If you ask Yan Zhongshu what he regrets the most, he will definitely say at this time: You shouldn't hurry to catch up after you know that you were deceived by a person who does not use magic, and you shouldn't hurry to catch up after you catch up, but then slowly talk about so much here. You should be like this person and just act as soon as possible.

But he regretted it was useless, so he had to bounce out the rope in his hand, but saw the pink light in the red rope in his hand flashing, and his will was like mud on the ground in a rainy day, trampled on by one foot, and it could only splash everywhere.

He felt that his consciousness was like splashing mud and water at this moment, turning into thousands of self-self, and each of them was so erratic and fantasy. It was a kind of ethereal floating after a moment of severe pain. This was what he had been pursuing, but it should not be realized in this way.

"How could this happen?" This was his last consciousness.

From Yi Yan's appearance to Yan Zhongshu's death, it was only a blink of an eye. Their magic was just brewing in their hearts. Yan Zhongshu was already dead, dead under the finger of the man in a black robe.

"You, who are you? If you kill him, you dare to kill him..."

One of the young men in the same gorgeous clothes said loudly, as if he had seen himself killed, and he continued: "The people from Kunlun Zang Shen Cave Heaven will not let you go, nor will the people from the Yan family in Shanxi let you go."

The remaining four people were all facing a great enemy, looking at Yi Yan in shock and fear. For them, the other party wanted to kill someone but didn't ask the origin of them clearly. He killed Yan Zhongshu and started without asking about the origin of Yan Zhongshu.

"Is that so? I won't let him go if he dares to catch my sister." Yi Yan just said in their tone, with endless sarcasm, and for a moment they were all speechless.

Yi Yan did not make things difficult for them anymore, and pulled Yi An and left. The entire Luoxiao Mountains were dangerous places, not to mention that Baibi Demon Lord and the Evil Corpse Wuzhen might be close to each other. Moreover, he knew in his heart that this must be strange, because there was always a sense of danger in his heart, although this feeling was very faint, so faint that he could hardly sense it.

Lin Mingting, another place outside the dozens of mountains, stood in the shade of trees. A stream flowed slowly in front of him. Not far away, a cluster of wild flowers bloomed tenaciously among the thorns. The ground was sparsely weeds and extremely thick leaves, spreading on the ground like black snow.

Lin Mingting sat there, with the measuring ruler horizontally on his knees. His own magic weapon, Sangmu Wood Bow, has become an ordinary magic weapon. Any magic weapon refined with Luo Xiaoshan's spiritual power will dissipate its spiritual power and may eventually become an ordinary thing, or even disperse into dust.

This measuring ruler can still possess such powerful spiritual power at this time because its material is very rich and its spiritual power is strong, so it can still be extremely powerful now.

The stream flows gurglingly, passing through the stones, making tinkling sounds, accompanied by the occasional bird song in the forest, making the valley look particularly quiet.

The stream flowed quietly, and suddenly, a touch of redness appeared in the clear stream. The sunlight shone on the stream clearly illuminated the redness in the water. The red flowed from the top and became thicker and thicker. Soon, the entire stream turned red, like a blood stream.

A bird with blood-red feathers flew out from the darkness in the forest.

Lin Mingting was still sitting under the big tree by the stream, with his eyes closed, his knees measuring the sky ruler was like flames, and there were mysterious runes on the ruler, a total of ten, each of which was different.

The bird landed at the village head on the big tree beside Lin Mingting, staring at Lin Mingting with his head tilted.

Suddenly, Lin Mingting spoke, and he said, "I don't know if my friend is here, but I want to get what I am in my body?"

The bird answered after a while: "Luo Xiao's disciple thirty-six, Lin Mingting is the quietest. As expected, his reputation is immeasurable. At this time, there is no panic at all."

"It turns out that you are here for my quiet spirit." Lin Mingting said: "This quiet spirit that is gained for nothing and taken away by others. Even if you get it, it will not last long. You will still be covered in blood and fall into endless bloody red."

