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Chapter 110 Who is the cult!

Flower Walker?

Ling Xiao's face was full of surprise.

He was very sure that this was his first time meeting the person in front of him.

"Boy, I know what you are thinking. I can give you the Red Dust Sword, but you have to answer me a question." Walker said solemnly.

"What?" Ling Xiao was confused.

"What is it that you want most right now?"

The traveler raised his eyes and looked at Ling Xiao.

"Everyone around you is well," Ling Xiao said.

"kindness……"

The traveler sighed lightly and looked at Ling Xiao with a playful expression.

"Boy, come to the ghetto to find me after you make up your mind."

After saying this, the traveler turned around and left.

"stop!"

Ling Xiao yelled angrily and stabbed out with his sword, as fast as thunder and lightning!

bump!

Ling Xiao's pupils shrank to the size of a pinhole.

Xuan Que was actually stopped by the traveler with one finger.

The sword he was wielding now was difficult for even practitioners in the realm of spiritual consciousness to parry, yet he could take it so easily!

"Boy, I told you, after you think about it, come to me in the ghetto!"

The traveler chuckled, and with a flick of his fingertips, Ling Xiao's body was violently overturned.

Looking at the mysterious back of the traveler, Ling Xiao's eyes were sharp.

"This man is very dangerous!" Xie Shizi said

"Not only is he dangerous, he is terrifying both in terms of cultivation and character!" Ling Xiao said sharply.



Back at Qin's house, the banquet was already halfway through.

When he saw Ling Xiao come back, Mu'er handed him a glass of turbid wine.

"Have you seen that person?" Mu'er asked.

"I saw it." Ling Xiao said.

"kindness."

Looking at Ling Xiao's expression, Mu'er had already guessed it and did not continue to ask.

An hour later, Qin Wushuang and Qin Sa were extremely drunk. Ling Xiao sent them back to their room before returning to the courtyard.

"Pay attention tonight, there are guests coming."

Mu'er sat cross-legged on the bed, exposing her slender jade legs, and drank the turbid wine in front of her in one gulp.

"clear."

Ling Xiao nodded lightly.

In the middle of the night, three dark figures sneaked into the room.

He stabbed the bed with his sword suddenly, and the bed collapsed, but the two people were not seen.

"Oh, you came quite early~"

Ling Xiao gave a faint smile.

The three of them were shocked and stepped forward with their swords waving.

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly as he summoned Xuan Que, and instantly the three of them were fighting together.

Mu'er was on the eaves and punched one of them, killing one of them on the spot.

When the two of them saw this, they opened the cloth bags on their waists.

In an instant, two ferocious-looking puppets appeared, screaming strangely and rushing towards the two of them.

"Oh, as expected, Yan San is not the only evil warrior in Taoyuan City!"

Ling Xiao sneered and jumped out suddenly.

A hit of heavy wood instantly split the body of a puppet, and the other hand suddenly burst out and grabbed the puppet's neck.

Click!

The puppet's neck is broken.

Ling Xiao killed their puppets with just one face-to-face meeting.

The two people's eyes were split open, and just as they were about to flee, a green windrope shot out of the air and trapped the two of them tightly.

Ling Xiao turned sideways and kicked the two of them down.

The sword is pointed at one person and his right foot is on the other person's chest.

The wind power of the Cunmang Sword is also particularly useful.

"Tell me, who sent you here?" Ling Xiao said in a deep voice.

"snort!"

The two sneered and said nothing.

“It’s really hard work!”

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, turned his right hand into a claw, and used the Soul Searching Technique, directly invading the two people's consciousness.

For a moment, the two of them trembled and looked at Ling Xiao with horror on their faces.

"Tsk, Meitian Sect, underground city, control of the Qin family, there are many plans..."

"You, who are you?"

"I'm your dad!"

Ling Xiao scolded angrily, Xuan Que fell, and stepped hard with his right foot.

Directly learned about the lives of those two disciples.

"Tsk, this Taoyuan City is really not as peaceful as it looks."

Ling Xiao couldn't help but said.

"Ha, behind the prosperity, there are countless bloody and shady activities. The more prosperous, the more so." Mu'er sneered.

Ling Xiao followed the usual practice and absorbed the spiritual veins of the three people.

The Calamity God's veins trembled for a while, and Ling Xiao's eyes focused.

The second level of aura suddenly lit up!

However, Ling Xiao was stunned by the martial arts brought by the second level of the Calamity Spirit Veins.

"The light of desolation..."

Ling Xiao murmured softly, and then tentatively stretched out his right hand.

The wine bottle on the wooden table nearby was sucked directly into Ling Xiao's hand.

The wine inside was boiling and the wine pot exploded.

