In Jinzhou, the country of Mu, a red light passed quickly across the sky.
In a farm not far from Jinzhou, a faint red light flashed over the mountain, and Ling Luoyu's figure was slowly revealed. This farm was the Jingyin Villa, the gateway to the Xuanming Cultivation Realm.
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"Who! How dare you come to our Jingyin Villa to cause trouble!" With a loud shout, dozens of figures flew over quickly, led by the old man in yellow shirt who was the one when Ling Luoyuchu first entered here.
The old man in yellow shirt, who was so unattainable in Ling Luoyu's eyes at the beginning, is now so vulnerable in Ling Luoyu's eyes.
Although it is very difficult for low-level monks to get in and out from here, Ling Luoyu has already been in and out of here several times, and he can be said to be an old acquaintance of the old man in yellow.
Originally, the people at Jie Yin Villa thought that someone was causing trouble, and they were all very angry. But when they saw that the person who came was Ling Luoyu, they immediately acted like beaten eggplants, and they didn't dare to say anything.
"It's Senior Ling. Are you going to enter the Xuanming Immortal Realm again?" The old man in yellow robe waved his hand and ordered the others to step back. He took a few steps forward and said with a smile.
Ling Luoyu smiled faintly, nodded, and tapped his right foot lightly on the ground. The teleportation array hidden here was immediately revealed, and he casually stuffed a spiritual stone at the center of the formation hub.
On the jade stone, rays of light flickered, and Ling Luoyu's figure gradually became blurred, and the whole person disappeared in an instant.
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Soaring above the sky of Xuanming Immortal Realm, Ling Luoyu shot towards the abyss of despair.
Although Ling Luoyu has only been to the Abyss of Despair once before, it can be said that he is familiar with it. Compared with him at that time, Ling Luoyu's cultivation is much stronger now, and his speed is even scarier.
In just a few hours, Ling Luoyu's figure had already appeared in the sky above the abyss of despair. His figure flashed, and Ling Luoyu landed directly at the mouth of the abyss of despair.
The abyss is still dim, but in the past, Ling Luoyu's spiritual sense couldn't sense every move around him. Today, his spiritual sense is many times stronger than it was back then, but even if
In this case, Ling Luoyu could only sense the scene within a few miles around him.
"I don't know where this dim aura in the abyss of despair comes from, but it can actually weaken my spiritual consciousness to such an extent. You must know that in the Xuanming Immortal Realm, the induction of spiritual consciousness
The range can be hundreds of miles, but now it has become so weak!" Ling Luoyu frowned, sighed slightly, and said to himself.
"But being able to sense several miles is pretty good! At least it's better than the time I came in and groped around blindly before!" Ling Luoyu was slightly startled, then strode into the Xuanming Cultivation Realm.
There were many ghosts in this abyss of despair, and Ling Luoyu lazily used the "Hidden Illusion Art" to hide his traces, then let go of his momentum and stepped towards the space crack in his memory.
Sensing the terrifying aura from Ling Luoyu, many ghosts along the way retreated. Although these ghosts were only low-level ghosts and were not very intelligent, the aura exuded by Ling Luoyu already made them feel suffocated.
How could they not know that the person in front of them was simply beyond their ability to deal with?
Their only thought was to stay away from Ling Luoyu. It was best to go as far as possible. Not to mention attacking Ling Luoyu. They all knew that it was just seeking death! Because the momentum alone could make them uncomfortable.
Extreme monks, to destroy them is definitely just a matter of using your little finger!
Quickly approaching the space crack, Ling Luoyu felt that the hazy air was a little stronger, and there was a faint sense of oppression. This was something Ling Luoyu had never felt before when he came!
"Maybe something happened in this space crack!" Ling Luoyu couldn't help but think, and his feet moved a little faster.
In the blink of an eye, Ling Luoyu arrived in the small valley where the space crack was located again. Ling Luoyu didn't hesitate at all and walked straight in.
In the small valley, there used to be only a dozen ghosts, but now, there are dozens of them. Just below the space crack, in the middle of the dozens of ghosts, there is a man wearing a suit sitting upright.
The middle-aged man in gray-black armor seemed to be a leader, but there was an indescribable and mysterious aura about that middle-aged man.
Upon discovering Ling Luoyu's arrival, except for the middle-aged man in the middle, many other ghosts jumped up and glared at Ling Luoyu, the uninvited guest. However, despite this, not a single ghost rushed forward.
At this moment, the middle-aged man in the middle finally slowly opened his slightly closed eyes and looked at Ling Luoyu up and down.
"This is the human world! A human monk?" The middle-aged man smiled faintly and waved his hand gently. As if they had received an order, the dozens of ghosts immediately attacked Ling Luoyu.
The cultivation level of these dozens of ghosts is mostly equivalent to the separation and separation stage, and the highest cultivation level among them is only equivalent to that of Li Qingzi, so Ling Luoyu doesn't take it seriously!
"It's up to you! I'm afraid it's not enough!" Ling Luoyu smiled contemptuously, raised his fist and faced it. Above his fist, a layer of faint black light wrapped around it. Obviously, the shocking spirit of the fist glove had already been
Ling Luoyu took it in his hands.
Originally, if it were just these dozens of ghosts, Ling Luoyu wouldn't have to use the fist glove, a high-grade immortal weapon to scare the gods. However, Ling Luoyu couldn't see through the cultivation of the middle-aged man wearing armor. Because of this, Ling Luoyu
Luo Yu thought it was better to be cautious.
Bringing up the afterimages, Ling Luoyu quickly rushed towards the group of ghosts. His fists were wrapped in the rich red light and flew rapidly. In an instant, none of the dozens of ghosts could still stand safely.
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Although Ling Luoyu could definitely kill these monks who were only in the clutch stage with one punch, but because he had some scruples about the middle-aged man, he did not kill them. Although he knocked down dozens of ghosts one by one,
But no one died from it.
"Interesting! I originally thought that the monks in the human world were weak and pitiful, but I didn't expect that there would be people with your level of cultivation. It seems that I still look down on the cultivators in the world!" The middle-aged man's eyes were focused.
Ling Luoyu, who was facing him from a distance, smiled.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" Ling Luoyu looked at this mysterious middle-aged man warily and shouted.
"I, Jiuyou Ghost Emperor, sit down, third-class ghost general Yin Zhong, who are you?" The middle-aged man finally stood up slowly.