"Benchu's ancestor, the spirit beast is fierce and stormy. The eldest brother and the younger brother are no match for each other."

Wang Ming gasped and rushed to the sword all the way: "Please ask the ancestor to rescue all the brothers and brothers as soon as possible."

I was standing in the air without moving, and the golden light filled my whole body like a god.

"knew."

Benchu ​​looked calm, and when he looked at the direction Wang Ming pointed out, his body shook. The yellow giant sword suddenly tore through the sky and turned into a ball of lightning and flew towards the direction of the ferocious beast.

"Wow! So fast."

Wang Ming's eyes were bright, and the white sword light was shaking and unable to control it: "When will I be able to reach the state of the ancestor Benchu? My mother---" Wang Ming's body shook and almost went on a disaster. Fortunately, he calmed down when he was anxious and fully maintained his sword under his feet. Zeng Xin stood there.

It seems that the elder brother and the younger brother are not in danger. Wang Ming was envious when he saw the yellow aperture. As soon as the ancestor Benchu ​​arrived, he was still flocking to the ferocious lion. But suddenly a sudden change occurred. The yellow light ball in front of him suddenly collapsed like lightning and turned back. The yellow light suddenly turned and galloped straight towards the northeast of Lingshan.

"Master, it's not right. You've got the wrong direction."

Wang Ming shouted, but the golden light disappeared without paying attention.

Benchu ​​did not get the wrong direction. At the moment he flew over the valley just now, he clearly felt an unusual wave of spiritual power. This wave of spiritual power came from the northeast corner of Lingshan. As he looked at him, two blurry black shadows instantly penetrated into the sky-blocking formation and entered Lingshan.

The sky-blocking formation did not stop at all.

The strange thing has to make my original intention alert. Who can pass through the sky-blocking formation quietly? Could it be that a demon sect really wants to enter my Lingshan to make trouble?

But when did the Demon Sect, the Demon Sect have played such a powerful role again?

Benchu ​​quickly walked along the direction of two black shadows and entered Lingshan. The sunshine in Lingshan was gentle, the green mountains and green grass was peaceful and there was nothing terrible.

"It's hard that I'm wrong."

I was a little confused at first, but he did not relax. Lingshan is the holy land of the first sect. Every peak, water, grass and tree has been carefully managed by generations. If the people in the Demon Sect really entered the Lingshan formation without using the power of the forsaken, you can imagine what kind of disaster Lingshan would suffer.

"Aunt, this place is so beautiful."

This is the first time that Yu Yu has entered Lingshan, and he is inevitably attracted by the green mountains and grass in front of him.

"What's the beauty of some flowers and plants? How can we compare to our Nether Palace here?"

The two of them spoke, but their bodies seemed to fly towards Chaoyang Peak, one of the six peaks of Lingshan, as fast as the wind.

"But aunt, this place is so big, where can we find it?" Yu Yu looked at the six peaks in front of him, and asked in confusion.

"First follow me to meet old friends."

Looking at the moon platform on Chaoyang Peak, Duanmu looked at the handwriting left on the large stone with a blank expression. It was a smooth stone wall, with a few lines of words engraved with a sword on the stone wall. One is graceful and calm, which is a woman's handwriting; the other is a big opening and closing, although it is crazy, it is still free and easy.

"Disciple, disciple. Why don't you listen to your teacher's sincere advice?"

Duanmu said sadly: "What good things are there for the people in the Demon Sect? Now you are in danger of being in danger. You can tell how sorry you feel when you are a master."

"hypocritically."

"who?"

Two black figures floated gently onto the moon-looking platform. The witch ignored Duanmu's surprised eyes and walked straight towards the smooth stone wall.

"If I get my heart, I'm willing to suffer three thousand swords."

"Hmph!"

The witch looked at the last few messy and free handwriting on the stone wall and sneered: "Brother, this is your tone. Not everyone can write these words. It's just that you are willing to die for a woman. This is really not the behavior of our Demon Sect." Originally, the Demon Sect was just maliciously slandered by some people with bad intentions, but at this time she took care of her relatives and felt sorry for herself.

"Who are you?"

Duanmu looked solemn, his eyes were full of anger.

"Duanmu, you are really old. Do you have a good memory?"

Huo Yi, the witch in the previous generation, continued, "My brother died under your siege. You really don't remember this revenge."

"It's you."

A cold light flashed in Duanmu's hand: "You are the witch Huo Yi, the sister of the big devil."

Huo Yi ignored him and looked at the handwriting on the stone wall: "The right and the demons are incompatible, and the next time they meet will be your death."

"Good fate is fate, bad fate is fate, deep fate is shallow! "

The witch wanted to laugh when she saw these words. People wanted to kill you and were still talking nonsense. Only his elder brother could do such things. However, the woman named Yang Chan still couldn't bear to start. Not only that, they really became a lover. But the ending was very miserable.

