evil creature

There are disciples everywhere in the village, but none of them can stand up. Jun Molin glanced around, and among these disciples, he did not see his cousins, not to mention them, even the so-called direct uncles were gone. .Jun Molin didn't know whether it was because they already had the perception to let other people evacuate first, but he just tightened his palms and stared fiercely at the figure of the demon cultivator.

And the demon cultivator stood in the center, glanced at the people all over the floor, and suddenly raised his hand, grabbed a disciple and choked him, as if he was finally angry: "Where is Lingwu! Hand him over to me!! !"

So this demon cultivator actually came from Chong Lingwu?

As if to test the conjectures in everyone's minds, the demon cultivator roared angrily, and cut off the disciple's neck with only his hand strength: "Since he dared to arrest my son to practice the method, why doesn't he dare to come out now! Ah! Isn't it true? Let me slaughter your Ling clan!!!" Roaring, the coercion released by this demon cultivator has already shaken everyone present to be hard to resist.

If Jun Molin hadn't been far away, he might have died long ago, but even so, his face was still pale, and he spit out a mouthful of red.

"Master!" The transparent wolf turned around him anxiously.

Compared to Jun Molin, the low-cultivation disciples in the figure in front of him had already died under the coercion of the demon cultivator, and when he waved his hand and slapped him furiously, he instantly turned into ashes.

Demon cultivators go against the law to attack, and the progress is slow in the first practice, but once they pass the bottleneck, the cultivation base can travel thousands of miles a day, let alone the person who broke into Wanling Village at this time. How many monks' cultivation bases can be accommodated to have such a powerful ability today.

The roaring sound, as if carrying an echo, spread throughout the entire Wanling Manor, calling Lingwu's name every time, but the demon cultivator didn't know that Lingwu followed Linghai and waited before he killed him. He led some members of the clan and evacuated here. At this time, his angry shouts naturally couldn't get any reaction, but because of this, he was even more annoyed.

Throwing out the disciple of the Ling family whose neck had been broken, the demon cultivator slapped him again, smashing him to pieces, blood poured down like rain in an instant, and in a blink of an eye, the whole aura looked ferociously at the three elders : "Lingwu can't die! Then I'll kill you first!" Before he spoke, he suddenly shook his palm, but was blocked by a magic shield.

The three elders were horrified in their hearts, and suddenly looked up, only to see the ancestor Lingyuan, who had already retreated, standing in front of the three of them at this time, with white clothes and white hair, light beards, and cold eyes, staring at the front and hiding everything. The mage under the cloak.

"Your Excellency broke into my Wanling Manor and killed my descendants. I don't know where my Ling clan offended you and wanted to destroy my entire clan?"

"Offended?" The demon cultivator sneered, and Yin Hong's tongue in the darkness licked his fingertips: "You clan spirit Wu killed my youngest son, does that count!!!" Hitting Lingyuan, Lingyuan didn't move at all, only his beard and white hair were blown, his teeth and claws were blown, and his clothes were fluttering.

Lingyuan and the others were astonished by the words of the demon cultivator, while Jun Molin, who was listening at the side, felt that the matter was far more than that.

But Lingwen didn't know what he was thinking of, and suddenly asked him: "Then there are more than a hundred people in my Cangzhou branch, but you...!"

"So what?" The demon cultivator sneered, "It's not just Cangzhou, I'm also on the side of Wuyunya, and of course Jiangnan Junfu!"

Jun Molin's heart was horrified by the word Junfu, he gritted his teeth and stood up forcefully.

However, when Lingyuan heard this, although his expression was the same, his brows were furrowed: "Jiangnan Monarch's Mansion is just my grandson who has no spiritual roots living alone. Why do you want to do this to a mortal like him?"

"That Lingwu poisoned my son back then, why didn't he think that he was just a child?" The demon cultivator sneered, "It's already my courtesy to destroy your entire clan!" After saying that, he suddenly stepped forward Facing Lingyuan is a double attack.

At the beginning of the fight, Lingyuan knew that this person's cultivation base was not low. I'm afraid he hasn't used his full strength until now, but this demon cultivator does not know what kind of magic weapon is on his body to hide his cultivation base. Yuan couldn't tell what stage he was in.

"You three! Lead the rest of the tribe to evacuate quickly!" Ling Yuanchao roared through voice transmission to the three Zhang Lai.

The three elders came back to their senses, hesitated, and only had time to look at Ling Yuan's figure. The demon cultivator seemed to have noticed it, sneered, and swept away with a palm, completely sealing off the retreat of the three elders. It was a high five in the air, which directly killed the three elders, and then I don't know what kind of magic power the demon cultivator used, but his heart was full of flames when he moved his arms.

"Sanwei Zhenhuo!!!" Lingyuan was shocked suddenly, his face was livid and ugly.

The demon cultivator smiled lowly, slapped out his palms, and the flames shot out, attacking the disciples of the Ling family around him. The flames spread all over the body in an instant, and all the firemen were screaming and rolling all over the ground. The houses of the main hall were also covered by the flames.

In an instant, it seemed as if the entire Wanlingzhuang was shrouded in flames.

At the beginning, I didn't know the other party's cultivation level, but now seeing that the other party even used the true fire of samadhi, Lingyuan already knew that this person's cultivation base must be high or not, but he didn't know what stage it was. The devil tore off his cloak, and at the same time, with his backhand, the dagger in his sleeve was directly inserted into Lingyuan's body. The powerful force forced Lingyuan's body to slam backwards and slammed into the square for execution. On top of the stone pillar.

The torn cloak fell on the ground, and the man who was completely exposed was dressed plainly, but his slightly rough face had a kind of vigorous momentum, and the center of his brow looked like someone had opened his eyes.

It seemed that without the cover of the magic weapon, Lingyuan felt ashamed in an instant just by looking at it.

"It's actually... a Nascent Soul cultivator..." Or a late stage...

So how can he beat it?

Seeing Lingyuan's appearance at this time, the demon cultivator sneered coldly. Standing on the spot, the surrounding ground was stained with blood, and those lying far or near were the spirits who were swallowed by the real fire of samadhi and screamed. His disciple, the golden flames reflected on his face, making him even more chilly.His eyes were locked on the appearance of Lingyuan sitting under the stone pillar at this time, and the palm of the demon cultivator flashed with light, but it was an iron sword flashing: "The Ling family, but me, after I kill you, I will go find those who escaped." Guy! Kill Lingwu!"

Lingyuan was terrified, and wanted to struggle, but the long sword of the demon cultivator flew over, approaching Lingyuan's eyebrows, and when it was about to pass through his head, a golden whip swung out, forcibly entangled the long sword Hold on, do two verses, and then there is a clear but icy voice: "A mere demon cultivator dares to be presumptuous in my Lingshi!" Although this voice is cold and thorough, it is like the sound of nature, and Lingyuan stepped into it. The spirit of death was pulled back again, which only made him startled. He looked at the whip-wielding man in a blink of an eye, and the pupils of his eyes were full of disbelief: "Old... old ancestor?"

Not only Lingyuan, but even Jun Molin who was beside him was stunned, he could only stare straight at the person who appeared suddenly.