The setting sun gradually set, and the red glow burned half of the sky.
The desert is lonely and in a mess.
The wind whistled, and the yellow sand slowly stirred up, rising and falling again.
The last strong wind before night blew up, taking away the last scorching heat of the desert.
also,
A young man covered in plasma was sent.
The young man's expression was blurry. On the clothes that were made of excellent materials, a small piece of yellow cloth with excellent materials could be vaguely seen in the areas that were not stained by blood stains. There was a small purple and gold gourd hanging on his belt.
Xiao Ruitang tried his best to cheer up, looking at the desert with holes in it, he couldn't help but feel a storm in his heart.
Did any monks have a battle here?
He knew it wasn't, but he still came up with such a ridiculous idea.
After the shock,
Just so anxious.
His shield of divine fire,
His bamboo demon, his spiritual weapon.
It was a protective treasure given to him by his parents, and he must not lose it.
However, except for potholes everywhere, nothing existed at the scene.
You can see it all at a glance.
Xiao Ruitang refused to give up and searched all over the place.
Suddenly, the sound piercing the air at the tip of my ears disappeared.
This sound... Xiao Ruitang's whole body trembled and he quickly protected his waist.
But came up empty.
When he lowered his head and looked, his eyes were split open. The container he used to contain the "evil evil", the small purple and gold gourd, was gone.
His face instantly became distorted, like an evil ghost.
Xiao Ruitang suddenly turned around and stared fiercely at the familiar face that appeared from behind, wishing he could eat his flesh raw.
Chen Qingyan rubbed the purple gold gourd, paying attention to the description of the practice room, and looking between the gourd and the boy in yellow shirt.
Xiao Ruitang didn't notice it, but Chen Qingyan saw it. Wisps of gray and black energy emanated from Xiao Ruitang's body and were absorbed by the gourd in his palm.
Fierce god.
The most dangerous thing in the world.
Evil.
The most evil thing in the world.
The purest and most extreme.
Every fierce god and evil spirit is born with disaster, but monks are born after refining "very evil and extremely evil" things.
Such an evil thing is actually a must-have for the human race to fight against the evil monsters and survive.
"If the origin is not enough, even if you successfully refine the evil spirit and become a monk, you will lose control in your old age when your flesh and blood decay, or you will go crazy when your mentality collapses. You will be controlled by the evil spirit and be influenced by the evil spirit. The evil god and extremely evil thoughts cannot be suppressed.
If you stay there, you will turn into a demon."
Chen Qingyan's attention was gradually attracted by the description of evil spirits in the practice room.
"Some of the demons we have to fight were transformed from monks. Because of this, the survival situation of the human race is so difficult."
"The Sword Comes"
"go to hell!
"
There was a roar from the front, Xiao Ruitang took out a red talisman and bit his finger to activate the talisman's effect.
Chen Qingyan didn't even look at it, but stretched out his hand and pressed it.
Puff puff puff puff.
Four killing knives in a row penetrated Xiao Ruitang's limbs and nailed him to the sand.
Whoosh.
A killing knife was used to send the falling talisman to Chen Qingyan.
He picked it up and saw that there were no words on the talisman, but a lifelike flame printed on it.
The practice room shows that it is a "Strange Fire Talisman", and a wisp of spiritual fire called "Moon Order" is sealed inside.
At this time, Chen Qingyan came back to his senses from the description of "evil evil" and remembered that Xiao Ruitang seemed to have used a talisman to die on his behalf and escaped the assassination of the killing knife.
This Xiao Ruitang was at most one or two years older than me, about fifteen years old, and he was actually a baby.
"Want to live or die?"
Chen Qingyan walked up to the boy in yellow shirt and kicked him with his feet.
Xiao Ruitang was wailing and screaming just a moment ago. After hearing the question, the hatred and evil thoughts in his heart flooded his soul again, and his eyes were as red as carbon.
After confronting the person who was looking at him condescendingly for a moment, he suddenly laughed coldly,
"My ancestor is the Li Master of Qilin Pavilion and one of the 106 Shensha monks in Lin Valley. Do you dare to kill me?"
Chen Qingyan looked at the young man carefully, discerned the other man's expression, and confirmed that this guy had no sense at all. If he wanted to pry open his mouth and get information, he might need to waste a lot of time, so he stepped forward with an expressionless face, ready to smash him with the back of his knife.
The head of the boy in yellow shirt,
Suddenly paused.
With a snap of his fingers, there was a snap, and a sand pit in the distance revealed its original appearance, turning out to be a small sand dune.
There is a beautiful woman standing on the sand dune.
"Zang Rongrong, come here."
Chen Qingyan waved.
The pale-faced Zang Rongrong hesitated for a moment, then walked over.
Chen Qingyan pointed at Xiao Ruitang, looked at Zang Rongrong, and said, "Kill him."
Zang Rongrong trembled all over, but after seeing Chen Qingyan's eyes gradually becoming dangerous, he did not hesitate to draw the long whip from his waist.
"Bitch, you dare to touch me?"
Xiao Ruitang actually laughed, his facial features wrinkled together, looking distorted and ugly: "You lowly thing, there is only one old man in the whole family who is close to his life expectancy, I will let my father destroy you..."
Snap.
White and red sap mixed into a puddle.
Xiao Ruitang's head was beaten to pieces with a whip.
It was so rotten that it looked like it had been hit a hundred times with a hammer.
Zang Rongrong was disgusted and whipped dozens of times on the sand before wiping off the blood, hair and fleshy foam on the whip.
She looked into the distance.
That despicable and insidious guy ran hundreds of meters away before she could take action.
"Death is so easy, it seems there is no second plan."
Chen Qingyan walked over.
Zang Rongrong did not answer, but instead asked: "What are you going to do to me?"
Chen Qingyan cut off Xiao Ruitang's clothes with a knife, checked inside and out, and after confirming that there were no other items, he replied slowly:
"Didn't I say before that you should follow me for the time being? We are stationed in the same place."
Zang Rongrong wrapped around the whip and asked again: "Will you really let me go?"
She had reason to doubt.
I have to doubt it too.
Chen Qingyan chuckled lightly and did not respond.
Zang Rongrong frowned and sighed, looking pitiful.
"Burn the body. Let's go back to Chongyue. I've been delayed for too long. I have to rush back tonight." Chen Qingyan took one last look around and walked in the direction of Chongyue Ancient Town.
"Look at the bugs crawling out of the sand. In just half an hour, all the corpses will disappear."
Zang Rongrong did not burn the body, but retorted.
"I said it was burned, but I was worried about other problems."
Chen Qingyan’s answer leaves no room for criticism.
Zang Rongrong immediately put on a serious face and began to burn it.
The two of them delayed for a long time, until it was completely dark, before they set off back to Chongyue.
Chen Qingyan walked in front, and Zang Rongrong followed behind, as if he was staying away from strangers.
On the way back, Chen Qingyan communicated with Zang Rongrong and finally figured out where Qilin Pavilion was.
Qilin Pavilion, a special department for the master of Lingu.
The so-called "Li Zhu" is the most powerful position after the Pavilion Master and the top ten Pavilion Elders.
There are twenty-one Li Lords in the entire Qilin Pavilion. Only the top-notch Shensha monks are qualified. Otherwise, even if there is an empty seat, they will not be chosen easily.
The ancestor of the Xiao family was clearly a divine cultivator, and he was one of the top cultivators.
With such a great monk here, the Xiao family must be a very prominent family in Lingu, so we can understand why Xiao Ruitang possesses both spiritual weapons and magic weapons.
Offending such an enemy...
Chen Qingyan stopped walking and tilted his head to look at Zang Rongrong.
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