As he suddenly came back to his senses, when he opened his eyes again, it was dawn.

Overnight, it seemed like the world of change. A hint of vicissitudes appeared in Leng Xiao's eyes, as if he had experienced countless years with this grass and a tree.

He suddenly raised his finger and pointed it in the empty space in front. There was no change in the front, but it seemed that a mysterious force was flowing gently.

A few branches and leaves touched the wind with this force, and the green new leaves became yellow and slowly fell in one breath. And your branches also became extremely dull, as if they could pick up any place.

One finger is used to cross the spring and autumn.

Leng Xiao let out a sigh of relief, only to remember that Jiao Fei had never sent a voice to him. He took out the voice transmission note and saw that it was in this demon spirit realm that the voice transmission note had lost its function.

He no longer thought about it, and immediately sat cross-legged. The powerful spiritual energy that could burst out people became extremely gentle at this moment, and it only reached the limit that his body could bear, and it stopped pouring in.

I don’t know if it was because of his overnight insight or why, his cultivation level at this moment has reached the extreme that he can bear.

But how long can he stay in this demon spirit realm, one month, several months, one year, or several years?

A few years of hard work here can be worth decades of hard work outside the world, but he always feels that time is not long, how many moments can he allow to practice so peacefully?

After abandoning all distracting thoughts, after a moment of sighing, there is endless peace again. I do not know the years of practice, and I do not realize the sun rises and the moon sets, but I can also feel that the mountains are deserted and green, green and desolate.

After several reincarnations, Leng Xiao suddenly opened his eyes. A living thing in front of him was originally peeping at him. At this moment, he was shocked when he saw him open his eyes and rushed out.

Leng Xiao's eyes flashed and he raised his hand gently. He didn't see how his body moved. The next moment, he had already lifted the living thing in his hand, and his body was already a hundred feet away.

After a closer look, Leng Xiao’s hand looked like a gray rabbit, but his ears were short and his tail was narrow and long. If it weren’t for the three-petal mouth, it would look like a cat.

It was such a thing that looked like a cat or a rabbit, which was brought into Leng Xiao's hands. He immediately looked ferocious and furious, and he was swaying his teeth and claws. However, based on his appearance, he really had no deterrent power.

A wave of spiritual energy radiated from its body, and its hair stood up like a steel needle. In just a moment, a stinging sensation came from Leng Xiao's fingers, but he was still indifferent.

The rabbit cat was discouraged for a moment and knew that it was Leng Xiao's opponent, but there was a hint of pleading in his big eyes.

Leng Xiao was amused when he saw this, but he saw a living thing recently. He caught it and had no malice towards it. At this moment, he let go of his hand.

As soon as the rabbit cat lost its restraint, it immediately moved its body and before it even landed, it had already rushed several feet away.

Leng Xiao let out a light eh. Although the rabbit cat is fast, Leng Xiao shows up. One of its hind legs seems to be injured, and it staggers slightly while running.

He was very light in his actions, and it was not because of him.

Just as he shook his head slightly, the rabbit cat, who was about to run away, ran back like crazy, with a "squeak" sound like a rat, and a hint of horror appeared in his eyes.

It was just as Leng Xiao was approaching that the rabbit cat suddenly became in the air and could no longer move. It was already pinched by a big hand and suppressed it.

The man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and was more than eight feet tall, half a head taller than Leng Xiaoshang.

He ignored the spirit beast in his hand, but instead looked at Leng Xiao condescendingly, frowned, and gently spoke a repulsive sentence: "You can meet a monster in such a deserted mountain and wild ridge. Should it be said that it is luck or bad luck?"

He seemed to be asking Leng Xiao, although his tone was a little stormy, but it seemed that there was no malice. But as he finished speaking, a strong murderous intent seemed to rise suddenly, and his eyes were fascinating.

The man with big eyes was already bigger at this moment, and he just glared like a bull's eyes. He pinched the spirit beast with one hand and took out a hatchet from behind with the other.

This hatchet looks no different from the ones used by farmers. It looks a bit old, but a sharp look broke out on the mottled yellow rust, which makes no one dare to neglect it.

