After practicing the ruthless way, the little sister is too strong

The further we went in, the thicker the fog became, and even seeing things became difficult.

Of course, whether there is light or not makes no difference to Xia Ling.

Following the location on the map, on the third night, we finally arrived at the place where the blood-clearing leaves grew.

Xia Ling used his spiritual sense to explore the surroundings. In front of him was a long suspension bridge. Under the suspension bridge was a bottomless cliff covered by fog.

It is probably through this suspension bridge that you can reach the cave where the Qingxue Leaf grows.

The suspension bridge is very narrow and two people cannot stand side by side, so they can only pass by one in front and one behind.

"I'm exploring the way ahead." Yan Xianshu took the initiative to walk onto the suspension bridge.

"We're with you!" His fellow junior brothers and sisters followed closely behind.

Seeing this, Lin Xingfan followed him, "Let's follow too."

Xia Ling walked at the end of his fellow brothers. As for the others from Yin Miao Sect, they hesitated for a moment and then followed.

When the group reached the middle of the suspension bridge, nothing unexpected happened.

But just when everyone thought everything would go smoothly, the surrounding fog suddenly became thicker, and poisonous gas from under the cliff began to overflow crazily.

Soon the surroundings were filled with white fog, to the point where they could not be seen with the naked eye.

The wind was blowing so hard that the suspension bridge began to shake violently.

Xia Ling raised his hand and grabbed the chain to stabilize his body.

"Junior sister, are you okay?" Lin Xingfan's voice rang out.

But the voice was a little weak, as if it was some distance away from Xia Ling.

"I'm fine." Xia Ling responded and fully expanded her spiritual sense, only to find that the mist was even stranger than she had expected.

Even her spiritual sense was unable to detect the road ahead clearly, and she could only barely perceive vague figures moving around.

Before everyone could recover, the chain began to swing wildly again, with a amplitude large enough to throw people out.

"Little junior sister!"

"Wanwan, where are you?"

Feng Shuxun and Yin Li both sounded anxious, and it was obvious that they had lost contact with their junior sister.

But neither of them responded, and Xia Ling felt a little strange.

I wanted to walk along the chain to see if I could meet Jiang Sumu, but suddenly, the chain of the suspension bridge broke violently.

The huge rocks on the nearby mountains seemed to have been hit by something, and they kept rolling, and some even fell over here.

The next moment, Xia Ling, who had just stabilized his body, was pushed down the cliff by a pair of hands.

Everything happened too suddenly. Xia Ling saw a blurry figure through his spiritual sense. Judging from the body shape, it was a woman.

……Ah.

She also guessed who it was. It was really a great move to kill him at this time.

Is this to ensure that his every move will not be discovered by the spiritual mirror?

The moment Xia Ling fell, he took out the poisoned dagger from the Xuanyin bracelet without hesitation, and used his spiritual power to control it and attack the person who had attacked him.

The sound of flesh tearing and an uncontrollable groan were heard.

Her aim was always good. She could see that the dagger went straight through the man's heart, splashing blood.

At this level, he would be half dead if not dead.

Xia Ling sneered, and felt a little relieved.

But at this moment, thunder rumbled, as if venting anger and dissatisfaction.

But he never managed to chop it down.

Tsk, a loyal dog protecting his master.

Xia Ling made a sharp comment. She wanted to shout to tell her fellow brothers that she was pushed down by Wen Gou, but she found that she couldn't make a sound? !

Xiao Jin also didn't expect that Wen Wan could get close to Xia Ling quietly in such a short time.

You have to know that Wen Wan was walking at the back, and the host was in the middle, with several people between them.

Furthermore, there wasn't even a trace of breath leaked out?

Was this premeditated?

Xiao Jin felt something was wrong, and after a careful inspection, she found that something was secretly helping her, and reminded her: [When Wen Wan pushed you, the ghost hiding beside her not only helped her conceal her breath, but also sprinkled poison powder on you that can make people lose their voices for a short period of time. ]

"I was careless." Xia Ling responded in a voice transmission, "How is Wen Gou now? Is he dead or not?"

Xiao Jin: [How could Qiyunzi die so easily? She has many ways to save her life. Plus, she has the blessing of the heavens, so she won't die even if her heart is pierced. And the ghost she is with is now taking her to heal her wounds.]

