Chapter Forty-Nine: Bai Yuchen...... Get out

On top of the cliff, Li Mucheng jumped into the endless cliff. Xiao Pang and Bi Yan, who were following him, shrank their heads in fright when they saw this scene.

After all, they are not Jindan period monks, and they can't fly with their swords. If you jump down with Li Mucheng, there will be only one consequence, and you will be crushed.

The whistling wind blew past his ears, and Li Mucheng's eyes were scarlet, staring at any place on this cliff. At the same time, a flying sword flashed and appeared at his feet.

"How could it be...... Nope?"

Li Mucheng's pupils contracted slightly. Under this cliff, there is no breath of Mu Ling. Although he hoped that this was the case, it also meant that there was no clue to Mu Ling's traces.

"Bloodstains?"

Just as he was about to hit the ground, the afterglow of his eyes accidentally skimmed a touch of scarlet. This scarlet is bloodstained. The blood hasn't completely dried up yet, though. If it weren't for Li Mucheng's sharp eyes, I am afraid he would not have been able to find the location of this bloodstain.

Condensed in his heart, Li Mucheng walked to the bloodstain with difficulty. Now, he really hopes that this bloodstain is not Mu Ling's. If it is really Mu Ling, then it is very likely that Mu Ling has already suffered ...... Accidents.

With trembling hands, he picked up the puddle of blood and put it in front of his nose and sniffed it. Li Mucheng breathed a sigh of relief. In this blood, there is no breath of Mu Ling.

"Wait......"

Just as he wanted to leave, Li Mucheng suddenly remembered someone. That's what I haven't seen since I came back, Zilei!

According to Jialan and Mu Ling, Zilei has already retreated, and he is about to break through the void period. And since he has been in retreat, where does the blood come from here? What's more, the smell of this blood is very familiar to Li Mucheng.

The master of this blood is none other than Zilei.

Gritting the root of his teeth, Li Mucheng's figure was like a bolt of lightning, piercing into the sky and heading straight for the Chaos Pavilion on the Chaos Sword Peak.

......

In the Chaos Pavilion, several people had already gathered here at this time. They are the head Yan Lingnan, Jialan, the fifth elder, Chu Tian, the fourth elder, Ge Ling, the third elder, Hua Tian, the second elder, and Takihan. The only one who didn't come was the Great Elder Putuo.

"What's going on!"

Yan Lingnan gritted the root of her teeth, and slammed her palm on the table in front of her. "My disciple Zi Lei and the disciple of the Sixth Elder, Mu Ling, disappeared at the same time. But everyone didn't even find out! Hua Tian, the cave where Zilei retreats is on your third peak, you have to give me an explanation for this matter. ”

Hearing this, Hua Tian's complexion also changed several times, and he was extremely white.

"Senior brother in charge, Zilei suddenly came out of the customs yesterday, but after he got out of the customs, Bai Yuchen, a disciple of Geling, somehow received the news and directly asked him to challenge. After a big battle between the two, Zilei was slightly injured, but Bai Yuchen was also injured. So they gave up. Since then, Zilei has not returned to the third peak. ”

"Is this true?" Yan Lingnan asked with a cold face.

That's right. The Chaos Sword Sect, one of the four great sects, if there are missing disciples, then the face will be gone. Maybe it will be called the abolitionist. What's more, among the missing disciples, one is the personal disciple of the head of the sect, and the other is the personal disciple of the elder.

"Where is Bai Yuchen, bring him to me. ”

Yan Lingnan was furious and ordered directly.

But hearing this, Fourth Elder Ge Ling's face suddenly changed, he walked up to Yan Lingnan's side, and said, "Master, you also know that even if we look for him, there is no way to blame him." After all, he was the young sect master of the Quicksand Sect. ”

"Hehe, Quicksand Sect?" Jia Lan smiled, but there was endless coldness in her smile. "If the disappearance of Mu Ling and Zilei really has something to do with him, then even if he is the sect master of the Quicksand Sect, he will not be able to get out of this mysterious god mountain!"

