The three rats avoided Cheng Qian, who was covered in flesh and blood at the beginning, and the two rushed towards Yan Zhengming. The last big rat rushed to Li Yun.

Li Yun seemed to be just a passing person. He searched all over his body and found that he was upset all day and did not bring weapons... Although he brought them with him, it might not be useful.

In desperation, Li Yun pulled off the feathers on the neckline and confronted the rat spirit in a colorful and colorful way.

As a powerful demon, Zi Peng Zhenren even lost hair was extraordinary. When the mouse saw it, he shrank and stared at a pair of small eyes, and circled around Li Yun back and forth, cunningly judging whether he was bluffing or not.

Li Yun was frightened by it, and his calves were unfortunately thrusting, but he knew that he could not show any timidity, so he had to endure it, and endure it with a harsh and cowardly look like he was holding back his urine.

Fortunately, Cheng Qian soon came to help him with his sharp teeth.

Cheng Qian didn't take much time to come back from killing. He thought he should be shocked and discomfort, but found that it was not.

When he held the blood-stained teeth in his hands, his heart was so calm that he seemed to have just cut a cabbage, and such calmness hung on his face made him almost like a life-seeking devil.

Cheng Qian soon discovered that it was not that he was afraid of rat spirit, but that rat spirit was afraid of him. When he took a step forward, the big mouse took a step back and at the same time, he grinned and intimidated him.

As the enemy was weak, he felt more confident and did not retreat but advanced. However, the mouse, when he found that the intimidation was ineffective, immediately judged that the other party was a tough guy and actually ran away.

All things have spirits, but practice is not easy. After finally becoming a spirit, who can spare no effort?

Seeing one run away, the other two ran away without knowing what was going on, and they were cautious.

This small group of mice ran away with their heads and were defeated like a mountain of defeat.

Li Yun sat on the ground and finally got her free time and focused on getting her tendons.

However, just when they defeated the first wave of enemies and did not let go in one breath, Yan Zhengming suddenly heard a strange movement behind him. Cheng Qian in the distance seemed to have seen something and shouted to him: "Be careful!"

Yan Zhengming instinctively rushed forward and used the move in the second move "repeatedly".

He swung his sword hard, hitting some weapon, and then a hoarse roar sounded.

Yan Zhengming pinched the hilt of the sword in a mess and retreated. He turned around and looked closely and saw a huge lynx landing lightly a few steps away from him, turning into a semi-human shape in place. The monster was tall, and except for its sharp claws, it almost turned into a human shape. He even smiled gloomyly, and his scarlet tongue licked his lips.

No wonder those rat spirits ran fast, and they were caught by the mantis and the oriole behind them!

Young Master Yan's tender skin was delicious at first glance. The lynx spirit rubbed the toes on the ground excitedly. The next moment, it rushed towards him like lightning, with its powerful front paws almost invulnerable to swords and guns. It faced the blade of the sword, and did not even hurt the fur.

The lynx pressed his claws and pressed his sword down with brute force.

Yan Zhengming tripped something under his feet and staggered backwards. The lynx spirit was overjoyed when it was hollowed out and turned into a prototype. One claw pressed on him and opened his bloody mouth.

Li Yun and Cheng Qian were far away, and they fought quickly and quickly like rabbits rising and falling. The two of them were completely unable to rescue them.

In desperation, Li Yun reached out to his arms, but he didn't see what he had found clearly, so he threw it at the lynx spirit.

Cheng Qian Yu Guangsai saw: "Did you off with me, second brother..."

But it was too late for him to stop it. The small porcelain bottle hit the lynx's head accurately, and half of the remaining bottle of water was sprinkled on the lynx's body. The lynx with bright fur was turned into a huge toad.

For a moment, even the lynx itself was stunned.

The lynx was frightened and angry, as if he wanted to roar, but only let out a "quack" that was dragging on. It even stuck out its tongue involuntarily, frightened by its slender tongue, and forgot how to take it back.

