"Miss Yuqing, please take your time behind me. If I still have something to do, I'll go ahead!"
The strong wind blew slowly, and a stream of blue light cut through the sky, shooting past the head of the woman in green who was walking down the mountain road.
"Hmph, you even want to get rid of me? No way!" Feng Yuqing suddenly snorted coldly, as if to vent her anger, her expression turned into a green light with dissatisfaction, and she chased after him.
After being dumped by Feng Ling once, she was very sensitive to this topic, and she vaguely blamed Ling Weiyun's clone for the failure she suffered from Feng Ling.
After catching up with the haggard old man, he freely expressed the pride and joy in his heart: "With my cultivation level, how can anyone be able to get rid of her?"
"Alas~!" After hearing this, the clone that slowed down secretly shook its head, with a wry smile on its face.
Then, Ling Weiyun's clone raised his eyebrows, and the two of them immediately descended to a large settlement outside Sunset City...
Shilippo, cypress forest.
After a stick of incense...
The fresh green wild grass in the forest swayed in the wind, and the water slowly evaporated under the bright sun, causing a refreshing fragrance to spread for miles...
Located about 200 meters southeast of the cypress forest, there is a secret black rock cave. The entrance to the cave is covered with countless weeds, making it pitifully dilapidated and desolate.
In a cluster of debris five meters away from the cave, the man in black, who had arrived here after many twists and turns, was squatting and staring at the door of the cave.
"The location of Baiwu is really hidden enough!" He pursed his lips and took advantage of a passing dark cloud above his head to block the shadow. The man in black's eyes flashed and he slowly moved towards the two people standing outside the cave. A knife-wielding man in black on guard patrol approaches.
"Hey~, when do you think the hall master will come back?" Perhaps they felt that the hard work of guarding the door was too boring, so the two began to chat casually.
"It's not a big deal for us brothers to keep suffering like this, right?" It was noon, the moment when the sun was at its strongest, even in late autumn.
The two of them were sweating profusely and would naturally complain to each other from time to time.
"Just accept your fate! However, the sun is a bit too poisonous today!" Hearing this, the other person also sighed helplessly and looked up at the bloody red fireball.
"Suddenly~...!" An unusual warm wind blew by. Perhaps he was too fascinated, or perhaps he was complaining too deeply. Even though the surroundings became strangely quiet, it failed to arouse the man in black's attention. Notice.
"Hey~, is it raining? Hei Yin, let's go!" Hei Yang said in confusion, lifting up his sleeves and robe to rub away the liquid that splashed on his eyeballs, and then felt happy, knowing that as long as it rains, it means " Call it a day.”
He lowered his head and murmured: "Do you know if the deputy hall master has finished taking care of that little girl? But that person is really stupid. He escaped by luck, why would he come back and throw himself into the trap again?"
Before he finished speaking, he felt his toes rising from the ground, and a big blood-stained hand suddenly grabbed Hei Yang's neck.
"Hei Yin, why are you pinching me?" The next moment he saw the face of the person in front of him clearly, and before he had time, the panic turned into anger.
Hei Yang was very angry with the guy he called Hei Yin. He usually just joked, but now he actually imitated others and committed horrific murders.
There was no answer for a long time, and then Hei Yang also noticed something was wrong. He just endured the increasing feeling of suffocation, and took a hard glance to see a blood-red crack on the other person's neck.
"Poof~...!" Then, a head rolled down, and bright red and hot blood arrows sprayed three meters high. Most of them fell on Hei Yang's face. His difficult breathing suddenly stopped, and he was stunned. .
"Don't take chances...!" A cold voice sounded from behind Hei Yang's fallen body. Feng Ling threw the man in black to the ground with a wave of his hand, and raised his eyebrows to create a barrier around the two of them.
"Spare your life, spare your life...! I haven't done anything, little one!" With a plop, Hei Yang coughed and quickly got up from the ground, buckling his head and begging for mercy from the man in black in front of him.
His companions had all been killed, which frightened him so much that his legs were numb. He had no doubt that he might die if he was not careful!
"Quickly tell me the terrain, number of people and cultivation levels inside!" Domineering words came from Feng Ling's mouth, carrying an undisguised threat.
"Okay, I said..., you have to promise to spare me!" Seeing the cold gaze of the other party, Black Eagle's neck shrank, and he had no choice at all.
"Twenty meters into the cave, turn left..." Feeling that the man in black was about to kill him immediately, Black Eagle was so anxious that he almost cried.
He gritted his teeth and said aggrievedly: "Going directly to the announcement hall, most of the people with cultivation levels are between six and eight levels. There are two survivors at level nine, and there are more than thirty people in total...!"
"Bang~!" As soon as Black Eagle finished his words, he felt his brain suddenly go black and he hit the ground hard. Then Feng Ling lightly clapped his palms, destroying the opponent's cultivation.
"You're so afraid of death, how dare you come out to hang out?" He raised his eyebrows and threw the unconscious man in black into the bushes beside the cave, and walked leisurely towards the entrance of the cave alone.
According to what the other party said, Feng Ling crossed the passage of dozens of meters with ease. Perhaps he was overly afraid of Feng Ling's power, so that person did not dare to lie to him.
After getting rid of several seventh-turn evil spirit masters guarding the passage along the way, everything went smoothly.
Suddenly, there was a burst of noise from the front, mixed with a faint sound of joking laughter: "Haha, little lady~, you are quite stubborn...!"
A glimmer of light appeared in front of the sound source. Feng Ling frowned and unconsciously quickened his pace. After passing through the passage, he suddenly disappeared.
A weak air flow rushed in from the passage, and then climbed to the top of the preaching hall. When he took another look at the overall situation, a woman's figure in white clothes with blood also came into view.
"Senior Sister Leng!"
The man in black trembled. He wanted to take action directly, but he held back because he still had some doubts that needed to be resolved.
"Ah sneeze~...!" A rank-6 evil spirit master suddenly shuddered, subconsciously looked towards the dark passage behind him in fear, and muttered, "There won't be any ghosts, right?"
At this time, thirty people were already surrounding the Xuanshi Hall. It seemed that including those encountered earlier, the rest of the evil spiritual masters were gathered here.
"Just catch them all in one catch!" I muttered silently in my heart, which was also convenient for someone who came here with a lot of ideas.
"Guizhu, don't be suspicious!" A lean man next to him warned in a low voice. The man called Guizhu immediately covered his mouth and looked around cautiously.
