A Demon’s Path

Due to the terrain of a line of sky, the surging rocks, soil and metal objects were very densely packed, hitting everyone in a straight line.

The sound of ping-pong-pong sounded like iron strikes, and a series of strong impacts hit the heads, bodies, and arms of these Haotianzong disciples. Even though they were wearing body armor, they were still dizzy from being smashed, and their internal organs seemed to be pulled out and swayed directly, giving them a feeling that all internal organs were numb.

"It'll be over after a while!" Everyone thought that as before, they only need to survive for a quarter of an hour. Unexpectedly, after more than twenty minutes, this violent wind and iron did not even have the slightest intention of leaving, and still hit everyone extremely violently.

"Wow!" A Haotian Sect disciple finally failed to hold on, and as soon as his mental strength relaxed, the armor on his body immediately dimmed and disappeared.

Puff puff puff... Afterwards, his body was smashed into a pile of mud by the violent wind, stones and iron, and his death was very miserable!

"Ah—" Seeing the tragic situation of the same family, several people were greatly shocked, and their mental strength suddenly relaxed, and they ended up in the same fate as the previous fellow.

"Close your eyes and move forward!" At this moment, Ling Xiao's shout sounded like thunder in everyone's ears: "If you don't want to die, don't stop!"

The disciples of Haotianzong subconsciously accepted Ling Xiao's method and closed their eyes. Even if the people behind stepped on the same door that had turned into mud, they still suppressed the feeling of vomiting in their hearts and did not dare to slack off.

It wasn't until they didn't know how long they walked, and finally walked out of the stretch of sky, that those people opened their eyes and vomited desperately.

When they stepped on the pile of soft mud just now, they had endured the feeling of goosebumps all over their bodies, and it was only now that they all broke out.

There had been no dead people before, until just now when the first line of sky passed.

Shang Ziheng counted the number of people, and sadly found that thirty-six fellow disciples had died.

If Ling Xiao hadn't been calm enough to face this situation just now, and judged that the violent wind-rolling stones and iron blocks could only be lifted by passing through, and had asked his colleagues to close their eyes and move forward, it is estimated that more than double the number of people would have died.

Shang Ziheng had to admit that in the harsh environment, Ling Xiao and Aji, the employers and bodyguards, were indeed more capable of surviving than them.

Shang Ziheng suddenly bowed deeply to Ling Xiao, and said sincerely: "Your Excellency Ling Xiao, on behalf of my fellow disciples, Shang Ziheng begs you to lead us to complete this mission, and we are willing to fully obey your command."

Ling Xiao smiled slightly: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you? Especially you who want to punch me to death?"

Shang Ziheng was stunned for a while, then Ling Xiao laughed loudly and walked forward: "I'm just kidding you, let's go, we will rest at a place 10,000 meters ahead at night."

When everyone reached Ling Xiao's so-called 10,000 meters ahead, they immediately understood why Ling Xiao chose to rest here.

In the mysterious deep valley full of ores, this place turned out to be a rare piece of green space, with trees and grass.

No one can explain why there is such a green space here, but there is no doubt that this is the best place to rest.

"You actually have a detailed map of the inside of this mysterious valley?" Shang Ziheng asked in surprise. Although he had a map, his map did not indicate that this was a grass field.

Ling Xiao rolled her eyes at him: "If you have money, what can't you buy?"

In fact, Ling Xiao got this map from Long Yuxuan without spending any money.

According to Ling Xiao's theory, Long Yuxuan's people belong to him, so what's the big deal about taking a broken map?

After setting up a defensive formation around them, everyone set up tents and fell into a deep sleep.

After another five days of trekking, Ling Xiao and the disciples of Haotian Sect finally arrived at the destination: a dazzling purple gold mine.

This entire mountain is a purple gold mine, if it can be moved outside, this wealth is definitely comparable to all the savings of any of the biggest sects on Xuantian Continent!

Zijin is a very rare high-grade ore on Xuantian Continent, and it is an essential base metal for purple-level weapons and armor. Just prying a small piece with a knife is enough for the whole family of outsiders to eat and drink for several lifetimes.

But now the purpose of these people is not to mine purple gold ore, but to deal with the purple gold demon lion living in this purple gold mine.

"Didn't your head tell you how to deal with this monster?" Ling Xiao said, frowning, looking at Shang Ziheng who was about to step into the mine.

Shang Ziheng looked at a blank face: "How to deal with it? The master master said that as long as we can have a hundred people join forces and use our Haotianzong's Haotian Divine Fist formation, we will definitely be able to take down this purple-gold demon lion."

Ling Xiao couldn't help cursing Min Tianqi inwardly, and pulled Shang Ziheng back casually: "You are courting death if you go in now, and you can go in after I have arranged everything."

Shang Ziheng said that he would obey Ling Xiao's order, so he naturally retreated obediently.

The other Haotianzong disciples saw that their leaders and brothers were so respectful and obedient to Ling Xiao, and they didn't show any disrespect to Ling Xiao.

