"The ancestor of the demon race! The fairy is joking. If there is a saint ancestor of the demon race sitting in Tiesha Ridge, this true blood Han will be fine." Han Li said with a gloomy face.
"Brother Han is thinking too much. If the ancestor of the demon race really sits in Tieshaling himself, how could the Long family and the Lingzu people choose the route of the Magic Howling Desert? They would have gone as far away as possible. As far as my sister knows, there is actually only one incarnation named Lingyuan Shengzu in that Tieshaling. It seems that the main body once received the great kindness of the Qingyi tribe, so that one incarnation sits in Tieshaling all year round. Fellow Taoist Back then in the Tianyuan City battle, an incarnation of the Holy Ancestor was beheaded. It shouldn't be a big problem to deal with this incarnation. Besides, as long as we are careful in our actions this time, we may not disturb the incarnation of the Ancestor Lingyuan Yes." The girl in feather clothes blinked her beautiful eyes and said.
"It's just an incarnation! But it's still not that easy to deal with. As far as I know, there is a very close connection between the incarnation of the demon ancestor and the main body. And this is different from when he was in the spirit world. If the Lingyuan ancestor's main body I also live not far from Tiesha Ridge, so if we alert the avatar, its body will come quickly. The risk is still too great!" Han Li shook his head after his complexion changed a few times. .
"Brother Han, don't worry, since my little sister is planning to do this, why didn't she inquire about the relevant information in advance. According to the information I have collected, the body of this Lingyuan ancestor not only lives very far away from here, but has also been closed for thousands of years. It's been a long time. Moreover, this ancestor of the demon race had other incarnations fall before, but the main body has never been seen. There are even rumors that the main body of the ancestor of Lingyuan has fallen and died. Now only There are only a few incarnations left to move around. Of course, the truth of this news is impossible for ordinary people to verify. No one really dares to disturb the retreat of a holy ancestor. But in this way, Brother Han doesn't have to worry about Lingyuan holy ancestor's body I will make a move, as long as I can deal with the avatar sitting in Iron Sand Ridge." The girl in feather clothes said with a smile.
"If that's the case, I can plan one or two schemes. However, the reason why I was able to kill an incarnation of the holy ancestor in the spirit world that day was also the result of other fellow Taoists holding back and helping each other. Otherwise, I would still I'm not strong enough." Han Li said with a relaxed expression.
"This point, the younger sister naturally also knows. So before I set off in the spirit world, I went to a close friend and borrowed a rare treasure 'Hun Tianzhu'. This one-time consumption of other treasures It has no effect, but once unfolded, it can become a world of its own. As long as the Taoist friends can entangle the incarnation of the ancestor of the demon race for a moment, I can use the power of the treasure to activate a secret technique of the Ye family, which can trap it Stay for half a day. With such a long time, you and I can leave as calmly as possible. As long as we don’t reveal our identity as a human race, we don’t believe that the incarnation of Lingyuan Saint Ancestor will really chase after some real blood. Let it go." The girl in feather clothes said confidently.
"Well, it seems that Fairy Ye has been planning for this matter for a long time. Since it only needs to be entangled for a while, there is nothing wrong with Mr. Han. I will ask myself if I can do this." Han Li let out a long breath and said Nodding slightly satisfied.
Seeing that Han Li finally had no worries, the girl in feather clothes naturally relaxed in her heart, and her delicate face became like a flower.
Although for this matter, she started to plan and plot when she was in the spirit world, but if Han Li really didn't want to help, she would never be able to get the Qingluan's true blood by herself. Please ask Han Li to take action at a high price.
Below, the two of them were in the flying boat and began to plan carefully.
Not long after, as the flying boat flew through the air, a yellow line appeared on the ground in the distance, and then a loess plateau slowly emerged.
It looks flat and abnormal, and the end cannot be seen at a glance.
The flying boat flashed over a certain slope. Han Li, who was talking to the girl in feather clothes, suddenly changed his expression and glanced out of the window.
"Why, what did Brother Han find?" The girl in feather clothes was stunned, and couldn't help asking, and at the same time, she released her divine sense vigilantly, and swept the surrounding void.
"It's nothing, I just found out that there is an interesting low-level monster hidden in the soil below. It can confuse itself with the surrounding aura, and I almost hid it even if I didn't check it for a while." Han Li had already withdrawn his gaze, and said lightly Said.
"Oh, there is such a thing! But it's not unusual. The environment of the demon world is far worse than that of the spirit world, and some low-level monsters have some life-saving innate supernatural powers, otherwise they would have been wiped out by those high-level monsters long ago." The girl smiled. He replied with a smile.
Han Li nodded and didn't say anything more about it.
