Chapter 567 On the Path of the Brave

Xu Ziyan said with a bitter face: "Now I am famous, I am afraid that even those monks who have nothing to do with this matter will come to challenge me in large numbers, right?"

"Hahaha..., that's right!" Langya laughed heartily; "If you don't want to be killed by those people, or stalk you all day long, you just have to let go of your heart and kill , kill them until they are afraid."

After saying that, Langya raised one hand, and the bodies of the tens of thousands of dead monsters on the ground shook neatly, and their demon pills jumped out of their bodies. Tens of thousands of demon pills quickly gathered in front of Xu Ziyan, Lang Ya said lightly;

"Take it, even though it's just some fourth- and fifth-order demon pills, it's my favor in return for you."

Xu Ziyan opened his eyes wide, shocked in his heart. There are about 30,000 demon pills in front of him, even if it is a fourth or fifth rank demon pill, it is still a great fortune. Without saying a word, Xu Ziyan immediately waved his sleeves and put the demon pill in front of him into the storage ring.

Langya raised one hand again, and all the monks of the Green Fire Sect and all the monsters on the ground floated into the air. Then Langya flicked his sleeves, and all the monks of the Green Fire Sect and those monsters floating in the air turned into With Langya waving his big sleeve, the hurricane blew up, and he was blown away without a trace. With a flick of his fingers, countless sword qi crisscrossed, leaving countless sword marks on the ground and the surrounding giant trees. Then he stopped and nodded in satisfaction.

Xu Ziyan knew in his heart that it was Langya who was destroying the traces, and made an illusion of Xu Ziyan's sword spirit, destroying the traces of those monsters. As for the disappearance of the monks' corpses, Xu Ziyan can imagine that it can only bring greater confusion to the senior management of Qinghuozong. Otherwise, they would be able to find traces of monsters from the scars on the corpse.

In this way, Xu Ziyan only has a wry smile. It seems that Langya really spared no effort in order to push himself to the road of the brave!

Xu Ziyan doesn't know whether he should hate Langya or thank Langya. But I definitely can't beat him, even if I hate him, I have to endure it. Anyway, I will have a lot of trouble in the future. Feeling a bit tangled in his heart, he cupped his hands and asked Langya;

"Senior, is Heaven really ruthless?"

Langya didn't answer Xu Ziyan directly, but sighed lightly: "If the sky has love, the sky will be old!"

Xu Ziyan is silent!

"Senior, why are you here?" Xu Ziyan asked curiously.

"I'm looking for a kind of requiem grass, originally I found one, but..." Langya kept silent.

In fact, after Langya found a requiem grass,

There was no problem at all. But when he fused another consciousness and a body in Ghost King Island, he found that the effect of the requiem grass was not enough. From this, he knew that as long as he fused his body in the future, he would need a requiem grass, so he started looking for the requiem grass.

Xu Ziyan didn't dare to speak. The requiem grass she got at the beginning has already spread branches and leaves in her space, and there is already a piece of requiem grass. However, he didn't know much about Langya in front of him, so he still adopted a cautious strategy.

Langya, on the other hand, soon became very happy, as if he had returned a favor, and his heart was very relaxed. Looking at Xu Ziyan, he said with a smile;

"The deity is leaving, so you can do whatever you want!"

"Congratulations to the seniors!" Xu Ziyan stood up from the clouds.

Langya's figure disappeared in front of Xu Ziyan in an instant, without even a trace of spatial fluctuation, as if he had never appeared in front of Xu Ziyan. Xu Ziyan glanced downwards, and disappeared into the space in a flash.

In the depths of a mountain range, Xu Ziyan opened his eyes. It took a day to replenish the mental power and true essence that were lost in the black forest. With a twinkle in his eyes, he muttered in his mouth;

"Since Langya has paved a difficult road for himself, then I will try it!"

The body suddenly lifted into the air, and the wings of the wind behind it suddenly spread, stirring the wind and clouds, and flew towards the misty forest.

At the junction of the Central Plains and the South, Yang Linglong flew towards the south in a panic. Dozens of figures are chasing her closely behind her.

At the junction of the Central Plains and the South, there is a battlefield relic. It is the place where monks from the Central Plains and the South fought battles for tens of thousands of years. As long as there is a war between two regions, it must be the first battlefield. Yang Linglong was closely pursued by dozens of monks, and had no way to escape, only to fly towards the ancient battlefield that has been passed down to this day.

Yang Linglong left Beidi earlier than Xu Ziyan to practice, and the direction she chose was the Central Plains. During her travels in the Central Plains, although her cultivation has not made any breakthroughs, she is still at the fifth level of the alchemy stage.

However, her combat experience and her vigor made her a notable name.

As her reputation gradually increased, she was gradually noticed by the monks in the Central Plains. What's more, there are many sects, second generation ancestors of aristocratic families and Sanxian who became interested in Yang Linglong. After being rejected by Yang Linglong's cold address, these second generation ancestors became angry from embarrassment.

They didn't take Yang Linglong seriously. Buyuan is a fifth-level disciple of the alchemy stage who came from the world of cultivating immortals in the garbage place of the Northland. Although the fifth-level disciple of the alchemy stage in the Central Plains cannot be said to be a scum , but not much stronger. So these second generation ancestors wanted to forcefully attack the overlord Yang Linglong. Anyway, when I pursued Yang Linglong at the beginning, I also thought of throwing it away just for fun.

