But soon the shouting and screaming disappeared completely. Chen Yang stared at the place where the black smoke was the thickest, and a black shadow flashed by.

"Stop right there!" Realizing that the evil spirit carried by the black shadow was dissipating, which meant that the person was about to leave, he suddenly jumped up and spread out his five fingers to grab the person.

The man turned around, and a gloomy, pale and distorted face suddenly appeared.

"Demon..." Chen Yang's pupils suddenly shrank and he was stunned.

The memories of that year came flooding back like a tide. The man smiled strangely and hit his chest with his palm filled with black smoke.

He fell to the ground.

Not a demon!

At this time, Chen Yang also realized that this person was not a demon god. The demon god back then was transformed by the sword energy of his Seven Absolute Swords. In order to dissolve the surging demon energy, the power of the Seven Absolute Swords in the initial stage of transformation was completely dissipated. Even he had to sacrifice his soul to obtain a seal to seal the last trace of demon god's demon energy.

He is not a demon.

Holding back the pain in his chest, he waved his right hand, and the Seven Deadly Swords appeared. He flew out with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the back of the black shadow.

As if sensing the powerful sword energy, the man turned around again. He still had the same face shape as the Demon God, but he was not the Demon God.

The twisted corners of his mouth pulled and cracked, revealing scarlet blood. The man waved his two palms and an extremely powerful energy hit the tip of the Seven Deadly Sword.

Buzz!

There was a loud noise, Chen Yang felt a sharp pain in his palm, and the Seven Deadly Sword slipped from his palm.

His eyes trembled, and he hurriedly reached for the hilt of the Seven Deadly Sword, but the man took the opportunity to attack him. His palm, shrouded in black mist, formed an eagle claw and grabbed towards Chen Yang's vest.

Chen Yang naturally noticed this scene, but he was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, and without the Qi Jue Sword in his hand, he was not strong enough to fight with this demon cultivator.

He gritted his teeth and quickly raised his arm to grab the Seven Deadly Swords.

boom!

A ray of white light cut through the black mist and struck the black shadow like a flash of lightning. The black figure somersaulted in mid-air, then disappeared in a flash, and the black mist gradually disappeared as well.

"Chen Yang!" He saw a snow-white figure running towards him.

"Xue Qing!" He stood there in disbelief until Xue Qing's soft arms held him.

This is true!

He raised his arms and hugged Xue Qing tightly.

Suddenly he felt as if something was whipping his legs. When he lowered his head, he saw a pair of big, clear eyes like grapes staring at him eagerly.

A little donkey?

"You, your mount?" Chen Yang asked hesitantly.

Why does this donkey feel so strangely familiar?

Xue Qing smiled, revealing two shallow dimples, and shook her head: "You don't even recognize it?"

"It is..."

The donkey kept rubbing its head against him and breathing out air from its nose. The smell startled Chen Yang.

He jumped up and shouted, "It, it, it's actually a Jindan-level demon beast! Damn, it's too powerful! Could it be that it was the one who just drove that demon cultivator away?"

The donkey was very dissatisfied when he saw him jump away. He immediately moved closer and continued to rub against his chest, licking his face with his big scarlet tongue.

"It's Xiao Ling!"

"Xiao Ling!" Chen Yang jumped up again and looked carefully at the little donkey in front of him.

Such a well-behaved little donkey could never be put together with that ferocious monster.

"It's Xiao Ling! Chen Yang, I'm really lucky this time. I floated to the vicinity of Longqian Creek and was saved by Xiao Ling with a magic pill!" Xue Qing said.

Chen Yang then remembered that he was so happy that he forgot to ask her who saved her.

He looked at the little donkey again.

The little donkey's eyes kept blinking, revealing a hint of shyness, and its big head nodded slowly, as if to say, Xue Qing is right, I saved her, master, please praise me.

"It can't speak anymore because it swallowed the soul of a monster." Xue Qing said.

Chen Yang instantly understood why Xiao Ling possessed the aura of the Golden Core Realm.

"Good Xiaoling! You look so well-behaved. If you take it out, someone will steal it because of its cuteness, right?" Chen Yang said while stroking Xiaoling's furry head.

Xiao Ling raised her head, closed her eyes slightly, and looked like she was enjoying it.

"That's good. We can go through town on our way to find the Ice Soul Wasteland. This way, we'll have better food and rest."

Chen Yang suddenly thought of those evil cultivators.

They must have been captured by the dark shadow.

"I can't believe there are still demons in this world." Chen Yang frowned, not knowing what he was going to do by capturing those people. Is this related to the Dragon Tiger Sect's distribution of the booklet on the initial exploration of demon cultivation?

Xue Qing also remembered the scene just now.

"The Demon God has been imprisoned in the Nether Valley for a hundred years and has not made any unusual movements. Although there are many demon cultivators active there, none of them have set foot on the alien continent. Although the demon cultivator just now is at a high level, he has no reason to be active in the alien continent." Xue Qing also looked solemn.

"Yes, it is extremely risky for demonic cultivators to operate in another world, but it is not impossible."

Chen Yang pinched Xiao Ling's long ears and said, "If Xiao Ling hadn't taken action just now, I really wouldn't have been sure of defeating that demon cultivator. He even shook the Seven Absolute Swords so much that I couldn't hold them."

"Chen Yang, there is no time to lose. Let's go find the Bingpo Wasteland. Since it is the remains of an ancient battlefield, there must be a lot of treasures there!" Xue Qing said.

Whether facing the suddenly appearing demon cultivator or Jiang Yunlan and Jiang Mang from the Floating Cloud Sect, Chen Yang knew that he had to quickly improve his strength.

This is almost urgent.

But those demon cultivators in Kuteng Town...

He looked towards the end of the mountain road and could only sigh softly.

In this world of cultivation, the lives of ordinary people are insignificant, which is almost a very cruel fact.

A hundred years ago, he was a genius practicing in the Floating Cloud Sect. The power of the two evil demons expanded from the Nether Valley and killed countless people among the people. Even the cultivators were not spared, let alone ordinary people!

Human life is like an ant!

If he had not sacrificed his soul and destroyed his spiritual roots at that time, if he had carried forward the Floating Cloud Sect, perhaps he could have protected more ordinary people.

Xue Qing gently held Chen Yang's hand. Whenever he was emotional, she would always comfort him in time to make him determined on the next path to take.

"When I have the ability, I will be able to protect whoever I want to protect." Chen Yang said with a hopeful smile.

Xue Qing nodded heavily.

In a cave somewhere, black fog spread around like a poisonous miasma. Ma Tianyu woke up from his coma and found that Chen Yang was gone.

He and his companions were tied together and they were still asleep.

Black mist swirled around them and poured into their nostrils, secretly resonating with the demonic qi in their bodies.