A Demon’s Path

Cheng Yu usually just sparred with his seniors and had never experienced this kind of life-and-death struggle at all. Even though she is also an orange-level chain soul master, compared with the opponent in terms of experience, she suffered a big loss .

In less than two rounds of this fight, the opponent had already slapped Cheng Yu's fierce claws on the top of Cheng Yu's head. If there were no accidents, Cheng Yu's head would explode soon.

The fear of death made Cheng Yu look at the opponent's claws in horror, but he forgot to move his feet.

"Junior sister!" Li Yuanhuan, who was tens of meters away, was shocked. He wanted to come to rescue but was entangled by his opponent. It was already too late!

boom! The demon soul master only felt his arm go numb for a while, and the five fingers that turned into claws were shaken to the bone!

When the demon soul master saw clearly that what blocked him was a metal broom, he had no chance to see who was the owner of the broom.

A figure rushed over ten steps as if it was one step, the primary red-level spirit space skill - shrunk to an inch!

With a bang, like a broken watermelon, the demon soul master's head was swept away by the iron broom, and the brain and blood sprayed all over the ground, which was very bloody.

Ling Xiao's first attack was so ruthless that Cheng Yu was dumbfounded!

Cheng Yu still hadn't recovered from the panic, staring blankly at the person who saved her——Ling Xiao who was holding a black broom. The black broom was stained with dark red blood, black and red, making Ling Xiao look more like a demon soul master at this time.

Ling Xiao had a grim expression on his face, and shouted loudly: "This is on the battlefield, why are you still in a daze? Are you waiting for someone to rescue you?"

Cheng Yu bit his lip tightly, as if he was about to bleed. In the blink of an eye, Ling Xiao rushed behind Cheng Yu again, and swept the two demon soul masters who came to sneak attack to a bloody mess, splashing red filth everywhere.

Cheng Yu raised his head suddenly, his eyes were red, like a wounded lioness: "You don't need to teach me, who wants you to save me!"

After all, Cheng Yu stabbed out with a backhand sword, piercing the throat of another demon soul master who rushed up.

After Beimin sent all the disciples to join, the battle situation changed drastically. The number of demon soul masters was at a disadvantage, and the army was defeated. Except for two yellow-level demon soul masters who escaped, more than forty orange-level demon soul masters escaped. The division was all killed.

Wang Batian, who was covered in wounds, looked at the twenty-odd corpses of his Yangquan disciples, his tongue licked his dry lips, and said bitterly to Li Yuanhuan: "Thank you..."

Li Yuanhuan was calm and at ease, without the slightest smug expression on his face: "You're welcome, we are all sects under Luofenggu's banner, and we should help each other."

After all, Li Yuanhuan ignored Wang Batian, turned his face away, and looked worriedly at his pale junior sister Cheng Yu: "Junior sister, are you okay?"

Cheng Yu suppressed the feeling of wanting to vomit, and said weakly: "It's okay!"

Suddenly, with a "bang", the corpse of a demon soul master exploded on the ground, and the blood mist sprayed on the nearby Beimin faction disciples, quickly corroding the skin of the Beimin faction disciples.

"Ah!" Watching their skin begin to rot at a speed visible to the naked eye, these dozen or so Beimin disciples screamed again and again, desperately grabbing the spreading festered skin with their hands, and almost fainted.

"Don't catch it!" Ling Xiao shouted anxiously, quickly took out several white vials from the spirit chain, and quickly poured the medicinal powder in the vials on the festered skin of these disciples.

At the same time, the Linghui soul stone of the soul chain on Ling Xiao's chest flashed, and a dozen red rays of light flew out from the soul stone, and flew to the wounds of these dozen Beimin sect disciples, quickly repairing the festering skin.

"This... this..." Seeing such a miraculous scene, more than a dozen disciples almost forgot that they were still in pain just now.

"Okay." Ling Xiao secretly used the power of her soul to make herself sweat profusely.

It was the first time I used the Qingxin Jue, and I saved more than a dozen fellow students. If I didn't make myself sweat profusely, what would other people think?

The same sect will say that the master is biased, and it is easy to expose some of his strength in front of Wang Batian of the Yangquan School, which is not conducive to the new competition in a month.

Even so, Wang Batian still noticed Ling Xiao. Not only because Ling Xiao is the pharmacist, but also because Ling Xiao is using the Linghui soul stone at this time.

The Beimin faction focuses on cultivating strength, but at this time Ling Xiao is using the Linghui soul stone, which means that Ling Xiao has chosen to cultivate the multi-soul stone soul chain.

