Cang'er walked ahead and stopped: "Now that the Ghost Head Tuo has gone to the Lingque Valley in person, the Lingque Valley can be described as the last way to survive on the righteous path in the Southern Regions. ”

"Hurry up. Leng Xiao said hurriedly.

Cang Er shook his head slowly: "Even if the Leng Shi goes away, he won't be able to help much, so let's go by himself." You are the future of the Southern Regions, everyone, take care. ”

A layer of golden light flashed on his body, and he disappeared into the clouds and disappeared in the direction of the Spirit Bird Valley.

There was a disciple of the Hundred Flowers Sect who smiled bitterly: "Is there a future, what future do we have." ”

Leng Xiao glanced at them and smiled: "The future is in your hearts, as long as you are willing to meet the future, there will naturally be." ”

He left alone, whether the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect returned to the sect or what, he had no time to care.

The ghost head is in the Spirit Bird Valley, and he wants to take this opportunity to go straight to the sword mound with a single sword!

Dozens of women chased after him for a while, and Leng Xiao disappeared without a trace, so he had to leave in a daze.

A few days later, outside the gate of Sword Pavilion Mountain, Leng Xiao's eyes opened, and a black shadow flew from among the blades of grass in an instant, and landed on his sleeve, it was the king insect

Shi Lingxi followed, and behind her was densely packed, and a sea of insects was paved, dyeing the loess and green grass black.

"Master, I'm late!"

"It's the right time," Leng Xiao smiled, "Lingxi, it's better to go anywhere, stay away." ”

Leng Xiao stepped into the gate of Sword Pavilion Mountain in one step, and the words on the building card still had not changed. Shi Lingxi couldn't help but lose his mind a little as he watched countless yin and yang ghosts go behind Leng Xiao.

She lowered her head and walked slowly into the distance.

The king worm roared, and all the yin and yang ghosts plunged into the ground like raindrops, disappearing. He entered alone, armed with a sword.

On the ruins, a few white shadows flashed, and they came in an instant, and they were very good, and they were on a spire, looking at Leng Xiao with cold eyes: "Who am I, it turned out to be Elder Leng Xiao of the Blue Mark Sect, who dared to trespass the ghost gate alone, it was really a big dog's guts!"

"Leng has no time to talk nonsense with you. ”

Leng Xiao didn't say a word, jumped forward, and raised a sword. The man's face was ugly, and he snorted coldly: "Do you think that the Ghost Demon King and the Dharma Protectors are not there, so they can do whatever they want?

Both of his arms lit up with the unique luster of spirit bones, which was stronger than the white-clothed man Leng Xiao had met before, however, it was only that.

Leng Xiao shook his sword, raised his fingers and flicked it, and did his best to smash this person's body directly, after all, he did not pursue this person's escape.

The rest of the people couldn't help but shudder, and some people said angrily: "It's just a small realm higher than me, and I still have a spirit bone body, how can I be afraid of him!"

Although he said it strongly, none of the people dared to go up first, and it was not until Leng Xiao walked out of the hundred zhang that he blushed one by one, was ashamed, and rushed forward with a shout.

Leng Xiao didn't look back, the soil suddenly cracked open one after another, and a pitch-black worm came out, and it was already all over his body in the blink of an eye.

Someone was shocked: "What the hell is this!"

Where the sword mound is, Leng Xiao is already familiar with the road. In addition to the disciples of the Sword Pavilion in the past, there were also many demon cultivators who were mixed in. With Leng Xiao Xiuwei, if there is no Yin and Yang ghost to help, he will definitely not live for a moment or three.

At this time, it was like entering a no-man's land, and there was almost no pause in his footsteps, leaving a piece of broken bones wherever he passed.

The sword mound goes deep underground, and at the entrance, a road has been built, so I really don't plan to move the nest. A rich aura emanated from the entrance, presumably the reason for the spirit bones.

The Sword Pavilion Sword Shrine is one of the nine places of death, and it has more spiritual bones to enhance its strength, presumably no matter who it changes, it will never move the nest.

The people below didn't seem to notice anything wrong, and they cultivated separately, only because someone glanced at Leng Xiao more, Huo Ran stood up and exclaimed: "Leng Xiao!"

This person Leng Xiao still recognized that it was the elder of the Blue Sprint Sect who had escaped from the Blue Sprint Sect. I didn't expect to be able to live to this day, surrounded by disciples around me, and there was a vague look of being in the wind and water.

And his old sect, the Blue Mark Sect, was already a scorched earth.

Looking up, on the boulder, three big characters are engraved wantonly: Ghost Gate!

"The ghost door is closed, ridiculous, ridiculous!"

Leng Xiao waved his hand and released a terrifying sword aura, shattering the boulder into a piece of powder. The disciples of the Ghost Gate Pass were so frightened that they couldn't speak.

"This person is Leng Xiao, the elder of the Blue Sprint Sect, don't take it quickly!"

Immediately, some people who thought that their strength was extraordinary rushed up, and some people took advantage of the boldness of the people to come up together, and for a while, they were like a tide, wanting to drown the cold Xiao.

Leng Xiao was indifferent, and snorted in a low voice: "It's good to surrender to the spirit bones?

He coldly rushed towards the elder of the Blue Scar Sect, and repeatedly cast his bone shattering fingers, easily shattering several people, and the surging crowd was stunned in place.

The elder of the Blue Mark Sect was shocked, but it was gloomy, the aura was running, every inch of his body was lit up with white light, and there were hundreds of fused spirit bones, maybe even more small bones.

"Could it be that you have fused a complete spirit bone skeleton?"