Leng Xiao drew his sword to deal with it in an instant, and contacted the man's hatchet, and was slightly stalemate.

Although this man is tall, he is not good-looking and shows a sense of honesty. Unexpectedly, he will be a killer move when he takes action.

The two of them fought each other and tried their best, and the two sides dispersed.

The man's honest face emitted a vicious look, which made people feel cold. His fingers suddenly exerted force, pinching the struggling spirit beast that was constantly struggling and slamming it to the ground.

"The little thing that gets in the way."

He spat, and the spirit beast fell under the tree, not knowing life and death, but it stopped moving, and blood seemed to be overflowing from his mouth.

"Your Excellency is really cruel."

After discarding the spirit beast, the man was empty and his momentum increased a little more. Hearing Leng Xiao's words, he couldn't help but sneer: "How come you, the demon cultivator, remember the word "cruel" when you slaughter my human race? Today, I will definitely kill you under the knife, just to sacrifice to the door!"

The man did not say anything, and his body turned into a stream of light. His hatchet was waving was simple and unpretentious, like a woodcutter chopping wood, and he slashed down at Leng Xiao.

But even this fancy move vaguely blocks the space. No matter how Leng Xiao dodges, he can't dodge this sword.

However, Leng Xiao never thought about hiding. A hint of hesitation appeared in his eyes, but he had no choice but to take a move without waiting for him to think about it.

A blue light popped out of his body, and the sword and body were hard to tell each other.

The man clearly hit Leng Xiao with this knife, but it penetrated the green light and landed in the sky. The green light had already flashed through his chest, revealing Leng Xiao's figure in the distance.

Leng Xiao waved his sword in his hand slightly, and the blood was not touched. On the other hand, a ferocious bloody mouth was cut out from the man's chest, covering his entire chest.

Although he looked miserable, Leng Xiao was very sure of his condition and his injuries were neither minor nor serious.

The man's eyes slashed, and his face calmed down and shouted: "I still think you are a little demon, but it is a crane in a flock of chickens and a tiger in a cat's nest. I'm just a clumsy person, and I recognize this!"

As he spoke, he took out a pill and slapped it into his stomach. He knew that he was no match for Leng Xiao, and a trace of spiritual energy suddenly floated into the bottom of his feet. He didn't even care about the spirit beast and wanted to escape.

The two looked at each other, and the man suddenly slashed the hatchet, and several sword lights came across. He took advantage of the opportunity to retreat, and he jumped on an unusual path.

But he saw him like a raccoon cat, with his toes falling back and forth on the surrounding trees, and the speed was faster, and there was no sound. In just a blink of an eye, he was still vaguely ignored in the shadows of the trees.

Leng Xiao suddenly raised the sword and pointed it, and it seemed gentle and soft, but a ripple suddenly rippled on the sword body, and the space became like a wave of water, which stirred up.

Those sword auras disappeared in just a moment and were easily erased.

The man was running away and looked back. Seeing that Leng Xiao was not chasing him, his heart had just relaxed, but his hair suddenly rose and the hatchet in his hand subconsciously slashed backwards.

This spiritual treasure hatchet seemed to be trapped in a mud at this moment. The rust on the blade fell off, and the entire blade also decayed in one breath!

The man was shocked and immediately gave up the hatchet and retreated suddenly, but something was still stained on the corner of his clothes, and it became loose and fragmented like the hatchet.

He hurriedly took off his clothes and threw them away from a distance. Then he took off his pants and watched the clothes rot and dissipated as the wind blew.

At this moment, before he could relax a little, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, but he saw that his hands had become extremely rough, just like the hands of an old man.

If it weren't for seeing it with his own eyes, he would definitely not believe it. Moreover, the change was silent, and his body was not even a bit different!

The man slowly raised his head, but saw Leng Xiao walking towards him. His breathing was a little rapid, and he felt that Leng Xiao seemed to be a little taller, and he could look at him at this moment.

"The way of time, the way of time! Since you are in this mountain range of reincarnation, have you come to your senses?"