His tongue drooped on the chest of the lynx toad, and he was barely touched Master Yan's fine and tender neck. Master Yan, who had survived death, went crazy on the spot and roared angrily, "I really convinced you, Li Yun!"

Then, he seemed to suddenly have infinite power, kicked the huge toad on his body over with one kick, and left all the "wooden sword technique" and "iron sword technique" aside, as if he was a shrew who was about to pull people's hair, swinging towards the lynx spirit indiscriminately.

The lynx that turned into a toad obviously had no steel-like claws before, and before he could learn how to jump and move with the toad's four legs, Yan Zhengming stabbed it into pieces with great hatred. After a hysterical struggle, the lynx finally returned to its original appearance and then died with his eyes closed.

The perpetrator, Young Master Yan, looked even more than a dead lynx. He held a sword and gestured near his neck several times, almost unable to think about it and committed suicide.

Cheng Qian and Li Yun helped "Beggar Han Yuan" up and knocked down the dry mud on his body, revealing the mottled red/naked/body inside. Cheng Qian glanced up and down and turned to report his discovery to the shameful and angry senior brother.

"Senior Brother, didn't you ask the younger brother that he had never changed his clothes or took a shower since the day he played with Toad?" Cheng Qian said, "I understand, he has never taken a shower."

Yan Zhengming: "..."

He put away his sword expressionlessly, feeling that Han Yuan should have committed suicide.

Han Yuan was so happy when he saw them, and cried and said, "Senior Brother... Xiao Qian..."

He tried to rush up to give someone a hug for a long time to meet again, but unfortunately none of his three senior brothers wanted to get close to the stinky little beggar covered in stinky mud, and they all scattered birds and beasts.

Yan Zhengming tried hard to forget his miserable defiled neck, and pointed at Han Yuan angrily and said, "If you don't want to go back, you will be cleaned up and copy the scriptures for me for the rest of your life!"

Han Yuan did not dare to refute, his eyes were rumbling around, trying to find an ally. In the end, his eyes for help fell on Cheng Qian.

Cheng Qian wiped his face with his only remaining sleeves cleaned his blood. At this time, he was thirsty and hungry, and he had no strength to pretend. Therefore, his nature revealed: "Junior brother, before practicing, you should indeed cure your brain first."

Han Yuan looked at the "gentle, kind, respectful, frugal" junior brother. Within a day, his body and spirit were seriously injured. In the end, Li Yun came forward to relieve him. Li Yun raised the wooden board in his hand slightly and suggested, "Senior brother, I think we should go to Linxiantai first?"

Yan Zhengming snorted coldly and was already the first to lift his legs away. Li Yun thought about it and took off his outer robe and distributed it to Han Yuan, so as not to let Fuyao send his disciples to a reputation in the Demon Valley that he did not like to wear clothes.

Jingzhao Valley and Linxiantai were not far away. Soon, a heavy smell of blood came along the wind. A black mist that was more than one person high suddenly appeared on the wooden sign in Li Yun's hand. The rolling black mist outlined a not very distinct human form, which instantly evoked Cheng Qian's forgotten memory.

He dreamed of this person!

Han Yuan was startled and shouted at the top of his throat: "Oh, mother, what is this?"

The black shadow did not answer. He hung upright in the air and stood in a solemn shadow. Although he could not see his face, Cheng Qian felt that the man seemed to have a kind of calmness and awe-inspiring state as if he was ready to sacrifice.

He couldn't help but ask, "Senior, are you... Beiming Lord?"

"Bei Ming?" The black shadow chuckled softly and whispered, "Who is worthy of being named Bei Ming? Those are all short-sighted mortals who are arrogant."

Cheng Qian couldn't help but turn his words around in his mind and analyzed the other party's implication - this is an admission.

But isn’t “Beiming Lord” the biggest devil in the legend? How could it be attached to a wooden sign?

Was he attached it to the card of peace or to the master's talisman?

