Record of Chaos

　　 Lian Ling was speechless for a while, and could only admire the courage of this young man.

　　 What made her a little uneasy was that although the Crane people attached great importance to the lives of these young masters and young ladies and made extremely appropriate arrangements, they only arranged for a cultivator of the Purple Mansion to accompany, which was actually very insufficient.

　　The Crane people live in Taibai Forest all year round and seldom dispute with the outside world. Sending troops to expedition for thousands of miles is unique in a thousand years. It is unlikely that there will be too many cultivators in the Purple Mansion like the gray robe old man who walks in the wild and has rich experience. They can only rely on top-secret routes and minimize their journeys to ensure safety.

　　 If this team can't transfer smoothly, it will be a huge trouble for her.

　　 Flying crocodile staggering among the mountains took a lot of time. Sometimes it even circled repeatedly several times between the same hills, making Lian Ling think that they had actually lost their way.

　　 There is no clear road in the wild, the trees grow and fall, the soil changes, and the miasma is permeated. It is not easy to find the right path.

　　 The sun has fallen below the horizon, and the lush forests have turned into groups of giant beasts stained with ink. Instead, the sky was bright as a blue mirror glowing with golden light, and some thin clouds floated in the air like feathers, stained with the golden light of the setting sun.

　　 This is the so-called back light, and immediately they will be plunged into total darkness.

　　Flying crocodile finally landed in a clearing among the dense forests for easy footing. After it fell and put everyone down, it unexpectedly raised its head and flew up, disappearing into the dusk sky. Seeing the flying crocodile leaving and the dark dense forests around, everyone seemed to feel anxious about losing support.

　　 Although this area is deep in the dense forest with almost no sky, the old man in gray robe led them on a solid stone road buried under thick rotting leaves and weeds.

　　 In some places washed by running water, old slabs can still be seen. There were traces of civilization here, but it was abandoned later, and no one has walked these roads for many years.

　　The gray-robed old man walked in the forefront. He did not rush hurriedly, nor did he fly his wings, but walked briskly in the forest.

　　 The entire deserted stone road is covered by dense forests, making it look like a long tunnel. Only a few mottled glimmers sprinkled from the gap above the head, giving the tunnel a little bit of faint visibility.

　　 A group of dozens of people behind the old man followed closely. Although some people think this is too slow, it is in the wild after all, and no one dares to ask anything.

　　 After walking on this road for a few miles, the old man suddenly stopped, waved his hand, and said, "Stop." The people behind were unclear, so they stopped. But when they looked up and looked ahead, their hearts were haunted by fear again.

　　 Just about a hundred steps away in this long and straight tunnel, stood a particularly strong shadow. Although he is not very tall, he has an astonishing width and stands there like a thick black wall.

　　 A strong smell of alcohol was passed along with the strange smell of sweat. Accompanied by it is the arrogant, presumptuous, and intensely aggressive pressure of the spirit consciousness of the Purple Mansion.

　　 Lian Ling had long noticed that there was an ambush on this road, but many Crane people beside her had only seen it at this time.

　　 Everyone stopped abruptly, silently, and their hearts were full of panic. No one dared to step forward, and no one dared to run away. After all, if you run away here, you are trapped in the wild, and no one is sure how long you can live.

　　 The black shadow wrapped himself in a black robe and hid himself in the darkness. But seeing someone coming, he laughed strangely, and the laughter echoed in the gloomy forest like a ghost howling, which made people shudder.

　　 Lin Huan held the hilt tightly in his hand. He had originally thought that as long as a wild monster appeared, he would go up and kill with the sword in his hand.

　　 Unexpectedly, it was the first time that he really faced the enemy at this time. The breath and laughter of the opponent made him stand up like a sword, and he almost lost the courage to challenge him.

　　 But he still bite the bullet and moved forward, moving to the front, blocking Lian Ling and several other crane girls behind him. He babbled at the same time:

　　 "Don't be afraid... the man is going forward with me, and the woman is behind. He is only one person, so we will go up and kill him together!"

