The demon infant's eyes were full of resentment. When things got to this point, begging for mercy was nothing more than humiliating oneself. He hated himself for being so domineering all his life, but in the end, he was seeking the skin of a tiger, and he ended up in a state of disgrace.
A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Zhenjun Beiming's mouth, and with a flick of his sleeves, the crystal-clear giant claws turned into a ray of light, wrapped around the demon infant, and flew back to him.
A gray light flashed on Zhenjun Beiming's face, and he transformed into a strange face that was half human and half demon. He opened his bloody mouth and swallowed the Nascent Soul into his belly. The blood in his eyes was so bright that he drank a cup of tea.
After a while, it returned to normal again.
He stuck out his tongue, licked the corner of his mouth, and gave a long laugh: "Yes, yes, although I didn't get the treasure left by the monks in the clutch period, but with this harvest, it is not a wasted trip."
Then it turned into a startling rainbow and shot into the sky.
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the other side.
Lin Xuan's escape slowed down and he stopped, looking at the unconscious girl below, his brows slightly furrowed.
"It seems that she was in danger and was restrained by the other party, but she is still alive. This is a bit strange." Lin Xuan put his hand on his forehead, with a look of deep thought on his face.
He used the mark he had left on the girl in advance to find her with ease, but Wu Yun'er's condition made Lin Xuan a little confused. He did not go down rashly, but closed his eyes and used the powerful to
He released extremely powerful spiritual thoughts and searched around.
Nothing wrong with that!
It doesn't look like it's a trap.
Lin Xuan then withdrew his green light and slowly fell to the ground.
He released his spiritual thoughts and swept them over Wu Yun'er's delicate body. It was obvious that this woman had been restrained, but she was not a very powerful one. Lin Xuan felt more and more confused. He raised his hand and flicked it with his fingers.
The extremely spiritual energy flew out and disappeared into the girl's eyebrows.
With a flash of green light, Wu Yun'er slowly opened her eyes, her eyes filled with confusion. After a moment of confusion, she could clearly see the young man standing in front of her.
"Ah, uncle!"
The woman was shocked and turned pale. She struggled to stand up, but the restraint had just been lifted and her steps were still a little shaky.
Lin Xuan glanced at the woman and frowned slightly, but he still reached out and patted his waist, took out a snow-white pill, and handed it to Wu Yun'er: "I have checked that you have only minor damage to your consciousness.
, it’s nothing serious, just take this nourishing pill and you’ll be fine in a while.”
"Thank you, uncle."
Wu Yun'er Yingying Yifu took the elixir and put it into Tankou without hesitation. A wave of heat immediately melted in the Dantian and flowed into the sea of consciousness.
Soon, her pretty face was no longer so pale and turned rosy again. The slight damage to her consciousness caused by the dream induction technique was no longer a serious problem.
Lin Xuan glanced at this woman.
"After you and I were separated, don't miss out on anything you encountered. Tell me in detail."
"Yes." Wu Yun'er was so well-behaved that she could not detect the harshness in Lin Xuan's tone. In fact, even she herself felt very strange as to why she could survive, so she opened her lips slightly and slowly told the two stories.
People’s experiences after separation.
"You mean, you were first trapped by the demon's clone, and then you met an old monster in the late stage of One Yuanying?"
"Yes." Wu Yuner lowered his head and spoke softly.
Lin Xuan frowned slightly, but his eyes looked up and down on this woman.
"Uncle."
Wu Yun'er's face turned pale and he knelt down: "Yun'er would never dare to deceive my uncle, and what I said just now was not even a lie."
"Okay, you get up."
Lin Xuan sighed, this matter was indeed a bit strange, but when Wu Yun'er talked about it, he secretly used a secret technique to sense the woman's state of mind.
Although this method is not 100% accurate, it is almost certain that Wu Yun'er did not lie.
Of course, the reason why it is so troublesome is because this woman has some connection with him. If he were to replace someone he didn't know, searching for her soul directly would be simple and trouble-free.
Speaking of which, although Lin Xuan has gone through a bloody storm, he is not a hard-hearted person after all.
He can be ruthless towards his enemies, but if he is an acquaintance, Lin Xuan will always show some mercy as long as he is not forced to do so.
Of course, if he was really threatened, that would be another matter. Lin Xuan was not bloodthirsty, but he was by no means a good person.
"Thank you, uncle."
Seeing that Lin Xuan's expression softened, Wu Yun'er slowly stood up, but there was still a bit of uneasiness on her pretty face.
"Can you see clearly who the old monster is in the later period?"
"I'm sorry, uncle. The opponent's cultivation level is too high. Yun'er can't stop him. He fell into a coma as soon as he met him." The girl said with some anxiety.
Lin Xuan nodded. In fact, he was just asking casually. According to common sense, for a high-ranking late-stage monk to subdue an immortal cultivator in the Dan Condensation stage, it is as difficult as crushing an ant. How can he let the other party see it?
What about your appearance?
Lin Xuan fell into silence, this matter was really strange.