"You killed my disciple, and you have nothing good to do with the Demon Cult."

The sword light in Duanmu's hand became more and more powerful: "Since we are here, let's break it today."

"Hey, old man. Are you embarrassed?"

The immortal lock in Yu Yu's hand was lightly blooming, and the glow of light flowed: "An old man actually bullied a woman, and he was a great beauty. You can really do it."

"You!" Duanmu's voice trembled slightly and his face turned red by the little girl's words.

"You are the one who serves in Lingshan to practice the authenticity, and the rest are all in the wrong ways. I think only you, the disciple who is close to my elder brother, is the one who knows the hero with wise eyes."

Huo Yi said coldly: "What is righteous and what is a demon? Is it possible to achieve it based on your words? Why do you need to divide the righteous and demons as long as they are strong enough?"

The practice of Lingshan has always been gradually approaching and does not violate the way of heaven, but this practice method requires years of hard practice and progress is very slow. The Demon Sect is to strengthen one's body to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it is a way to practice against heaven. This method of practice is very fast, especially for beginners, disciples of the Demon Sect, who can practice for five or six years, which is enough to top up the practice of Shangling Mountain for five or six years. The speed is so fast that it is a big disadvantage. Although this practice method is fast, it will lay the greatest hidden dangers for the practitioners themselves, and there will be endless troubles.

In fact, in addition to the distinction between good and evil, there is also a kind of evil cultivator among the world - a way to strengthen oneself by killing, plundering, sucking others' cultivation.

The difference between righteousness and demons is just the difference between the methods of practice. There is not much hatred between the two parties. But evil cultivators are different. Because the practice method is extremely cruel and bloody, there is no distinction between righteousness and demons when sucking the opposite direction, the evil cultivators are the common enemy of the two factions of righteousness and demons.

Although evil cultivators are powerful, they are very few. Firstly, it is due to the strong suppression of both the righteous and the demons, and secondly, evil cultivators are sucked in the opposite direction without distinguishing each other, even brothers and sons are inevitable. In this way, even fewer evil cultivators are found. In the past few decades, there are even fewer evil cultivators.

"Duanmu, today is my brother's death day. I don't want to do it."

Duanmu suddenly laughed to the sky, his voice full of desolation.

"Your brother's death day is-----yes. Today is also the death day of my disciple."

Duanmu stretched out his right hand, and his energy faintly said, "My disciple was killed by you, let's break it today."

"Are you finished?"

Yu Yu had long been a little annoyed, and the Immortal Lock Bringing Lock was piao in the wind: "I want to fight, right? Let's talk about the Immortal Lock in my hand first."

The fish didn't say much, and the Immortal Lock rose in the wind, hovering in front of her, as she gestured, she led the Immortal Lock into three ways and quickly circled away.

"The Immortal Lock."

Duanmu's expression remained unchanged, but the green light in his hand surged.

It was not the first time they met with the Immortal Lock. About fifteen years ago, the master personally suppressed the formation, and the elder brother Bai Lun and the six of their brothers defeated the demon son. At that time, the help from the Demon Cult was Huo Yi, who was holding the Immortal Lock in his hand. The elder brother Bai Lun personally went to stop him. Unexpectedly, the witch had a fairy lock that was equal to the elder brother. He was almost locked by the Immortal Lock several times. After several twists and turns, the demon was killed. The witch Huo Yi was sad and killed with the Immortal Lock.

Decades later, when Duanmu saw the Immortal Lock again, how could Duanmu feel calm?

"rise!"

Duanmu sword light gently stroked in front of him, and an arc-shaped light escape immediately blocked the way for the three immortal locks.

"Huh!"

This was the first time Yu Yu fought with the Supreme Elder in Lingshan. Duanmu's methods were much stronger than Liu Ruxue. On that day, Liu Ruxue drew three lights in a row, but the three lights were rushed by Lingxi. The old man only drew one escape, but this escape was as strong as a city wall.

The fish turtle continuously urged the spiritual power, and the Immortal Lock flew back and forth and kept hitting him, with a constant banging sound. The light escaped and still stopped moving.

"Funny, old man, are your practice very high?"

"snort!"

The sect leader Huo Yi suddenly turned around and snorted coldly, then raised a ball of black air in his palm and looked straight under Duanmu.

"Demon Cloud Palm."

Duanmu exclaimed, and he kept facing the Immortal Lock and never noticed the witch's continuous disturbance in his hands. As soon as the other party took action, his figure was covered by the rolling smoke.

"Let's go."

The leader of the Demon Sect looked at the words on the stone wall deeply, and finally turned around and ignored Duanmu, which was covered by rolling black smoke, and walked straight down the mountain.

"Junior brother, don't panic, I'll save you."

As soon as Huo Yi and Yu Yu left the platform, Benchu ​​came over with his sword.

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