From Yujing City to the Ten Thousand Demon Sea, if you fly in a straight line, you need to pass through the vast mountains and mortal realms in the northeast of Yujing City, enter the Great Desert, and then enter the now deserted snowy Buddha Country, and finally cross the Dadong Mountain Range to arrive.

The distance can be said to be not short, with Ye Bai's current speed, even if he unfolds with all his strength, it will take at least half a year to fly.

And on the way to the Ten Thousand Demon Sea, many monks were also making their own movements.

……

Liu Cheng has already arrived in the Plains of the Heavens, but unfortunately, except for the small landlord and others who are lurking and healing, there is almost no half of the human race here, so he has not received the news from the Yujing City, so he can only wander on the snow field like a lonely ghost, looking for Ye Bai's traces everywhere.

Fortunately, although his temperament is rude, he is not stupid, he ran away when he saw the soul tribe from a distance, and the soul clan was frightened by Ye Bai's killing, and rarely went out, so he didn't encounter any big trouble, otherwise even if he had the cultivation of the early stage of the Yuan Infant and comprehended the first thunder law, he would have been killed by the soul clan.

……

The Xiangdu City Lord's Mansion, outside the small building in Zhenhai, where Qiu Zhen was retreating, stood silently and solemnly, his face was a little cold.

There are two people beside him, one is the second senior brother of Canglang Peak, whose temperament is very similar to the cold wind of the overnight rain, and the other is Qiu Luo'er, who is like a flower man near the water, with white skin like snow and bright eyes and bright teeth.

I don't know how long the road has been waiting for the rain overnight, and the gate has never opened.

Qiu Luo'er grabbed Lian Yeyu's arm, and said in a sticky voice: "Senior brother, why do you have to get involved in Ye Bai's affairs, the teacher has already greeted my father, and we are not allowed to interfere." ”

"No, junior sister, I have to go this way. ”

Overnight Yu was expressionless, and said categorically: "I believe that after the Yuelong seniors heard what Ye Bai did. He must have changed his mind, he is not fighting for his personal vendetta, he has not sacrificed anyone's life to avenge himself, he has not been carried away by hatred, he has not gone mad!"

"But what if you go? Can we destroy the Soul Clan?"

Qiu Luo'er said hurriedly.

On the long and handsome face of the overnight rain, a different kind of man's charming smile was revealed, and he said in a deep voice: "Senior sister, in this world, there are some things that you can't stop doing because they are difficult. ”

Qiu Luo'er's two red lips pursed depressedly, not knowing how to refute it.

Lian Yeyu said again: "Hai Ranlan is already one step ahead of me, how can I lose to him again?" Will definitely go back to the snowfields. This time, I'm going to compare with him, who has killed more souls. ”

The two of them went down to the bloody abyss with Ye Bai at the beginning, and they didn't know how many battles they fought along the way, and the rain overnight was finally a little weaker, losing more and winning less, and they were extremely unconvinced, and they kept thinking about another competition.

"You won't be allowed to go!"

Qiu Luoer used to be most obsessed with the killing and cold temperament of the overnight rain. The two have been together for a long time, but they don't like him to fight and kill people more and more. After hearing this, he played Lai Pi and resolutely refused to allow him to go, and his voice was so delicate that it made people feel soft.

The overnight rain was unmoved, just shook his head helplessly.

At this moment, there was a "squeak". The door finally opened.

Qiu Zhen, who had white hair and was as majestic as a lion, walked out, and after going out, the old man was angry and said with a white night: "You don't have to say it so loudly, I'm not too old to hear it." ”

The overnight rain smiled. Most of what he said just now was indeed for Qiu Zhen.

After Qiu Zhen finished speaking, he glanced at him and said softly: "Then you can go, you don't want to lose to that kid from Hai Langlan again." ”

"Thank you, teacher, for making it happen!"

Overnight Yu said happily.

"Daddy!"

Qiu Luo'er glanced at Qiu Zhen dissatisfied.

Qiu Zhen's eyes flashed, and he smiled and said, "Do you want to raise a fierce wolf into a docile dog?"

The faces of the three of them turned black in unison, this metaphor is really not very good.

……

On Yew Island, thousands of miles away in the southwest of Xiangdu, the sun is shining and the temperature is blazing.

Lang Feizhou was naked with a bronze male upper body, lying on his side on a reef, and the old god patted his ass and stood up after eating the last grilled fish, looking comfortable.

"Senior brother, can you put your clothes on?"

The voice is delicate, but there is a slight sadness and helplessness.

The one who spoke was a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old woman, with dark skin, her hands and feet were much thinner than ordinary women, and her appearance was only middle-to-upper, but her black and white eyes were extraordinarily smart, but at the moment there was a slight shyness.

Lang Feizhou snorted: "On a hot day, of course, you have to take off your clothes to be cool, if it weren't for the few women on the island, I would have taken off my naked." ”

The woman's face turned red violently, and she glared at him fiercely, the cultivator had long been invasive, and she couldn't understand why she, the senior brother of the early Yuan Infant realm, liked to take off his clothes and blow the sea breeze so much.

