Master Ling is pestered by people every day

After resting for two hours, the group took advantage of the night to rush over the mountains, and their pace slowed down when the morning approached.The surrounding weeds were dense, and the road was covered with hard rocks. Ling Xingye walked in front, holding a few Fuyu stones in his hand and tossing them.

Walking along the stone road, I soon entered the Ten Thousand Bone Mountain that Yin Xueying said. It was said to be overcast, but there were more dead branches and fallen leaves on the ground, and there were more crows screaming above the head. The collapsed and desolate tomb There are a lot more, and in addition to being surrounded by barren mountains on all sides, the sun is not seen all year round, so it is inevitable that it will be a bit cold and dark.

With a crisp cracking sound, the skull under Ling Xingye's feet was trampled in half. At the bare bottom of the mountain in front of him, a hole about three feet high was exposed. He looked at it for a while, touched his chin, and strode away. go in.

The entrance of the cave was very rough. Judging from the traces, it was built within a year or two. Within ten steps inside, there was a ray of fire hanging on the higher and higher rock walls.

Ling Xingye pressed down on the rock wall with one hand, and with a little force, he removed the Feather Stones inlaid in the stone wall. As soon as he entered the entrance of the cave, the Feather Stones appeared sparsely. One can imagine what the scene was like inside.

After walking for nearly half an incense stick, there was a faint sound of heavy knocking in the depths of the passage. Ling Xingye quickened his pace and came head-on. There was a wide and empty cave with a red formation in the center, exuding a magnificent atmosphere. There are nearly a hundred people in the surrounding rock walls, ground, and mid-air, some of them are mining Fuyu stones, some are transporting a cart full of Fuyu stones to the formation, and they disappear in an instant, and there are several people in silver armor. People stand on high places, and it seems that they are operating in the supervision hole.

The moment Ling Xingye appeared, the people inside the cave collectively stopped moving and looked towards the passage in unison. These people were all tall and strong, with disheveled hair and fierce eyes.

"destroyed."

As soon as Ling Xingye finished speaking, two figures jumped up from behind, one rushed into the air, and the other arrived at the formation.

Bang bang sounded several times, and a silver whip landed on the formation on the ground with a sharp wind whistling sound, instantly making the formation flicker on and off, almost shattering.

In the sky above, Ning Chaoyang held a fan, blocking the attacks of several magicians towards Cheng Lan, like walking in a court with ease.

"Is this the demon race?" Yin Xueying stared, excited and timid.

"Demon slave and magician." Ling Xingye folded his hands, looked at the two people in the battle, and returned Yin Xueying by the way.

"Are those wearing silver-white armor magicians? I heard that they are equivalent to the level of the spirit sect, but even the spirit king can be slaughtered! Will Sister Lan and the others be in danger?" Yin Xueying asked in amazement. She thought they were all demons before. Slave, seeing Cheng Lan and the two playing so easily, I thought about picking a few weak players to practice, but I didn't expect that there were three magicians in it.

"Dangerous?" Ling Xingye raised his eyebrows lightly, nodded, and said in a voice, "I think someone is really dangerous."

In mid-air, Ning Chaoyang staggered violently, narrowly dodged the thick and powerful punch on the left, spread the folding fan in his hand, resisted the attacking blade from behind, then quickly turned over, and used his strength to kick the person closest to him. on the magician.

He took a moment to glance at Cheng Lan, seeing that she had destroyed the formation, with a flick of the silver whip, he swept away all the demon slaves around in an instant, and the fierce aura could be sensed even here.

He kept complaining in his heart, and Ling Xingye watched from below, just to see how they improved in the past ten years, but Cheng Lan was completely fine, after all, he had been cultivating hard for ten years.But he is different, three days drying fish and two days netting, compared to ten years ago, it has increased, but he bet, this growth is not the same in Ling Xingye's eyes!

Qin Fanzhou stood beside Ling Xingye, looked around, and asked curiously, "Why is no one coming here? Shouldn't the persimmon be squeezed softly?" Ling Xingye smiled coolly, and didn't bother to answer.

