If you ask Yan Zhongshu what he regrets most, he will definitely say at this moment: He should not have rushed to catch up after knowing that he was deceived by a person who did not know magic, and he should not have rushed to catch up and then later I am talking so much here slowly, but I should be like this person and just take action immediately. But he regretted that it was useless. He had no choice but to throw out the rope in his hand like a rebound. He saw the red rope in his hand flashing with pink light. His will was like the mud on the ground on a rainy day. It was trampled by one foot and only spattered away. Come. He felt that his consciousness was like splashing muddy water at this moment, turning into thousands of selves. Each of them was so erratic and illusive. It was a kind of ethereal feeling after a moment of severe pain. This was his original self. What I have always pursued, but it should not be achieved like this. "How could this happen?" This was his last thought. From Yi Yan's appearance to Yan Zhongshu's death, it just happened in the blink of an eye. Their spells were just brewing in their hearts, and Yan Zhongshu was already dead, under the finger of the man in black robes. "You, who are you? You killed him, how dare you kill him" One of the young men in the same splendid clothes said loudly. He seemed to be in disbelief as if he had seen himself being killed. He continued Said: "The people in Kunlun Hidden God Cave will not let you go, and the people of the Yan family in Shanxi will not let you go." The remaining four people all looked at each other in shock and fear, as if they were facing a formidable enemy. With Yi Yan, for them, the other party wanted to kill people without asking about the origins of themselves and others, and he killed Yan Zhongshu without asking about Yan Zhongshu's origins. "Really? If he dares to arrest my sister, I won't let him go." Yi Yan just followed their tone and said it with endless sarcasm. For a moment, they were all speechless. Yi Yan did not make things difficult for them anymore, and turned around to leave with Yi An. The entire Luoxiao Mountain Range was a dangerous place, not to mention that the Baipi Demon Lord and the Evil Corpse Wuzhen might be nearby. Moreover, he knew in his heart that there must be something fishy about this, because there was always a sense of danger lingering in his heart, although this feeling was very faint, so faint that he could hardly feel it. In another place more than a dozen mountains away, Lin Mingting stood in the shade of a tree. In front of him, there was a stream flowing slowly. Not far away, there was a cluster of wild flowers blooming tenaciously among the thorns. There were few weeds on the ground. , the rotten leaves are extremely thick, spreading on the ground like black snow. Lin Mingting sat there with the measuring ruler on his knees. His magic weapon, the mulberry wood bow, had turned into an ordinary magic weapon. Any magic weapon refined with the spiritual power of Luo Xiaoshan would lose its spiritual power and may eventually become an ordinary magic weapon. Things may even break into dust. The reason why this measuring ruler can still possess such powerful spiritual power is because its material is very special and its spiritual power is rich, so it can still be extremely powerful. The gurgling stream flows through the stones, making a tinkling sound, accompanied by the occasional bird song or two in the forest, making this valley look particularly quiet. The stream flowed quietly. Suddenly, a touch of red appeared in the clear stream. The sunlight clearly illuminated the red in the water. The red flowed from top to bottom, getting thicker and thicker. Soon, the entire stream was covered with red. The water in the stream turned red, like a stream of blood. A bird with blood-red feathers flew out of the darkness in the forest. Lin Mingting was still sitting under the big tree by the stream, with his eyes closed, and the spiritual light on his lap was like a flame. There were mysterious runes on the ruler, ten in total, each one different. The bird landed on the big tree next to Lin Mingting at the end of the village, tilting its head and staring at Lin Mingting. Suddenly Lin Mingting spoke, and he said: "I wonder what my friend is here to get from Pindao?" After a while, the bird answered: "Luo Xiao's thirty-sixth disciple, Lin Mingting is the quietest, and he is indeed famous. Xu Chuan, at this time, there is not even a trace of panic. " "It turns out that you are here for my Jingling," Lin Mingting said, "You can't get something for nothing. Even if you get it, you can't. For a long time, you will still be covered with blood and fall into endless blood. " "How do you know that I can't rely on the quiet spirit in you to cultivate your nature and cultivate your life between heaven and earth?" "How