Starting from Luoshuicheng and heading south thousands of miles is Qingshuitang.

A green mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles, a pool of clear water falls in the mountains.

Standing next to the clear water, Nie Wushuang looked at the fish chasing and playing in the clear water, breathing the air with a spiritual smell, and was in a good mood.

According to the map, Nie Wushuang, who was in a good mood, did not fly away, but walked along the wide clear pond on the green grass. He listened to the creaking sound of the green grass being stepped on by him, and kept walking, looking at his enjoyment.

Among the six consciousnesses, Nie Wushuang felt a peaceful and peaceful state.

When I looked up, there was a valley in front of me, on the wide green grass, there were tents, stone houses, and various scattered supplies everywhere. The tall wooden fences surrounded these stone houses and tents.

When the six senses explored, there was no figure in this wooden fence except for a mess.

After a while, a ray of light flashed in the air, and a figure fell on the edge of the fence. Linghu, who was dressed in black, was heartbroken and heartbroken to Nie Wushuang, who was five steps away from him, and said, "The Demon Saint is here in person. Linghu is late to welcome him, I hope to forgive him."

Nie Wushuang walked slowly forward without saying a word, and walked into the wooden fence.

Linghu looked at the mess and said apologetically: "This spiritual vein is one of the best spiritual veins in the middle of my Yunmeng. In the past, tens of thousands of servants mined companion spirit stones here, which was very lively. When he planned to give the spiritual vein to you, the Demon Saint, he had already notified them to evacuate all of them."

The two of them walked almost side by side, slowly deepening, and saw that this messy place was full of broken shoes, torn clothes, pots and pans.

Linghu frowned slightly when he saw the heartbroken eyes, and said to Nie Wushuang beside him: "Forgive me, Demon Saint. I just informed the evacuation of the servitude here yesterday. It was very hasty. I will ask someone to clean up the place tomorrow. Sir, why don't we go to the spiritual vein to take a look?"

Nie Wushuang nodded.

Linghu Duanxin led Nie Wushuang through the entire servient settlement area. After walking out of the back door of the wide wooden fence, the two stood at the entrance of a huge mountain cave that was dug out by artificially. Seeing the cave entrance slowly shrinking from the outside to the inside, Linghu Duanxin pointed to the cave entrance and said, "Mystery Saint, this is the entrance of this spiritual vein, and it is also the only entrance here. The spiritual vein is distributed in the mountain range you see. If it weren't for the fact that this place is located in the middle of Yunmeng and is too close to the Heavenly Demon Cave, one of the eight forbidden areas in Yunmeng, it would be nice to choose to establish a sect here."

Nie Wushuang frowned and said, "Lord Linghu City, let's not mention the matter of spiritual veins for now. I want to ask you, is the ghost cultivator really as rumors from the outside world, and he must be in a state of ruthlessness in order to cultivate his skills?"

Linghu Duanchen listened to Nie Wushuang's words and nodded and said, "What the demon saint has seen and heard is far more than the younger generation. The so-called ghost cultivation is a one-sided word. In life, after tens of years, after death, one can understand the relationship between the previous life. If you enter the ghost clan, you must be firm in your mind. If you have concerns, how can you practice with peace of mind? Moreover, the reason why the ghost clan can become a clan is because he has many harsh conditions and restrictions. If you do not have great determination and great perseverance, you will not be willing to reincarnate. I, Linghu Duanchen, died suddenly in life and death when my soul left my body, and when I saw my relatives and friends crying together during my lifetime, how can I not feel sad in my heart?"

Nie Wushuang listened with his ears.

Linghu's heartbroken face was filled with memories, as if sad, and continued with sadness: "It's just a coincidence that a ghost cultivator happened to pass by that day. Seeing that my soul was strong, he led me into the Ghost Clan and passed me as a ghost cultivator. At that time, I entered the Ghost Clan, and thought that if I could achieve great success, I could reunite with my relatives and friends in the human race. Alas! In a flash, most of the former relatives and friends entered the cycle of reincarnation. After passing through the soul washing pool, I had a new consciousness and didn't recognize me at all."

"The wife and son are separated and the family are destroyed. Brothers turn against each other and become enemies. Lord Demon Saint, you should have seen too many of these, right?" Linghu asked heartbrokenly.

Nie Wushuang frowned deeply, and he kept thinking about Linghu's heartbroken words just now. He didn't realize that Linghu's heartbroken was asking him questions.

After a while, Nie Wushuang came back to his senses and nodded, "So what if I saw it too much?"

Linghu Duanchen suddenly appeared in a strange look on his face: "How can the knowledgeable Jingyun Demon Saint be the only ghost king of mine be able to guess?" After saying that, he suddenly flashed and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Nie Wushuang only felt the power of the Ghost King Realm sweeping overwhelmingly. The spiritual veins in his body suddenly ran up and down. Before he could react, the blood squeezed by the spiritual veins accelerated at the same time. Nie Wushuang, who could not suppress, squirted out a mouthful of blood.

"You boy, you dare to pretend to be the Great Sage Jingyun, today is your death." Linghu's heartbroken voice sounded in the sky.

Nie Wushuang quickly turned the star air and jumped up, but found that there were countless array patterns blocking the surrounding space. He jumped and could not break through the space and was pushed straight back to the ground.

At the same time, in the air, more than twenty masters of the same Yuanying realm were all coming. Linghu Duanchen took the lead. The four people around him were the four great city lords. He saw that he was dying in the ghost head and his body was condensed in the air and said with a expressionless expression: "The level 6 trapping formation plus the level 6 killing formation, plus three demon kings, four barbarian kings, two ghost kings, and six Yuanying; this time, see how you escape?"

Nie Wushuang frowned and looked at Linghu Duanchen in the air, and his heart was filled with doubts: Could it be that this old guy recognized me? No? Bai Xuan didn't recognize me? I'm afraid... it was Cuiyou Inn's knife that made Linghu Duanchen feel the same aura when he was fighting with him as the Jingyun Demon Saint.

At this moment, Nie Wushuang was almost sure: Linghu dughu guessed that the Jingyun Demon Saint at the birthday party that day was him.

Linghu, who is in the Ghost King Realm, can become the master of one force, and cannot be deceived by casually.

At this moment, he was not in a hurry at all. A smile appeared on his face and he whispered to Linghu Duanchen: "Linghu Duanchen, it seems that you have recognized me? But I can't understand why you want to kill me?"

Linghu Duanchen also said with a smile: "After today, you have turned into ashes early and know so much? What's the use?"

Nie Wushuang said: "Just for a spiritual vein?"

Linghu Broken suddenly turned his eyes, and his eyes showed a huge murderous intent, and he said word by word: "The humiliation in public, the hatred of robbery, and the hatred of robbery. Which one is not enough to let me kill you?"

Linghu's heartbroken words have already shown that he has seen that Nie Wushuang is the Jingyun Demon Saint, and that Jingyun Demon Saint is Nie Wushuang.

Linghu Broken Heart did not dare to underestimate this Jiedan monk disguised as the Jingyun Demon Saint. He twice fought against this disguiser. Knowing that the opponent's combat power was extremely strong, how could he dare to take it lightly?

For Nie Wushuang, this game was extremely dangerous.

This is not the original reason why the group of elixirs outside the Tiger City will not be reserved for the bosses in the mixed city because of his purification skills.

Linghu made such a scene after heartbroken, and it was a death-making place.

Looking at Linghu's heartbroken heart, Nie Wushuang was curious and simply spoke directly: "You have the courage. If I am really the sage of the sage, do you dare to do this?"
Chapter completed!