In the morning, everyone was refreshed after a night's rest. After hearing Cheng Ling's inference, she agreed with his idea without hesitation. After working hard for so long, she finally had a chance to find the home of Wuying Tower.
Cheng Ling didn't say anything and led them directly up Fushan Mountain. Fushan, no one has walked through it for I don’t know how many years, is full of primitive atmosphere, and the interior is densely covered with green forests.
At this moment, in the jungle, there was a person lying down. Most of this person's body was naked. He was smeared with some plant juices, showing a light green color, but there was a vague pattern on his arms.
He lay there motionless, even breathing very lightly, as if not at all. After a while, this person almost completely disappeared, and ordinary people could not find him at all.
It didn't take long, and suddenly there were sounds of running in the jungle in the distance. Immediately afterwards, a demon spirit the size of a calf with sharp thorns growing out of its mouth roared out.
This demon spirit looks similar to a wild boar, but there is a ferocious aura about it. It is obviously a ferocious and violent beast. Even so, there is no power fluctuation in this beast's body.
The demon spirit roared and jumped out of the jungle. However, at the moment he rushed out, the man who had been lying motionless on the ground suddenly jumped out and grabbed a long black pole in his hand. At the top of the long pole, there was a A rusty knife that emits a faint light!
This man was extremely fast. Almost the moment the demon spirit rushed out, the long pole in his hand had already stabbed it hard. The demon spirit obviously didn't notice anyone here, and was obviously startled, but more importantly, it was angry. It roared and did not dodge, and slammed into the long pole in the man's hand.
But after hearing a few clicks, the long pole shattered from the middle. The man whose whole body was smeared with green liquid twisted his body and directly grabbed the rusty knife on the long pole. Without hesitation, he stepped forward and stepped on the demon spirit. On the back, he grabbed its mane with his left hand, and stabbed it hard with the rusty knife in his right hand, piercing directly into the neck.
The demon spirit was in pain, roaring and struggling even more shrillly, and it suddenly ran rampant with the person on its back.
Cheng Ling and others rushed to the scene based on the huge noise. This fight between a man and an animal is extremely dangerous, and judging from the aura of the demon spirit, it has reached the sixth level!
I saw that the demon spirit's eyes were red at the moment, and it was letting out bursts of shrill roars. However, the person on its back always had a calm look. He firmly grabbed the mane with his left hand and clung to the beast's back to maintain body coordination. It was motionless, and its right hand was as steady as a mountain, stabbing the rusty knife firmly into its neck.
After a while, the demon spirit's eyes dimmed, and the blood flowing from the wound on his neck was no longer red, but had a faint light. Finally, the demon spirit fell to the ground with a pop, motionless.
The man above the demon spirit also breathed a sigh of relief and pulled out the rusty knife. But, at this moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he turned around suddenly and looked at Cheng Ling and others, with confusion in his eyes.
Cheng Ling frowned and looked over. He was quite surprised in his heart. He looked no different from ordinary aborigines, but why he had such strong strength to kill a six-striped demon spirit alone.
Looking at his arm again, his expression changed and he immediately became more vigilant. He waved left and right to signal Yin Luoyao and others behind him to get ready for battle!
That man also looked at Cheng Ling and the others warily. After absorbing the light emitted by the demon spirit, he said, "Who are you and what are you doing in Fushan?"
Cheng Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This was indeed Fushan. It seemed that his inference was correct. He did not answer directly, but pretended to look the man up and down for a while, and then said after a while: "Who are you? And why are you here."
The man was stunned and said: "My name is Tuomu. I have lived in Fushan since I was a child. Hey! You haven't answered my question yet."
Cheng Ling's heart moved. This boy was a bit naive and had lived in Fushan since he was a child. He seemed to have nothing to do with the people in Wuyinglou. Could he be an ordinary aboriginal? But what about the lines on his arms?
After pondering for a while, Cheng Ling said: "We are warriors of the Zhuifeng Tribe, and we are going to the Demon Spirit Plain on the orders of the clan leader. Is this the only place that must be passed to enter the Demon Spirit Plain? How to enter?"
This is very well said. First of all, the seven of them were all wearing the costumes of the Wind Chaser Tribe. Secondly, looking at each other, they looked like the aborigines of the Demon Spirit Continent. They should have some knowledge of the Demon Spirit Plains.
Sure enough, Tuomu was startled when he heard this and said: "What! You actually want to enter the Demon Spirit Plain? I have never heard of the Wind Chaser tribe, but I know that your clan leader definitely wants you to die."
Cheng Ling smiled secretly in his heart and asked, "How do you say this?"
"This is indeed the only way to pass through the Demon Spirit Plain ahead, but as you just saw, the six-striped demon spirits I killed before. In this area, the number of such demon spirits is still very rare, but the further in, The deeper you go, the more there will be.”
"And if you want to enter the Demon Spirit Plain, you have to pass through a mysterious mountain road. It is very dangerous and impossible to pass."
