Xuanyuan Yu glanced at it lightly and said: "Wantian Weapon Spirit said that it is Bai Yaksha, a spiritual monster with a higher level than the Earth Demon and the Flying Earth Demon."
He has no memory of his life as the Dark Lord, and he doesn't know much about things in the demon world.
Everything could only be told to him on the spot by the Wantian Artifact Spirit.
Although Xuanyuan Yu doesn't like this subordinate of a weapon spirit whose good and evil are unknown, it has to be said that at critical moments, she still comes in handy.
"Bai Yaksha likes to seize the souls of holy cultivators and devour the Yuan Yin of female holy cultivators. Luo'er must be careful." Xuanyuan Yu warned again.
Ling Luo nodded and looked around.
This stone island is three thousand paces long and five thousand paces wide. It is neither too big nor too small.
About a thousand steps away from him, Ling Luo vaguely saw two familiar figures, one large and one small.
The man is dressed in moon-white clothes, has a pair of beautiful purple eyes, and his appearance is enough to astonish anyone from heaven.
The girl was still a little girl, less than ten years old. She was wearing a pink skirt and her black silk stockings were tied up with a ribbon.
"Sister!"
"Master——"
The boy and the girl waved to themselves with joyful smiles on their faces.
Ling Luo felt happy.
Aren't those Xiao Jie and Xun'er?
We haven't seen each other for almost four years. Xiao Jie has grown from a teenager to a big boy. Xun'er has also grown a lot taller, and the pink and tender childish look on his face is still there.
Xuanyuan Yu was surveying the terrain and didn't notice anything strange behind him.
"Master, Xun'er misses you so much, come here quickly!"
"Sister, here, here!"
Xiao Jie and Xun'er faced Ling Luo and kept waving their arms, calling her over.
By some strange coincidence, Ling Luo took steps and walked towards Xiao Jie and Xun'er.
She misses them so much.
Ever since she came to heaven, there hasn't been a day when she didn't miss them both.
"Why are you here?"
Ling Luo walked up to Xiao Jie and Xun'er and asked with joy on his face.
"Sister, I have practiced trickery and made great strides with each passing day. I have broken through the void and entered the heaven."
"Master, I use the power of fate left by my mother to quickly practice and ascend..."
Xun'er's words came to an abrupt end.
She lowered her head in disbelief and saw a flying sword in the shape of a tower piercing her chest.
"Master, you? Why?"
Xun'er had a look of pain on his face, and his extremely pure ice blue eyes were filled with tears.
"I almost got deceived by you."
The confused look on Ling Luo's face disappeared, and her pair of crystal beautiful eyes were extremely clear.
"You are not Xun'er. Xun'er doesn't know Di Jiang's fate at all. It is sealed in her spiritual realm."
Ling Luo's eyes dimmed slightly, staring coldly at the man and woman in front of him, and said: "You are Bai Yaksha. Do you think that if you get into my heart and imitate the appearance of the person I miss, there will be no flaws?"
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She twisted her right hand, and the flying sword of the Sun Temple stirred hard in "Xun'er"'s chest, and the true sun fire suddenly jumped up.
"Ahhhhh——"
Xun'er's appearance gradually disappeared, and a wisp of white spirit was wrapped and burned by the true fire of the sun, letting out a cry of pain.
Ling Luo's eyes shifted to "Xiao Jie" on the other side, and saw him looking at her with a horrified expression, his face turned pale, and he took two steps back.
"Impossible, you are only in the late Nascent Soul stage! Even a god cultivator in the transformation stage will find it difficult to resist our spiritual attack!"