Wang Batian naturally knows the difficulty of cultivating the multi-soul stone soul chain. He also tried at the beginning, encountered great difficulties, and finally had to give up.

Obviously, Ling Xiao had successfully refined two soul stones, which had to attract Wang Batian's attention.

"Fortunately, he is not very proficient in using it." Looking at Ling Xiao who was sweating profusely, Wang Batian thought to himself: "It should not pose a threat to my brother."

Ling Xiao secretly noticed Wang Batian's expression of relief, and a slight sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The disciples of the Beimin faction looked at Ling Xiao differently. If Ling Xiao hadn't been there this time, a dozen or so fellow disciples would have been poisoned and died.

"Let's go." Li Yuanhuan said: "Brothers of the Yangquan faction, do you want to go to our Beimin faction to rest first, and wait for your master to pick you up?"

Li Yuanhuan's words were kind, but in Wang Batian's ears, they were extremely harsh: "No, thank you for your kindness! Humph! Let's go!"

More than 20 disciples of the Yangquan sect carried the corpses of their fellow disciples on their backs and staggered away.

Li Yuanhuan was about to leave with the disciples of the Beimin Sect, when he suddenly heard the disciples of the Yangquan Sect who had just left shouted: "Ah!"

Li Yuanhuan and Ling Xiao looked back, Wang Batian and other Yangquan sect disciples disappeared within half a minute, but there was clearly a large plain in front of them!

Li Yuanhuan was taken aback: Where are people? Where did it all go?

Ling Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, probably knowing what happened. However, he was too lazy to say.

For Ling Xiao, it's good that the people from the Beimin faction are alive, and those annoying guys should just die.

"Li Yuanhuan, are you still there?" Wang Batian's hysterical roar came from not far away.

"I'm here!" Li Yuanhuan was about to rush forward, but Ling Xiao hurriedly held him back: "It's dangerous, wait until we figure out the situation."

Then, Ling Xiao took a few steps forward, and shouted towards the empty space in front of him: "Bastard, are you there?"

"Damn you!" Wang Ba yelled in extreme despair: "Li Yuanhuan, tell that kid Ling Xiao to get out of the way, and hurry up to save us. Otherwise, we will die here, and you Beimin faction will not be able to get away with it!"

Ling Xiao sneered and said, "Threatening us? Eldest brother, this man is still so strong, he must be fine. Let's go back and eat when we are full."

"Don't!" Wang Batian said quickly: "Don't go, I beg you!"

Li Yuanhuan gave Ling Xiao a reproachful look: "I don't know the severity!"

Ling Xiao smiled and said: "Eldest brother, they just accidentally walked into other people's formations. We can't go in, otherwise, everyone has entered into other people's formations, and only those who are slaughtered share."

Li Yuanhuan frowned: "Array? Then what do you think we should do?"

Ling Xiao snapped her fingers: "It's easy, look at me."

Cheng Yu's complexion improved a little, and he rolled his eyes at Ling Xiao: "You bastard!"

Ling Xiao didn't take it seriously, and shouted in the direction of Wang Batian's voice: "Throw out all your crystals, and I'll come to rescue you."

Wang Batian shouted: "You bastard who takes advantage of the fire!"

Everyone in the Beimin faction also felt that Ling Xiao was going too far. Li Yuanhuan was trying to persuade Ling Xiao, but Ling Xiao signaled him to leave it alone.

Ling Xiao's voice turned cold: "Stop talking nonsense, we'll leave immediately!"

After a moment of silence, the members of the Beimin Sect saw a large pile of red spar and orange spar appear out of thin air, flying towards Ling Xiaofei. The spar all over the sky is illuminated by the sun, and the crystal light is shining, which is very beautiful.

Li Yuanhuan seemed to understand Ling Xiao's thoughts, and quickly sent out his Huang-level soul power to attach to these crystals.

In addition to being used as currency, crystals are actually materials for cultivation. Red-level crystals are stones that have absorbed the power of red-level souls. They have the function of absorbing and storing the power of souls.

As soon as Li Yuanhuan's Huang-level soul power touched the crystals, he immediately controlled the crystals to fall in a straight line on the ground.

The spar soon disappeared again.

Li Yuanhuan hurriedly shouted: "Brother Wang Batian, follow the direction of the spar and go straight forward!"

Trapped in a red blood mist, Wang Batian and the others heard Li Yuanhuan's voice and looked down at the ground. A road sign made of shining yellow spar clearly pointed in one direction, and it was difficult for everyone to see it even if they wanted to!