On the back of the White Dragon Falcon, Xia Mang calmed down his emotions. He leaned down and scanned the bottom, searching for traces of Li Zhiye, but to no avail for a long time. He couldn't help but frowned and said to himself: "What's going on? Is there something hidden in this mountain?
Other demon tamers?”
The demon tamer had appeared and was killed by Xia Mang, but Li Zhanye never came back, which made Xia Mang a little worried.
"It won't capsize in the gutter, right?" Xia Mang raised his eyebrows.
Peng!
At this moment, he heard the sound of "Peng", and a black shadow rushed out. He froze in the void for a moment, and then rushed into the distance.
"Um?"
Xia Mang's eyes suddenly focused, he raised his fingers together, twisted the silver moon scales, and threw the lightning, which directly penetrated the man's chest.
At the same time, another figure was jumping through the mountains and forests, like a black lightning, using the cover of the trees, looming in the distance, and quickly disappeared.
With a "peng" sound, a tall figure rushed up. It was Li Zhanye. His hair was messy, his clothes were stained with blood, and he was quite embarrassed. He had obviously gone through a hard battle, but this posture also highlighted his temperament.
Wild temperament.
He stared at the escaped man with cold eyes, and sneered, raised his head and said to Xia Mang: "I'll kill him, and we'll...see you at Lingchu Holy Land!"
Without waiting for Xia Mang's response, he disappeared into the mountains and forests again, chasing the figure in the direction in which he fled.
"Sure enough, there is more than one demon tamer."
Xia Mang muttered to himself. He glanced at the direction in which Li Zhanye left. After pondering for a moment, he drove the White Dragon Falcon and flew towards the Lingchu Holy Land.
Now Li Zhiye's cultivation has skyrocketed and he has reached the pinnacle of the Taoist realm. He also possesses the "Great Joyful Buddha Magic Skill" and the "Immortal Strategy". These are both top-notch inheritances. A mere demon tamer can't do anything to him.
The White Dragon Falcon can be called a sacred bird, but after all, it has not really grown up and is still very weak. Moreover, the secret bracelet is weird and magical, almost evil. The White Dragon Falcon was completely suppressed and could not resist. It could only succumb to Xia Mang.
, let him drive you.
The white dragon falcon spreads its wings and strikes the sky, like a white lightning streaking across the blue sky.
It was extremely fast, just like on the Red Spirit Boat. About two hours later, it had arrived at the foot of the Lingchu Holy Land Mountain.
At this time, outside the mountain gate of Lingchu Holy Land, there were longing figures. They were all looking at the mountain gate with strange eyes, pointing and talking in low voices.
Because, the mountain gate of Lingchu Holy Land is broken!
The mountain gate is very tall and majestic like a hill, but it is incomplete, as if someone had broken it by force!
A mountain gate broken in the middle!
The mountain gate is broken, with only half of it remaining. The fracture is not neat, and there are mountain ridges sticking together, as if it had been forcibly broken by someone with brute force!
Break mountains with force!
What kind of terrifying power is this?
In front of the mountain gate, everyone stopped to look at it and talked about it.
"Could it be that the Lingchu Holy Land has been sealed for thousands of years... has something to do with this dilapidated mountain gate?" Someone whispered, secretly speculating.
"Using force to break a mountain, and it is also the mountain gate of Lingchu Holy Land, this is definitely something that ordinary people can do!"
"Could it be that... a shocking incident happened in Lingchu Holy Land?"
"Perhaps there were once extremely powerful men who fought here, causing the mountain gate to be interrupted, and the vitality of Lingchu Holy Land to be severely damaged, so they chose to proclaim themselves and hide from the world for a thousand years..."
…
Everyone's eyes flickered, obviously everyone had their own ideas.
Most of the people present were young people, and there were very few people from the older generation. In fact, this time the Holy Land of Lingchu was "unblocked" and the Huangli Tea Party was held, the main people invited were the outstanding figures from the surrounding area.
