A secret room in the Heavenly Palace was covered with many prohibitions on the wall, two of which disappeared one after Qian Mo killed the two white-robed shadow guards. The person guarding this restricted area was Xun Yi, the head of Xingyun Hall, frowned slightly, and then immediately went to Si Luan Hall.

Zuo Tingsi, the leader of the Si Luan Hall, was the most famous lord of the Dao Ling army during the holy war. He was the most powerful general under the Dao Ling army and was named the Iron-blooded madman. There were countless souls under his sword. He marched into the Southern Region and continued to massacre on a large scale, without giving any chance of survival at all. Now he has become the leader of a temple, one person and one person above ten thousand people. Although he is cruel and bloodthirsty, he is brave and good at fighting and is ready to die. The lower generals are also loyal to him and convinced him. In the Heavenly Palace, besides Dao Ling, Zuo Tingsi is a well-deserved top leader.

Xunyi rushed to Siluntang quickly and saw Zuo Tingsi. He finished the news that the death of the two great masters Yingwei who were heading to the Ji Sili Mountains. Zuo Tingsi also felt a little incredible.

Zuo Tingsi was wearing blue casual clothes and a pair of sharp and sharp eyes, and said thinking, "The Shadow Guard should have taken action without meeting Han Ke. It is not worth mercy to die."

Xun Yi said, "If there was that phantom beast and only two great masters, they would not be so stupid that they would act alone. They should have followed along the way and found that only Qian Mo was alone, and the whereabouts of the phantom beast were not seen. Facing Qian Mo, they thought they could be arrested quickly but they did not expect to be killed. Maybe they didn't understand until they died."

Zuo Tingsi said, "The information will not be wrong. Since Qian Mo escaped into Yuncheng last time, Qian Mo has the peak realm of the little master. Two Tiangong Shadow Guards who are familiar with tracking and assassination joined forces and could be easily killed by him. If it weren't for the help of the ancient phantom beast, it would be incredible."

Zuo Tingsi fiddled with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand and continued, "I asked them to go to the Ji Sili Mountains to find out the descendants of the demon clan. Now that he has been killed, he must have known Qian Mo's movements. It can be considered as completing their own tasks. Let's look at Han Ke and the others next."

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Qianmo walked along the Tongyou River. The more he went, the harder the road was. He had no choice but to climb up the top of the mountain and rushed forward quickly.

At this time, shortly after Qian Mo killed the two Heavenly Palace Shadow Guards, Han Ke and his subordinates came over. Looking at the two corpses, covered in sword marks, and some sword intent remained in the wound, Han Ke smiled contemptuously, "I found you, chase me!"

Qian Mo kept running forward, but in fact he didn't know what was waiting for him ahead. Deep in his heart, he just wanted to be farther away from the Dark Night Forest, further away from the place where the old man was buried, and further away from the city of Enyun.

However, along the way, Qianmo felt very comfortable as he ran through the Ji Sili Mountains, as if he was washed from the soul. It can be said that since he was born in the Southern Region, except for the restricted place in the Dark Night Forest, this section of the road was the best time for Qianmo to feel.

There are two long and narrow mountains beside the Tongyou River. Qianmo ran on the top of the mountain. Suddenly, a sharp arrow passed by and landed in front of Qianmo. "It's finally here." Qianmo took a quick step and continued to run forward.

Han Ke behind him was slightly stunned, smiled contemptuously, and continued to chase Qian Mo. The rain of arrows behind him was still passing by Qian Mo, but Qian Mo could always avoid it very cleverly.

Han Ke didn't understand what the meaning of Qian Mo escaping like this. The deeper it went, the harder it was to go. All that was waiting for him was death. But strangely, Qian Mo's speed seemed to be not affected by physical strength, and he could always keep a distance of about ten feet from him, which made Han Ke and the others a little helpless. But they were not in a hurry. There was no other way out for such a mountain range, and they were not worried that Qian Mo could escape.

Often, the escaped person is extremely exhausted from his mental power. He doesn't know what to face behind him, and his attention must be highly concentrated at all times. If this continues, Han Ke wants to see how long Qianmo can escape.

As the rain of arrows behind him gradually disappeared, Qian Mo did not dare to relax at all, and continued to run forward without slowing down. He didn't know how long he had escaped, but finally, a black sea water appeared in Qian Mo's vision.

As we rushed all the way, the mountain range finally came to its end.

In front of you is a huge oval lake surrounded by mountains on both sides, and the Tongyan River connects this lake. In another section further away, it is pitch black and there is no end to see.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Qian Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief. The wind from this dark sea passed through Qian Mo's body, and there was an indescribable feeling. This feeling was very dreamy, as if it was home and home.

Han Ke and the others chased after him, looking at Qian Mo's back, the entourage beside him immediately raised the crossbow, and the arrow was on the string, but Han Ke held it down and shook his head.

Then he shouted to Qian Mo, "Qian Mo, you have no way out."

Qian Mo slowly turned around and saw the dozen people in front of him, and smiled at Han Ke, "I'm so embarrassed to let you chase after you for so long."

Han Ke took a few steps forward and smiled slightly, "I didn't expect that there was such a place in the Ji Sili Mountains. This is the place where you usually hide and practice?"

Qian Mo looked down at Minghai and smiled, "To be honest, it's my first time here. The ancient and mysterious Ji Sili Mountains did not disappoint us."

Han Ke looked at the endless mountains, the dark sea, and the dark red sky, as if there was no light to penetrate, suppressing the suffocation atmosphere, making this mountain even more mysterious.