　　 What he said is right, although the opponent has the strength of Zifu, there is only one person. Even if the gray-robed old man who gave them the lead is not counted, they also have seven or eight Xudan monks and dozens of foundation-building monks. The men went up to gang fights, and the girls put cold arrows in the back to attack him from a distance, and they would surely destroy him, but they must have suffered heavy casualties.

　　 The sun has set, and the darkness has swallowed everything. A bit of light lit up in the darkness at the same time, and a piece of jade slip in the hands of the gray-robed old man was emitting a blue aura, shining the entire road in the woods into a weird blue.

　　 "Six-armed Sword Demon, are you actually free to come to this barren hills and ridges that have been abandoned for hundreds of years?" The gray-robed old man held the only shiny jade slip in his hand and said to the black shadow ahead.

"Hey, He Huiqi, the sound knife that was also used on the road back then, has now become a bodyguard for others?" The Six-Armed Sword Demon glanced at the young people behind him and licked his fat lips, "Look. Every one of them is worth a lot of money.

　　 He Huiqi is, after all, an old river and lake in the demon world, he has recognized the identity of the other party from the moment he realized his breath. But the other party also recognized him.

　　 Six-armed Sword Demon is a well-known demon bandit in the middle demon world, and is committed to kidnapping, looting and even killing villages. But he has always been alone and has never heard of him joining any forces.

　　 "We have nearly a hundred people here," He Huiqi shook his head and said, "Do you really dare to robbery alone?"

　　 The black robe on the six-armed sword demon hurled away, revealing his true face under the black robe, "Since I have come to the tribulation, how can I return without delay!"

　　 His body is not as thick as it looks when he is wrapped in a black robe. It can even be said to be skinny. It is almost a skeleton-like figure with a big head.

　　 But what is peculiar is that his skinny body is wrapped around six slender arms like a coat, three on the left and three on the left. Because of this, the body in a black robe looked huge and weird.

　　 With a series of metal sounds, six long swords appeared on his six arms at the same time. When he unfolded, he was like a huge spider. The six long swords appeared sharp and sharp in the blue light.

　　 He Huiqi's strength is inferior to the six-armed sword demon. But he also had a choice, which was to use the strength of nearly a hundred people to fight this person together and kill the opponent before leaving.

　　 But if he does this, it is obviously impossible for him to protect everyone's lives, and these princes and ladies will inevitably suffer casualties. And the order he got was to ensure that everyone can safely transmit ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ at all costs, without any casualties.

　　 A moment later, he decided to entangle the six-armed sword demon by himself and let the young man go first. Although he is not as strong as the other party, there is no problem with being alone without any drag.

　　 He looked back, his gaze swept everyone's eyes, including Lin Huan, He Jia and others. Finally, he kept his gaze on Lian Ling's face and threw the jade slip in his hand. This blue jade slip flew up in the air and fell into Lian Ling's hands.

　　 Lian Ling has not yet understood his intentions, but he pointed to Lian Ling and said loudly: "There is a detailed map in the jade slip. You are responsible for bringing everyone there. I will stay and deal with this guy."

　　 "Oh?" Lian Ling's expression was a bit wrong, "Why me?" At this moment, she even guessed, could this old man see her cultivation?

"Your eyes are calm enough. The old man can't read it wrong. You should have lived in the wild for a long time, and maybe even grew up in the wild." Then he secretly transmitted, "The lives of these children are just give it to you!"

　　 Of course he couldn't see through Lian Ling's realm, but he knew the origin of everyone here, and he had long seen that Lian Ling's eyebrows did not have the red crown of the crane clan, but there were some sparse fish scales on his forehead. The Qing clan should be a wild demon from the blood lake, and his familiarity with the wilderness must be stronger than that of the Crane tribe.

　　 "Oh." Lian Ling probed the divine knowledge into the jade slip, and he was surprised. The map in the jade slip not only marked the location of the teleportation array they were going to, all the terrain nearby, and even where the wild monsters lived and what route was the safest.

　　 Now that she has this piece of jade slip in her hand, even if she throws away the group of people, she can find the teleportation array by herself and send it to the Silver Dragon Mountain Range to look for it.