I saw that Ling Xiao used his soul power to mark dozens of marks on the flat ground outside the Zijin Mine very seriously, and then put hundreds of thousands of topaz stones on the marked marks one by one.

"This is..." Even though the Haotianzong disciples were well-informed, they couldn't see what formation Ling Xiao was setting up at a glance.

Only Aji's voice trembled, and he said coldly: "The etching formation of the Seven Devils Sect!"

Ling Xiao glanced at A Ji appreciatively: "You are quite knowledgeable."

"The etching formation of the Seven Devils Sect!" All the disciples of the Haotian Sect couldn't help but change their expressions.

Not to mention the power of this etched formation, just hearing the three words of the Seven Devils is enough to move the spirit disciples of the Haotian Sect.

The Seven Demon Sect on Xuantian Continent is the same as the Seven Demon Sect on Yaotian Continent, they have the fearsome name of demons. Even if Haotianzong is a great sect, if their disciples encounter members of the Seven Demons, they will be afraid to avoid them.

What's more, Shang Ziheng had heard of this etching formation.

Once the etching formation is activated, all the soul power within thousands of miles of this formation will be eroded by it, and a poison mark will be engraved in the soul.

That is to say, the power emanating from this array is a kind of poison specially aimed at the soul!

After being infected with this poison, no matter how strong the soul is, the chain soul master or beast will be greatly reduced in strength. Those whose strength is below the green level will directly kill you without any discussion.

Ling Xiao's etching formation is not poisonous!

Seeing that everyone was as rigid as a stone, Ling Xiao snorted dissatisfiedly: "Why are you standing there? The crystals I earned from selling tents are not enough, so give me all the crystals you have!"

Everyone petrified again!

After half a day of arranging and decorating, and spending tens of millions of topaz, the etched formation was finally completed.

Ling Xiao clapped her hands in satisfaction, and said with a smile to everyone: "We'll rest here and prepare for the night, and we'll be more energetic tomorrow, let's fight with all our strength!"

Everyone couldn't help but rolled their eyes at Ling Xiao: Since we're going to fight tomorrow, why did you go to such lengths to set up this terrifying formation early in the morning?

Afterwards, Ling Xiao gave them an amazing explanation: "In fact, I still need to arrange the eyes of this big formation for a long time."

If they could kick Ling Xiao to death with one kick, they would be more willing to kick Ling Xiao a few more times before dying.

This cheating product!

In desperation, everyone had no choice but to continue to set up tents nearby, to sleep, to eat, to adjust their soul power, to adjust their soul power, in short, what should they do.

Only Ah Ji stayed beside Ling Xiao who was still in the formation, and said slowly: "Why, you don't want them to die? Even if you know they will die, you still have to lie to them and let them live for a long time?"

Ling Xiao looked up at A Ji, with a playful smile on his face: "You know my etching formation very well."

Ah Ji snorted and said, "I just know the magic formation, how about it? In fact, this formation has no eyes at all, as long as you use your magic soul power to drive it anywhere, the whole formation will open immediately. Don't try to change the subject, tell me, why?"

Ling Xiao didn't answer Ah Ji's question right away, but asked back: "Then tell me, why do you want to know the answer so much?"

Ah Ji thought for a while, and said: "Based on what I know about your style of conduct, you should not be a person who cares about human life. What's more, these people have thought about dealing with you, am I right?"

Ling Xiao said slowly: "You're right, but you're only half right. For the people I hate, I don't care about their lives at all. And these guys, I think they are cute now. So , I don't want them to die."

Ah Ji didn't expect Ling Xiao to give such a simple answer, so he couldn't help but let out a long breath: "Oh! I always feel that you are not very old, why do you speak like a ten thousand year old demon? "

"Ten thousand years old demon?" Ling Xiao giggled twice: "You can understand it this way, I am indeed a ten thousand year old demon."

With the life experience of countless people, the Ling Xiao at this moment is not much different from the Wannian old demon.

The more he saw life and death, the more he cared about life and death.

Of course, as Ling Xiao himself said, what he cares about is the life and death of the people he makes good friends with.

Although these Haotianzong disciples were a little bit playful before, they have changed a lot in the past half month. For Ling Xiao, the feeling of leading them is the same as leading the newcomer disciples in Luofenggu in Longhai City back then.

No matter which one died, Ling Xiao would feel uncomfortable.

Especially that Shang Ziheng, although he broke his arm, Ling Xiao felt that this guy who knows how to advance and retreat is actually quite interesting.

In the end, Ling Xiao used a reason to convince himself that he must try his best to save their lives, because he was their Thirteenth Martial Uncle.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao couldn't help feeling embarrassed, it seemed that his uncle hadn't given gifts to these nephews, but he had blackmailed them with many spars.

After thinking about it, Ling Xiao took out a blue dragon claw, walked up to Shang Ziheng, and handed it to Shang Ziheng: "Here, I will compensate you for this arm."

Shang Ziheng's eyeballs almost popped out, and he couldn't help shouting, "Blue Winged Dragon Claw!"