"Master Saint, are you looking for me?"

In the main hall, a disciple of Xian Xuanzong in a long robe bowed and bowed towards Ling Xiao, with a hint of wonder and surprise on his face.

In his capacity, not to mention being summoned by the Holy Son alone, even if you look at it more, it is supremely respectable.

Just, quite suddenly, this Xianzong disciple suddenly felt a step up to the sky.

Is it possible that my fairy road has just begun?

"What's your name? Forget it, it's too much trouble."

Ling Xiao's eyes were clear, and then he shook his head again, and walked to the young man's side, the soul light in his eyes suddenly flourished.

"I…"

The Xianzong disciple didn't even react, he felt his body lightened, and his life seemed to be sublimated at this time.

"The eight young masters, who should start to kill first? Forget it, point soldiers and generals, point to whom... who will die."

Ling Xiao casually threw the disciple's corpse into the realm, and a mixed memory picture flashed in his mind, and finally fixed on a firm and dark face.

"Just you, Yu Xunbu Young Master, Yuze? Who told you...you have a dark face."

There was a flicker of evil in Ling Xiao's eyes, and the figure instantly disappeared in place.

Xianxuan Guzong, the moonlight is cool and thin.

Between the ancient woods and the sea, there is an aura quietly rippling.

Only at this time, under the moon flower, a figure was hidden in the dark, easily avoiding the guardian disciple, and appeared in front of a palace in the back mountain.

The vast majority of those who can come to this Xuanxuan Sect today are the famous Tianjiao evildoers in southern Xinjiang.

Among them, headed by eight young masters, each heroic.

However, whether it is the Tianjiao evildoer or the young master of the ancient department, compared with Ling Xiao, they are not worth mentioning.

"Will Master Yuze be here?"

Ling Xiao stood in front of the main hall, her face covered by Xianxia, ​​and her tone was extremely calm.

"Who is outside the temple?"

Soon, a majestic voice came from the hall, and then, the door of the hall opened wide, and a strong young man with a naked torso frowned and walked out.

In the next instant, a look of surprise suddenly rose on his face.

"Yes... Master Shengzi? I don't know what happened to the visit of Shengzi late at night?"

"Nine-Rank God General, no luck."

Ling Xiao sighed secretly, but there was a blood moon floating in his eyes.

In an instant, the look on Yuze's face was completely dull.

Then, following Ling Xiao's back, he walked towards the hall.

People in the magic way may not be as cruel as the world imagined.

But as far as the layout is concerned, what Ling Xiao has to do is naturally to make people believe that people are killed by demons.

Therefore, when Ling Xiao's figure walked out of the main hall, a strong **** atmosphere had filled the whole hall.

At this moment, on the floor of the hall, Yuze was covered in blood, and his head was in a different place.

Even the limbs were neatly cut off by a sharp blade and set aside.

And the skin on his body is not intact, it looks like that, it is inhumane.

Such a method of killing doesn't seem to be done by a decent person.

Xianxuanzong, there is a demon! !

"Little Lord!!!"

In the early morning of the next day, on the ancient mountain of Xianxuan, a sorrowful cry suddenly came.

In the entire Xianxuanzong, countless powerful auras came from the sky, enveloping the Yuze sleeping hall layer by layer.

Ling Xiao walked out of the main hall and looked up at the blue sky, with a gentle smile rising from the corner of his mouth.

The chess game begins, and what he has to do is the righteous leader who helps justice and aspires to eliminate demons.

As for the final question, whether this demon is Qin Chu or Feng Ruge, it depends on the two of them... who is more useful.

"what happened?"

Ling Xiao's figure descended from the sky and landed in front of the main hall.

Behind him, Han Qingqiu and Huahua followed closely.

"Holy Son! You are here."

Sect Master Xianxuan bowed slightly, don't give Huahua a deep look.

Since Ling Xiao arrived that day, he felt a ray of demonic energy in this girl.

Obviously, this girl who looks heroic on the outside is in the form of a monster head.

Of course, if there had been a transformational monster going up the mountain in the past, he would definitely question it clearly and even...kill it in one fell swoop.

However, they followed the Son of God.

Maybe it's a mount or... a pet!

"What happened?"

Ling Xiao frowned, a little surprised in her eyes.

"Holy Son... Young Master of Yu Xunbu... was killed last night!"

Sect Master Xianxuan sighed lightly, his expression extremely serious.

Nonsense, can you not be serious!

Can kill people under his nose with such cruel methods, isn't this slapped him in the face?

Besides, now that the Son is on the mountain, it is not clear to tell the Son, he Helian Mountain... is it incompetent?

"What! Who did it?!"

Ling Xiao's eyes condensed slightly, and he raised his foot and walked into the hall, watching the blood stains dripping all over the floor, his footsteps trembled quietly.

"What a cruel method!!"

"Holy Son! I suspect... There is a demon lurking in my Xianxuanzong!"

At this time, Helianshan did not dare to hide anything.

This method of killing is obviously not a righteous act, it must be a frenzied demons.

However, why he killed Yuze remains to be confirmed.

Being able to quietly erase a young master of the ancient part of the 9th rank of the **** general, the cultivation base of this demon must have been detached from the gods and even higher.

"A magic?!"

Hearing this, everyone in the palace instantly changed their faces.

What kind of demon has the courage to provoke the majesty of Xian Xuanzong and the holy son?

But, inexplicably, a suspicion flashed in Feng Yuanyang's eyes.

He knew that there were demons on the Xianxuan Mountain.

Qin Chu!

The disciples taught by the six great demons were naturally terrifying and weird. Killing a divine general was not a big problem.

It's just, it shouldn't.

Although the Six Demons practice magic skills and act recklessly, they are not cruel ones.

Otherwise, he would not change his view of the devil back then and would walk with the six.

"Check! Check all the people who have enemies with this young master of the Ancient Tribe! I don't believe that there are demons that can come and go freely on Xianxuan Mountain."

Ling Xiao snorted coldly and turned to look at Qin Chu in the crowd.

But at this moment, the young man's face was a little pale, he looked like he wanted to talk but stopped.

Shouldn't it, shouldn't you tell the Son, in fact, the devil...may not be a bad person?

At the very least, my six masters are those who want to be free and easy and kind-hearted.

And with Ling Xiao Shengzi's moral vision, shouldn't it be so narrow?

Perhaps it was the demon?

"Yes!"

Suddenly, Xian Xuanzong made a mess, and all the young Tianjiaos gathered in groups, obviously because they were afraid of being killed by demons after they were alone.

For three consecutive days, Xian Xuanzong was completely shrouded in a layer of clouds.

But just when everyone gradually relaxed their vigilance, thinking that Yuze's killing might be a pure vendetta, another young master of the ancient ministry was killed by Ling Chi, and his body was covered with 937 sword wounds.

As a result, the identity of this murderous demon has shrunk a bit.

This demon is a sword demon with terrifying kendo attainments! !

On the seventh peak.

Before Ling Xiao sat on the stone table, he sipped his cup of tea.

Beside him, Feng sat on the ground like a song, his jade hand fiddled with a burning wood in front of him.

"The son thinks, who is the murderous demon?"

At this moment, her eyes were clear and doubtful, and it was obvious that she felt a trace of conspiracy in her heart.

"It's hard to say, this real demon in this world is more hidden and docile in appearance. It is really scheming. This demon may be me, or maybe... it's you."

Ling Xiao put down the tea cup and sighed, but in an instant, Feng Ruge's pretty face was slightly condensed, and the wood in his hand was cut off.