His words were just blurting out, but he immediately denied: "It is impossible, but how can a beast become a spirit? How can it have such insight?"

He roared, with no fear or hatred on his face, only deep reluctance.

Leng Xiao asked, "You have just said that you want to sacrifice to the door with Xiao? I wonder which door is the one in your mouth?"

After listening to Leng Xiao’s inquiry, the man probably found some confidence, and a trace of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth. He immediately sneered: “This... I’m afraid you will find it hard to know this life!”

He raised the hatchet and fell to his chest and abdomen, and his intestines flowed all over the floor. He had already left all over his clothes, and he was really coming and leaving naked. This life was gone.

Leng Xiao's fingers trembled slightly, and the long sword in his hand also whispered a little.

He could have stopped him, but because of his slight hesitation, he ruined his life.

It was only since the man showed his murderous intent that he hesitated in his heart whether he should kill him.

Although reasonably, if a man wants to kill him, he will take his life and it will be just a matter of interaction. But whenever he sees someone die, he will always feel panic in his heart - don't talk about the good and evil of this person.

Furthermore, in this world, who can understand what is good and what is evil?

He bent his finger and gently dispersed the ball of spiritual mist that rose from the man's body. The man's golden elixir cultivation level, this ball of spiritual mist may be worth half a month of hard practice.

I have to admit that he hesitated when he raised his finger, even if it was just a moment.

Leng Xiao's mouth was filled with a touch of self-deprecation. Why should he pretend to be kind? The spiritual medicine and food he used were not life?

It is said that people always have a distinction between the high and low life in their hearts. When they keep talking about equality, they are just hypocritical.

He turned his head and looked at what was faintly covered in the man's clothes that had been scattered in pieces.

Leng Xiao quickly stepped forward and swept away a few pieces of fragments between his sleeves. It turned out to be a jade slip.

The jade slip was injured by Leng Xiao's power of time, and it was already dim at this moment. Leng Xiao tried to explore a trace of spiritual energy into it, and the jade slip instantly turned into a piece of dust, dissipating the last trace of spiritual energy.

In this moment, Leng Xiao received a vague feedback in his mind. But according to the man's swearing attitude before committing suicide, it seems that the jade slip should have nothing to do with the so-called "door".

He returned to the place where the rabbit cat spirit beast fell to the ground and gently pointed his finger. The spirit beast's bones were broken for five or sixteen years, and its aura was gone. If it weren't for the spiritual energy in its body and maintaining its life, it would have been dead long ago.

Leng Xiao took out a pill from his arms, and his spiritual energy shook it and turned into powder, sent it in from its mouth, and then used spiritual energy to comb its muscles and bones.

Soon, the spirit beast coughed, spit out a mouthful of blood, and its eyelids trembled slightly, as if it had recalled something, and it opened wide in an instant.

Its body moved and was about to jump up, but it roared and fell to the ground again.

Leng Xiao shook his head slightly and said, "Mr. Xiao has no intention of hurting you, you will leave."

Hearing Leng Xiao’s words, the spirit beast took a few steps back slowly, looked at Leng Xiao deeply, drilled into the bushes, and left.

Leng Xiao did not care where the spirit beast was going, but he carefully recalled the blurry scenes that came from the jade slip before.

He suddenly flew into the sky, regardless of whether it would attract attention, so he looked around.

But I saw that the mountains faintly surrounded a circle, and the peak where he was originally located was approximately in the middle of the circle.

And the blurry picture in his mind was the continuous scene of this sect, with a bright red dot marked in the middle.

Leng Xiao slowly closed his eyes, and several thoughts flashed in his mind, exploring, or staying. Staying can practice safely, and exploring may make rapid progress, or may be wasted time, or even worse.

He frowned slightly, his eyes fell into the sky, and he murmured: "When did Mr. Leng have so many concerns in his actions!"

When I looked up again, the trace of confusion in my eyes had already turned into empty space, and my body swept out, like an eagle fighting a rabbit, sharp as thunder, walking around the road.
To be continued...