A Demon’s Path

The goatee-bearded Yang Bai suddenly thought of something, and his face showed a strange look of astonishment: "Jade Jade Gourd! Long Yuxuan, are you the descendant of that branch of the Long family?"

Long Yuxuan frowned, and said coldly: "It doesn't seem to be your business!"

Knowing that he was impolite, Yang Bo coughed twice in embarrassment, and stopped talking.

Everyone looked at Yang Bai mockingly, everyone saw the origin of this gourd, only this guy was talkative.

Offending that Long family is not something ordinary people can bear.

Long Yuxuan didn't bother with this young and ignorant guy now, and threw the gourd out casually.

The gourd turned several times in mid-air, stopped in mid-air, and opened the gourd with its mouth facing down.

Obviously the water in the gourd is only half a pot, but the water in the gourd drips out, like a torrential river pouring down from the sky, pouring down.

With the sound of rushing water, the golden river water sprinkled on the black flame.

As soon as Hei Yan was touched by the golden river water, that arrogant arrogance immediately withered. In less than a minute, the entire sea of ​​black flames immediately turned into a black scorched land.

"Hoo hoo..."

"Woooo..."

Those resentful souls broke free from the shackles of the black flame, and they all rushed towards the crowd, crying and howling, claws and claws.

Faces with blue faces and fangs approached, instantly surrounding everyone.

"Damn it!" Although these people were not afraid of these resentful souls, it would be troublesome if there were too many of them.

Especially that Lan Feixue who loves her face, she is afraid of what will happen, her snow-white face was gently "kissed" by a resentful soul, and a bloodstain immediately hung on her face full of makeup. face.

"The eighteen generations of our ancestors!" Lan Feixue was furious, and couldn't help swearing. She waved her sleeves, and clusters of purple soul power flew out of her sleeves in a swirling shape.

Puff puff... Wherever the purple soul power went, countless black spots of light scattered in all directions. The resentful souls howled miserably and disappeared into the countless black spots of light.

Several other people also took out their treasures one after another, and after a long time of sweeping, they cleaned up all the resentful souls around them.

When Long Yuxuan was doing it, she observed Ling Xiao intentionally or unintentionally, and when she found that Ling Xiao was not disturbed by these resentful spirits at all, her curiosity about Ling Xiao deepened.

Long Yuxuan also discovered that Ling Xiao was not only not disturbed by the resentful spirits, many of the resentful spirits that approached him jumped on him and disappeared without a trace.

"Could it be that these resentful souls have been swallowed by him?" Long Yuxuan frowned. Although Ling Xiao is only at the red level now, she always feels that this man is very dangerous.

Because it is impossible to see through, it is dangerous. This is Long Yuxuan's simplest life experience.

Long Yuxuan had already made a plan, no matter what, as soon as the scar on her face healed, she would immediately get rid of this dangerous man.

Even though Long Yuxuan cared about her so much, Ling Xiao still stood there extremely calmly, enjoying the benefits brought by the resentful soul swallowed by the token of the gods and demons.

These resentful souls are extremely murderous, and for Ling Xiao, a chaotic chain soul master who focuses on cultivating demons, they are undoubtedly a great supplement.

Seeing that 80% of the resentful souls were beaten to death by those guys, Ling Xiao could only sigh helplessly in his heart: "Oh, what a waste."

The other six people also noticed Ling Xiao's strangeness. They were all extremely embarrassed by the resentment, and Ling Xiao had nothing to do, so how could they not be suspicious?

All seven of them looked at Ling Xiao suspiciously, and the black-haired old woman even asked directly, her eyes filled with incomparable greed: "Boy, do you have any treasures on you?"

A treasure that can avoid resentful souls, no matter how bad it is, it can't be far behind. Among physical attack and defense, mental attack and defense, auxiliary items, and all kinds of treasures, only soul-type treasures are the rarest.

Long Yuxuan snorted coldly: "Black-haired old woman, we are about to step into the treasure cave, are you still coveting the junior's things here?"

After being told by Long Yuxuan, several other people felt the same way.

Mountains of gold and silver are right in front of your eyes, yet you still leave behind a pile of gold sand. Isn't this an idiot's act?

Besides, even if they can't find a soul treasure like the one in Ling Xiao's hand later, they can still grab it, since Ling Xiao can't run away anyway.

Looking at the greedy eyes of these guys, Ling Xiao secretly sneered in his heart, people, they are really pitiful animals.

Obviously his own death is coming soon, but he still didn't forget to think about the things in other people's hands.

