Chapter 666: The Great Demon Playing the Qin

"Buzz."

Until, there is a golden light piercing the darkness between the heaven and the earth, pouring on the earth.

The mountains, forests and rivers that were originally baptized by the thunder robbery suddenly had spiritual energy spreading, and vitality evolved.

Ten dragon veins turned into a burst.

The aura in this realm is far more terrifying than the Holy Land of Xianshan Mountain.

And in the void of that domain, suddenly a figure floated down, although there was no breath from the whole body, it was integrated with the world.

The third rank of God King is only one step away from the fourth rank.

With Ling Xiao's current strength and means, even if he doesn't use the power of the heavenly demon, the king of the gods can kill him like a dog.

"My lord."

In front of him, Xiong Huan held a figure with one hand, and bowed to Ling Xiao.

"Xiong Huan, go down the mountain, find Qingyou, and ask him to take you into the Wangui Mountain, and bring Gu Zhen back to me."

Ling Xiao looked at the comatose Chen Qingshan and the cold Gu Ci'er indifferently, his eyes were bright.

With the strength of Gu Zhen, he forcibly took the two big moves of Sect Master Xianxuan, and now even if he is not dead, he must be seriously injured.

And with the prudence of this demon master, he may not return to Ten Thousand Ghosts Mountain at this moment, and it is more likely that he will hide in other unknown places and heal his wounds carefully.

Of course, this is what normal people think.

But Ling Xiao guessed that the master of the Demon Sect is probably in the Wangui Mountain now.

The most dangerous places are often the safest.

It was because Gu Zhen was too cautious that no one would have thought that he would hide in the mountain gate so boldly.

Now that Ling Xiao entered Southern Border for the first time, he was not just looking for the Son of Destiny to harvest leeks.

Especially now that he killed Qing Yu and gained that ray of immortality, his demand for villain value improvement is not as strong as before.

In the land of southern Xinjiang, there are two important tasks.

Find the news of the magic bone and kill the first envoy.

As the head of the four envoys, perhaps this Dugu envoy will have a more intuitive understanding of the divine master and the past three hundred years ago.

Gu Zhen, now the apparent helm of the Southern Border Demon Sect.

Especially now that the master of Xueyue and the master of the Poison Sect have all died on Mount Xuansi, I am afraid that no one in the Demon Sect will threaten him anymore.

Gan!

The ancient poison and the great devil, with cruel means, to bring disaster to the world.

I, Ling Xiao, the Light of Righteous Dao, of course want to hold him firmly in my hands.

"Yes! My lord!"

Xiong Huan casually threw Chen Qingshan and Gu Ci'er on the ground, and their figures disappeared instantly.

With the current strength of this demon general, if Gu Zhen is in full bloom, he may not be easily captured.

Unfortunately, he lost.

And yet, beside him, there was a dark guard that Ling Xiao had sprinkled on the southern border long ago.

As for Chen Qingshan...

Ling Xiao didn't even look at him, the figure suddenly disappeared in place.

When he woke up, he would see Gu Ci'er's body, and that would be his most desperate time.

Betrayed the teacher's sect, his beloved was punished by the master, and bear the name of the devil's spy...

Faintness is just an escape.

But sooner or later, the dream will wake up.

People, only the desperate, the most desperate, will... be manipulated by others.

Sangjia wild dogs are invincible in the world.

At the foot of Wangui Mountain, there is a ghostly mist.

There is a faint fluctuation of the formation quietly rippling away.

Mountains are not mountains, forests are not forests.

There are thousands of ghost images, overlapping one after another, giving people a feeling that... after entering this mountain, they will return without a life.

"My lord really has a clever plan."

Xiong Huan's eyes were cold, and he raised his head to look in the direction of the mountain top.

Beside him, Qing You smiled and nodded slightly, "My lord, Gu Zhen is in this Nether Stream of Ten Thousand Ghosts Mountain, I will take my lord down the stream."

