A Demon’s Path

Cheng Yu usually only studied with the teachers and brothers, and did not experience such a scene of life and death, even if she is also an orange-level chain soul teacher, in the experience of the enemy compared with the other side to eat a big loss .

This fight is less than two rounds. For the convenience, the fierce claws have been shot toward the top of Cheng Yu. Without accident, Cheng Yu will soon bloom.

The fear of death made Cheng Yu look at the other's claws in horror, but his feet forgot to move.

"Sister!" Li Yuanhuan, who was outside the tens of meters, was shocked. He wanted to come to the rescue but was entangled by his opponent. It was too late!

boom! The demon soul teacher only felt that his arm was numb, and the five fingers that turned into claws were shocked by the bones!

When the Demon Soul saw clearly that he was blocking a metal broom, he had no chance to see who was the owner of the broom.

A figure of ten steps as a step rushed over, the primary red level soul space skills - shrink into the inch!

With a bang, like a broken watermelon, the head of this demon soul was swept away by an iron broom, and the blood and water were sprayed on the ground, even bloody.

The first shot of Ling Xiao is so hot, I can see it as a stunned!

Cheng Yu still did not wake up from the panic, staring at the man who saved himself - holding a black broom. The black broom is stained with dark red blood, black and red, so that Ling Xiao at this time looks more like a demon soul teacher.

Ling Xiao looked awkward and shouted: "This is on the battlefield. What are you still waiting for? Wait for someone else to save you?"

Cheng Yu bit his lip as if to bite a bleeding. In this blink of an eye, Ling Xiao rushed to become behind Yu Yu, and the two demon souls who came to attack were swept away, and the red stolen objects splashed around.

Cheng Yu suddenly raised his head and his eyes were red, like the injured lioness: "You don't need to teach me, who wants you to save!"

After all, Cheng Yu’s sword stabbed his backhand and pierced the throat of another sorcerer who rushed up.

After the addition of the disciples of Beibei, the battle on the field changed dramatically. The number of demons was inferior, and the defeat was defeated. In addition to the escape of two yellow-level demon souls, more than forty orange spirits The division was all killed.

Wang Batian, who was injured, looked at the more than 20 bodies of his own Yangquan disciples. His tongue licked his dry lips and said bitterly toward Li Yuanhuan: "Thank you..."

Li Yuanhuan is calm and calm, and there is no smugness on his face: "Polite, we are all sects of the Valley of the Winds, and it is appropriate to help each other."

After all, Li Yuanhuan no longer pays attention to Wang Batian, turned his face and looked worriedly at the pale-faced sister Cheng Yu: "Sister, are you okay?"

Cheng Yuqiang endured the feeling of wanting to vomit, and said with anger: "Alright!"

Suddenly, with the sound of "砰", the body of a magical soul squad exploded on the ground, and the blood spray was sprayed on the nearby Beijiao disciples, which quickly eroded the skin of the Beijiao disciples.

"Ah!" Looking at his skin began to rot at a speed visible to the naked eye. The dozens of Beijiao disciples screamed again and again, desperately clutching the cracked skin that spread out, almost fainting.

"Don't catch!" Ling Xiao sighed and quickly took out several white vials from the chain of souls and quickly poured the powder from the vials onto the festered skin of these disciples.

At the same time, the Linghui soul stone of Ling Xiao’s chest chain flashed, and more than a dozen red lights flew out of the soul stone and flew to the wounds of the dozens of Beijiao disciples, quickly repairing the festering skin.

"This...this..." A dozen disciples watched such a magical scene, almost forgot, just now they still have to die to live.

"Okay." Ling Xiao secretly made the power of the soul, making himself sweaty.

The first time I used Qingxin, and I saved more than a dozen of the same door. If I don’t make myself sweaty, what do other people think?

The same door will say that Master is eccentric, and it is easy to expose some strength in front of Wang Quantian of Yangquan School, which is not conducive to the newcomer contest after one month.

Even so, Wang Batian still noticed Ling Xiao. Not only because Ling Xiao is the refining pharmacist, but also because Ling Xiao is using Linghui soul stone at this time.

The Beibei School is mainly based on cultivation and cultivation. At this time, Lingxiao uses the spirit and soul of the soul, which means that Ling Xiao has chosen to cultivate the soul soul chain.

