Ling Hu Heng was a little surprised by her reasoning ability, nodded, and said, "That's right, but you only know now, will it be a little late? Do you want to call someone over again and send me into the Demon Abyss?"

Mrs. Yang sighed and said, "The boss has never wanted to kill you, but he has always wanted to save you." ”

Ling Hu Heng remembered all the tortures in the trapped demon abyss, and snorted coldly: "Save me? Why did he expel me from the faction that day? Why did he refuse to help me in front of everyone? Why did he hold Shuang'er and not let her come forward?"

Seeing that his tone was getting tougher, Madam Yang persuaded: "The head of the sect is thinking about the ancient sword faction! If you don't show up, he will definitely drag those people so that you can escape, but you just came out." Sect and you, he can only give up one. ”

"So I became a victim?" Ling Huheng sneered, "I really admire him for being so noble......"

Mrs. Yang was afraid that he would be extreme, so she hurriedly said, "He didn't ask the disciples in the sect to besiege you, did he?"

Ling Huheng was furious: "Then what's the matter with Luo Qian?"

Mrs. Yang sighed in her heart, she also remembered Luo Qian, who was seriously injured by Ling Hu Heng, which showed how much Ling Hu Heng hated him. She didn't know that Linghu Heng was about to throw away Lingyu that day, but he was stopped by Luo Qian and fell short, and he was forced to trap the demon abyss, so he led the "feat" of fighting the heroes behind him...... As soon as he thought of this, Ling Hu Heng hated it so much.

Mrs. Yang knew that Ling Hu Heng might have already held a grudge against the Ancient Sword Sect in her heart. She could only comfort him, and said slowly: "You must also know that Luo Qian's attachment to Shuang'er, right? It's not a sign from the boss. What's more, he's a wasted man now, so why are you still bothered?"

Ling Hu Heng was still angry, and he snorted coldly and stopped talking. The scene became deserted, and Mrs. Yang couldn't find a topic for a while, and the two confronted each other in the candlelight.

Mrs. Yang carefully looked at the young man in front of her, and his face was handsome and handsome. is quite like a dead husband, no wonder he can make his daughter fall in love. The arrogant character is destined to suffer a lot of losses on the road of cultivating immortals. Although his face is young, he must have suffered a lot in the past four years, and there seems to be a kind of vicissitudes of life and death in his eyes.

Ling Huheng was furious by her. It's all because of Hu Heng's thoughts. The woman in front of her is Yang Zhishuang's biological mother! If she doesn't get it, she will be the future mother-in-law, and she looks at her like a son-in-law, Rao is Linghu Heng is cheeky and a little unbearable.

Ling Huheng coughed lightly, and just as he was about to speak, a melodious copper bell rang from the ground. This bronze bell suddenly echoed in the mountains in the Gujian Mountain at night, and the sound could be heard from the main peak of the Gujian Mountain.

Ling Hu Heng couldn't help but feel a palpitation: "Could it be that my whereabouts have been discovered, and I actually used the Shangwu Bell to warn me?

Neither of them in the room spoke, standing still and quietly listening to the bell. The bells of the martial arts are uninterrupted. It was more urgent than urgent, and it rang nine times in a row. It stopped, but the aftermath still echoed in the mountains of the ancient swords.

Ling Huheng said secretly: "It's not good, this is a warning that someone is invading, and the person who is coming is not small, I'm afraid there will be a danger of destroying the faction!" He knew that Shangwu Zhong was not yet alive and dead, and it would not ring nine times. In this way, wouldn't someone come to attack the Ancient Sword Sect? Who could it be? There was only one, the Demon Gate!

Linghu Heng couldn't care about it so much, and asked eagerly, "Where is Shuang'er?"

Mrs. Yang looked at his earnest face, sighed and said, "She has traveled all over the Tianyu Continent to save you, and she doesn't know ......where she is at this moment," she said, her eyes were also red.

Ling Huheng was stunned in place, and he didn't even know how Mrs. Yang left......

At this moment, the ancient sword mountain has been warned, hundreds of magic weapons, fairy swords bloomed with brilliant brilliance, like grand fireworks, shuttling and dancing in the night, reflecting the mountains like blood, bright as day.