"How do you know that I cannot cultivate my nature and maintain my life through the quiet spirit of your body from now on, and cultivate my life between heaven and earth." The blood bird said.

"How can trees in the south form forests in the north?" Lin Mingting said lightly.

"The wind has no fixed trend, but it can pass through the ocean. How can there be a fixed number of things in the world?" said the blood bird.

"Since you have decided, let's take it. Let's see if you can get it first." Lin Mingting said lightly with his eyes closed, but while he was speaking, his hand had already held the measuring ruler, and the spiritual light of the measuring ruler rushed up like a flame in an instant. At the same time, the blood bird sang for a long time, turning into a bloody light and was about to cover Lin Mingting.

However, when it turned into a bloody light, the tree it stood on immediately burst out endless white light, the green leaves turned into sword lights, and the branches horizontally were sharp blades that cut the blood light directly.

It turned out to be a sword tree. The tree was filled with cold sword intent everywhere, and the blood light was instantly twisted by the sword light.

Li Yifeng was shocked and thought of the word "formula". He understood that he had fallen into the formation, but he couldn't understand why Lin Mingting set up the formation here in advance. Did he know that he was coming and wait here? But this made no sense, because Lin Mingting's current realm was not enough to sense his peeping. Moreover, he used Yi An to adjust Yi Yan, just to take the opportunity to seize the quiet spirit on Lin Mingting's body, but fell into the trap formation.

In an instant, the big tree seemed to bloom white flowers, with leaves, branches and trunks interlaced, giving Li Yifeng a feeling of loss before his eyes. This feeling appeared, and that strong sense of danger surged into his heart.

Suddenly, the whole tree burst out with bright light, and the tree turned into a sword, slashed down, and the blood light transformed by Li Yifeng was instantly cut into two halves. Immediately afterwards, the unopened flowers in the thorns bloomed at this moment, and the white flowers were like being swept up by the strong wind, and the sword sang like the wind.

Li Yifeng was shocked again and realized in an instant that it was the Yin-Yang Sword Gourd of Shushan.

The Yin-Yang Sword Gourd is not difficult for Shushan disciples to exert its power, but it is enough to use it as a formation eye in the formation to make those who are trapped in the formation frightened.

This world had changed in just a moment, becoming foggy and full of murderous intent. Lin Mingting sat there, half of his body was already covered by fog.

Li Yifeng looked up at the sky and saw only a sword light slashing, and the blood shadow flew away and was still slashed by the sword light.

The blood light that was cut into pieces did not fall to the ground, but still condensed in the void and covered Lin Mingting. At the same time, another strange curse sounded, and the blood stream turned into a blood python. The blood python roared and opened its bloody mouth and swallowed Lin Mingting.

Lin Mingting waved out the ruler in his hand, and a river-like smoke rolled between him and the blood python, which was insurmountable.

Li Yifeng thought to himself: "Today I fall into the formation, even if I have a body of magical power, I can only exert three or four points. It is better to go early and come again the next day."

When he thought of this, he used the blood light escape technique while his heart was moved. He saw the blood light in the sky suddenly explode and turned into a blood rain. Another strand of blood was cut into thousands of pieces but still broke away from the formation.

In the sunshine, a wisp of blood flew out from the mountains. In the midst of the void, thousands of blood flew out from the mountains and gathered together. The blood light transformed into a blood-colored figure. In the void, it was a shadow, and there was no entity.

He saw that the valley was quiet and the stream was still there. He had melted into the stream and watched Lin Mingting up close, but he still fell into the magic circle. He couldn't help but think: "I just keep guarding him, he always leaves."

As soon as he changed his body, he turned into a blood light and escaped to the top of the Guanmian Mountain. However, just as he reached the top of the mountain, a flame covered him. It was the sun's essence fire. In an instant, a horror of fear surged into his heart.
Chapter completed!