There are countless geniuses in the world of cultivation, but only my junior sister Sha Diao

the other side.

Gu Xia, who had just reported that they were safe, were glaring at each other.

Li Tingyun tugged on his hood and said with a wooden face: "I really belong to you, Gu Xia."

Those demons didn't know what had happened, and they had been searching around the place where they were stationed around the altar. It looked like they had to dig three feet into the ground to dig them out.

It seemed that the demon clan's secret spies had exposed their whereabouts.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer places to hide, Li Tingyun had already planned to take action.

As a result, Gu Xia directly held him down.

She and Li Tingyun carefully used the concealment talisman to sneak to the other half of the demon territory adjacent to the altar.

After a cursory glance, Li Tingyun could tell at a glance that this was where the magic cultivators who knew the formations were located, relying on his keenness in formations.

If he didn't know what Gu Xia planned to do at this time, the next scene really opened his eyes.

After a quick and careful investigation, Gu Xia took advantage of his unpreparedness and knocked down several demon cultivators who had just returned from outside.

The movements are fast, accurate and ruthless, without any sloppiness.

The demon cultivator who was knocked unconscious by a brick didn't even utter a sound and fainted on the spot.

Li Tingyun's face was stupefied, and her mind was still thinking about where she found such a big brick.

By coincidence, one of the demon cultivators might have a tough head. He saw the two of them opening their mouths in a daze and was about to shout. Li Tingyun happened to be standing next to him and snatched the brick from Gu Xia's hand without thinking. .

The sound of "pop" knocked the person completely unconscious.

Gu Xia, who looked straight at it, was amazed.

What a great trick for a young man!

Originally, she wanted to take the opportunity to find out some information, but looking at this group of demon cultivators who were obviously out of touch, in order to prevent them from alerting other demons.

Gu Xia thought it would be safer to give them a coma gift package.

This wasn't the end yet. Despite Li Tingyun's perverted expression, she neatly took off the hoods of these demons and covered them up.

Don't tell me, it's quite suitable.

Li Tingyun: "...What are you doing?" The corners of his mouth even twitched twice.

Not only was Gu Xia unaware, she even greeted him enthusiastically: "Quick, quick, pick the one you like and take off his clothes."

Li Tingyun: "..."

Are you a devil? !

What does it mean to pick someone he likes and take off his clothes?

He is a direct descendant, not a pervert.

While he was still thinking about life, Gu Xia had already covered herself up. She turned around and saw that Li Tingyun was still standing there motionless, and immediately picked a lucky person at random.

"Wow—"

Li Tingyun was caught off guard and was covered from head to feet, and everything was pitch black.

"Do you want to suffocate me to death for monopolizing the fresh air here?" His voice was a little unclear and he said through gritted teeth.

Demonic cultivators always like to be mysterious, and they all wear a jet-black, wide cloak that reaches to their feet, and also wears a large hood.

Li Tingyun, who was unprepared, almost didn't get buried.

How much hatred and resentment this is.

Gu Xia: "Stop whining. This will help you avoid those patrolling demon soldiers."

"Oh." Li Tingyun was a bit of a germaphobe. He pulled off the hood on his head in disgust, frowning with a handsome face and forced himself to endure it.

I have to say that this body is still very useful. The two of them are already good at formations. In addition, these demon cultivators may be very useful. For a while, the demons passing by did not have any doubt at all.

As for those demon cultivators who were extremely unlucky and had their clothes stripped off, Gu Xia affixed seven or eight sleeping charms and threw them into an inconspicuous corner at the back.

He won't wake up anytime soon.

Looking at the dog-like Gu Xia in front of him, he looked at himself wearing the same outfit.

Li Tingyun was silent.

He eventually fell.

Gu Xiagang planned to take people and dogs to take a look at the altar.

Suddenly remembering that his identity was different now, he coughed lightly, and then swaggered to the front.

The group of demons passing by not far away were stunned by the disapproving steps.

One of the demon soldiers scratched his head and asked in a rough voice: "What's going on with those two demon cultivators?"

The posture didn't look like he was walking, but rather like he was looking for a fight with someone.

The leader of the team just glanced at them and then looked away: "Don't worry about them, they are brought here for a purpose and have nothing to do with us."

"The most important thing now is to find those few monks who sneaked in." He licked the blood around his mouth and said sullenly: "Capture them alive and throw them into the group of captured sacrifices."

"Perhaps His Majesty will reward us with some good things if he is pleased."

"Yes!"

……

The two of them did not dare to use their spiritual power at will, but quickly tested whether they could form formations around them when the demons were not paying attention.

Li Tingyun took back his hand and shook his head: "It still doesn't work."

They had already walked around the altar. Due to their status as demon cultivators, the demon soldiers guarding them did not pay much attention to them.

At most, I sometimes feel that these two people are neurotic.

Some of them are very polite to them, although their politeness makes people feel bad.

Fortunately, with the help of the Sword of Chaos, the two of them were enveloped in a very obvious layer of demonic aura.

It is enough to dispel the suspicion of most demons.

After all, those hypocritical righteous monks would not have such strong demonic aura in their bodies.

Thinking of this, Li Tingyun couldn't help but glance at Gu Xia who was hidden under the cloak.

This guy is so clever. In order to prevent others from seeing obvious flaws in her appearance, she even added a few layers of height-increasing insoles to herself.

Now standing side by side with Li Tingyun, the two of them were finally on the same level.

"That sword of yours has an unusual origin." He said casually.

Gu Xia's answer was also very casual: "You may not believe it, but actually it was me who took the initiative to touch the sword."

Li Tingyun choked for a moment: "What's your name?" He remembered that the spiritual swords of the sword cultivators from other sects should all have names, and some of them had top-quality spiritual swords in their hands. It could be said that they were already theirs. The natal sword.

Gu Xia: "...Eh?"

Does the sword have a name?

Then why doesn't she have a sword? !

If the current situation didn't allow it, she really planned to take out the sword hanging from her waist and play with it.

Speaking of which, she had heard the voice of the sword spirit when her consciousness connected before, but she hadn't felt any reaction for a long time.

Didn't you send it?

Li Tingyun rarely saw such a troubled expression on her face, and he understood instantly.

Yes, asking is in vain.

He knew that this guy was not very reliable, but he didn't expect him to be so unreliable? !

Who is a good swordsman who has been with his natal sword for so long and still doesn’t have a name?

Scumbag!

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