expression was called a smile.

The reason why he laughed was not because he thought of emotions such as forgiveness or pity, he did not have such emotions, but because the white spirit fox thought of a person, who was also wearing a white animal skin, and that was the first prey to escape from his hands.

And that prey was his sister, so when he came here, he thought of the white spirit fox, and he thought of the girl in animal skin.

Ten years ago, when he was only seven or eight years old, there was a sudden wind in the Nightless Lake, his father was fishing in the nets, and his mother was putting his little sister to sleep, while telling stories to himself.

The fire in the house was warm, and the father, as usual, left the hind legs of the prey for him to eat.

He fell asleep to the sound of his mother's story, but when he woke up, there was an extra voice in his head, his hands were covered with blood, and his parents had their hearts pulled out and fell to the ground, and their eyes were still with an incredible look before they died.

The young sister was wearing a white animal skin, crying in the wind and snow, and the voice in his heart led him to kill, and there was only endless anger in his heart, but in the end, there was still a trace of humanity that allowed the girl in the white animal skin to escape......

The voice in his head was pointing at him, and since then, his memory has disappeared, only endless killing remains, only when he sees the white spirit fox, he will remember something, and he will smile slightly, but even he himself has forgotten why he laughs, why he will show mercy to the white spirit fox.

He had forgotten that he had parents, and that he had a younger sister, walking alone in the purple snow for ten years.

He is not afraid of the cold, he is not afraid of demon beasts, his hands are full of blood, and he is endlessly angry.

He had no spells, only a pair of hands, but they were harder and sharper than the teeth of demon beasts.

He has no mount, only a pair of feet, but he is more tenacious and powerful than the four legs of a demon beast.

The voice in his head was pointing at him, and sometimes he would think of a hut in his dreams, in which a man was mending fishing nets and a woman was telling a story with a girl in a white animal skin.

Sometimes he wakes up and remembers the story the woman told.

"Legend has it that the demons in the Nightless Lake will choose a person, and that person will die, but the demons will not die, so it will be passed down from generation to generation. ”

In his sleep, it seemed that the boy was asking, what is the demon looking for?

"Probably, only the one chosen by the demon will know......"

Ye Qing was not alone when he set off, and together with Zong Xun and several other monks, he went to the Nightless Lake under the leadership of a fifth-level Qi refining monk named Mu Laosan.

There is only one road to the Nightless Lake, and the more you go, the more desolate it becomes, and there are said to be some blood-drinking tribes who are not willing to integrate into the world of the human race.

"Ru Mao drinks blood, does not know virtue, and is no different from a beast. ”

Asked about the tribes of Wuye Lake, Mu Laosan replied like this, Ye Qing was noncommittal, and the rest of the people nodded yes one after another.

Gradually, this path can only allow one person to pass, and the monks in the Qi refining period cannot fly with their swords, but the demons of the Nightless Lake generally do not appear here, and there seems to be some prohibition that makes it difficult for them to break through.

The road is getting narrower and narrower, but there are more and more people, and the rest of the major immortal sects have also sent monks to go one after another, Ye Qing feels more and more strange, it seems that this matter was caused by the whim of the Dongxuan real people to let them go to the trial, but now it seems that the problem is not so simple.

Ye Qing wanted to inquire, he hadn't appeared since the last time he went to congratulate him on entering the middle courtyard, and he didn't know where he was now, and whether he could see the other party when he went to Wuye Lake this time.

Looking around, the monks next to him were not very familiar, especially Zong Xun, who hated Ye Qing a lot.

The greatest sorrow of genius is that a person who is even more genius than him appears by his side, and the failure of the Spirit Sealing Battlefield is not unacceptable to Zong Xun, but when Dong Xuan Zhenren was preaching, Ye Qing's several questions made Dong Xuan Zhenren quite optimistic, which made him a little unbearable.

A monk, especially a monk in the sect, has strength only on one side, and on the other hand, he has to be appreciated by the head of the sect, and now Ye Qing is in front of Zong Xun, which makes Zong Xun feel a strong sense of oppression.