At the end of the Demon Gate, there are seven halls and eight departments in the door, nine flags and ten ridges, a total of more than 600 demon masters and famous figures, as well as small sects and small sects of the Demon Dao in the wilderness, each holding a magic weapon, flying to the ancient sword mountain from all directions, and the onslaught is not stopped.

Fortunately, the Ancient Sword Sect received the information of the Silent Daoist as soon as possible, and in the past few days, they carefully deployed their defenses, and even the mountain protection array was opened. As soon as the alarm bell sounded, the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect did not fight in a hurry, and under the leadership of the elders, they were able to block the onslaught of the Demon Gate like a flood.

Xiao Li's carefully planned night attack was actually resolved in this way, and he did not take advantage of it, and his already pale and terrifying face looked even more hideous in the night.

Although there are two thousand disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect, there are only five or six hundred who can resist the sword, and those who have cultivated above the Golden Body Stage are all elders of some sects. And among the members of the Demon Sect, there are all good players in the faction, and there are even many famous and scattered demons! Fortunately, the Ancient Sword Sect opened the mountain protection array as soon as possible, so as not to be caught off guard.

It turned out that Xiao Li had already thought about how to unify the immortal cultivation world, and he had started planning this battle four years ago. It's a pity that Xiao Yan entered the blood pool and cultivated into a blood demon after being plotted by Linglong's "Soul Chasing Needle". And Linglong is nowhere to be seen, and she has not been seen for four years. Xiao Li's magic skills were not completed, and he did not dare to implement them. And the Linglong stand-in he had cultivated in the past four years was finally absorbed by him Yuan Yin, and his cultivation was worthy of reaching the Mahayana period, so he dared to lead his troops to attack the weakest Ancient Sword Sect, but he didn't expect that people had already taken precautions! A strong punch seemed to hit the cotton, and Xiao Li's face turned white.

On Gujian Mountain, every inch of land is a battleground, and there are people who are injured all the time, and even lose their lives. But both sides had no intention of stopping, but they both killed red-eyed, and did not hesitate to consume spiritual power, and all kinds of tricks emerged one after another.

Xiao Li saw that the doorman had suffered heavy casualties, his heart was on fire, and he coldly summoned a blood-red guy, only to see that this guy's face was pitted, as if he had been burned by fire, and his whole body exuded a bad smell, and the whole person did not have the smell of life.

Yang Xianyang gasped: "This is the Blood Demon Man!"

The legend of the Blood Demon has always been spread in the world of cultivating immortals. It is rumored that the Demon Gate has a magic skill. It can bring dying people back to life, have a body of infinite strength, and not be afraid of pain. It doesn't die, it's a weapon of great destruction. Fortunately, this magic skill has been lost, but I didn't expect to reappear in the fairy world at this moment!

Yang Xianyang shouted: "All disciples avoid!"

The disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect all took two steps back when they heard this, and Yang Xianyang didn't have time to explain, so he immediately stepped forward with his sword and blocked the blood demon who was about to move.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Li sneered: "Bull's nose has good eyesight! But at this moment. Who will stand in the way of this seat?"

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Li's figure had disappeared, and the next moment. His demonic hand reached out to the nearest disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect. That disciple was in the midst of a hard fight, who would have thought that someone would be able to catch him easily?

Xiao Li was about to add his left hand and tear this Ancient Sword Sect disciple apart. Unexpectedly, a fairy sword suddenly appeared behind him. Xiao Li frowned and immediately blocked the Ancient Sword Sect disciple behind him. Who knows, the fairy sword seems to have eyes, and it is specially cut down to the place where Xiao Li is inconvenient, Xiao Li has a little difficulty resisting because of the extra person in his hand.

However, Xiao Li's cultivation at this moment has reached the Mahayana stage, and his cultivation is so high that I am afraid that there are only ten people in the world. Where would you be afraid of a little fairy sword? It's just that there is no weapon in your hand, and you can't fight back. He is also a hero. Immediately threw out the disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect with his backhand, and took out the "Demonic Hellfire Guide", his magic weapon of fame, and shouted: "Go!"

