In desperation, Li Yun ripped off the feather pinned to his neckline, and confronted the rat in a colorful and colorful manner.

Real Zipeng, as a great power among demons, even sheds extraordinary feathers. The mouse shrank a little when he saw it, stared at a pair of tiny eyes, and circled back and forth around Li Yun, making a cunning estimate. Whether he is bluffing, or really not easy to mess with.

Li Yun was frightened by it, and unfortunately his calf cramped, but he knew that he couldn't show his timidity, so he had to endure it, with a stern face like urinating.

Fortunately, Cheng Qian quickly came to help him with his fangs.

Cheng Qian recovered from the killing without much effort. He thought he should be shocked and uncomfortable, but found that he was not.

When he held the big blood-stained fangs in his hands, he was so calm as if he had just cut a cabbage, and this calm hung on his face, making him almost like a dying kid.

Cheng Qian quickly discovered that it wasn't that he was afraid of the rat, but that the rat was afraid of him. When he took a step forward, the big rat stepped back and threatened him with grinning at the same time.

When the enemy is weak, he has more confidence in his heart. Instead of retreating, he advances, but the mouse, when he realized that the intimidation was ineffective, immediately judged that the other party was a stubborn stubble, and fled away in a crap.

All things have spirits, it is not easy to practice, and it is difficult to become a spirit, who is willing to die?

Seeing one ran away, the other two followed cautiously, although they didn't know what was going on.

This small group of mice ran away with their heads in their arms, and they were defeated like a mountain.

Li Yun sat down on the ground with a buttocks, and finally had time to spare, concentrating on cramping.

But just when they defeated the first wave of enemies and didn't let go, 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 jumped forward, and neatly used a move in the second style to "cycle again and again".

He swung the saber out fiercely, hitting some kind of sharp weapon, and then a hoarse growl sounded.

Yan Zhengming held the hilt of his sword awkwardly and stepped back, turned around to take a closer look, and saw a huge lynx lightly landed a few steps away from him, turning into a half-human shape on the spot - the monster was tall, except for Outside the sharp claws, almost all of them turned into human figures, and they even smiled shyly, their scarlet tongue licking their lips.

No wonder those mice ran so fast, they were caught behind by the mantises!

Young Master Yan's thin skin and tender meat were delicious at first glance. The lynx jīng excitedly rubbed his toes on the ground. The next moment, it rushed towards him like lightning, and its powerful front claws were almost invulnerable, so it greeted him. The blade of the sword did not even hurt the fur.

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

Yan Zhengming tripped over something under his feet and stumbled and fell backwards. The lynx jīng was overjoyed when he saw it.

Li Yun and Cheng Qian were already far apart, and their hands were hurriedly rising and falling like rabbits and falcons, and the two of them were completely unable to rescue them.

In a hurry, Li Yun reached out and probed into his arms, but he didn't see what he had found out, so he threw it at the lynx jīng indiscriminately.

Cheng Qian glanced at it: "Second Senior Brother, don't..."

But it was too late to stop him. The small porcelain bottle smashed onto the lynx's head accurately, and most of the remaining water in the bottle was sprinkled on the lynx's head and face. Huge toad.

For a time, even the lynx was stunned.

The lynx was so frightened that it seemed to want to roar, but it only made a muddy "quack". It even stuck out its tongue involuntarily, but was frightened by the slender tongue, and forgot how to retract it.

The tongue hung down on the chest of the lynx toad, and it touched the neck of Young Master Yan's tender flesh. Young Master Yan, who had survived the death, went crazy on the spot, and let out a roar that didn't sound like a human voice: "I really convinced you Li Yun!"

Immediately, he seemed to suddenly have infinite power, kicked the huge toad on his body with one foot, and left all the "wooden swordsmanship" and "iron swordsmanship" aside, as if he had no rules. The shrew who was about to pull people's hair, waved at the lynx indiscriminately.

The lynx, which turned into a toad, obviously lost the sharp steel claws before, and before it had time to learn how to use the four legs of a toad to move around, it was stabbed in the opposite direction by Yan Zhengming's hatred. After struggling hysterically, the lynx finally regained its original appearance, and then remained motionless.

The perpetrator, Young Master Yan himself, looked like he didn't want to live anymore than the dead lynx.

Cheng Qian and Li Yun lifted up the "beggar Han Yuan" and knocked down the muddy block on his body, revealing the mud-mottled naked body inside. Cheng Qian glanced at him up and down. , turned his head to report his findings to the embarrassed senior brother.

"Senior brother, didn't you ask the younger brother whether he hasn't changed his clothes or taken a bath since the day he played with toads?" Cheng Qian said, "I see, he hasn't taken a bath."