"Presumptuous, Senior Brother Jialan, don't forget, the Quicksand Sect is the Quicksand Sect after all. One of them is an elder, and he is stronger than our head. You actually want to start a war with the second largest sect among the three sects?" Hearing Jialan's words, the second elder Takihan couldn't help but refute it.

"It's not a war. Jialan Wan'er smiled. The already handsome face, coupled with this gloomy smile, is indescribably weird.

"I just want to ask Bai Rumo, the sect leader of the Quicksand Sect, his son is a treasure, and my disciple is not a treasure?"

"What's more, don't forget, Zilei is Li Mucheng's brother, and Mu Ling is Mucheng's future Taoist companion! Zilei told me that Mucheng's lifespan is only ten years. But that decade, it was six years ago. ”

Yan Lingnan added.

"Now Zilei only has four years of life left. Unless he breaks through the void period. But do you think that he can cultivate from the early stage of Jindan to the stage of cave void in four years? Back then, if it wasn't for the trial of the Nine Netherworlds, maybe he would really be possible. But now, it's a fool's dream!"

The words have already been said to this point, and Takihan naturally has no way to refute it. For a moment, the Chaos Pavilion fell into a deathly silence.

But they didn't know that the conversation they had just had had all been heard clearly by Li Mucheng outside the Chaos Pavilion. The six of them, anxious in their hearts, naturally didn't pay much attention to the movement outside.

Outside the Chaos Pavilion, Li Mucheng stood up, shook the clothes on his body, and there was a bloodthirsty intent in his eyes, which could no longer be concealed.

He cultivated the supreme demonic skill to punish the sky, and he originally had a murderous aura in his heart. If it was usual, he could cover it up. But now after hearing the news of Zilei and Mu Ling, the murderous aura can no longer be concealed.

"Who?"

Inside the Chaos Pavilion, Yan Lingnan and the five elders felt the murderous intent outside the door, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt. "Could it be someone from the Demon Realm?"

"I'm afraid so. Jialan slapped the table and stood up, "Except for the people of the Demon Realm, who else has such a powerful murderous aura?" Could it be that the disappearance of Zilei and Mu Ling is the action of the people of the Demon Realm?"

"Go out and have a look. ”

A powerful aura erupted from Yan Lingnan's body, and with a flash of golden light, he disappeared into the Chaos Pavilion. But at this time, Li Mucheng was no longer outside.

Under the full burst of murderous energy, Li Mucheng's figure has almost reached an extreme. His heart was already blinded by hatred. Driven by revenge and a powerful murderous aura, the invisible barrier in his body was also shattered.

"I've only had two times in my life that I want to kill people like this. ”

Stand on a flying sword, suspended in the air. Looking at the dozens of inner disciples at his feet, Li Mucheng murmured softly.

......

"Who is he, why is he so presumptuous?"

"Li Mucheng, a new entrant to the outer door. It is also the future Taoist companion of Senior Sister Mu Ling. But what happened, how did he get here? He's just an outer disciple, and he doesn't have the qualifications to enter here. ”

"I don't know, it's not a good thing anyway. Look at the red glow around him. If I'm not mistaken, it should be an entity condensed by a murderous aura to a certain extent. ”

"How...... Possibly?"

Dozens of disciples looked at Li Mucheng in mid-air and muttered. "Who has offended him?"

But in the next second, what Li Mucheng said gave them the answer.

"Bai Yuchen, get out!"

The sound was deafening, like a muffled thunder in the sky, and it slammed into the hearts of all the disciples. The surging murderous aura erupted, enveloping the entire Chaos Sword Peak.

At this moment, all the disciples present, whether they were in the late stage of Jindan, the middle stage of Jindan, or the early stage of Jindan, spat blood from their mouths and fell to the ground in a languid.

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Hehe, both chapters are sent together. Is it too early? Ahaha~