"Let's go." Because Ling Xiao was the first to trust the old beggar in the previous level, the old beggar has already made a secret decision. If those people want to snatch Ling Xiao's treasure later, he will try to keep Ling Xiao as much as possible. This little life.

He still admires this young man very much.

Everyone couldn't bear the excitement in their hearts, and stepped into the last door one by one very carefully and solemnly.

The map only records that this is where the treasures are stored, but it doesn't mark the specific situation here.

When they walked through the door, the situation inside was almost half of what everyone imagined, it was a round hall.

Half of the difference is that there are no mountains of treasures as they imagined.

A large lamp with a diameter of three meters hangs directly above the hall, and the black flame is still burning inside.

This lamp is different from the stability of the black flame lamp outside. Its black flame is flickering and beating.

Lan Feixue turned around in a circle, but still found nothing, so she couldn't help being stunned.

Several other people swept the entire hall with mental strength, not even touching a hair of the treasure.

Everyone's face changed: Has it been taken away?

When everyone was astonished, Ling Xiao suddenly said: "Have you ever discovered why the map in your hands is recorded in such detail?"

"What's the problem! It's because the ancestors of the eight major families traded their lives for it..." When the "romantic and suave" Mr. Yaoshan said this, he himself realized the problem, and immediately closed his mouth .

None of the people present were stupid, they didn't think too much about the temptation of the treasure before, but after being woken up by Ling Xiao, they immediately understood.

Yes, since the treasure is so detailed, it means that someone has been here. Now that they've been here, why are some of the one-off levels ahead still there?

The most contradictory thing is the magic mirror. To know the terrain behind, the magic mirror must be broken. Since the person who drew the map has come here, why is the magic mirror still there? Will the magic mirror restore itself?

For the smooth sailing along the way, everyone used extremely ridiculous reasons to convince themselves.

Now, everyone felt more and more uneasy, and it was useless to regret.

"You already knew it, kid, why didn't you tell us!" Kongshan Heita had a ferocious face, and his eyes were wide open. He grabbed Ling Xiao by the collar, as if as long as Ling Xiao didn't give him an explanation, he would immediately crush Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao said coldly: "Who said I didn't tell you? If you don't believe me, you can ask Miss Long, I said I was coming when I was at the door."

Long Yuxuan thought about it carefully, and from the look in her eyes, it could be seen that her complexion must be very bad at this time.

At the door, Ling Xiao did say something like this: "It's okay, this place is too weird, I just want to leave quickly."

Looking back now, he really told them to leave a long time ago!

Everyone saw Long Yuxuan's face and immediately understood that what Ling Xiao said was true.

They were silent, but they knew it well, if Ling Xiao told them to leave at that time, would they have left?

Kongshan Heita couldn't help letting go, and loosened Ling Xiao's collar.

Ling Xiao continued: "Yang Bai, didn't you realize that the phantom blocking you is somewhat similar to you? Even the sword skills are the same?"

"Sword of Zhutian, Sword of Zhutian..." Yang Bai kept murmuring: "This is the powerful sword skill handed down by our Yang family ancestors, he is really my ancestor, really my ancestor..."

"How is this possible!!!" Yang Bai yelled wildly, his face flushed with madness: "Who can tell me what's going on!"

"It's nothing serious." Ling Xiao said coldly: "The so-called treasure hunting is just a big man's boredom. And you clowns have become the playthings of this big man."

Suddenly, Yang Bai put his sword on Ling Xiao's neck, and glared at Ling Xiao viciously: "Boy, do you think you are very smart and powerful, so you laugh at us? Let me tell you, we die here , you don’t even want to get out alive!”

Ling Xiao unhurriedly pushed away Yang Bai's sword on her neck, and said with a sneer, "You won't die for the time being, but will become a soul like that phantom, guarding there, waiting for you The descendants of the Yang family will kill you, and then you will yell at them, you brat of the Yang family, you can’t treat your ancestors like this... haha!"

Ling Xiao's words made Yang Bai think that he had killed his ancestors with the sword of gods and demons, and that he would be beaten to death by his descendants in the future...

"No! I don't want to die!" Yang Bai raised his sword again, and stabbed Ling Xiao fiercely, "You must be the one who did it, I'll kill you!"

Ling Xiao stood still, and the sword could only stop ten centimeters from Ling Xiao's chest, and it couldn't get any further.

"The descendants of the eight major families who should be cursed, you guys have repeated the tragedy of your ancestors generation after generation, haha."

A hoarse and gloomy voice kept reverberating above the hall, and the laughter fell into everyone's ears, as if they had been directly hit on their brains with a hammer, shaking them all with splitting headaches!