The evil spirit in the "Demon Demon Fire Guide" is very heavy, and I don't know how much blood of living people has been absorbed, and as soon as it appears, the wind gusts, as if surrounded by thousands of ghosts, and the scene is very terrifying.

I saw that the fairy sword was forced to retreat and fell into the hands of a thin old Taoist, pointing at Xiao Li from afar.

Xiao Li was shocked: "Unexpectedly, the Ancient Sword Sect still has such an old way of cultivation! My magic skills have not been consolidated, and it is said that it has the power of the Mahayana period, but it is always a little worse." This old Taoist has strong spiritual power, and at first glance, he is a master who has stepped into the Mahayana period, and I only have five or five points against him. Yan'er was blocked by the bull's nose again, what should I do now?"

At this time, the old Dao spoke: "Master Xiao, you attacked my Ancient Sword Sect for no reason, but why?"

Xiao Li said coldly: "There is only one son under the knee of this seat, but it was plotted by your ancient sword faction Linghu Heng and the traitors of this faction, how can this seat swallow this breath?

This old Taoist said silently: "Ling Huheng is my disciple, if you have a grudge, come to me!"

Xiao Li was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that this inconspicuous old Taoist priest in front of him was actually the silent Taoist, Ling Huheng's master. However, Xiao Li quickly adjusted his mood and said fiercely: "It's the best, I'll take you under the knife!"

After that, the "Demon Demon Fire Sword" flew out at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and directly took the silent Taoist. As if he had sensed it, the fairy sword lifted a little lightly, and pointed at the "Demonic Hellfire Guide", swinging this round of attacks. Then his thin figure burst out, and the whole person seemed to have merged with the fairy sword, as if the heavens and the earth were returned to this fairy sword.

Xiao Li had already fought with him, and he knew that this old Dao cultivation was amazing, and he was afraid that he was the one with the highest cultivation among the elders of the Ancient Sword Sect. Don't dare to slack off, the "Demon Demon Fire Guide" is recalled in his hands and used as a weapon.

In fact, the more you cultivate to the back, you will find that the power of the magic weapon to hit people in the air is not as good as the power of using it as a weapon, which is why most magic weapons are made into weapons. It's no wonder that there is a sword cultivator who is invincible, after all, people only have one fairy sword, and it is better to concentrate on making the sword than to use magic weapons distractedly.

At this time, Wu Zhen also faced the scattered demons who followed him. In the battle of the Demon Valley, Nalan Ruoxue almost died in the hands of this person, and it took nearly a month to raise him, and Wu Zhen had already hated him to the bone marrow. The two of them were enemies when they met, and they were very red-eyed, so where did they need words?

Although the "Soul Flag" has been repaired for a month, it cannot be completely restored, so it has to be replaced with a "Soul Whip" to deal with Wu Zhen.

Where would Wu Zhen be afraid? A "water-stopping" immortal sword made it superb, turning ordinary and ordinary tricks into magic, and repeatedly breaking the tricks of drunkenness. The weapon he used was not a weapon, and although his skill was higher than that of Wu Zhen, it was also discounted here, and the two barely fought to a draw. What is surprising is that Wu Zhen actually pressed his head!

Someone in the scattered demons sneered: "Boss, do you want the younger brother to help you, it seems that you can't bear it?"

He scolded loudly: "Which turtle grandson speaks? Lao Tzu can slaughter this kid with a hundred tricks, and you want you, the turtle bastard, to point fingers here?"

But as soon as he was so distracted, he was taken advantage of by Wu Zhen's fairy sword to cut through the clothes on his chest, if he hadn't dodged quickly, he would have been disemboweled. Yan Zhen was taken aback, and quickly gathered his mind, and fought seriously with Wu Zhen, and it was difficult to part for a while.

At this time, a man in Tsing Yi quietly came to the outside of the battlefield and quietly watched the battle. Suddenly, he saw the silent Taoist in the crowd, and he was fighting with Xiao Li on a par with him.

At this time, an old voice came from his arms: "Yo, isn't that the Taoist priest back then, why is he so old?" Oh, Lao Tzu forgot, he is your master, hehe......" (To be continued......)