However, they all ignored Yang Linglong's fighting spirit. Although Yang Linglong is only at the fifth level of the alchemy stage, she has cultivated into the golden sword intent, and the golden sword intent she cultivated is different from Xu Ziyan's golden sword intent, full of dark gold color , filled with the air of killing.

In this way, under the contempt of several second generation ancestors, he was actually beheaded by Yang Linglong. In this way, Yang Linglong completely stabbed the hornet's nest. The elders among the second-generation ancestors immediately sent a few disciples from the tenth floor of the alchemy stage to arrest Yang Linglong. As a result, not only did Yang Linglong fail to be caught, but several of them were assassinated by Yang Linglong. Yang Linglong was not stupid. Seeing that the opponent was a monk above the tenth level of alchemy stage, she naturally hid and carried out an assassination.

However, those cultivators who came to kill Yang Linglong didn't expect it, so it was a tragedy for them.

This angered the elders of the second generation ancestors, and sent a large number of monks at the alchemy stage, including a dozen monks at the alchemy stage, to search for Yang Linglong. As a result, Yang Linglong's situation became more difficult. He had no choice but to hide his whereabouts and wanted to leave the Central Plains and flee to the south. However, it was eventually tracked down by dozens of monks. And among these monks, there are also two monks who are in the Dzogchen stage of alchemy.

When traces were discovered, Yang Linglong had already approached the southern region. However, Yang Linglong also knew that the families of the second ancestors in the Central Plains were chasing and killing her. Therefore, she did not dare to take the normal way to enter the south. Instead, she was going to cross the vast battlefield at the junction of the Central Plains and the South, and enter the South.

In that vast battlefield, tens of thousands of years have accumulated extremely strong deadly and murderous aura. Even if the monks in the transformation stage enter there, their minds will be affected and they will have the idea of ​​killing. Therefore, it has always been a taboo place for monks. Few monks are willing to come here.

At this time, after Yang Linglong was closely watched by the monks from the Central Plains, she was on the edge of the Ten Thousand Years Battlefield. Therefore, Yang Linglong rushed into the Ten Thousand Years Battlefield without hesitation, and flew towards the depths of the Ten Thousand Years Battlefield. The dozens of monks from the Central Plains who followed her just hesitated for a moment, then followed closely behind Yang Linglong and rushed into the Wannian battlefield.

As soon as Yang Linglong entered the Ten Thousand Years Battlefield, she immediately felt her soul moving. It's like a hungry person meets a big meal. At the same time, the true essence in the body also started to circulate automatically, frantically absorbing the death and killing energy in the ancient battlefield.

The monks behind were chasing closer and closer, especially the two monks who were in the Dzogchen period of alchemy, their speed was so fast that they were already within the range of casting spells.

Vigorous spells were released from the hands of the two and struck Yang Linglong's body. At this moment, the death and murderous aura that had been condensing around Yang Linglong's body suddenly surged, even eliminating most of the spell's power. But even so, Yang Linglong's body suddenly accelerated and slid forward like a shooting star. Countless blood sprayed out from her whole body.

Yang Linglong's eyes had turned red like blood, her face was ferocious but there was no pain at all. It was as if she couldn't feel the pain at this time, and it seemed that the blood hole that exploded on her body was not on her body. There seemed to be some voice in the distance calling her again, making Yang Linglong fly towards the center of the ancient battlefield recklessly, ignoring the dozens of monks behind her.

And what shocked the dozens of monks behind her was that Yang Linglong's flying speed was getting faster and faster. Fly, exposing the bones inside. However, there was always condensed death energy and killing energy that counteracted their attacks, and it seemed that they were still repairing Yang Linglong's body.

Yang Linglong fled in front, and dozens of people chased after them, passing over the ancient battlefield like a meteor shower.

The eastern world of cultivating immortals, the foggy forest.

On the afternoon of the second day after the foundation-building monks of Qinghuozong in the Black Forest were exterminated, Xu Ziyan appeared over a group of disciples of Qinghuozong's Qi refining period. Xu Ziyan looked at the disciples of Qinghuozong's Qi refining period below, and took out the Liujin sword from the storage ring. The golden sword intent on his body suddenly sprouted from Xu Ziyan's body, filling the sky above the foggy forest.

Countless strands of sword energy shot towards the Qinghuozong disciple Butiangai address' below. Just like the virtual picture created by Langya, the disciples of the Qinghuozong Qi Refining Period on the ground were suddenly attacked crazily. Not to mention that they didn't notice Xu Ziyan, even if they were prepared, they were not opponents of the ninth-level monks of the Alchemy Formation Period. .

If Xu Ziyan faces 20,000 monks in the foundation period, he may still have some difficulties. But what they are facing are some disciples in the Qi refining period. Although their number is more than that of the foundation building period monks, for Xu Ziyan, they are undoubtedly ants.

Amidst the wailing, Xu Ziyan gradually softened his hands. That's not physical, it's psychological. In the end, Xu Ziyan stopped killing, and looked at the more than 10,000 Qinghuozong disciples who fled in wailing and shouted loudly;

"I'm Xu Ziyan from Taixuanzong. Go back and tell your suzerain to wash his neck and wait for me."

The disciples of the Qinghuozong disappeared, and more than 10,000 corpses were thrown on the ground. When Xu Ziyan saw the corpse on the ground, there was a trace of confusion in his eyes;

"Is Heaven really ruthless?"