Could it be that the talisman engraved by the master is neither a water-induced nor a thunder-induced person, but a great devil?

Is there any such talisman in the world?

These things were all dark, and he realized that he knew very little about the things in the world of cultivation, and he didn't understand anything, and had no way to guess everything in front of him.

The dark Beiming Lord was escorted along the way. The monsters of all sizes could not see them at all, or fled in the wind. I think the "thrilling" scene of a few of them fighting rat spirits and lynx spirits just now was probably regarded by this powerful man as "a fight between a child and a kitten rat", and he had no intention of taking action.

Maybe in the eyes of this senior, the big rat spirit that scared Li Yun's calves and the real rat were no different from that.

Linxiantai is a man-made altar. I don’t know who built it. It is located at the deepest bottom of the Demon Valley and suddenly protrudes out.

The Linxiantai is empty and the demons cannot approach it, but the valley surrounding it has now become a Shura field.

Yan Zhengming and the others had seen such a scene in the Mirror Valley, and were somewhat mentally prepared, but Han Yuan was shocked.

It was not until this time that Han Yuan realized what place he had entered, and his senior brothers entered a dangerous situation for him. He was able to survive until now because the great demons in the Demon Valley were busy killing each other and had no time to care about him!

At this time, the wooden sign in Li Yun's hand suddenly cracked open, and a light layer of light shining on the talisman flowed over it, and returned to silence. Bei Mingjun, who was covered in black mist, suddenly broke away from the constraints of the wooden sign, and his image became clear. He saw this a tall and thin man in a black robe, with his sleeves flying like crow feathers in the wind, and a pair of pale and slender hands were exposed outside. He could barely see a ring of ancient style between his fingers.

Only his face couldn't see clearly. His face was hidden in the black fog, with only one chin exposed, which was the same pale color as his hands.

Cheng Qian inexplicably felt a sense of intimacy from him, but before he could see clearly, a golden light with burning eyes suddenly passed by the man. The next moment, he turned into a ball of black mist and rushed towards the valley without looking back, leaving only a gentle "Go back as soon as possible" and disappeared again.

Cheng Qian suddenly felt a strange feeling--he would not come back.

"I understand!" Li Yun, who is proficient in various side-by-side traits, suddenly spoke, "I understand! The golden light on his body is the dark talisman!"

Even Yan Zhengming was a little dazed and said softly: "The flowing water and clouds can all be dark talismans, but... can they be engraved on people?"

"That's definitely not a human," Li Yun said firmly, "It's a soul. I've seen a book of strange stories and strange stories. In the past, there was a powerful demon cultivator who was a master of talismans who could burn invisible dark talismans on the three souls and seven souls of human beings. He dropped dark talismans on the souls of many people, making these people unable to get rid of his driving for life. Beiming Jun must have such a method..."

"Li Yun," Yan Zhengming finally came to his senses. He saw Han Yuan and Cheng Qian listening to the devil cultivator with breathing in his mouth, and immediately stopped him, "Shut up - let's go."

The entire Linxiantai and its valley were covered with black fog, which isolated the killing clusters from the surrounding area. They stood on the top of the mountain on one side and found that the sound of killing and the smell of blood just now could not feel the swearing sounds and blood.

Suddenly, a cluster of fire slowly illuminated a corner of the Linxiantai, which was filled with black fog, and then spread to the side at an incredible speed.

Yan Zhengming felt a stern and shouted, "Close your eyes!"

At this moment, several people subconsciously followed his command, but the strong light seemed to be roasted through the eyelids to make people's eyes turn red, and the whole world seemed to be dragged into a sea of ​​fire.

It took a long time for the strong light and fire to calm down, but the thick black fog that entrenched on the Linxian Platform seemed to be boundless and motionless.

Cheng Qian was the first to open his eyes tentatively, and he had a little blurry look in front of him. He blinked a few times before he could barely see something.
Chapter completed!