A Demon’s Path

Ling Xiao felt dizzy for a while, and even he himself didn't know when he escaped from the control of the ancestor of the seven demons.

The ancestor of the Seven Devils said that those hypocrites will definitely save Ling Xiao, and told Ling Xiao not to worry. Sure enough, everything was calculated by the Seven Demon Patriarch.

However, what Ling Xiao didn't know was that the moment his body flew towards that Li Xuanyi, the dagger in the hand of the ancestor of the Seven Demons swung out at the same time, and flew towards his back!

"What a vicious old devil!" The green-clothed old man, Daoist Wujing, stared angrily, and with a swipe of his hand, a giant blue talisman flashed out, blocking the deadly dagger for Ling Xiao.

"Trick me! Roar!" The body of a red-haired old man changed drastically, turning into a blue dragon more than ten meters long in the blink of an eye. Following the roar of the dragon, the huge dragon claws slammed towards the crumbling body of the ancestor of the seven demons.

The patriarch of the seven demons did not dodge, sneered and pointed lightly at the dragon's paw. On the outstretched index finger of the Patriarch of the Seven Demons, there is a blue-black gas wrapped around, above the black gas, there are roaring ghosts one after another!

"Yan Luo Finger!" It was this light finger that surprised everyone, even the old man who had turned into a giant dragon was so frightened that he yanked his claws back.

"Zhao Yang, be careful!" Wu Jingzhen reminded with a loud voice, and another giant talisman flew out of his hand.

When the ancestor of the seven demons was about to stab the giant dragon's claw with one finger, he stuck his finger on the talisman of Wujing Daoist. The blue talisman shattered as soon as it was touched, and shattered into countless blue light spots with a bang.

"Pfft!" Daoist Wujing's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of hot blood couldn't help but spurt out.

Standing in the distance, Ling Xiao found that his eyesight was exceptionally good at this moment. He could clearly see every detail of the real Wujing vomiting blood tens of meters away: "I never thought that this old thing is so powerful, I have his inheritance, maybe I can really compete with those guys!"

The strike of the ancestor of the Seven Demons was so domineering, it was deeply engraved in Ling Xiao's mind, and a kind of self-confidence slowly took root and sprouted in his heart.

"Devil, you dare to hurt people when you are about to die, let's see how we will destroy you!"

The middle-aged purple-shirted woman who looked like a menopausal old woman waved one hand forward, and the palm and the necklace on her neck shone blue at the same time.

Lan Guang quickly turned into a giant with blue wings on his back, holding a huge sword about three meters high and slashed at the ancestor of the seven demons.

Holding Ling Xiao in his hand, Li Xuan quickly drew five-pointed star arrays one by one in the air with one hand: "Go!"

The blue magic circle that dazzled Ling Xiao flew towards the ancestor of the seven demons, and the rest of them also used their unique skills to attack the ancestor of the seven demons together.

In an instant, all kinds of attacks were flying in the sky, and the ancestor of the seven demons who was at the center of the attack just laughed wildly: "You want to kill me? This ancestor will also make you pay a heavy price!"

When the attacks of the seven people were about to hit the ancestor of the seven demons, a solid necklace suddenly appeared on the ancestor of the seven demons.

There are also seven gemstones hanging on this necklace, which are emitting a rich blue-black light like ink.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and it suddenly became dark!

"You actually want the chain of souls by destructing yourself! Escape!" The seven of them flashed the same thought at the same time, and flew wildly in their respective directions.

There was a bang, as if the sky had been blasted into a black hole.

Following the disappearance of the body of the ancestor of the seven demons, countless black auras turned into a burst of black raindrops, flying towards the tens of thousands of spirit masters of the seven holy places on the ground.

"What a powerful demon power! Let's all use our soul chains to resist!" The necklaces on the chests of tens of thousands of soul masters flashed yellow, green, and blue lights, and they all flew towards the sky above their heads.

In an instant, the three-color protective light layer was formed by the convergence of these tens of thousands of rays of light, blocking the black "raindrops" that fell down.

The black raindrops fell on the three-color protective light layer, spreading like ink dripping into clear water.

"Ah..." Following the screams, hundreds of spirit masters immediately turned black and fell to the ground, seemingly unable to survive.

At this time, seven strong blue lights flew over from different directions and merged into the three-color protective light layer.

These seven domineering blue lights forced out the black energy, and the soul chains on the chests of tens of thousands of soul masters stopped glowing, and their faces were all pale.

Ling Xiao stood aside, as if in a lifetime: Is this true? It's not a dream, is it?

Last moment, I was still selling medicine in Piaohong Courtyard, but this moment I witnessed this earth-shattering battle between the soul master and the soul master.

Life is really unpredictable sometimes.

However, the strength of the Seven Demon Patriarch left an indelible mark on Ling Xiao.

Even if he was injured, he still fought seven against one. Even if he destroyed himself, hundreds of soul masters were buried with him.

If I can cultivate to this level, as long as I don't encounter this kind of siege, who else in the world can stop me?

Suddenly, Ling Xiao felt that the two things he wanted to accomplish for the Patriarch Seven Demons were not so impossible.

"Boy, remember the appearance of these seven people, kill them..." A voice that was almost inaudible reached Ling Xiao's ears.

That was the voice of the Seven Demon Patriarch.

Ling Xiao raised her head slowly, looked at the seven people who were enjoying the worship of the spirit masters, and deeply imprinted the faces of these seven people in her mind.