Seeing that it mentioned this ghost twice, Xia Ling thought about it.

ghost?

Could it be the ghost general in the original text?

In the original text, he only appears near the end.

And there is not much plot about him, he is just a small passerby who is mentioned briefly.

But now she shows up so early and is conquered by Wen Wan?

Xiao Jin is now somewhat helpless: [The Heavenly Dao cannot target you within this year, so it will definitely give more opportunities and benefits to the heroine it chooses. You must be prepared.]

Xia Ling let out a breath, "Got it."

The feeling of weightlessness was indeed uncomfortable. Xia Ling suppressed her irritability and took out the magic sword that Qi Huai had given her last time.

She wanted to try flying with a sword, but she found that there seemed to be some kind of restriction in the cliff. Most of her spiritual power was sealed, and now she could only mobilize a little bit, and she was completely unable to fly with a sword.

The cliff is so high and deep that Xia Ling can't even detect the bottom.

He had no choice but to insert the spirit sword into the cliff wall to slow down his falling speed, and then took out the defensive talismans in the Xuanyin bracelet and used them all on himself.

The turbulent airflow and poisonous gas around him were separated, and Xia Ling felt that his breathing became much smoother.

Now she hated herself for not drawing some flying symbols!

About half a quarter of an hour later, the sword was almost sparking, but Xia Ling had not yet reached the bottom of the cliff.

During this time, Xia Ling discovered that the deeper he went, the more spiritual energy there was around him, but there was also a lot of demonic energy.

Another quarter of an hour passed and we finally reached the bottom.

Although the sword was not broken, Xia Ling's hands were covered in blood, so he had to give up the sword.

At this falling speed, even with countless defensive talismans attached, there would still be a risk of fractures if the fall were to occur.

Just when she was in trouble, Que Ling's voice suddenly rang out.

"Xiao Lingzi, let me help you!" Que Ling had just woken up from his sleep and saw that his master was in danger, so he hurried out of the spirit beast space.

Just as Xia Ling was wondering what to do, he heard a loud cry.

Then she felt herself being dragged up by a huge body, and the touch of her hand was a little soft.

With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he discovered that Que Ling under him had turned into a huge monster.

Like a fire bird, but more like a phoenix.

But if you look closely, you can find that the Phoenix is ​​a little different.

There is another possibility...

Que Ling's voice rang out, interrupting Xia Ling's thoughts.

"Xiao Lingzi, I can't maintain this form for long. I'll get you to the bottom of the cliff first, and then you'll have to handle it on your own!"

It was too far from the top of the cliff for it to carry her up, so this was the only way for now.

Xia Ling retracted his thoughts, knowing that it had tried its best, and replied: "Okay, it's okay."

Que Ling brought Xia Ling to the bottom of the cliff. Fearing that there were monsters around, he roared as a warning and then returned to his original bird form.

Xia Ling felt it lying on his shoulder, and it was obviously a little weak.

I was a little worried about its condition, so I quickly took out a few pills from the space and fed them to it, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Que Ling was a little listless: "I'm sorry, Xiao Lingzi, I can't help you..."

The same thing happened last time. When she was struck by lightning and half dead, it was also sleeping. Although it sensed the danger, it was unable to wake up.

When she woke up, she found that she was seriously injured and blind...

Xia Ling raised his hand and touched its head. "Don't blame you. This time it's my own fault."

This time she underestimated her enemy. From now on, she will not give Wen Wan even the slightest chance.

Que Ling nodded, but still felt a little uncomfortable.

Xia Ling checked the surroundings and found that Que Ling's roar actually scared away a large number of monsters. His guess was already formed.

He asked, "Xiao Ling, are you Zhuque?"

Xiao Jin had talked to her about this topic before.

Vermillion Bird, one of the four spirits.

If the phoenix is ​​the king of birds, then the Vermillion Bird is the deity that is above the phoenix and all beasts.

Although she couldn't tell its color just now, from its appearance, it didn't look like a fire bird at all.

It doesn't look like a phoenix either.

But if it really is the Vermillion Bird, one of the four spirits, why would it appear in the lower world of cultivation?