Seeing that his identity had been exposed by this person, the darkness was no longer hidden, and he said angrily: Since you had known my identity as Shen, in the realm of my Shenyuan, you, the people of your Demon Sect dared to come and cause trouble.

The man in black sneered: Xiao Xiao Shenyuan, what's the point of being worried about? Then his face darkened and his face was arrogant: Don't hide it if you don't say secret words. As long as the master of Shenyuan handed over that thing, my Demonic Blood Sect will let you go. Otherwise, he hummed: Don't blame me for showing mercy. As he said that, his whole body exploded and the cold wind spread again.

When Chen Ling heard that it was the Demon Evil Blood Sect of the Demon Sect, his face changed drastically. This person was rumored to be the number one person in the Demon Sect, and he actually came out. He didn't know if he would lead someone with a background for the sake of the Seven Mystery. He could only sigh in his heart: This Seven Mystery is in me, Chen. When he meets such a person, even if he sacrifices his life to die, this divine thing will eventually fall into the hands of a traitor. How could he fulfill his master's will? I am afraid... But although he thought so in his heart, he was extremely firm in his heart, that is, such evil things must not fall into the hands of others. Master Chen Yun's will always echo in his ears.

Retracting his mind, since he had no way out, he could only fight to the death. Chen Ling instinctively quickly transformed the long sword hidden in his body, and the sword rotated like Tai Chi in his hand, crossing his chest to be wary.

He looked at the Demon Blood Sect and said furiously: Demon, I think you are nonsense. Since ancient times, good and evil have not matched each other. If you speak wildly, don’t be arrogant.

The Demon Evil Blood Sect said with a gloomy face: When death comes, you still dare to speak stubbornly. I will fulfill your wish. As he said that, he spread his palms and the blue veins exploded. A powerful black gas was nurturing between his palms, and his palms instantly slashed the bursting black gas towards Chen Ling.

Seeing the black air containing the terrifying energy hit hard, wherever weeds and branches seemed to be ashes, and came with huge energy.

The muscles on Chen Ling's face had already twitched, and the long sword across his chest was still rotating, not airtight. Facing the fierce attack, he pushed his palms out and circled back and forth in front of his chest. He saw that two flame-like cyclones had already transformed between his palms. Chen Ling gathered all his veins, and the cyclones between his palms exploded several times. The flame-like cyclones formed a powerful Tai Chi pattern, which was injected into the sword spiral instantly. The sword spiral formed a huge Tai Chi net, like a transparent water wall.

When the powerful black air mass collided with the Tai Chi sword net, an explosion sounded like thunder, and the dusty miasma instantly spread.

Chen Ling's sword net was torn apart in an instant, and the long sword bounced out several feet away, but flew back to Shen Ling's hand like a mission, and the rapidly coming black air was also dispersed.

Chen Ling also retreated several feet away with his long sword in his hand. His hands trembled slightly, his forehead was sweating coldly, and a hint of pale appeared. It was obvious that he had been injured by the air mass when he had a full blow just now.

The Demon Evil Blood Sect withdrew his palms and said without changing his face: I didn't expect that you, Chen Ling, are indeed extraordinary, have some Taoist cultivation, and can withstand this blow. You are worthy of being the leader of the First Academy. But I Demon Evil underestimated it.

Then he jokingly said: It is not easy for you to have a certain level of cultivation, so why bother to make unnecessary sacrifices? Isn’t it a pity to die at my hands? I wasted my whole life of cultivation. Why not? Finally, he changed his tone and said coldly: As long as you hand over the treasure obediently, I will spare your life.

Chen Ling covered his chest, tightened the sword in his hand, and said with a sarcastic look on his face, "The devil is the devil, I, I, Chen Ling, are you afraid of death, you are a greedy person, you are a greedy person, you are a greedy person, you are a traitor, Chen, advises you not to be foolish, there is no seven mystery good in the world at all.

Before he could finish his words, the demon evil spirit was already crazy. He burst into tears: Nonsense, it is impossible not to have it. I have been looking for it for many years. It is for this day. This divine object is in your sank courtyard, right on you. He laughed to the sky, his face was covered with ferocious face, his eyes were flashing with blood, his demonic energy was rising, his body was full of wind, and the wind was howling. His eyes were fierce and angry and said: I will send you to the West now and find this divine object.

The demon evil had already had a murderous intent. His palms were filled with demonic energy, as if all spirits were surging. The power contained in this palm was no less than several times that of just now. At this critical moment of life and death, Chen Ling felt a little sad. He knew that he might be in trouble if he took this palm, but he could not let go of many things in his heart. Many people, especially those he loved deeply, were already upright and fortunate. Even if he died, he could not let go of his life's dignity. He was just secretly blaming himself in his heart, the person he could not let go of the most.

Chen Murong sent out a long sword again, injecting all the veins into the sword body. The thick sword intent formed countless sword shadows, and circled out all over his body. The sword net seemed like a sword wall, scattered out, and the force was fierce, and everything he touched was destroyed.

