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Xiao Yunchen and Xia Ling stood side by side above the ancestral hall. Under the ancestral hall, the villagers were panicking as they begged for their protection.

Xiao Yunchen's distracted grandpa Xiao was also swiftly carried over by the village chief's foolish son.

Today, if they could not live, the entire village would die neatly here.

An evil and malicious aura enveloped the entire Xiao family village. Although this aura was powerful, the spiritual perception was only at the aurous core stage.

Xia Ling and Xiao Yunchen could handle two aurous core stage evil cultivators together, but what made Xia Ling so tense was the demonic lord's spiritual sense hidden under the dark clouds.

Xia Ling stared at the ghostly face restriction and comforted Xiao Yunchen.

"Don't worry, I just sensed the evil cultivator's aura and broke my father's space jade slip. These evil cultivators are all full of nonsense. They must have said something fierce to surround us first. Let's stall for time and help will come!"

She used her spiritual sense to send a voice transmission and broke the space jade slip the moment the restriction was broken.

By now, the entire Qingyun sect should have heard the news. They just had to wait.

Xiao Yunchen nodded slightly.

Xia Ling took a step forward and shielded the villagers behind her. She raised her voice and asked.

"May I ask why you are here?"

"Jie Jie! What's the matter? It's a good thing! It's a great thing our devil sect has taken a liking to your Xiao family village. We are going to select a few disciples to help you cultivate!" A man and woman's laughter rang out The direction was erratic. When the words fell to the ground, they were surprised. "There's actually a female cultivator! An aurous core stage cultivator!"

Sizzle sizzle.

Another evil voice of yin swallowed his saliva. "An aurous core...delicious! I really want to eat her!"

"Tsk Tsk, how do you want to eat her? Do you want to eat her alive or peel off her pills?"

"That would be such a waste. Such a female cultivator would definitely need to be stripped naked first... Ah!"

Before his voice could fade away, his screams were already excruciating.

By the time everyone could see clearly, a green corner of his clothes had already appeared in front of the ghostly face restriction.

Xia Ling did not have the time to stop him. She drew her sword and rushed out.

"Xiao Yunchen! What happened to you? Didn't you say to wait quietly for reinforcements?"

Killing these two golden core evil cultivators was not a big deal.

However, if the supreme demon was forced to come personally, not only the two of them, but the entire Xiao family village would not survive.

However, there seemed to be something wrong with Xiao Yunchen at this moment. Xia Ling approached him and felt a powerful pressure, like a bottomless abyss, emanating from Xiao Yunchen's body. It was so cold that it made her suffocate.

The grimacing face in her hand tightened, and a black rain of blood turned into ashes on the way to escape.

Xia Ling tightened her hand and instinctively took a step back.

The green-robed youth turned his head and looked at her with an indifferent expression.

On his handsome face, a pair of deep black eyes naturally captured Xia Ling's mind.

His eyes contained the ultimate destruction of the abyss, and countless worlds before Xia Ling's eyes were instantly destroyed. That kind of realm.

Xia Ling's throat tasted sweet, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of her mouth.

The indifferent Xiao Yunchen's expression did not change at all.

To him, the Xia Ling in front of him was an insignificant mayfly. Have you ever seen a human give way to an ant?

If he was trampled to death, it was the fate of an ant!

...

From Xiao Yunchen's abnormal behavior, Xia Ling realized the existence of the Demon King.

However...

The Demon King in front of her was stronger than she had imagined. In other words, he was no longer the appearance she had seen in the devil world.

With every move he made, the laws of this world trembled beside him.

Meanwhile, the system was trembling in Xia Ling's body, desperately shrinking its sense of existence, afraid that the Demon King would do something with it.

At this moment, Xia Ling appeared to be the calmest.

She wiped away the bloodstains on her lips and stared at the Demon King.

It was still an instant, still filled with blood and sweetness, but she still stood in front of him in the end and looked at him.

With just a glance, her spiritual sense was shattered, her golden core was destroyed, and endless pain engulfed Xia Ling. However, she clenched her hands tightly and stood there dripping with blood.

The figure of the female cultivator was frail, but she was also proud and stern.

In this invisible contest, Xia Ling finally won. A light flashed through her deep eyes, and 'Xiao Yunchen' withdrew his gaze first.

He looked at the sky indifferently. Under the dark clouds, his robes fluttered in the wind.