"You brat, I'll let you be proud for a while. I'll come to you to settle the score after I recover from my injuries!"
Wolf gnashed his teeth in his heart. He never thought that Lin Mingyuan would understand the Taoist world and even be a little stronger than his own. However, as long as he could escape, the Qingyun Sect would face countless revenges in the future.
As long as Lang Rui is willing to calm down in the black mist Taoist world, even Lin Mingyuan will have a hard time getting behind him. When the time comes, he will hide near Qingyun Gate. Only Qingyun disciples will take revenge when they come out of the mountain. Lin Mingyuan will not panic.
Besides, if this news is passed to the ears of a powerful demon master, the news that a junior in the Jindan stage has understood the peerless Taoist world will definitely cause a huge sensation. When the time comes, someone will come to deal with Lin Mingyuan, and maybe he will be able to gain a lot of benefits.
reward.
Thinking about this, Lang Ru couldn't wait to get away. He would definitely not be able to catch up with his own escape skills. As long as he could escape from here...
Thoughts were changing, the wolf's violent figure turned into a handful of black mist and fled away quickly.
Lin Mingyuan's Taoist world is too terrifying. Even if there is a gap in strength between the two, the inherent sense of oppression carried by the killing energy makes Lang Lu unable to breathe.
He had no time to explore the secrets of Lin Mingyuan. He just wanted to leave the Qingyun Mountains as soon as possible, and then spread the news and lead the demon army to crush this place.
It's a pity that Lin Mingyuan had already seen what he was thinking. Even if he went to protect Pan Tian'er because of the plot, he still left behind preparations.
The black mist flew crazily out of the valley. Seeing the mountains and rivers outside the valley were already in front of us, Wolf's heart was filled with ecstasy.
As long as he can escape, then Lin Mingyuan, Qingyun Sect, and Qingyun Alliance are all a joke. He will soon lead the demon army to suppress the situation, and then escape all the humiliation he suffered today.
Just when he was about to leave the valley, Lang Lu suddenly felt his scalp go numb, a strong sense of crisis swept through his body, and his whole body suddenly stopped.
The next second, a dragon's voice sounded, and then golden light suddenly appeared, and a simple-looking flying sword was suspended in the air. It looked dilapidated, but the aura exuded from the sword was extremely fierce, like a king from ancient times.
, one man is in charge.
"What the hell is this!"
Wolf's heart was beating wildly, and he instinctively felt a strong sense of crisis, but if he hesitated any longer, Lin Mingyuan would catch up.
"Pretending to be a ghost! It's just a broken sword. Do you really think you can stop me?"
The opportunity to escape was right in front of him. How could Langlu stop because of an ordinary rusty sword? He felt cruel in his heart and turned into illusory black mist again, trying to escape from the rusty sword at an extremely fast speed.
.
"Humph, that's all..."
Before Langlu could be happy, he felt a strong sense of crisis coming. The rusty sword suddenly trembled the moment Langlu approached, and a soft sound came from the sword's edge, which sounded like cheers and excitement. Only Lin Mingyuan knew.
This is the expression of the Killing Immortal Sword seeing its prey.
It has been sleeping for too many years, and the sword longs for the blood of the demons to pay tribute to it. The wolf in front of it is undoubtedly the best choice, to fight for the Immortal Killing Sword!
"What the hell!"
Before Langlu could think about it, he instinctively felt the strong murderous intention and tried his best to twist his body to avoid the attack of the Immortal Killing Sword, but unfortunately it was too late.
Only a scream was heard, and a bloody arm fell from the sky, which was the right hand of Wolf!
He was unable to dodge, and his right arm was cut off by the Immortal Killer Sword. At this moment, he fell to the ground with a weak breath, and his face was full of pain.
"How is it possible..."
The wolf roared unwillingly. A flying sword that no one had mastered could actually cut off his body. What was the origin of this sword? Why was the blood all over his body almost solidified, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.
After seeing the flying sword happily flying to Lin Mingyuan's side, whirling and chirping from time to time, Lang Rui's heart completely sank to the bottom.
This time, he failed!
He originally thought that after leaving Powan Immortal Palace, no one would be his opponent in the Qingyun Mountains, and he could vent his anger as much as he wanted, but he didn't expect to be subdued by a young man. Everything Lin Mingyuan showed made him despair.
The Taoist world is more complete than one's own, the magical weapon is stronger than one's own, and even the wolfish cultivation level does not prevail. The other party is simply a monster. He has reached a level beyond his reach at such a young age. Why would such a person appear in the Qingyun Mountains?
Even among the Seven Immortal Sects, he is probably a talented person.
The Immortal Killing Sword tasted the blood of the demons, and the simple blade became more and more lustrous. It looked at Lang Rui with a struggling look, and the biting light made Lang Rui shudder. If Lin Mingyuan hadn't been present, I'm afraid the Immortal Killing Sword wouldn't have been merciful at all.
, take the opponent's head directly.
“Well done.”
Lin Mingyuan gently stroked the sword body of the Immortal Killing Sword. The latter was floating up and down like an obedient child, completely devoid of the murderous aura just now. This kind of spirituality can only be possessed by immortal weapons. This is something that most monks will never be exposed to in their lifetime.
existence.
"Can't wait?"
Lin Mingyuan felt the desire for wolf violence coming from the Immortal Killing Sword, and knew that his precious flying sword had tried its best to suppress him. As long as Lin Mingyuan gave an order, it would immediately transform into a huge dragon, open its big mouth and swallow wolf violence.
Lin Mingyuan walked forward slowly, each step putting great pressure on Lang Lu. He knew that he was not qualified to resist now. The two sides were not on the same level, and Lin Mingyuan could kill him at any time.
"Wait! Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
Lang Lu's face finally showed panic. He never thought that he would die in the hands of a junior. Even Huan Xingzi couldn't do anything to him. He was not willing to die like this.
"Is there anything else you want to say?"
Lin Mingyuan held the Immortal Killing Sword in his hand. The sword trembled slightly, and all the blood on it fell down. The sword was spotless. The murderous aura emanating from it made Lang Lu dare not move, as if his whole body was locked by a giant beast.
"Don't kill me. I know the demon clan's other strongholds in the Qingyun Mountains. I can tell you as long as you let me go!"
Langlu yelled, his forehead was covered with sweat, he didn't know whether it was because of the pain or the fear in his heart.
"Brother Lin, don't listen to him! The evil villains are extremely cunning, be careful of falling into a trap!"
Pan Tian'er's voice sounded from behind. His eyes were full of hatred, and he wished he could step forward and kill the opponent. Now seeing that Lang Lu was still talking sweet words, he quickly spoke out.
"oh?"
Lin Mingyuan was a little interested. He believed that there were demon cultivators lurking in the Qingyun Mountains, but he just didn't know their specific location. If he kept letting them go unchecked, he might be in serious trouble.
However, this man Lang Lu must die!
The other party is a demon cultivator, so there is no need to reason with him. No matter whether Lang Lu tells the whereabouts of the demon cultivator or not, I will not spare his life!