Li Xuanyi, the blue-robed Tianjiang city lord, the blue-clothed old man Xuanhai faction Tianjing real person, the red-haired old man Zhao Yang, the lord of the Mingyue Palace, the purple-clothed woman with a smelly face and the overlord of Ziqiongmen, the gloomy man with triangular eyes Huiyuandian The master Wang Zeyuan, Shen Nanfeng, the master of Luofeng Valley with a gray short shirt and a strong figure.

The last one is Yan Hanruo, the woman in red wearing a blue-faced fang mask and the owner of Jinghai Pavilion.

Naturally, Ling Xiao didn't know the specific identities and names of these seven people. He only knew that he had to kill them, so he had to recognize their faces clearly.

"I can't help it. Although I have no grievances or enmities with you, if I don't fulfill my oath, I will be the one who dies." Ling Xiao thought to himself.

If the seven people knew that Ling Xiao was plotting against them, they would definitely laugh their ass off.

Naturally, they wouldn't take an ant-like person like Ling Xiao to heart.

However, the seven of them flew towards Ling Xiao unexpectedly at this time, looking at Ling Xiao with strange expressions.

A chill rose in Ling Xiao's heart: "You...what are you going to do?"

With the sound of "buzz", Ling Xiao's head felt a sharp pain again, the feeling was almost the same as receiving a mental shock from the Patriarch of the Seven Demons.

"Ah—" Ling Xiao let out an extremely exaggerated scream, and squatted on the ground with his hands covering his head.

Li Xuan opened his eyes, and said lightly: "Don't worry, everyone, there is no magic power in his Tianyuan Consciousness Palace."

"It turns out they can't trust me. That was just a test!" Ling Xiao thought to himself, "But why didn't that blue-robed man who dragged him to death say that I am a body with two souls? Could it be that the ancestor of the Seven Demons Can you see it, can't this person see it?"

These things are naturally beyond Ling Xiao's knowledge.

So far, Ling Xiao has not understood why there are two irrelevant people who say that he has two souls of a god and a devil, and he does not know what the two souls of a god and a devil are all about.

"However, this kid's mental strength is not bad. He hasn't become an idiot after being hit by me." Li Xuanyi said very casually, and he didn't mind other people hearing: "Since he is not the devil's person, and I received my mental shock for no reason, we can't lose this kid. I detoxified this kid's arm, Shen Nanfeng, you are the master here, take this kid into your Falling Wind Valley as compensation .”

There was a chill in Ling Xiao's heart.

The patriarch of the seven demons almost killed himself, and now this guy in the blue robe almost turned himself into an idiot.

If it wasn't for my special physique, I would have died twice in one day today!

Ling Xiao found it ridiculous that she still wanted to "confess and be lenient".

If Ling Xiao was still feeling a little bit sorry for wanting to deal with these seven people just now, the little bit of regret that was left now has disappeared.

These so-called compensations are nothing more than a facade to gain fame.

"Is that why these people regard my life as worthless?" Ling Xiao's eyes flashed a trace of violence, but no one would notice the anger of an ant.

"You, Li Xuan, want to save face, what compensation do you want me to deal with the aftermath and collect garbage?" Shen Nanfeng was extremely displeased.

However, he still didn't frown Li Xuanyi's face, and said with a frown: "All my disciples in Falling Wind Valley must be above the strength of the Huang-level divine soul. This kid is still a mortal, so I won't accept him." How about this, this kid is from Beimin City, Beimin faction is also one of my sects under Luofenggu, let this kid go to worship Beimin faction. Cheng Qiantai, this kid will be handed over to you .”

An energetic middle-aged man with a short beard came forward and respectfully saluted Shen Nanfeng: "Okay, Master Gu."

"Since the ancestors of the seven demons have been exterminated, the Mopo Sect has lost a pillar to support the sky. Our seven holy lands will return to their own sects, prepare our troops and prepare our horses and horses, and the plan to exterminate the demons is just around the corner!" the red-robed old man Zhao Yang roared loudly.

The disciples of the Seven Great Sacred Grounds echoed Zhao Yang's voice as if they had been spayed with chicken blood: "The plan to exterminate demons is just around the corner!"

"The plan to exterminate demons is just around the corner!"

"..."

Li Xuanyi snorted lightly: "It's really boring."

Immediately, Li Xuan turned around and left, followed by thousands of Tianjiang City disciples.

Zhao Yang blushed like a pig's liver, if it wasn't for his red robe and red hair to help cover it up, his old face would be completely humiliated.

Master Wujing patted Zhao Yang's shoulder lightly, and comforted him: "It's not that you don't know what he's like, just get used to it. Let's go back to our sects."

The spirit masters didn't know why, but Ling Xiao knew that they all ran away in less than half a minute.

A few people stood in front of him with the middle-aged man named Cheng Qiantai, and one of them was the big guy from Beimin faction that Ling Xiao knew.

That big guy was surnamed Xiao and named Zhang, and he was very arrogant in Beimin City. It's just that now he's hiding behind Cheng Qiantai, obediently like a kitten.

"You still don't want to be a teacher?" Looking at Ling Xiao, who was all dirty, Cheng Qiantai showed an undisguised disgust on his face.

Although Cheng Qiantai was not willing to accept this apprentice, but the head sect opened his mouth, and he had to accept it, and just find an excuse to kick him out later.

"I worshiped two masters in one day, and one died immediately. I don't know what will happen to my new master, hehe."

Ling Xiao lowered her head, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing an imperceptible sneer, and kowtowed to Cheng Qiantai to pay homage to her master: "Disciple Ling Xiao pays homage to Master."