Looking at Ye Qing not far in front of him, Zong Xun turned around and made a color with the two monks, who were a few steps behind under the pretext of excuse.

"Senior Brother Zongxun, this Ye Qing is really hateful, it is difficult for us to start in the Immortal Courtyard, I think I will find a way to let him know that the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

This person is also a disciple of the Middle Court who was defeated by Ye Qing, such as Yao Shikai Wu Tianchuan and others, although they were defeated, they were convinced, but after all, these people were only a small number, and some people were not willing to accept such a defeat at all.

Zong Xun shook his head and said: "This matter needs to be considered in the long run, I hate Ye Qing to the core, but this time I went to the Nightless Lake, the head attaches great importance to it, and Ye Qing is already valued by the head of the house, now do it, Ye Qing is dead, the elders will definitely pursue it, only find a way to kill people with a knife!"

There are many demons in the Nightless Lake, and the real revenge does not need to be done by yourself! Don't mention this matter again, let me think about it again, when the opportunity comes, I will inform you, but don't startle the snake before. ”

"Yes. ”

The three of them stopped talking and quickly followed the back of the group, and at this time, about thirty monks appeared in front, Ye Qing raised his eyes and saw that these people were all carrying a huge package, and many of them did not have swords on them.

"Huh?"

After two more glances, Ye Qing couldn't help but exclaim, the monks in the team in front of him did not rely on their feet to advance, but rode on top of their mounts, those mounts were lifeless, their bodies were dark, they squeaked from time to time, and their movements were stiff.

Mu Laosan is the leader of Ye Qing and the others, although his cultivation is not high, but he has been in the Immortal Courtyard for an extremely long time, but his talent is not enough, and he can't advance an inch if he stays at the fifth layer of Qi refining, because he is extremely skilled in human affairs, so he is responsible for handling many things in the Qingling Immortal Academy.

The cultivation of the entire Qingling Immortal Academy is divided into several categories, one is such as Ye Qing, who is dedicated to cultivation, the other is such as Nie Xuan and others, who are responsible for the care of the Qingling Immortal Academy's industry, and the other part is Mu Laosan, who is closely connected with the rest of the Immortal Academy, and knows the world's feelings.

"Is it a fellow Daoist of the Qingling Immortal Academy?"

One of the monks in the front team let out a loud shout, his voice was like a bronze bell, extremely loud, and it was obvious that there was an aura mixed with it.

Ye Qing's heart was shocked, the other party's strength was much higher than his own, this voice alone was something he couldn't make anyway, but it was extremely impolite to observe others with the Qi Technique, Ye Qing didn't have much to do, just looked at the mount under the man arrogantly, and suddenly realized.

"It seems to be a puppet? There are thousands of ways to cultivate, and it is really strange, if you have been in a fishing village in the South China Sea, how can you see such a wonderful situation?"

With a sigh, Ye Qing approached the team in front, Mu Laosan glanced at the person in front of him, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Senior Brother Huang Jingqiu of Yanshimen, I haven't seen him for more than ten years, and Senior Brother's strength is getting stronger and stronger, haha!

"It turned out to be Mu Laosan? haha, I haven't seen you for many years, since we are all in the same door, let's go together, and there will be a good response on the road." ”

Huang Jingqiu was obviously the person in charge of these monks of the Yanshi Sect, and he roared softly, untying the huge package behind him, and a pile of various copper and iron parts were scattered on the ground.

As soon as the palm of his hand moved, five pale green spirit lines flew out, affecting the messy parts on the ground, Ye Qing was dazzled, and in a moment, a puppet trap beast more than a foot tall was combined in that person's hand, and dozens of spirit stones were taken out and placed in the body of the puppet trap beast, and with a gentle pat, the puppet trap beast moved.

"This trap beast can accommodate ten people, although it is crowded, it is better than two feet, and the Taoist friends of the Qingling Immortal Courtyard do not put it up. ”

Ye Qing was the first to jump on it, his body shook slightly, and the puppet trap beast slowly moved forward.

He read a lot and knew that the word "Yanshi" came from ancient books, and the monks who manipulated puppet battles in ancient times were called Yanshi.