The evil spirits of the demons rushed over like evil spirits. Seeing this formation, the two of them had made their last attempt.

The sword wall collided with the evil spirit black air, and the explosion sounded again, which had already reflected the place half a red sky. The surroundings were full of strong winds. Chen Ling was hit by the powerful energy and flew back several feet away and fell heavily to the ground. His whole body was already ragged. A mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and he was seriously injured. He lay on the ground, and the two magical objects that had been wrapped in his sleeve rolled out. He tried his best to pick it up, but it was another wave of trouble. The blood surged, and the whole body was extremely painful and it was difficult to move. What made him feel strange was that the backlash force could kill himself with one blow just now. But when he fought for the last attack, he could never resist the demonic attack. But for some reason, the energy instantly exploded a lot, which made him safe. He looked at the package scattered on the ground and thought to himself: Could it be that it was done by the master's spiritual consciousness? For a moment, he felt a lot of sadness in his heart, and he felt leisurely.

The demon demon saw that Chen Ling could resist his killing of all spirits. Although he was seriously injured, he could not kill him. Inexplicable doubt arose in his heart, but when he saw the packages scattered on the ground, he had no concern in his heart for a moment. He had only one thought in his heart that the object of this package must be Qi Xuan Shan. Then he didn't think about it anymore and then jumped towards Qi Xuan Shan.

Chen Murong knew the purpose of the demon. He was very anxious. He struggled and was about to rise up to block it, but his body could not move.

The more anxious he felt in his heart, the more blood and blood were surging, making him feel in pain, but his face was filled with helplessness and sorrow.

As the demon demon was about to approach the wrapped thing, he felt a pure energy shot from the sky and smashed in front of the demon demon blood sect.

Chen Ling and the demon were both shocked. Looking up at the sky, although it was silent, there was murderous intent everywhere in this quiet night.

After the shock just now, the demon did not move forward. His face was cold and gloomy. He looked around and said: "Sneaking, hiding in the dark, is a hero. Since you are here, please show up and attack in the back. Is it the style of your famous and upright family?

The qi just now shot straight from the air, with pure and profound force. This was clearly a move by a decent person, but it was hard to guess which school it came from just this move.

Seeing that the demon was blocked by a ray of energy, Chen Ling's tense heart was slightly relieved, but he was still worried. He could guess that this person who was secretly unexplained in the dark was a decent person, but who could know what he was coming for? In addition to worry, there were only countless question marks.

After the demonic words were inspiring each other, a man in black jumped out of the sky. He jumped in the air, wearing black clothes, his face was wrapped, only two deep flipped eyes were revealed, staring at the field tightly. After a moment, he finally spoke: Demonic Blood Sect, you, a senior, are still so serious about me, and you are not afraid of losing your identity.

As soon as the sound came out, it was not difficult to guess that this was an old man with a profound knowledge of his skills. His pulse was very profound, but he could not guess who the old man was. Chen Ling frowned and he couldn't think of who the old man was and why he came to meet him again. But when he heard this tone of speaking, he felt chilling and could only sigh inwardly: He is another master who is not kind to the old man.

The demon evil smiled sinisterly: You dare not show your true face, aren’t you afraid of losing your identity? Then he snorted coldly: I’m afraid you are not here too, and everyone in the world is a hypocrite.

The old man in front of him laughed wildly and floated downwards several feet away from the demon. He ignored the demon. He looked at Chen Ling beside him and looked at the package on the ground. It seemed as if his eyes lit up, and he said in a deep voice: Master Chen, he should protect this object without hesitation. Could this be the legendary divine object?

Chen Murong looked at the old man. The aura that this man exuded was like that of the demon. He was already a top-notch existence in cultivation. He didn't know who this man was. Seeing that this man was unknown, he did not answer the old man's question, but frowned: I dare to ask what kind of sect and sect of the senior, why don't he show his true face to others.

The old man laughed sternly and said: Which sect is that important? Apart from the meridian and qi cultivation, everything in my eyes is like smoke and clouds. Then he said with a hint of evil spirit: Why should I ask the Lord of the Temple Shen knowingly? The old man continued: Since the Lord of the Temple Shen has been seriously injured, this precious thing may be kept for you temporarily, so as not to fall into the hands of the Demon Sect.

As he said that, the old man in black snatched the package, and the demon demon beside him had already seen the old man in black snatched away, and both of them snatched the same thing.

Chen Ling could only watch the two masters of the righteous and demons doing whatever they wanted, and he was powerless in his heart.

When they snatched the package, they also used tricks to each other. The two of them had a profound cultivation level, and they were only a few feet apart. Their palms were facing each other, but they were in stalemate. No one had the upper hand. It was just a powerful wave caused by the two confrontation, which flattened the ground this week and was in a mess.
Chapter completed!