At this time, with a flick of the flying boat, the soil slope below has been thrown away without a trace.
And after a cup of tea, the soil that seemed to be empty at first suddenly parted, and a monster as large as a hedgehog crawled out of it. It was covered in gray-white spikes, but there were several strange roots on the top of its head. The extremely long tentacles, and at the same time, the two protruding eyeballs fixedly stared at the direction where the flying boat disappeared, flashing a strange red light, as if they had their own intelligence.
A month later, a small town more than ten miles in size was built on a depression near the Loess Plateau and a mountain range.
There is no wall around the town at all, only rows of yellow wooden fences with a slightly symbolic meaning surround the surrounding area.
In the sky above the town, from time to time, colorful lights shuttled endlessly, either flying away into the sky, or slowly falling into a small square in the center of the town.
But in the corners of the small town, there are several high platforms more than ten feet high, each with a huge black and shiny banner, emitting a faint black air, covering the entire sky above the high platforms.
And on these high platforms, there were about four or five demon guards guarding there with expressionless faces.
With the square as the center, the whole town has several crooked streets, and there are some shops, restaurants and other buildings opened by demons on both sides. Tens of thousands of demons came in and out of these buildings, and they looked quite prosperous.
In an unremarkable restaurant on the edge of the town square, two demons were sitting at a table near the window, closing their eyes and meditating.
There were only a pair of emerald green wine jugs and two wine glasses as white as jade on the table.
The strong aroma of wine came from the wine glass, and the wine contained in it was as bright red as amber, it was a rare top-quality wine at first glance.
Except for the two, there was no one else on the entire floor of the restaurant, as if they were completely surrounded by these two demons.
"They should be coming soon." One of them, a thick-browed man with several thin braids and two thick gold rings in his ears, raised his head and glanced at the square, then suddenly asked his companion, showing a trace of disbelief. The appearance of patience.
"According to the intelligence of the beholder, a group of people suspected of being the target just came out of the Phantom Howling Desert a month ago. But as soon as they left the desert, they divided into several groups and took different routes. The two of us have to deal with it." Of course, it’s just two of them. The others will naturally be dealt with by other people in the temple. Calculating the distance, it should be here in these two days. This Tulong Town is the only place nearby where they can stay. As long as you come from this direction, you will definitely stop in the town." The demon on the opposite side is a middle-aged Taoist priest with an elegant face and a Taoist robe, and he opened his eyes and replied.
"Hmph, that's not certain. In case the target doesn't need supplies at all, it just flies past nearby. Don't you and I have been busy here for nothing." The thick-browed man said coldly.
"Hehe, don't worry, brother Luo. This town is the closest town to the Huan Xiao Desert. If they are really the target, they should have been stranded in the desert for decades. Once they come out, how could they not be the nearest town?" The place needs to replenish things like elixirs and spars. Besides, even if you don’t need supplies, you still need to understand some recent events. They will definitely come to this town.” The middle-aged Confucian scholar shook his head and replied.
"Brother Leng said the truth, but I don't believe it even more." The big man rolled his eyes and said angrily.
"Oh, Brother Luo, do you want to make a bet with my younger brother?" The middle-aged Taoist asked with a smile.
"What do you want to bet, kid?" The big man raised his thick eyebrows and asked with a bit of vigilance.
"Just bet this time, how about the reward for you and me? This time, the reward for this business is considered generous, otherwise we wouldn't be here." The Taoist said with a chuckle.
"Brother Leng is playing with wishful thinking. This bet will not be with you. If you change the bet, Luo is a little interested." The thick-browed man shook his head like a rattle and said with his eyes wide open.
"Then what do fellow Daoist Luo want to bet on?" the middle-aged Taoist asked with a half-smile, his lips curled up slightly.
"If you want to bet, how about betting on whoever defeats the target first?" The big man said with his eyes rolling.
"Hehe, Leng asked himself that his supernatural powers are far inferior to that of his fellow Taoists, so it's okay not to make a bet." The Taoist said with a chuckle.
"Brother Leng, why did you refuse so early? Maybe, my opponent happens to be much stronger than the one you have to deal with!" The big man said with a grin.
"Mr. Leng has always only believed in himself, not in luck!" The Taoist replied lightly.
"I have been practicing with you in the palace for so many years, but you are still so boring. You only do things that you are sure of, and you don't want to take any risks." The big man shook his head again, with a very bored look on his face.
The middle-aged Taoist smiled slightly when he heard this, and when he was about to say something more, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at a black flying boat that was slowly descending in the square.
"That's right, it's this flying magic weapon, just like the image sent over!" The big man sitting opposite also stood up excitedly, clenched his fists with both hands, and there was a burst of crackling sound.