"Oh my God? This..." Ling Xiao's face was filled with shock.

"What's wrong?" Mu'er asked doubtfully.

"Do you want to go out and eat meat?"

Ling Xiao smiled strangely.



In the middle of the night, Ling Xiao and Mu'er were flying through the air.

With the Cunmang Sword, Ling Xiao could control the power of the wind, but what he didn't expect was that this power could actually allow him to fly!

Although it can only float about ten feet in the air, it is enough to make Ling Xiao tremble.

The two of them traveled very fast and arrived at a remote street intersection in Taoyuan City.

Ling Xiao removed a stone and groped in the dark with his fingers.

click

The wall in front opened, and a secret door appeared.

The two concealed their bodies and auras and walked inside.

The secret passage is narrow, damp, and smelly.

After a while, a magnificent underground palace came into view, surrounded by evil disciples dressed in black.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a huge sect hidden underground." Mu'er said.

"The cult cannot see the light and can only lurk in the dark. They are underground and the black market cannot be unknown. It can be seen that the cult's power has not only infiltrated the Qin family, but may even involve higher-level forces."

Ling Xiao said sharply.

Both of them lost their breath and their figures completely disappeared.

Even if these disciples walked past the two men, they would not be able to spot them.

Hiding in the dark, the two took the opportunity to intercept a cult disciple.

Ling Xiao closed his eyes and cast the Light of Desolation. In an instant, the disciple's spiritual energy was drained away by Ling Xiao like a tide and sank into Ling Xiao's spiritual veins.

The two of them had expressions of astonishment on their faces. Although it was just a guess, Ling Xiao never expected that the second magical skill of the Calamity Spirit Vein could actually absorb the opponent's spiritual power!

Although that disciple was in the First True Realm.

But no matter how small a mosquito is, it’s still meat!

What's more, don't give up your spiritual power for free!

"Your ability is getting more and more outrageous." Mu'er's eyes couldn't help but shine.

"Hey, today I will let them know what a real cult is!"

Ling Xiao chuckled and looked at the disciple in the distance with extremely fiery eyes.

The two of them looked like ghosts, constantly traveling around various places in Meitian Sect.

Lucky winners are randomly selected.

In just half an hour, Ling Xiao had already absorbed the spiritual power of seven disciples.

His spiritual power also skyrocketed, reaching the tenth level of First Truth!

The scope of the power of the Desolate Light is not clear yet.

The two of them could only find some disciples with lower cultivation levels, but this obviously could not satisfy their needs.

"Catch someone from the Void Crossing Realm?"

Mu'er asked tentatively.

"Grasp!"

Ling Xiao's eyes were like light.

Dawn is coming.

When it was time for the disciples to change their shifts and guard the guard, the two of them suddenly saw a disciple in the early stage of virtual crossing taking a break in the corner.

A wind rope silently tied up the disciple, and then Ling Xiao quickly took action to restrain the disciple's throat.

Mu'er dragged his body into an uninhabited land.

"Hey hey hey..."

The two of them smiled solemnly, and the disciple looked frightened.

From the beginning to now, he doesn't know what happened.

I only felt something binding me, and then a big hand covered my spiritual veins, mouth and nose, making no sound.

Afterwards, the body was dragged and brought here.

"Don't be afraid, it will be fine soon~"

Ling Xiao smiled solemnly.

The light of desolation was used, but it could not shake the disciple's spiritual lake crystal!

After passing through the virtual realm, the spiritual lakes in the spiritual veins will crystallize one after another and turn into substance.

After getting this result, Ling Xiao couldn't help but sigh.

"It seems that you can only absorb people who are in a lower realm than yourself. It's okay if you are in the same realm. But if you are in a higher realm, it is impossible." Ling Xiao thought deeply.

"Yes, after all, after each great realm, both spiritual veins and spiritual power will undergo qualitative changes." Mu'er said.

The disciple was shocked when he heard the shocking remarks of the two men, and his eyes were full of fear!

"Who are you?" the disciple asked in horror.

Snapped!

A slap hit the disciple directly on the face.

"Why are you people in Meitian Sect so busy? Everyone has to ask this question. Let me tell you, I am your father!"

"you……"

Snapped!

"I'm your dad!"

"I……"

Snapped!

Another big fan slapped the disciple in the face.

"Ask me again, who am I?" Ling Xiao asked fiercely.

"You are my father, but my parents died when I was young, and you..."

"What the hell!"

Seeing that Ling Xiao was about to take action, the disciple quickly lowered his head.

"You, you didn't even ask me..."

The disciple had a look of grievance on his face.

Looking at these two well-dressed handsome men and women in front of him, the disciple could not help but murmur in his heart.

"Who is the cult after all?"


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