He was certain that the old monster was the demon's accomplice, but why did the other party let Wu Yun'er go? Could there be some connection between the two?
"Uncle, Yun'er is also puzzled by this matter. Although there are some ancestors of my Wu family who were in the late Yuan Ying stage, they have long since declined. Later, Yun'er became a disciple of the master, but said a disrespectful word.
If so, even the master himself is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and it is impossible for him to have friendship with the later great monks, so why did he let me go..."
"Okay, you don't need to explain. I believe you didn't lie." Lin Xuan waved his hand: "Anyway, you can survive, which means you are blessed. As for the reason, there is no need to delve too deeply into it." Lin Xuan waved his hand.
Xuan said slowly.
"Thank you, uncle." Wu Yun'er was overjoyed, obviously relieved, and there was a bit of a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Uncle, what should we do now?" After a moment, Wu Yun'er spoke weakly.
"It goes without saying that I am naturally looking for an exit and trying to find a way to leave here. Are I still staying in this independent space?" Lin Xuan frowned and said this.
"Does the uncle have any clues?"
"There are no clues, but we were originally in the Yunling Mountains and came here inexplicably without any teleportation..." Lin Xuan pondered and spoke.
"Uncle Master, are you saying that there may be a secret exit connecting to Yunling Mountain where we first appeared?"
Lin Xuan turned his head and glanced at Wu Yun'er. To be honest, he has seen many younger generations of immortal cultivators. The outstanding ones among them are either very qualified or flexible, and they have both excellent spiritual roots and ice and snow intelligence.
There really aren't many, but it's a pity that I have no intention of accepting a disciple, otherwise this girl would be a good choice.
"Uncle, what's wrong?" Seeing that Lin Xuan looked a little strange, Wu Yun'er became uneasy again.
"Nothing." Lin Xuan shook his head, and the green light all over his body seemed to fly away in front of him. Wu Yun'er did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly turned into a startling rainbow, following Lin Xuan closely.
Although the danger has been eliminated, and it is estimated that the old monsters in the later period will not come back again, Lin Xuan still releases his spiritual consciousness with all his strength in case of emergency.
After a while, Lin Xuan suddenly stopped, looking a little surprised, and turned to look to the left.
"Master, what's wrong?" Yue'er was very curious, but although her spiritual consciousness was better than that of monks of the same level, she still couldn't sense such a long distance.
"Nothing." Lin Xuan shook his head and turned into a startling rainbow again, shooting into the distance.
"Oh." Although Yue'er was a little dissatisfied, she was also very well-behaved. If the young master didn't want to say anything, she wouldn't keep asking.
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In the direction Lin Xuan was looking just now, about a hundred miles away from here, there was a dazzling spiritual light, and a magic scroll appeared in the mid-air. Countless blades of sword light were emitted from it, striking somewhere in the space.
Floating next to him was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with white hair that reached his waist. Needless to say, he was the cunning Lord of Haishi City.
Suddenly, he turned his head as if feeling something, and looked in the direction of Lin Xuan's flight, with a trace of greed and struggle flashing in his eyes.
"Is it the middle-stage immortal cultivator who got the treasure? He and Tian Xiaojian separated?"
True Lord Beiming murmured to himself. Thinking of the treasures of the monks in the separation and union period, he couldn't help but feel hot in his heart. However, after a slight hesitation, he gave up the greedy idea.
The lessons from the past are not far away, and the fate of the monster in the later period is right in front of you!
Although the other party was teaming up with Tian Xiaojian, and the young master of Li Yao Palace's magical powers were indeed extraordinary, to be fair, they were not that extraordinary.
Therefore, the reason why the demon was so miserable was probably because the mid-stage monk's magical powers were too great.
It's no wonder that True Lord Beiming speculated like this. After all, he didn't witness the fight between the three of them, so naturally he looked down on Tian Xiaojian and assumed all the credit for killing the demons was attributed to Lin Xuan.
As a result, although he felt hot in his heart, he did not dare to act rashly.
"Forget it, I have gained a lot of benefits from this trip anyway. People must be content. The most urgent task is to let the ghost of the Demon Ancestor come into the world, so as not to cause any extra problems."
Although the treasure is exciting, it is nothing compared to the temptation of ascending to the upper world.
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and put aside his delusional thoughts cruelly. His hands were trembling as he fired out one spell after another.
The scroll magic weapon flashed and turned back a page. Then the sword light dissipated and was replaced by dark claws scattering out.
It looks sharper than the light of a knife.
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Under an inconspicuous mountain peak, stood a handsome but somewhat sinister young man.
Tian Xiaojian!
And at his feet lay a skeleton, which looked like it had been dead for a long time.
The remains of ancient cultivators!
However, Tian Xiaojian did not get any treasures nearby, and the storage bag was completely missing!
Damn it, I was so happy in vain.
During this trip to Yunling Mountain, I suffered heavy losses but gained very little.
No, Tian Xiaojian suddenly focused his eyes. The left hand of the skeleton had a strange posture. The four fingers were clenched tightly, but the only finger seemed to be pointing somewhere...