can trees from the south become forests in the north?" Lin Mingting said lightly. "The wind has no fixed direction, but it can cross the ocean. There is no fixed direction for things in this world." The blood bird said. "Now that you've decided, let's get it. Let's see if you can get it first." Lin Mingting said calmly with his eyes closed. However, while he was speaking, his hand had already held the measuring ruler. The spiritual light of the measuring ruler It shot up like a flame in an instant. At the same time, the blood bird let out a long cry and turned into a bloody light, about to cover Lin Mingting. But only when it turned into a piece of bloodAt this moment, the tree it was standing on immediately bloomed with endless white light, the green leaves turned into sword lights, and the horizontal branches were sharp blades that cut the blood light directly. . That was actually a sword tree, and the sharp sword intent was everywhere on that tree, and the piece of blood was twisted into a shapeless shape by the sword light in an instant. Li Yifeng was shocked. He instantly thought of the word "formation". He understood that he was trapped in the formation, but he couldn't understand how Lin Mingting had set up the formation here in advance. Did he know that he was coming, so he waited here? With. But this makes no sense, because Lin Mingting's current state is not enough to sense his prying eyes. Moreover, he used Yi An to divert Yi Yan away, just to seize the opportunity to seize Lin Mingting's Jingling, but he fell into the trap formation. The big tree seemed to have blossomed with white flowers in an instant. The leaves, branches and trunks were crisscrossing each other, giving Li Yifeng a feeling of entrance to thousands of worlds before his eyes. He actually felt lost. Only then did he realize this feeling. It was so intense. A sense of danger came to mind. Suddenly, the whole tree bloomed with dazzling brilliance. The tree turned into a sword and was slashed. The piece of blood that Li Yifeng had transformed into was instantly cut in half. Immediately afterwards, the unopened flowers among the thorn bushes bloomed at this moment. The white flowers seemed to be rolled up by the strong wind, and the sword roared like the wind. Li Yifeng was shocked again, and instantly understood that it was Shushan's Yin Yang Sword Gourd. It is difficult for non-Shushan disciples to display the power of the Yin Yang Sword Gourd, but a formation eye used in the formation is enough to scare the people who are caught in the formation. The world in this area had changed in just an instant, becoming thick with fog and full of murderous intent. Lin Mingting was sitting there, half of his body already shrouded in fog. Li Yifeng looked towards the sky and saw only a sword light slashing at him. The blood shadow flew and changed, but he was still hit by the sword light. The blood light that was chopped into strands did not fall to the ground. It was still changing and condensing together in the void, and covering Lin Mingting. At the same time, there was a strange curse sound, and the blood stream turned into a blood python. The blood python roared and opened its bloody mouth to devour Lin Mingting. Lin Mingting waved out the measuring ruler in his hand, and a river of smoke billowed between him and the blood python. The blood python was actually insurmountable. Li Yifeng thought to himself: "If I fall into the formation today, I can only use three to four points of my magical power. It's better to go early and come back tomorrow." Thinking of this, he used the Blood Light Escape Technique in a heartbeat. The blood light in the sky suddenly exploded, turning into a rain of blood and scattering in all directions. Another wisp of blood was cut into thousands of pieces but still escaped from the formation. In the sunlight, a wisp of blood flew out from the mountain. As the void swirled, thousands more blood threads flew out from the mountain. Together, the blood light transformed into a bloody figure, in the void. There is just a shadow in it, without any entity. He saw that in the valley, it was peaceful and quiet, and the stream was still there. He had immersed himself in the stream and watched Lin Mingting up close, but he still fell into the magic circle. He couldn't help but think: "I will just guard him." , he always has the time to leave. " He turned around and turned into a streak of blood and fled towards the top of the mountain. However, just when he reached the top of the mountain, there was a flame covering him. It was the sun spirit. Fire, and in an instant, a horrifying fear surged into his heart. He was not afraid of being cut by the sword, but he was afraid of being burned by the sun essence. At the same time, he saw a person, a person wearing a black robe. He pointed out, and a golden light flew out from his point. </p>