The man laughed: "Exactly, Leng Xiao'er, are you afraid? Shibei should be impressed for three days, do you really think that the old man is still not your opponent?"

"There are no gallant rats, and watch the old man behead this thief!"

He swept a group of disciples into the air and rushed towards Leng Xiao.

Leng Xiao sighed lightly, there was a wind blowing in front of him, like a knife cut, it was true that he was no longer the opponent of this person. Unfortunately, he didn't plan to do it himself.

In the blink of an eye, a wall of insects had been built in front of him, and thousands of yin and yang ghosts collectively spewed out dead air.

The man smashed the insect wall away with a punch, and his confidence increased greatly: "Leng Xiao'er, aren't you only going to make these unpopular methods?"

"If you can't get into the stream, just be useful. ”

Leng Xiao bypassed him and walked past him, he wanted to stop him, but he was shocked to find that his body could no longer move, and his eyes quickly dimmed.

The old man, who was still invincible, was embraced by the yin and yang ghosts at this time, gnawed clean, and all the disciples of the ghost gate were frightened, and no one dared to act rashly, officially listing this unsightly insect as a dangerous thing.

Leng Xiao pinched a person's throat and asked, "Where is the captive?"

The man sneered: "My ghost door is closed, there is death and no life, where can I be a prisoner!"

After the hard breath passed, the person's throat was pinched into powder by Leng Xiao. Leng Xiao grabbed one of them again and asked the same question. Even if they fused the spirit bones, they were still as powerless as chickens and dogs in Leng Xiao's hands.

A demon cultivator roared, broke through the black clothes, and turned into a giant beast like a cow and a pig, exhaled two hot breaths from his nostrils, and said angrily: "How can we allow this guy to be presumptuous, you have been practicing so far, and you have the courage to feed the dog!"

As he was talking, a large number of yin and yang ghosts suddenly climbed on his legs, and he stomped his feet suddenly, and the entire sword mound seemed to be an earthquake. The body is huge, but it is bulky, and it has to change back into human form, but it is overwhelmed by the yin and yang ghosts in an instant.

After just two breaths, the person who was still shouting just now became a white skeleton, and not even a piece of flesh and skin remained.

Leng Xiao pinched the person in his hand, stepped forward and smashed the two spirit bones, and looked at the person in his hand again: "My patience is very limited. ”

The man's face turned pale, and his fingers pointed sharply in one direction.

Leng Xiao nodded, and asked again, "Where is the immortal plate?"

"What...... What is the immortal plate?"

Looking at this man's frightened appearance, Leng Xiao could be sure that he really didn't know. Then he took shape with aura, condensing the appearance of an immortal plate, and the man's eyes showed a hint of abruptness, and he shook his head again and again, gritted his teeth and said, "What is this, I ...... I've never seen one!"

As a result, he was also crushed into his throat.

Leng Xiao smiled faintly, he could already conclude that this immortal plate was still in the sword mound, and it must be in a place that only the Ghost Head Tuo could get.

However, everything is always unassertive, ordinary disciples can't, and he may not be able to.

After killing five or six people in a row, someone was finally overwhelmed and informed of the direction. Leng Xiao did spare his life.

There is a constant influx of yin and yang ghosts, staring at everyone fiercely, so that everyone does not dare to move.

The people who were killed by Leng Xiao just now were all Yuanying monks, and at this time, fortunately Leng Xiao did not take it seriously, and Yuanying slipped out of his body, at least he was not dead.

When he looked at the disciples who had a slightly lower cultivation who died at the hands of the Yin Yang Ghosts, his eyes suddenly widened, but he saw that a divine soul had also surfaced on the corpses of these disciples, saving his life for no reason!

Some people were shocked, some people were terrified, and some people were ecstatic, grabbed one person, pressed it on their own saber, and began to refine: "If the sword has a spirit, the grade should be improved again, even if it is the acquired sword spirit, the fit is not high, it is better than waiting for thousands of years to let the long sword give birth to the sword spirit independently!"

Many people's eyes lit up and their eyes were set on these wandering spirits.

Leng Xiao was the first to come to the place where the prisoners were held, and from time to time his bones stretched out his bones and drilled out the remains, dragging him for a long time.

A stone door, with a thick layer of dust at the corners, but most of the middle is extremely clean, and it can be seen that it is often opened.

The mechanism on the wall was very obvious, so Leng Xiao raised his hand and pressed it. When the stone door opened, a trap suddenly opened under his feet, and if it weren't for his ability to fly, he would have fallen down at this time.

"Who asked you to disturb this seat, if you don't want to become a puppet under this seat, get out of the way!"

Behind the door, a person sat with his back to Leng Xiao, and said lightly, without looking at Leng Xiao. The person in front of him is Chen Qiaoyu'an!

Next to Chen Qiaoyu'an, there was a human skin mask, which was already sparse at the moment. Under the two of them, there was a huge formation, full of spiritual jade, and the spiritual energy was constantly rolling.

"Still not rolling?"

Leng Xiao hesitated for a moment, didn't say a word, and chose to sneak attack! At this moment, what kind of gentleman did he care about, even if it was just his back, he still clearly remembered this outfit-

White Bone Sect, Metacarpal Bone Man, Bei Mo!

Bei Mo is a cultivator, and he must be above the weak Lingjiao King that day!

"Little thief, look for death!"

The moment Leng Xiao made a move, he was discovered by Bei Mo, and shattered Leng Xiao's bone-shattering finger, and suddenly found that a group of insects were spitting dead air at him.

He didn't move, turned around flatly, stared at Leng Xiao directly, and his expression moved: "It turned out to be you?

He slowly tore off the bandage that tightly wrapped his face, revealing a completely fleshless skull!