"Who are you?" Lin Yao took the lead and walked forward.
"You stole something from our Yinsha Sect, and you actually have the nerve to ask us who we are?" The man in the shadow sounded even more angry.
"What kind of man is he hiding in hiding? Stand up if you have the guts!" Tang Ming clenched the sword in his arms.
"Is a little loser in the Tongmai Realm worthy of talking to my Lord Demon of the Yinsha Sect?"
As the words fell, several people in the shadows slowly walked out.
I saw that their clothes were decorated with a few black clouds. The leader was wearing a black robe with gold trim. It was obvious that he had a prominent status in the door.
The leading man walked over slowly, glanced at the other two, and then was slightly disappointed, "Where is Ye Yuntian? Why didn't he come? Could it be that he is breaking through the shackles of cultivation!"
Listening to this familiar voice, Lin Yao frowned and said, "Xuanyuan Ming, I didn't expect you to become the devil son of the Yin Sha Sect. If your father in heaven knew that you had entered the devil's path, he would probably die with a grievance, right?"
The man named Xuanyuan Ming said angrily: "You don't deserve to mention him. You people from the Holy Land of Martial Arts have been monitoring the royal family. I wanted to become a monk like you, but your dream was crushed by your own hands."
"Back then, I smashed my head in the martial arts holy land, but all I got in exchange was your understatement: You are not qualified to practice. I clearly have the physique to practice, but you bastards are afraid. I have achieved success in my studies and overturned the sect's opposition. Dynasty control!”
Hearing the other party's roar, Tang Ming also had some thoughts.
Indeed, in history, I have never seen anyone from the imperial family with cultivation qualifications. I thought it was just bad luck, but I didn't expect that there was such an inside story.
"This is a rule. Who can guarantee that you, the royal family, will not fall into the devil's path in order to enhance your cultivation and use human blood essence as nourishment to practice? Instead of worrying about it, it is better to cut off your thoughts!"
What Lin Yao said makes sense. If there had not been a case before, the control would not have been so strict.
"Excuse! It's all an excuse for you monks!" Xuanyuan Ming roared, obviously he did not agree with this sentence.
"Those low-level fools can worship at the mountain gate to extend their cultivation. Why can't I, the majestic prince, do it? Is it possible that when I get old, I will die in front of those fools first?"
The goal of the royal family is to live for a long time to ensure that the dynasty can survive forever. For this, they are willing to do whatever it takes, even if they fall into the devil's path.
Otherwise, there would not have been countless emperors who wanted to refine the elixir of immortality. It is a pity that the final path will only be to enter old age and be gradually defeated by time.
There are many people who want to break the shackles, but the major holy places will not allow the royal family to escape control, so there will be a large number of princes who fall into the evil way.
Xuanyuan Ming is just the epitome of one of them.
The high-ranking royal bloodline can only betray and join the devil's path, and is despised by the world.
Those ordinary people living in small towns can rely on their physical fitness to become a cultivating family and enjoy endless wealth and fame.
The extreme journey between the two is really disappointing.
"You joined the Demonic Path just for this?" Tang Ming suddenly sneered.
The sad sneer caused Xuanyuan Ming's expression to change suddenly, "What do you know? If you can't even control your own destiny, you will naturally do whatever it takes. If you were me, I would do the same."
"Sorry, I won't!" Tang Ming objected. No matter how miserable his life was, he would not choose to fall into the devil's path.
"Since ancient times, good and evil have always existed. I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you because you don't deserve to listen!"
As the words fell, Tang Ming's figure flashed, and the sword in his hand struck immediately.
The extremely fast speed made all the demon disciples look shocked.
"So fast!"
"Is this the speed that the Tongmai realm can achieve?"
Before the disciples could react, the sword blade had already pierced their vital parts.
Even though Tang Ming was extremely fast, he still could not escape Xuanyuan Ming's sight.
"With this speed, you still want to be a hero?"
"Magic weapon, Mirror Heart Demon!"
A black-gold mirror was used as a shield to block all the demon disciples.
"Qiang!"
The moment the Qingyun Holy Sword touched the mirror, there was a violent collision.
Tang Ming's figure also retreated several steps due to the impact force generated by the mirror.
"What a weird weapon, it can actually deflect my attacks."
Lin Yao caught Tang Ming's retreating figure and was a little worried, "Are you not injured? The opponent's cultivation has reached the peak of Yuan-building. It will definitely be difficult for you to fight against him."
"Next, leave it to me!"
Lin Yao came over with a gun in hand, and there was a sudden feeling that one man was blocking the way and that no one could stop him.
Seeing the replacement, Xuanyuan Ming's expression gradually became cold, "Lin Yao, since you took over the expedition team, you have frequently surrounded and suppressed our disciples. Today I will avenge them."
"Noisy!"
Lin Yao swung the gun blade and immediately activated his spiritual power.
"Spiritual low-level skills, silver spear and flying blade!"
With a low roar, several spears instantly appeared behind him, the silver-white spear blades carrying a little starlight. With the movement of this spiritual power, murderous intent suddenly increased.
"Today, all of you demon thieves will die here."
More than a dozen silver guns turned their blades one after another, aiming at all the demon disciples in front. With a single finger in the air, they stabbed everyone in front of them instantly.
Such a fierce offensive made the demon disciples fearful. After all, Lin Yao's name had almost become their inner demon. As long as they met people from the expedition team, few could escape alive.
"Don't be afraid, focus your spiritual power on the Mirror Heart Demon." Xuanyuan Ming roared suddenly, calling back the hearts of all his disciples.
After hearing this, all the disciples quickly gathered their spiritual power into it, making the mirror become much larger.
The gun blades pierced the mirror like raindrops, making constant crackling sounds.
Several blows made the demon disciples struggle to hold on.
"Are you going to hold on any longer?" Lin Yao was a little disdainful.
He lifted the gun blade, gathered all his strength, and suddenly threw the gun body out.
Only a sound was heard piercing through the clouds.
The gun blade instantly pierced into the mirror.
"Bang!"
The mirror instantly spread out like broken ice.
Looking at the damaged Mirror Heart Demon, Xuanyuan Ming showed a look of sadness and anger. Maybe he didn't expect that the other party could break through his magic weapon so easily.
"It's over, Xuanyuan Ming, you need to pay the price for your actions!"
The gun blade was pointed at the opponent's head. At this moment, Lin Yao was like the judge of Hell.
Life and death depended on his thoughts.