Yan Zhengming: "..."

He put away his sword expressionlessly, feeling that it was Han Yuan who should commit suicide.

Seeing them, Han Yuan almost wept with joy, sobbing and saying, "Senior brother...Xiao Qian..."

He tried to rush up to give someone a hug after a long-awaited reunion, but unfortunately none of his three senior brothers wanted to get close to the naked beggar covered in stinky mud.

Yan Zhengming tried his best to forget his tarnished neck, and pointed at Han Yuan angrily and said, "If you don't want to go back and your door will be cleaned up, just copy me the scriptures for a lifetime!"

Han Yuan didn't dare to refute, his eyes rolled around, trying to find an ally. In the end, his eyes for help fell on Cheng Qian.

Cheng Qian blankly wiped away the blood on his face with his only remaining sleeve. At this time, he was thirsty and hungry, and he had no strength to pretend, so he said with his natural instinct: "Junior Brother, before practicing, you really should treat your brain first. "

Han Yuan looked at this "gentle, courteous, thrifty" little brother in shock. Within a day, both his body and his spirit were severely injured. In the end, Li Yun stepped forward to relieve him, and Li Yun slightly lifted the wooden board in his hand. , suggested: "Senior brother, I think we should go to Linxiantai first?"

Yan Zhengming snorted coldly, and took the lead to lift his legs and walked away. Li Yun thought about it, took off his robe and gave it to Han Yuan, so that the disciples of Fuyao Sect would have a reputation of disliking clothes in Yaogu.

Jingzhaogu and Linxiantai were not far away, and soon, a thick bloody smell came along the wind, and a group of black mist as tall as a person suddenly appeared on the wooden sign in Li Yun's hand, and the rolling black mist outlined the outline. An indistinct human figure instantly evoked Cheng Qian's forgotten memory.

He dreamed of this man!

Han Yuan was startled and shouted, "Oh mother, what is this?"

The shadow didn't answer. He hung upright in the air, standing like a solemn shadow. Although he couldn't see his face, Cheng Qian felt that there was something calm and awe-inspiring about this man, as if he was ready to sacrifice.

He couldn't help but ask: "Senior, are you...is it the Beiming-Jun?"

"Beiming?" Hei Ying laughed softly and said in a low voice, "Who deserves the name of Guan Beiming? Those are all short-sighted mortals who are arrogant."

Cheng Qian couldn't help but thought about his words a few times in his heart, and analyzed the meaning of the other party's words - this is an admission.

But isn't "Mr. Beiming" the biggest devil in the legend? How could it be attached to a wooden sign?

Is he attached to the safe and sound card, or is it attached to the master's spell?

Could it be that the talisman engraved by the master is neither to attract water nor thunder, but to attract the great devil?

Is there such a spell in the world...?

All these things, Cheng Qian's eyes were dark, and he realized that he knew very little about things in the realm of self-cultivation.

Along the way, the dark Lord Beiming was escorting them. The monsters, big and small, either couldn't see them at all, or they fled in the windI wanted to come to the "thrilling" scene where they fought against the rat and the lynx, probably by this great man. It was regarded as "a fight between a child and a kitten and a mouse", and he didn't plan to take action at all.

Maybe in the eyes of this senior, the big rat jīng that scared Li Yun's calf to twist is no different from the real rat.

Linxiantai is a man-made altar. don't know who built it. It is located in the deepest part of the valley of the demon valley, and it protrudes abruptly.

In the sky above Linxiantai, the group of monsters can't get close, but the valley surrounding it has now become an asura field.

Yan Zhengming and the others had already seen such a scene in Jingzhao Valley, and they were somewhat psychologically prepared, but Han Yuan was stunned.

It was only at this point that Han Yuan realized that he had broken into a place, and what a dangerous situation the brothers had entered for him. He can survive until now, entirely because the big demons in the group of demons are busy killing each other and have no time to control him!

At this time, the wooden sign in Li Yun's hand suddenly cracked open, and after a layer of light radiance flowed through the spell, he returned to dead silence. The black mist-covered Lord Beiming suddenly broke free from the shackles of the wooden sign, and his whole person's image became clear. When he got up, he saw that this was a tall and thin man in a jet-black robe. His sleeves were hunting like crow feathers in the wind. A pair of pale and slender hands were exposed, and he could barely see a simple ring between his fingers.

Only his face could not be seen clearly, his face was hidden in the black mist, only a chin was exposed, which was the same pale color as his hands.

Cheng Qian inexplicably felt some kind of incomprehensible intimacy from him, but before he could see it clearly, a scorching golden light suddenly flashed across the man's body.He rushed to the valley without turning back, leaving only a gentle "Go back as soon as possible", and disappeared again.

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