In other words, the so-called Huangli Tea Party is a gathering of young people.
At this time, an eagle cry suddenly came from the void. The white dragon falcon swooped down, glided with its wingspan, fell from the sky, and landed in front of the mountain gate.
"What a handsome eagle!"
Everyone was surprised at first, and then praised it. It must be said that this white dragon falcon is indeed extraordinary and has the aura of a "divine bird".
"There is someone on the back of the eagle!" A young man in brocade robes said regretfully in front of the mountain gate: "It's a pity that this white eagle actually has an owner."
"Who can make this aloof white eagle surrender?"
"It seems to be... Xia Mang!" One person hesitated for a moment and said, "A man wearing a green shirt with a sword on his back is accompanied by a blind woman in a white skirt. It should be Xia Mang..."
Everyone murmured, and their eyes looked a little strange. The descendants of the Nine Kings Court descendants all appeared in Nanzhao Mansion. This was a big event, and their targets were vaguely pointed at Xue Nianchu. As a result, Xue Nianchu was naturally thrust into the limelight.
It became a whirlpool of public opinion, and Xia Mang, who had always been by Xue Nianchu's side, naturally became the focus.
Xia Mang seemed unaware of all this. He was about to plunder the White Dragon Falcon. Suddenly, he heard a sound breaking through the air. He was startled and turned around suddenly.
"Chi!"
A strange sword light struck from the sky, the sword was sharp and sharp, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal. It looked like a purple crescent moon, strange and sharp, slashing at Xia Mang angrily.
Purple Moon Demon Sword!
Obviously, Xia Sanding has arrived.
"Buzz!"
Xia Mang's eyes were cold to the bone. He stood in front of Xu Nianchu, and at the same time, he made a fist seal with his right hand and shot it out in a flash.
The silver-white dragon shadow on his arm was coiled, roaring towards the sky, turning into a torrent of fist light, striking Xia Sanding's Purple Moon Demon Sword.
"Keng!"
Xia Mang's fists were powerful and domineering, and Xia Sanding's Purple Moon Demonic Sword was no less powerful. They struck each other and collided violently, making a sonorous sound that was very harsh.
It was like two stars colliding together and exploding with great force.
The two of them fought with lightning, their swords and fists were fierce and dazzling. In the end, they annihilated each other and dissipated into a rain of light.
Xia Sanding stood on a huge rock, holding the Purple Moon Demon Sword, staring at Xia Mang with his cold eyes, and sneered: "You can kill me if you kill me, Young Emperor Xia, you are worthy of your name!"
Everyone was in an uproar. Xia Sanding was too conceited. He actually thought he could kill Xia Mang with one sword?
"Hey! It's really crazy."
In the crowd, Qin Tianlang curled his lips and said disdainfully: "If Xia Mang is really desperate to kill you, ten of you will die."
He knew very well that Xia Mang was a terrifying monster, but he had never forgotten the scene where Xia Mang tortured and killed stowaways from outside the territory and killed the undead emperor at Jiuchongtian Pass.
That was an existence that he would look up to even if he was so conceited.
Although this Xia Sanding is not bad, compared with Xia Mang, it is still far behind. He is so arrogant and wants to kill Xia Mang with one knife. How ridiculous is this?
Qin Tianlang knew very well that Xia Mang was even more weird, terrifying and unfathomable than when he was locked in the Nine Heavens.
"If Xia Ding comes in person, he might be able to compete with Xia Mang, but you... are still a little behind."
Qin Tianlang said to himself, Xia Ding, the first successor of Jiuding, is the real proud son of heaven. His fame spreads throughout the Eastern Region, and he is the real proud son of heaven in this Canglan land. "Well, there are rumors that Xia Ding has arrived in Nanzhao.
Mansion, and even entered the Yuling Cave, I don’t know if it’s true or not?”
Qin Tianlang's eyes flickered, "I wonder who is most respected in Canglan's Nine Songs List this time? You Wanxian, Xia Ding, or Snow Dragon?"