"Oh? That's not necessarily true. In fact, we came here with two people. I wonder if you saw them. One of them is dressed in black and the other is a woman in white. Their features are very obvious and it should be easy to distinguish them."
"Oh! So you are looking for them. I have indeed seen this. Those men in black are nothing special. They do shameful things all day long!"
Cheng Ling's body trembled slightly, Tuomu's words confirmed his guess, and Qingyan was indeed brought into Fushan. I suppressed my excitement and asked, "What? Do you know those men in black?"
Takumu said calmly: "We know each other! But I'm different from them, and we don't have much contact with each other on weekdays."
"Can you tell me where they are?"
"Why are you looking for those people? Are you also outsiders?"
Cheng Ling was silent. This question was difficult to answer. The key is that I didn’t understand Takumu’s thoughts. I learned from him that he should be inextricably linked to Wuying Tower, but he didn’t seem to have any contact with them. Should he admit his identity directly or continue to pretend to be an aborigine? , it’s really hard to think about!
Tuomu glanced at the seven people coldly, and said after a moment: "That's all, no matter you are an aboriginal member of the Zhuifeng Tribe or an outsider, as long as you want to pass through here, you must accept my challenge. This is mine. Responsibility, nothing to say!”
Cheng Ling was startled and said, "Challenge? What challenge?"
"It's very simple. This is the gateway to Fushan. Although I disdain to associate with those people in black, the task assigned to me by the leader cannot be forgotten. As long as you defeat me, you can pass here. This is the safest way to enter Fushan. There is only one passage, but I advise you not to try the rest."
"Why?"
"I have no obligation to explain. How about it? Are you going together or fighting in wheels?"
Cheng Ling took a deep look at him. Intuitively, he believed what Tuomu said, and the tone and personality of the other person's words made it difficult to regard him as an enemy.
After pondering for a while, he decided to take a gamble and said: "You guessed it right, we are indeed outsiders. My wife, disciples, and several close relatives and friends were all kidnapped by those men in black. I just wanted to capture them." They rescued and left the rest alone!"
Takumu's expression remained unchanged, but there was a trace of disgust in his eyes.
Cheng Ling had been paying attention to his attitude, and naturally understood, and continued: "Since you said that you must be defeated before entering, it is obviously unfair for so many of us to beat you alone, so let me fight you!"
Takumu said: "Seriously? Although this is my responsibility, it is not clearly stated that I must fight alone. It is okay for the seven of you to fight together!"
Yin Luoyao took a step forward and was about to speak when Cheng Ling stopped her and said, "It's okay. You have your responsibilities and I have my persistence. If I can't even pass your test, how can I save my wife?"
After saying that, he turned his back and winked at Yin Luoyao and others, indicating that he should deal with it alone.
Takumu's face changed several times, and he finally said: "People like you are really rare, but let's make it clear first, whether you attack alone or all seven of us attack together, I will do my best."
"Exactly what you asked for, come on!" Cheng Ling smiled boldly, unsheathed his sword of light, made a sword salute, and stood there, waiting for Takumu to attack.
Tuomu had no choice but to look at Cheng Ling admiringly, grabbed the air with his right hand, and shouted: "Spear of Forbidden Law!"
But I saw streaks of black forbidden energy flying across the sky like dragons. At first glance, the entire world was densely covered by these black dragons.
Especially from inside, there were bursts of whistling sounds. This scene was as if the demon king from Jiuyou was about to come to the world. The surrounding black air suddenly let out a harsh whistling sound and quickly moved toward Takumu's right hand. Coming together.
Finally, a black spear that was three feet long and as thick as an arm appeared in Takumu's right hand!
Cheng Ling's pupils shrank. There was such a big movement, but it was obviously not a wave of immortal energy. Could it be a magic that the Demon Spirit Continent is good at? But why has it never been used by anyone?
Looking at the spear again, bursts of black lightning ripples echoed, and the sound of thunder continued to linger on it, adding to its prestige. Especially at the sharp point of the spear, there is a dark light that is extremely dark. It is particularly dazzling at noon, when the sun is at its highest.
Almost as soon as Cheng Ling's voice fell, Tuomu swung out the spear in his hand and turned into a black lightning, heading straight for Cheng Ling.
This lightning cut across the sky, like a gap in the blue sky, like a divine stroke, booming directly out of nothingness, its power was like destroying the sky and the earth, and its speed was like the white clouds that disappeared thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye.
Cheng Ling's face was cautious, and the Han sword struck dozens of swords in a flash, each sword hitting the tip of the spear. The clanking sound was endless, and after a series of frequent attacks, he didn't even take a step back, but he was able to withstand it completely!
"Okay!" Tuomu applauded, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes, holding a spear in his right hand, and continued to make wonderful finger movements from left to right. Suddenly, the top and bottom of the spear looked like runes that shone with strange light. These runes were strangely linked together, but immediately spread out and kept spinning.
As long as Takumu thought, the runes would attack from all directions, completely covering Cheng Ling!
