Long Ao and Yan Shi walked side by side, while Tang Guang and Wang Ying were three steps away from them. As for the leader of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, he was about one step behind Long Ao, waiting for questions from Long Ao and others at any time.
The team of thousands of people was like a large tourist group. Under the leadership of Long Ao, they did not move very fast.
The mountain of Ten Thousand Demons Sect is quite unique. It is very steep. The ten thousand steps that were damaged by Long Ao have been rebuilt. This time, more than thirty thousand steps have been built. Therefore, the road is not difficult.
walk.
The exotic flowers and plants, rare beasts, and mountain waterfalls in the mountains are quite magnificent.
Over the years, Long Ao has rarely had time to slow down and appreciate nature. This time he didn't want to let it go, so he climbed up with the mentality of touring mountains and rivers.
It took about half a day for everyone to climb to the top, which even Ling Feng didn't expect.
There were tens of thousands of disciples of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, and thousands of people were already greeting them at the top of the mountain. When Long Ao and others went up, a boiling scene formed on the top of the mountain.
"Scorpion, don't be too polite. Wait for me to entertain these disciples of the Righteous Alliance. If there is free space, place them specially! This time, I owe you a favor. Next time, if the Ten Thousand Demons Sect
If you have any questions, just ask me!"
Long Ao said with a smile, these words made Ling Feng secretly happy, because Long Ao's favor is so precious, but he smiled and said: "Senior Long, you are being polite, don't worry, I will take good care of the disciples of the Righteous Alliance!
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"That's great! You also know that I don't like noise very much. Please arrange a quiet hilltop for me. I want to practice in seclusion!"
Long Ao said calmly.
As a result, Long Ao and Yan Shi finally got rid of the noisy scene and found themselves on a quiet mountain peak.
The name of the mountain here is: Ten Thousand Demons Peak. This Ten Thousand Demons Peak is not far from the main peak of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect. The mountain is tall and steep. The scenery in the mountain is the most beautiful place of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, so it is known as the Ten Thousand Demons Peak.
On the top of the mountain, there are several bamboo houses. The characteristics of these bamboo houses made Yan Shi admire them.
Although it is called a house, the bamboo is actually a living thing, rooted at the foot of the mountain. It is just the upper ends of the bamboo intertwined in the air to form a house. All of this is almost natural, and there is no artificiality at all.
"Brother Long, I like these bamboo houses very much. There is enough spiritual energy here, so it should be a good place for cultivation."
Yan Shi looked at the living bamboo houses with a smile.
"As long as you like it! Okay! I have some things to do and I have to leave, so you can practice here peacefully! If you need anything, just go to the Scorpion of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect and ask for it!"
Long Ao smiled, thinking about the army of one hundred thousand demon cultivators.
"Be careful along the way! I will take care of myself."
Yan Shi did not ask Long Ao where he was going, but just told him to be careful.
Long Ao turned around and took Yan Shi into his arms. After a deep hug, he left Ten Thousand Demons Peak.
He appeared with great fanfare but left quietly, which would not arouse the suspicion of the people of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.
After Long Ao changed his appearance, he flew all the way and soon left the border of Liangzhou Demon Cultivation World.
When Long Ao arrived at the place where those 100,000 demonic troops were located, he had a bad feeling.
Here, the air was filled with gloomy air, filled with a strong smell of blood. As Long Ao moved forward, he finally discovered a hell-like scene on earth.
"No, one hundred thousand demon troops have been massacred! I'm too late!"
Long Ao secretly thought in his heart, a surge of anger suddenly surged in his heart. Even if these demon army died, they would not have any impact on Long Ao's power. However, because of getting along with each other for a period of time, Long Ao had some control over the 100,000 demon army.
He has certain feelings, so when he sees everyone in distress, he is naturally reluctant to let go.
When Long Ao went deep into the base camp of the 100,000 demon army, he felt that the killing intent in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
The restriction imposed by the 100,000 demon army still exists, but within this restriction is the miserable situation of hell on earth. The smell of blood in the air is almost nauseating. The ground has been dyed dark red, and one of the low-lying areas has actually formed
A blood pool, which was formed by the blood of 100,000 demonic troops.
Countless mutilated corpses fell haphazardly on the ground, and there was almost no complete corpse.
Long Ao has been keenly aware that there are traces of self-destruction of the soul here. This must be the result of those demon cultivators fighting to the death due to the difference in strength.
"Who killed them!"
Long Ao couldn't help roaring, his voice echoing in the ban.
"I want to avenge them! No matter who did it, I will make him pay the price!"
Long Ao roared again, almost breaking the restriction.
At this moment, Long Ao had an uncontrollable impulse, and it took him a long time to calm down.
"Who killed them, the people who cultivated the demon world in Liangzhou, the people who cultivated the demon world in Liangzhou, or the immortal cultivators in Liangzhou?"
Long Ao thought in his heart. Judging from the death scenes of everyone, it was obvious that they were massacred in this way deliberately. This had deep meaning.
When Long Ao calmed down and analyzed the problem, he became very powerful. Standing in the air, Long Ao first looked for the breath.
The aura of a demon cultivator is very special. If a massacre occurs like this, there must be an invasion by a master. If the aura of this master is not a demon cultivator, this can basically rule out the demon cultivator.
After a moment of investigation, Long Ao already had a fighting scene in his mind. The killer was definitely not alone. These people had hidden their auras, but their auras were still leaking out.
"It has the aura of a demon cultivator!"
Long Ao murmured, his eyes shining with deep light as he looked at the ground everywhere.
Suddenly, some scratches on the ground aroused Long Ao's interest. Within this radius, there were many scratches, some had been destroyed by external forces, and some still retained some traces.
"Long live the demon cultivators! Long live the demon envoys!"
"The messenger from the demon world will definitely avenge us!"
"Fight to the death!"
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Long Ao found a lot of messages written in blood, which made Long Ao close his eyes and meditate, because if the other party wanted to destroy the evidence, they would not leave so many traces.