The difficulty of practicing a multi-soul stone soul chain, Wang Batian naturally knows. He also tried it at the beginning, encountered great difficulties, and finally had to give up.

Obviously, Ling Xiao has successfully refining two soul stones, which has to attract the attention of Wang Batian.

"Fortunately, he is not very skilled in use." Looking at the sweaty head, Wang Batian secretly thought: "It should not pose a threat to my brother."

Ling Xiao secretly noticed that Wang Batian’s expression was relieved, and his mouth showed a slight sneer.

Beibei sent disciples to see Ling Xiao’s eyes become different. This time, if there were Ling Xiao, more than a dozen of the same door would be poisoned and died.

"Let's go." Li Yuanhuan said: "Yangquan sent you brothers, do you want to go to our Beibei to take a break and wait for your master to pick you up?"

Li Yuanhuan’s words are kind, listening to Wang Ba’s ears, but it’s extraordinarily harsh: “No, thank you for your kindness! Hey! Let’s go!”

More than 20 Yangquan disciples picked up their bodies from the same door and left.

Li Yuanhuan is preparing to leave with his disciples. He suddenly heard the Yangquan school disciple who had just left and shouted: "Ah!"

Li Yuanhuan and Ling Xiao looked back and saw that Wang Batian and other Yangquan disciples had not seen the figures for less than half a minute. It is obvious that there is a large plain in front!

Li Yuanhuan: What about people? Where have you gone?

Ling Xiao’s eyes glimpsed and probably knew what had happened. However, he is too lazy to say.

For Ling Xiao, the people of Beibei School are alive, and those who hate it are all dead.

"Li Yuanhuan, are you still there?" The scream of the hysterical scream of Wang Batian came from not far away.

"I am here!" Li Yuanhuan just wanted to rush forward. Ling Xiao quickly took him: "Danger, wait until you understand the situation."

Then, Ling Xiao stepped forward and shouted to the empty space in front: "Wang Ba, are you not there?"

"You **** it!" Wang Ba screamed in a terrible way: "Li Yuanhuan, called Ling Xiao, the kid is flashing, hurry to save us. Otherwise we will die here, and you can't take it off!"

Ling Xiao sneered: "Threaten us? Master, this person is still so powerful, certainly nothing, we go back to eat and come again."

"Don't!" Wang Batian said quickly: "Don't go, count me for you!"

Li Yuanhuan blamed Ling Xiao for a blame: "I don't know how important!"

Ling Xiao smiled and said: "Master brothers, they are just a pattern of accidentally entering people's homes. We can't go in, or else everyone else has entered the array of people, only the people are slaughtered. Part."

Li Yuanhuan's brow wrinkles: "The formation? Then what do you say we should do?"

Ling Xiao hit a ringing finger: "It's easy, look at me."

Cheng Yu’s face turned a little better, and he turned his eyes to Ling Xiao’s eyes: “The guy who plays the ghost!”

Ling Xiao didn't take it for granted. He shouted in the direction of Wang Batian's voice: "Throw all your spar, and I will save you."

Wang Ba Tianzhu said: "You guys who are looting!"

The people of Beibei School also felt that Ling Xiao was a bit too much. Li Yuanhuan was trying to persuade Ling Xiao, and Ling Xiao used gestures to signal him to leave.

Ling Xiao’s voice was cold: “No more nonsense, let’s leave now!”

After a moment of silence, Beibei sent everyone to see a large pile of red spar and orange spar appearing out of thin air, flying over Ling Xiao. The spar of the sky is illuminated by the sun, and the crystal is shining, it is very beautiful.

Li Yuanhuan seemed to understand Ling Xiao’s thoughts and quickly sent his own yellow-level soul to the spar.

In addition to being used as a currency, spar is actually a material for cultivation. The red-scale spar is a stone that absorbs the power of the red-level soul. They have the function of absorbing the power of the soul.

Li Yuanhuan's yellow-level soul force touched the spar and immediately controlled the spar to drop on the ground.

The spar disappeared quickly and disappeared.

Li Yuanhuan quickly shouted: "Wang Batian brother, along the direction of the spar, has been moving forward!"

Wang Batian, who was trapped in a red **** fog, heard the voice of Li Yuanhuan and looked down on the ground. A road sign made of a spar with yellow ray of light is clearly pointing in one direction. It is difficult for everyone to think or not!