The woman threw out a jade slip and said, "This is the news I got from Sister Ning, your good friend is in trouble." ”

After speaking, with a whoosh, he swept away.

Lang Feizhou's pupils shrank when he listened, and after seeing the jade jian, his eyebrows immediately sank.

After thinking for a moment, Lang Feizhou crushed the jade slip in his hand, took out a piece of clothing and put it on, and walked towards the dense area of the yew in the center of the island.

After a short time, I entered a small valley, and there were several wooden houses in the valley, and the green baskets were entwined, simple and chic.

Lang Feizhou walked up to one of the wooden houses and gently slammed the door.

After a long time, the prohibition on the door dissipated, and an old voice came from behind the door: "Xiaolang, what bother me?"

Lang Feizhou scratched his head and said softly: "Old man, I want to go out for a trip, I'm afraid my life will not be guaranteed, what else do you have to press the bottom of the box, give me ten heads and eight pieces!"

"Where is the treasure at the bottom of the box, it has long been hollowed out by your former senior brothers and sisters!"

The voice of the monk in the door shouted angrily.

Needless to say, the monk in the door is the master of Yew Island, "Flying Fish Zhenren" Song Qianqiu, since he abolished the cultivation of a small realm in Bilan Mountain, and obtained the secret of advanced separation, this old man returned to Yew Island, and immediately retreated and cultivated, not asking about foreign affairs.

"How could it not be? You said before that there are a few good things that will be passed on to me when I have cultivated enough, when are you going to hide them?"

Lang Feizhou muttered dissatisfiedly.

"No is nothing, why is there so much nonsense!"

Song Qianqiu snorted coldly.

"Stingy!"

Lang Feizhou said disdainfully, but he was helpless, his teacher has always been eccentric, he said no, it doesn't mean that there really isn't, but he must not give it.

Lang Feizhou turned around and walked to the outside of the valley, and only after walking a few steps, Song Qianqiu's voice came from behind him: "Since it is difficult to protect the life of Zhilu Dao, why do you want to go for Lu?"

The voice has been a lot softer.

When Lang Feizhou heard this, his eyes flashed, he stopped, and said with a smile: "If this cultivation realm is full of ruthless, selfish, sinister and cunning monks, then it doesn't mean anything, there are always a few people who want to be different from others." ”

No sound came from behind him.

The Wave Boat walked forward again.

The door of the wooden house behind the door slowly opened.

A storage bag flew out of the door and shot straight into the waves.

"The treasure that the old man treasured, don't lose it to me, if you lose your life, remember to give me the dream, I will find it back and pass it on to Xiao Eighteen. ”

Song Qianqiu's voice was a little stern.

Lang Feizhou took it with great joy, and after taking a look, his body trembled, and his eyes shot an incredible color.

"Old fellow, there is really a good treasure hidden!"

Lang Feizhou smiled, turned around, and saluted: "Don't worry, even if I die, someone will send this magic weapon back!"

Song Qianqiu snorted coldly, and the door closed.

Lang Feizhou swept towards the west of the island, and saw two female cultivators learning spells from a distance, and shouted loudly: "Eighteen sister, I will go out, and the island will be handed over to you, don't let people disturb the old man's retreat." ”

……

Thousands of miles away in the south of Yew Island, a figure that looks ordinary, but looks like a star, floats out of Daigo Temple, with a robe belt and a dusty temperament.

At the east head of the temple, on the high bell tower, the "war monk" Nagarjuna looked at the figure from a distance, his eyes were gloomy and complicated.

"Senior brother, you don't forget to counterattack the Soul Clan and avenge the disciples of the White Elephant Temple, why don't you go with Senior Brother Longshi to help that one exterminate the Soul Clan?"

It was a young monk with clear eyebrows, dressed in a navy blue monk's robe, standing behind Nagarjuna.

"Don't talk to me about the White Elephant Temple again!"

Nagarjuna's thick eyebrows twisted together, and he snorted coldly: "I don't have any interest in counterattacking the Soul Clan anymore, the teacher of the Moon Dragon Dao and Ye Bai and Uncle Wuwu have abolished the cultivation of a small realm, how can I help them again." ”

When the young monk heard this, he sighed softly and stopped talking.

……

In an unnamed valley on the Western Continent.

A whip sounded, and it twitched violently!

"Mother, I really can't bear it anymore, let me take a break!"

A boy of five or six years old, soaked in a strange vat full of scarlet blood, his body was crawling with maggot-like beasts, his eyes were full of pain, and strange aura fluctuations came from the vat.

It seemed that he had reached the limit, and just as he wanted to climb out, he was whipped fiercely, and the boy screamed.

"Shut up, let me in!"

A gloomy woman's voice came from the side.

The woman who spoke, dressed in black, covered with frost, and her beautiful face was covered with the vicious color of a snake and scorpion, holding a long whip in her hand, and said viciously: "Do you know that your two great enemies, one has advanced to Lichen, and the other has even been able to kill Lichen, if you don't work hard to cultivate, when will you be able to avenge your father!"

The boy burst into tears, shook his thin body, and retracted into the tank.

The woman was not moved in the slightest, and there was only indescribable coldness and hatred in her eyes. (To be continued......)