Han Ke said, "Yes, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have come to such a fantastic place."

Qian Mo smiled and said, "So much me!"

The entourage next to Han Ke was a little at a loss. The originally cold and taciturn prodigal son, who was talking so much to this escaped descendant of the demon clan today is really puzzling.

Han Ke looked at the descendant of the demon clan in front of him, which was very different from the alien clans he had seen before. Qian Mo's feeling of talking about the wind made Han Ke feel very comfortable, just like an old friend who had not seen for a long time, unrestrained.

Han Ke continued, "I already know that Jin Yutang secretly practiced secret techniques and set up a blood spirit formation in the city, which triggered the Dark Night Forest Phantom Beast, causing tens of thousands of people and countless phantom beasts to die innocently. And you enter the city lord's mansion to kill Jin Yutang, and then kill Sang'an, all to make a fuss to those innocent dead lives. The officials in the city city are spoiled and extravagant, and the officers and soldiers regard human lives as grass, and they have no choice but to die."

Han Ke smiled and said, "Qianmo, I admire you very much. If I go back to the Heavenly Palace with me now, although I don't know what kind of treatment the superiors will do to you, I promise that I will be able to save your life."

Qian Mo looked at the human teenager in front of him and smiled, "I have already occupied the blood of your human and heavenly palaces. Besides, I am a demon, so go back with you? Haha, it's useless to say more, it's better to fight and see if you have the strength to let me go back with you!"

Han Ke smiled freely and said, "Then let's fight!"

Han Ke took a big step forward, and the snow-colored sword drew a long line on the ground behind him, indicating that the entourage behind him did not need to take action. Qian Mo must be his prey.

Qian Mo jumped high, held the ancient sword tightly with both hands and raised it over his head. The blood-colored sword energy instantly condensed around him, and it was naturally integrated with the dark red heavenly palace of the Ji Sili Mountains.

Han Ke pulled out the snow-colored sword, and the sword intent was stirring, and rushed towards Qian Mo. Qian Mo's ancient sword slashed high, and Han Ke faced the blood-colored sword light and blocked it head-on. The blood-colored sword light fell on Han Ke's long sword. The sword was made with the sword as a shield, and the sword energy was scattered everywhere, and the dust was flying around. The sword energy was directly spread to the dark sea, causing huge waves.

Han Ke removed Qian Mo's sword energy and rushed towards Qian Mo again. Qian Mo turned his steps and also rushed towards Han Ke. The two sword lights collided fiercely, with sword lights and sword shadows, and the sacred cups were filled with dazzling eyes.

The Xuantian sword intent that Han Ke himself comprehended was domineering. The sword intent is hard to meet but cannot be obtained. Sword practitioners may practice swords with a sound but cannot comprehend the sword intent. However, some people may be destined to be swordsmen from the beginning of holding the sword. There must be a sword intent in the world that belongs to him, and Han Ke is a man of heaven.

Han Ke is already at the level of a master at a young age, and now he has even realized the highest sword intent. The path of swordsmanship is unobstructed, and it is a thousand miles a day.

Qian Mo did not really learn from his master, and that ancient sword seemed to be his teacher. In Qian Mo's hands, everything was as good as his heart, and a feeling of being connected with the bloodline of the ancient sword and being integrated into one. If Han Ke was born with Xuantian sword intent, then Qian Mo would start from holding the sword, and the man and sword were united.

Within a few breaths, Han Ke laughed loudly, and the domineering and sharp sword intent stormed around him. Qianmo's purple-black pupils shrank, and the mark on his eyebrows became brighter and brighter, making him look even more mysterious.

Qian Mo slashed the ancient sword in his palm, and Qian Mo's blood flowed along the ancient sword pattern, and then emitted a strange blood-colored pillar of light. Han Ke held the sword and killed Qian Mo again. The top of the mountain was not large, and Qian Mo had no way out. He threw the ancient sword in his hand. Han Ke pressed his hands on the hilt of the sword, and turned around. The long sword slashed on Qian Mo's blood-colored ancient sword, emitting a strong and huge sword energy. Han Ke flew backwards. The ancient sword hovered in the air and finally stabbed on the ground. Blood was overflowing from the corner of Qian Mo's mouth beside him.

The entourage next to him was shocked to the point where he was beyond measure. They knew Han Ke's strength. In the sword path, there was no second person in the entire Xuanji Continent who could defeat him. Now facing the descendant of the demon clan in front of him, he was not at a disadvantage at all, and he had the intention of controlling the overall situation. It was really rare in the world.

Han Ke knelt on one knee on the ground, with the sword in his hand supporting his body. Qian Mo stood not far away, slowly regulating his breathing, and his expression was calm. Han Ke was very confused inside, and his noble self-esteem could not accept at all. He knew that Qian Mo was very strong, but he never thought that he was so much stronger than himself.

Han Ke's eyes were red, he stared at Qian Mo, and his sword intent was condensed all over his body. Xuantian sword intent actually slowly transformed, and white sword blades condensed and whirled in the air. "Today, I, Han Ke, will surely kill you to sacrifice the sword!"

Qian Mo adjusted his breath for a short time, but did not immediately go forward to stop Han Ke, allowing him to condense the sword intent. His fingertips passed through the ancient sword, and the faint sword light at the sword mark exploded instantly when Qian Mo held the hilt of the sword, with a strong red light, dazzling.
Chapter completed!