Ling Xiao and his four companions did not stay in Shangqing Ancient City. They left Shangqing Ancient City directly and headed straight for Luanmo Ridge.
Just after Ling Xiao and others left Shangqing Ancient City, Xue Hua and a man in a black robe sat opposite each other in a teahouse in the ancient city.
"Fellow Daoist Gu, Long Aotian has already left Shangqing Ancient City and headed straight for Luanmo Ridge!"
There was a gleam of light in Xue Hua's eyes, and he spoke to the black-robed man opposite him.
The man in the black robe was named Gu Chen. He had a handsome face, with an extremely feminine temperament, a slender figure, loose black hair, and narrow eyes that looked as if there was a blade beam shooting out of them.
His aura seemed unfathomable, making Xue Hua extremely solemn.
"Fellow Daoist Xue, Long Aotian is only at the early stage of the Divine King Realm. Even if he has good talent and decent combat power, is it necessary for you to treat him so seriously?"
Gu Chen said lightly.
“Fellow Daoist Gu, Long Aotian should not be underestimated. Although he is only at the initial stage of Divine King Realm, he once defeated a Divine King-level disciple of my Thunder Palace with three punches. He must die this time! So in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, I will ask Brother Gu to join me in the fight!”
There was a gleam in Xue Hua's eyes, and he spoke slowly.
"I am really curious about what is so special about Long Aotian! In that case, I will accompany Brother Xue on this trip! But don't forget what Brother Xue promised me!"
Gu Chen said lightly.
"Don't worry, Friend Gu. As soon as the man you mentioned shows up, he will definitely die if we join forces!"
Xue Hua said with a confident smile.
Gu Chen was about to say something when suddenly a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, revealing a strange look: "Fellow Daoist Xue, I'm afraid we don't have to wait any longer. That person has already appeared. Coincidentally, he is also in Chaos Demon Ridge!"
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Luanmo Ridge is only a few hundred thousand miles away from Shangqing Ancient City. Ling Xiao and his four companions traveled at full speed and arrived there in less than a day.
Luanmo Ridge is a huge mountain range that stretches for tens of thousands of miles. It looks like a dormant dragon and is shrouded in an extremely chaotic aura of gods and demons all year round.
There are not only powerful divine beasts and demonic beasts in Chaos Demon Ridge, but also many ancient dangerous formations. It is a huge relic. Three days ago, two disciples of the Temple of War God were exploring the ruins here, where they encountered a genius from the Ghost Demon Clan and were killed.
If one of the disciples had not sent back a message before his death, no one would have known that they died at the hands of the genius of the Demon Clan.
However, the soul fluctuations and aura of the disciples of the Temple of War God would be recorded in advance, and Ling Xiao and the other four had all practiced relevant methods to capture soul fluctuations and aura, so it was not difficult to find the bodies of the two disciples of the Temple of War God by following the clues.
Ling Xiao and his four companions entered the Chaos Demon Ridge. Based on the fluctuations of their souls, they soon found the bodies of the two disciples of the Temple of War God in a valley.
However, they had all turned into mummies at this moment, with all their flesh and blood drained out, their brows cracked, and their faces filled with expressions of extreme pain. They must have suffered great torture before their death.
However, the genius of the Demon Clan did not erase their breath and left their bodies here. They were extremely cruel and arrogant!
Seeing the corpses of the two War God Temple disciples, even Ling Xiao's face darkened, and a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes.
"Senior Brother Long, we must avenge them!"
Liu Xianer also said angrily.
"Brother Long, three days have passed. I'm afraid the genius of the Ghost Demon Clan is no longer in Chaos Demon Ridge!"
Wang Chuan, who was a man of few words, also spoke calmly.
They wanted to use these two corpses to search for traces of the genius of the Ghost Demon Clan, but Ling Xiao also discovered that the genius of the Ghost Demon Clan was indeed extremely cruel. These two disciples of the Temple of War God who were at least at the perfect Divine King realm seemed to have no power to resist and were killed.
Ling Xiao could detect a faint demonic energy emanating from the two corpses.
"Um?"
There was a gleam of light in Ling Xiao's eyes, and then he calmly pretended to investigate the situation of the two corpses, and then quietly took that trace of demonic energy into his body, and then integrated it into the wordless heavenly book.
That trace of demonic energy was extremely weak, but through the wordless heavenly book, Ling Xiao vaguely caught the faint fluctuations of the owner of the demonic energy.
It’s not far from here!
The genius of the Ghost Demon Clan is most likely still in Chaos Demon Ridge.
Ling Xiao remained calm and said calmly: "No matter what, since we are in Chaos Demon Ridge, let's investigate it. Should we investigate separately or together?"
Wei Zhen said in a muffled voice: "Senior Brother Long, let's go together. The genius of the Ghost Demon Clan is too cruel. If we investigate separately and he defeats us one by one, it will be troublesome!"
"That's right, let's go together!"
Liu Xianer also said with a smile.
Ling Xiao nodded and smiled coldly in his heart. He knew that these four people, as spies, would definitely not let him out of their sight.
But Ling Xiao didn't care. He already had a vague feeling that the mastermind behind the scenes was about to appear.
"Then let's go investigate inside Chaos Demon Ridge!"
Ling Xiao said lightly, without paying any attention to the four of them, and went straight into the depths of Luanmo Ridge.
Wang Chuan, Liu Xian'er and the other three looked at each other and hurriedly followed.
Ling Xiao restrained the aura around him and looked like he was investigating casually, but in fact he was locking onto that trace of demonic energy fluctuation with the Wordless Heavenly Book and heading towards the direction of the owner of the demonic energy. Ling Xiao knew that it would not be long before he would be able to meet the genius of the Ghost Demon Clan.
Ling Xiao walked forward while thinking secretly in his heart.
He tried his skills in the Temple of War God and defeated Wu Chen with three punches. If the people behind him wanted to kill him, they would definitely not send a strong man in the realm of God King. Wang Chuan, Liu Xianer and the other three should not be the main force, they can only be regarded as spies, and the main force is someone else.
A semi-saint
Ling Xiao's heart moved. He thought that in order to deal with him, the most that could be dispatched were low-level semi-saints. Relying on the various trump cards in his hands, Ling Xiao was not afraid of low-level semi-saints.
Buzz!
Ling Xiao and his four companions have already climbed up this huge mountain and are heading towards the depths of Luanmo Ridge. The depths of Luanmo Ridge are filled with clusters of evil spirits from gods and demons, and the situation is extremely chaotic. The very air is shaking slightly, as if a mysterious wave is spreading.
"Um?"
There was a gleam of light in Ling Xiao's eyes, and he saw a group of dilapidated buildings in front of him. Most of them were dilapidated palaces and attics, covered by countless huge rocks, giving off an ancient and decayed aura.
Those buildings are very peculiar. You can vaguely see that the dome of the palace is round, and there are some pointed towers, exuding some exotic style.
Looking closely, Ling Xiao felt that it looked a bit like a temple used for tribal sacrifices, but it was countless years old and was most likely a building from ancient times.
(End of this chapter)