"Um."

Xiong Huan's voice was low, as he stepped forward, he broke through the fog in an instant, and disappeared together with Qing You.

"Buzz."

Xianxuanzong, in front of the apse.

Ling Xiao's figure descended from the sky and landed in front of Qin and Chu.

"Your great master, are you at the foot of the mountain?"

"Holy Son, my great master..."

Qin Chu was stunned for a moment, and felt an inexplicable shock in his heart.

At this moment, he seemed to feel that Ling Xiao's aura...had changed.

He has practiced with the Six Demons since he was a child, among which the Book Demon is best at the way of derivation.

It was inexplicable, he felt that Ling Xiao... seemed to be even more terrifying.

how is this possible?

In just a short moment, the strength of the Holy Son has gone a step further?

Moreover, this kind of oppression is not caused by the aura of people of the same generation, but more like... Realm oppression?

God King?

For a moment, Qin Chu trembled all over, and there was a strong admiration in his eyes.

Son of Ling Xiao, you are a mountain, you are a sea of ​​stars!

It is the other side of the sky that Chu'er strives to climb in this life.

"I see! You stay on the mountain, I'll go see you, Master!"

Ling Xiao looked indifferent, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Xiao... Holy Son!!"

Seeing this scene, Qin Chu's face was inexplicably pale.

"Huh? Mr. Qin, is there anything else?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, always feeling that there was something...something wrong with Qin Chu today.

"Holy Son! My Great Master...Although the name is gentle, but the temperament is real

indifferent! And he has always been prejudiced against people of the Holy Cult, why don't you just let me go down the mountain with you? "

Qin Chu looked earnestly, obviously worried that Master Zun would have a disagreement with him, and then he would punish the Holy Son of Ling Xiao.

"No need."

Ling Xiao shook his head, stepped forward, and disappeared in an instant.

joke.

Are you coming down the mountain with me?

You are here, the big demon still has some concerns, so he doesn't dare to attack me easily.

Even if Ling Xiao didn't do anything, with Wen Ruyu's temperament, he would guess Qin Chu's purpose of being left on the mountain.

It wasn't until Ling Xiao's figure appeared in the ancient forest at the foot of the mountain that his eyes froze quietly.

At this time, he could hear a melodious zither sound coming from the forest.

However, the birds and beasts in the forest were not disturbed, as if they hadn't heard of it.

"Is it specially played for me? Hehe, Senior Wen is really... polite."

Ling Xiao sneered, and walked into the ancient forest.

However, in the depths of the forest, a figure in green clothes sat cross-legged on the ground, flicking a green wood Guqin in front of him.

The melodious sound of the piano manifests the vision.

Faintly, in front of Ling Xiao's eyes, there seemed to be cranes soaring, and old trees bloomed in spring, dazzling Ligusticum flowers.

even!

With Ling Xiao's state of mind and soul, he knew that everything in front of him was an illusion at this time, but he couldn't help lingering in it, happily intoxicated.

Can! !

At this moment, the sound of the piano changed suddenly, and there was a clang that shocked the mind.

And the originally peaceful fairyland suddenly changed its appearance at this moment.

I saw a snow-capped mountain standing in the sky.

The mountains, forests and stone roads provoked sudden snow, and Gone with the Wind provoked lovesickness.

The white snow falls with the wind, dyeing the ancient mountains of the earth into silver.

On the ancient road in the mountains, a woman in Tsing Yi walked on the snow, floating like a fairy.

The world is bleak, and the snow is gone.

There is only a touch of sadness, which refreshes the heart and makes the heart unbearably cold.

Ling Xiao frowned, looking at the woman on the mountain path, feeling somewhat familiar in his heart.

At this moment, the woman seemed to feel something, her lotus steps stopped, and she slowly turned her head.

"boom!"

At this moment, Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, showing a bit of shock.

Because, he saw that the figure in the wind and snow was none other than...Ye Qingchan! !