"I see!"

After a long time of tea, Ling Xian put down his right hand, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but his expression became more and more gloomy.

This is really a calamity, I don't know which fools slaughtered the grandson of Xuan Guzu, which caused a catastrophe.

As for his own people, it was just a coincidence that they were killed by the pond fish.

It's no wonder that the Qingmu Mountain Festival has never made a mistake before, but this time, it was besieged by demon beasts.

And it's crazy, from the very beginning, it's put on a never-ending posture.

It turned out that the other party was for revenge.

Blood feud!

Thinking about Xuan Gu Ancestor's instructions, Ling Xian shuddered, the other party actually planned to raze the entire Qingmu Mountain to the ground without leaving a living mouth......

Ling Xian's face was extremely ugly, and the hairs on his back stood on end, no, he had to leave this place as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Ling Xian no longer hesitated, with a flick of his sleeve robe, a jade box flew out, Ling Xian put the demon pill and the soul together, and then pasted several forbidden talismans on it.

Then he was covered in green light, and he planned to fly through the air, but at this moment, Ling Xian saw something in the corner of his eyes.

His heart moved, and the aura on his body suddenly converged.

As soon as the hand was raised, the thing flew by itself as if it had been pulled and landed in the palm of his hand.

It's a storage bag!

The style is extremely exquisite, and at first glance it is very different from the one used by the demon clan.

Ling Xian sank his divine sense into it.

After a moment, he raised his head and his face showed a look of ecstasy.

This is really a nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

This storage bag belongs to Zhuge Ancestor.

That's right, it's the monk in the late stage of the transformation of the gods.

died before leaving the school, and his physical body was destroyed by the demon cultivator in front of him.

At the same time as the sneak attack was successful, this demon also took Zhuge Ancestor's storage bag by the way.

Cultivating immortals and cultivating immortals is fighting for resources, even if it is a demon clan, when cultivating, they also need a lot of goods, and the storage bag of the ancestor of the gods, if there is a chance, he will naturally not miss it.

However, what made Ling Xian happy was not this, although the spirit stone material was tempting, but at this moment, it was in a deep crisis, but it was not something that was urgently needed.

A jade pupil appeared in Ling Xian's hand.

Ling Xian sank his divine sense.

A map suddenly appeared in front of me.

Map of Mt. Aome.

Mountains, rivers, and lakes are all clearly marked.

And on the map, about three thousand miles west of Mt. Qingmu, there is a point of light.

Ling Xian moved his divine sense to the other side, and suddenly the dense small characters came into view.

After a moment, Ling Xian raised his head, his face full of emotion.

These old monsters in the god transformation period are really cunning and cunning.

Zhuge Ancestor once said to others that five hundred miles away, there was a teleportation array, through which one could fly far away and escape to a safe place.

This is true, but unfortunately it is a thousand miles away.

Yes, there is a teleportation array, but it is not 500 miles away, but 50,000 miles.

At such a distance, there is a demon clan in hot pursuit, even if it is a monk in the Transformation Period, it is extremely difficult to escape to.

And along the way, they will attract the attention of the vast majority of demon cultivators.

What a plan!

On the surface, all the monks below the god of transformation were used as cannon fodder.

But in fact, Zhuge Ancestor's plan was even more ruthless, that is, the rest of the god-transforming cultivators were also used by him to attract the attention of demon cultivators, and all of this was so that he could escape alone.

Despicable and shameless!

This guy will do anything to survive.

It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven, but in the end, they made a wedding dress for Ling Xian.

......

Even with Ling Xian's city government, he couldn't help but scold the old monster for being shameless in his heart, but in addition to being indignant, he was a little more happy in his heart.

With this map, the teleportation array is only three thousand miles away, and there are other people who have attracted the attention of demon cultivators for themselves, so it shouldn't be too much of a problem to get out.

The thought in his mind turned, Ling Xian suddenly seemed full of confidence, this time, luck is really good, God has helped me, he believes that he will definitely be able to save the day.

So Ling Xian followed the map, turned into a frightening rainbow, and disappeared into the sky.

There were still a lot of dangers along the way, and from time to time he encountered demon beasts in a narrow way, Ling Xian did not dare to delay, and always wiped out the enemy as quickly as possible.

In general, it was quite smooth, at least he didn't meet the demon clan in the transformation period again, and the demon beasts naturally couldn't stop him.

Three thousand miles is extremely far away for mortals, but for immortal cultivators in the realm of Ling Immortal, it is nothing at all.

Ling Xian walked and stopped, avoiding the enemy's edge, seeing that the sun was about to set down the hillside, but the destination was also vivid.

......

At the same time, the other monks who had retreated from Qingmu Mountain did not have the good luck of Ling Xian.

The defeat is like a mountain, if from the beginning, the monks can be of one heart and one mind, even if the strength is slightly inferior, they will definitely be able to fight with the demon cultivator.

However, a plate of scattered sand, each with its own plans, is now a thousand miles away, but the demon clan is in hot pursuit, after half a day of pursuit, the fallen immortal cultivators, there are actually seven or eight out of ten.

The losses were devastating.

He survived, and still did not get out of the crisis.

Ordinary monks don't mention it, even those god-transforming ancestors who thought they had a backhand, and after discovering the truth, they were also half angry to death.

Fifty thousand miles, if it is usually not worth mentioning.

This time, however, those demons were like a bunch of crazy people.

Chasing after each other, even if they can't easily get rid of the existence of the same level, they are all complaining, and they hate that Zhuge Ancestor to the point of no return.

But no matter how much they hate, even if they want to settle accounts with him, they can only wait until they get out of danger, but now that they can't quench their thirst, they deeply doubt that they can escape smoothly.

......

This is a canyon, a hundred flowers bloom, and a small stream meanders, the aura is abundant, and the scenery is very good.

However, at this moment, it was filled with an atmosphere of slaughter.

Next to the stream, there were several corpses lying horizontally, both human and demon.

Although they have fallen, it can be seen from the costumes that they have cultivated well.

And in mid-air, there is a person and a demon facing each other from afar.

The human being was an old man, more than sixty or seventy years old at a glance, but he was burly, gorgeously dressed, and had a murderous look on his face.

The demon clan on the other side has a much uglier appearance, but the aura that emanates from the whole body is in the middle stage of the transformation of gods.

"Luo Daoyou, are you tied up, or do you want Yu to dig up your Yuan Ying from the dantian?"

The monster's cold voice came to his ears, and his tone seemed to have no emotion.

When Luo Lao Wei heard this, a trace of fear flashed on his face, but soon, he hid it very well: "Why do Taoist friends have to work hard to force each other, you and I have no grievances in the past, and there is no enmity in the near future, why not shake hands and make peace, do you think that you can really take down the old man without paying any price?" (To be continued.) )