The figure turned around, and under the high-bundled black silk hair was an angular face, with dark eyebrows flying into the temples, upturned phoenix eyes and unstained red lips, adding a bit of coldness to this resolute face. Gorgeous.
This is also a woman. Jing Yingrong's stature is considered tall among people, but she is two heads taller than Jing Yingrong. Her broad and majestic shoulders support a mysterious black cloak embroidered with deep gold and dark patterns. Just standing there, It gives people a strong sense of oppression.
The woman looked at Ying Rong in the mirror, her light brown eyes showing no emotion. She quickly turned her gaze away and landed on the skull that appeared further away, her eyes becoming sharp and threatening.
The skull smiled strangely, and the hoarse voice sounded like it had evil intentions: "Beast King Yin Shan, I have heard about the name for a long time. I never thought that you would go to my sea of death alone for a human cultivator."
That woman, the Beast Emperor of Yinshan, only stared at the skull without saying a word.
The skull didn't feel defeated at all, and continued: "This courage reminds me of the time when you slaughtered Tianchanque with blood. It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to see you."
Its words were full of regret, but also vaguely meaningful.
On the side, the woman in palace clothes who was treating her injuries couldn't help but pause.
Yinshan finally spoke:
"If you want to see—"
Her voice is deep and powerful, reminiscent of majestic mountains.
"I can wash the sea of death with blood."
After the words fell, the place fell into dead silence.
The murderous intention was silently brewing, and there seemed to be a string between the two parties getting tighter and tighter.
Jing Yingrong looked at this and that, and remembered something.
She took out Yun Luo, put him in her arms, and continued to watch.
When the scene was at a stalemate, the woman in palace clothes spoke out: "Your Majesty, my subordinates are fine."
As she spoke, she stood up. Although her eyes were covered with brocade, she accurately turned her face to where Yinshan was standing.
Yinshan turned to look at her and said, "Go back."
"Yes." The woman lowered her head respectfully and responded.
Yin Shan said no more, and immediately tore apart the space and teleported away.
The skull remained silent and did not stop him.
The woman turned around, faced the mirror, and nodded gently.
Although the other party may not be able to "see" it, Jing Yingrong nodded in return.
After the woman also teleported away, Jing Yingrong asked the skull: "Has Tianchanque ever angered the Yinshan Beast Emperor?"
Skull: "Your Excellency, are you asking about the grudge between Tianchanque and Yinshan? It's simple to say, but it was just that Tianchanque killed one of Yinshan's capable subordinates, which caused the tragedy of almost annihilating the family."
Jing Yingrong: "In that case, why is that Tianchan Que sect member her subordinate?"
Skull: "I don't know either. I live alone in the Dead Sea and my sources of information are limited. Please forgive me."
Jing Yingrong said in confusion: "But you were testing this just now."
The skull was stunned for a moment and said: "Your Excellency is really attentive... I heard your Excellency tell her that she was born in Tianchanque when talking to her, so I did a little test. Judging from that person's reaction, he didn't look like a traitor. , It’s not like a hostage, it can only be said that it is unpredictable.”
Jing Yingrong nodded.
The skull added: "Since you have nothing else to do, I will excuse you."
"Um."
After receiving Jing Yingrong's response, the skull slowly sank into the sea.
Jijiebi: "Is there any place you want to go next?"
Jing Yingrong took out the map and unfolded it, looking at every detail on it with a thoughtful expression.
At this moment, the Spirit Bird Messenger from Taichu Temple suddenly arrived.
"My disciples obey orders——"
It's the leader's voice.
The order was very brief. It basically told the disciples who were out training to rush back to the mountain gate immediately. If something happened and they couldn't rush back, they should try their best to go to the various hotels under the sect's jurisdiction, or go together with many people to avoid being alone.
After listening to the order, Ji Yanzhu said: "You don't even have to give an excuse. Aren't you worried that it will cause panic among the disciples?"
Ji Jie Bi: "This shows that the situation is urgent and we can't worry about so much. Are you panicking? It's okay. With the current confidence of Taichu Guanmen's disciples in the sect, they probably won't panic. Mirror, shall we go back?"
Jing Yingrong put away the map and said, "Well, there is no place I really want to go for now."
Ji Sha Sword: "The mount ran away, how can you go back?"
Jing Yingrong was very confused and said: "Wouldn't it be possible to come back?"
While speaking, she took a step forward, and the scene around her changed instantly. In the blink of an eye, she was outside the ancestral city at the foot of Taiyue Mountain.
Ji Sha Sword: "..."
Jing Yingrong added: "Look, riding is not the only way to travel."
"I want you to tell me!" The spiritual consciousness of Ji Sha Sword in the sea of consciousness shook violently, "If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't beat you -"
Jing Yingrong: "You just can't beat me."
"..."
"Pfft," Jijiebi couldn't hold back his laughter, "Sha, it's a good thing you don't have a physical body."
Ji Sha Jian: "What do you mean?"
Ji Jie Bi: "Otherwise you will be pissed off by her sooner or later."
Ji Sha Sword: "..."
…
When Jing Yingrong returned to Yingyu Island from his ancestral city, Huaiying Mansion was hundreds of millions of miles away.
Huaiying Mansion is one of the outermost jurisdictions of Taichu Temple, bordering the territory of Ni Yao, the Beast King of the Monster Clan, with a vast and fertile plain in the middle as a transition zone.
This plain is not only the habitat of many monsters, but also the place where many people practice cultivation. Whether it is for human cultivators or monsters, this place is surrounded by dangers, but also contains many opportunities and gains.
"Just don't need the skin. It's not worth a few spiritual stones, and it takes up space if you keep it."
Two disciples of Taichu Temple were discussing around a green bull with sword horns that they had just killed.
"Yes, I know a shop that sells green cowhide. With the quality of this one, if it can be peeled off completely, it can be sold for at least fifty yuan of low-grade spiritual stones."
"That's not bad. Okay, let's do it quickly and rush back to the city as soon as possible. Alas, I don't know what the sect's order is."
"I can't figure it out. It's impossible to start a war with any sect..."
As they spoke, the two of them took out their tools and prepared to dismantle the body of the Knife-horned Green Ox.
One of them was about to cut his sword when he suddenly froze and said to his companion: "Do you feel like the ground is shaking?"
"No?" the other person replied subconsciously, then lowered his head and looked at his feet, "...eh, is it really a bit?"
"Could there be a large monster nearby?"
The man who spoke first stood up worriedly and looked around.
There are no huge monsters within sight. He thought for a while and flew into the air uneasily.
He finally saw the source of the earthquake.
"Hey, hey, look...look!"
He let out a shuddering scream, the color draining from his face.
"What are you looking at? What's wrong?"
The companion felt uneasy and flew up to follow the other person's line of sight.
At the end of the plain, on the horizon where it met the sky, a black torrent appeared.
Like a flood engulfing the earth, the torrent surged from the sky at an unimaginable speed.
The strong wind blew by, carrying a strong fishy smell, and sent ups and downs, fierce and savage roars of beasts.
It was a vast ocean formed by countless demonic beasts.
Not only the ground, but also countless demonic birds appeared in the sky.
In front of the torrent of monsters, various streams of light flew rapidly. In the process, streamers of light were constantly caught up by the torrent, and were swallowed up without even splashing.
An extremely fast stream of light approached the two disciples in a few breaths. They saw a horrified and twisted face, and heard the other party's hoarse shouts in their ears:
"Run, run!!!"
