Fierce Ghost City, deep in the Nine Rings area.
Feng Ling walked slowly on top of the ruins of the building, with the figures behind him strangely overlapping each other, making up for the battle losses along the way.
"The end of the Nine Rings is ahead. The group of treasure hunters behind me are smart enough to follow my battle trajectory and easily follow my path here!"
After stepping into the depths of the Nine Rings, the surrounding fog suddenly appeared. There seemed to be a barrier at the end of the blurred vision. Feng Ling was about to move forward, but waves of fighting and fighting could be heard in the fog hundreds of meters behind him. Voices.
"The young master in front of you, can you save the little girl's life?" The sound of fighting got closer and closer, and more than a dozen figures gradually became clear. One of them was clearly Mr. Ye and others, and the other party all attacked ruthlessly, not for the treasure, but for the sake of the treasure. In order to kill people, it must be assumed that the two sides must have an irreconcilable blood feud.
"I am Ye Rong, the most distinguished eldest lady of the Ye family in Wuyang City. If you don't help me quickly, I, the Ye family, will be very grateful to you in the future!"
The woman surnamed Ye, who called herself Ye Rong, was retreating steadily in the fierce battle and was almost unable to resist. However, when she saw that the figure in front of her ignored her at all, she couldn't help but boss her around.
"Bless yourself!" Feng Ling glanced coldly, turned around and left. This Ye Rong was the woman who mocked him as a "silly young man".
Before, the conversation between Ye Rong and Mr. Ye and his party fell into his ears in every detail. Although it could not affect his mood, it did not leave a good impression on him.
At this moment, facing the other party's almost commanding tone, Feng Ling felt even more disgusted.
"Hmph, it's just that your Excellency refuses to help. If you still despise my Ye family so much, aren't you afraid of suffering revenge from my Ye family in the future?"
"Thank you, Mr. Ye, for saving me! This kid must not be let go. I have a feeling that he will be detrimental to our next actions..."
At the critical moment when Ye Rong was about to be choked by a sword, Mr. Ye, who had been hiding his cultivation, finally couldn't hold himself back and broke through the encirclement of three late-level tenth-level warriors, narrowly rescuing her.
"Ye family? What a Ye family, Feng remembers it..." Hearing this, Feng Ling paused slightly and sneered without looking back: "If you are not afraid of death, just come, Feng will definitely stay with you to the end!"
After saying that, Feng Ling jumped into the mist, and then couldn't help but shook his head secretly, why should he be as knowledgeable as the person who jumped off the beam?
Among their group, except for Ye Lao, who was a legendary powerhouse, the others were all below level 11, with the highest being Ye Rong of the Ye family, who barely reached the level of a quasi-legendary powerhouse.
It can be said that these people are not enough in Feng Ling's eyes. As for the actions or conspiracy mentioned by Ye Rong, Feng Ling has no interest at all.
However, what Feng Ling never expected was that the conspiracy that the other party had carefully brewed for a long time was finally broken by his intervention.
"woo woo woo woo……"
A few hundred meters into the mist, the barrier is clearly visible. Inside, the shadows of trees are whirling, vultures are croaking, and bursts of whimpering ghost wind are blowing from the ruins in front, as if a woman is crying.
"Magic Jade, go!" Feng Ling frowned slightly, and a shadow emerged from behind him and disappeared without a trace with a "whoosh". Feng Ling didn't seem to have changed much, but upon closer inspection, he discovered that his shadow was slightly dimmed under the moonlight.
Magic Jade is Feng Ling's second external clone, and its true body is taken from his dark inner demon.
During the year of hard training, Mr. Tong was not idle. He directly restored the tree spirit's body and frantically absorbed the vitality of heaven and earth. This move was of great benefit to Feng Ling.
It was precisely thanks to this that Feng Ling was able to refine the inner demons of darkness in such a short period of time, and successfully broke through to the realm of the pseudo-fourteenth rank, vaguely reaching a level comparable to that of Yuqing Sect Master.
In addition, it is worth mentioning that it is not known whether it is due to the refining of the inner demon.
When the magic jade clone was born, his cultivation reached the peak of the thirteenth rank, and his strength was almost the same as that of Feng Ling before he broke through.
"Magic jade, magic jade...you are in the light as the sharp edge, and I am in the dark as the backing! For Yuqing, this Nine Infant Resurrection Grass is bound to be obtained, and it is up to you and me to work together to get it..." Feng Ling's eyes were deep. , full of expectations for this unusual avatar of his: it will definitely show its power!
Magic Jade, the reason why it was named Magic Jade in the first place is precisely because Feng Ling had already poured all his obsession into refining it:
He is willing to resurrect Feng Yuqing at all costs, even if he falls into the devil's path!
Therefore, this inner demon clone born out of this obsession was named Magic Jade.