"I can't do it! I want to try it too!" Yin Xueying held the red shadow and was eager to try it, while Xiaobai walked around her legs, looking forward vigilantly.

"Then you go." Ling Xingye glanced at the person and said casually.

When Yin Xueying heard this, she somehow felt as if she had been recognized, her confidence instantly increased several times, and Chi Ying opened the way ahead and charged forward.

When Ning Chaoyang saw a person rushing towards him suddenly, his eyes widened, and he was so angry that he wanted to kick him out.

Healer!What is the spirit master here to join in the fun? !Now he pays special attention to this little girl, so as not to be directly cannon fodder!

Soon, a figure stood in front of Yin Xueying. Like a newborn calf, Yin Xueying was fearless. With her right hand, the red shadow spun up and roared up.Unexpectedly, as soon as Chi Ying touched the demon slave, that figure turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared.

Yin Xueying panicked and looked around. Chi Ying was spinning in the air without direction.Behind her, a plume of black smoke rose suddenly, and a fist struck violently.

Yin Xueying seemed to have sensed it, but it was too late to turn around and evade. At the very moment, a folding fan appeared out of thin air and blocked the punch. At the same time, a white light suddenly appeared, like a sharp blade, dividing the demon slave who had just appeared into several fragments, turning them into ash.

Ning Chaoyang lost the folded willow, and immediately jumped up to distance himself from the three mages. He summoned all the spiritual energy in his body, squeezed the formula with both hands, and used the fire refining method.

In an instant, dozens of fire circles ignited in the entire space, devouring and destroying the enveloping demon slaves. At the same time, the three magicians were trapped in the red flames, struggling endlessly.

Ning Chaoyang took advantage of this gap to recall Zheliu, and with a wave of his fan, the white light was like an arc-shaped blade, cutting off the magician by the waist, turning him into ashes.

He glanced at Cheng Lan and saw that her side was also coming to an end, so he didn't bother to intervene.He took two steps back, knocked the willow in his hand into the air, and a black smoke suddenly appeared, turning into a magician.

"I want to lie to you, Grandpa Ning, and I'll be more like three or four hundred years of practice." Ning Chaoyang snorted coldly, channeled his spiritual power in his palm, and was about to hit the person behind him, and solve it with one move.

The sorcerer turned around abruptly, and the red flame on his forehead instantly lit up.

Oops!Ning Zhaoyang was shocked, he actually possessed the magic flame, his left hand had already been palmed and it was difficult to take it back, so he turned Zheliu into a bigger one and blocked it between the two of them.

With a bang, the magician exploded suddenly, turning into several crimson flames, rushing in all directions.

Noisy!

Ling Xingye stretched out his hand and blocked a ray of magic flames. Qin Fanzhou opened his eyes wide, looking at the palm that suddenly appeared in front of him, and the burning red flame tightly sticking to it, "Ling Xingye!"

"What for?" Ling Xingye withdrew his hand, patted the dancing magic flame on the back of his hand, extinguished it, and put it down as if nothing had happened.Qin Fanzhou grabbed his wrist and pulled it up. Sure enough, he saw that the back of half of his hand was already bloody, scorched black and blood red, with blood and bones protruding faintly.

Seeing Qin Fanzhou's stunned look, Ling Xingye laughed secretly, and withdrew his hand, "It's just a small injury, and it will recover in a few hours."

"Aren't you in pain?" Qin Fanzhou narrowed his eyes slightly, seeing Ling Xingye's calm and breezy appearance.

"It's fine if you don't get hurt to death." Ling Xingye said, looking at Ning Chaoyang who had already cleaned the place, and sneered, "Get over here." He guessed that Ning Chaoyang would be lazy, but he didn't expect it to be so Seriously, according to this trend, if you encounter more demons in the future, don't you just finish the game?

Ning Zhaoyang walked over with a sullen head, seeing the wound on Ling Xingye's hand, his eyes twitched, and he honestly admitted his mistake: "It's my fault, I didn't realize that the magician had magic flames, please forgive me, Lord Ling." There is a place called Demon Flame Realm, where you can obtain fire seeds and evolve into magic flames. If this kind of magic flame is not extinguished with spiritual power, it can burn forever.However, the process of obtaining fire seeds is extremely difficult, so there are very few people who have magic flames.

"Cheng Lan, go back to Jiuzhou to spread the news and ask someone to solve this problem. As for you," Ling Xingye chuckled, put his hand on Ning Chaoyang's shoulder, and patted, "Ask for leave from the department. Long, our relationship is unfamiliar, so let’s take this opportunity to have a good communication.”

Ning Chaoyang clenched the sound transmission jade in his hand, silently walked aside, began to edit the reason for leave, and noted the date of return - unknown.

When Yin Xueying saw Chuanyinyu for the first time, she was a little curious, so she asked Qin Fanzhou.Qin Fanzhou said: "It is said that it is unique to Sansi Fanwei and above, and it can transmit sound for thousands of miles."

Yin Xueying was surprised, and lowered her voice, "Are they Zhan Fan?"

Qin Fanzhou nodded, and asked Ning Chaoyang before.

Yin Xueying took a breath, her eyes lit up instantly, "Can their sound transmission jade communicate with Jue?"

"Yes." Ling Xingye leaned on the rock wall, picked a few Fuyu stones and put them in the storage bag. Qibao has always loved this kind of heaven and earth spirit stones, so he can save some for it to finish.

"What about that statue?"

"Anything that can't be done is absolutely possible."

"Is it really only the third division that has it? I really want one too!" Yin Xueying said with hope in her eyes, pulling the red shadow in her hand.

Ling Xingye said: "Emperor Ji has it, Empress Dowager Ji has it..."

Yin Xueying was like a heavy blow. For the people of the northern wilderness who seem to be in a distant country, Jiuzhou is an imaginary paradise, and the ruler of Jiuzhou, the Ji family, is a figure who is far away in Jiuchongtian, but listening to Ling Xingye Having said that, she felt inexplicably within reach, and she covered her heart, as if her life had been sublimated in an instant.

Qin Fanzhou was very interested, and said to himself: "I heard that the Ji family has a spiritual weapon that can call wind and rain. If I can transmit the sound to Emperor Ji, I will borrow it from him. In this way, the Northern Wilderness can have smooth weather all year round." ... Well, at least there will be no shortage of water."

Soon, a piece of sapphire dangled in front of him, Qin Fanzhou raised his eyes and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"Didn't you want to transmit the sound to Emperor Ji and borrow the Xingyu flag?" Ling Xingye said seriously.

Qin Fanzhou shrank back, surprised and said: "Are you serious?" He pointed, "Can this transmit sound to Emperor Ji?"

"Of course, you can find the Empress Dowager if you want, anyway, the Xingyu Banner is of no use in the Emperor Continent."

Qin Fanzhou pondered for a moment, and said seriously: "Are you Zhan Fan?"

"No."

Qin Fanzhou recalled the time when he picked up Ling Xingye, exactly ten years ago, Zuo Yinjue who was just mentioned last night seemed to have disappeared at this time, he shuddered, dumbfounded and said: "Zuo Yinjue?"

Ling Xingye raised his eyebrows, "Just call me Ling Xingye."

"Huh," Qin Fanzhou let out a long breath.Listening to the conversation between the two, Yin Xueying's expression became more and more strange, and when she got here, she had already turned into panic.

Ling Xingye pursed his lips slightly, with an interesting taste: "Thank you both for remembering what I said so clearly, but it's a pity that neither my eyes are blood red, nor my face is livid."

After he finished speaking, he explained to Cheng Lan, greeted Ning Chaoyang, and walked out with Qin Fanzhou who hadn't calmed down, and Yin Xueying whose cheeks were flushed from smiling.