Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

Liuguang sneered at the words: "Carrion birds are cruel and violent. They can neither be used as spirit beasts nor as servants, nor can they be tamed. They only have the most primitive bloodlust and killing in their hearts!"

He glanced at him casually, then suddenly reached out and pulled the chain that connected the Horcrux to Liuguang.

Liuguang was pulled by her, staggered, and fell to his knees with a thud.

Ren Yi chuckled: "Aren't you also quite cruel and violent? Aren't you being led around by me now?"

Liuguang was stunned for a moment, and when he reacted his eyes were spitting fire with anger.

The carrion bird had already flown close to them. It gathered its wings in front of its chest and suddenly spread them out. Its densely packed feathers shot towards the three people like steel needles.

Shu Yuan flashed in front of Ren Yi and raised his hand to release a barrier to cover Ren Yi and him.

Pointing at the largest and strongest red bird, he said:

"Cut off its head."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shu Yuan's sword flew out in a spin.

The long sword drew an arc in the air, and the head of the carrion bird was thrown high into the air.

The headless body suddenly lost control and fell to the ground with a thud.

Ren Yi nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, kill the others."

Suddenly, screams rang out in the air, and corpse birds fell to the ground with thumps.

He casually extended his right hand toward the decapitated carrion bird.

[Nine-thread Soul Binding Technique]

Golden threads shot out from the slender fingertips and penetrated into the body of the corpse bird.

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Yangling is the largest town in the south of the human race.

The two largest immortal gates of the human race are nearby, not only protecting Yangling, but also bringing great fame to Yangling.

There are many monks coming and going here, from all races.

The owner of the tea stall at the city gate stood staring blankly into the air with his hands in his pockets.

The servant came up and looked at him strangely.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

"That's strange. Do you think that a carrion bird can be tamed and ridden?"

The servant chuckled, "That's harder than my dad giving birth!"

The boss continued to ask: "What about the headless carrion bird?"

The servant looked strange: "That's impossible."

The boss pointed into the air and the servant slowly turned his head and looked over there.

In mid-air, a headless corpse bird flapped its wings and flew high, steadily holding up a woman in black behind it.

The carrion birds slowly landed at the door of their tea stall.

The woman had an ordinary appearance and was dressed very simply. More importantly, her aura was very weak, and at first glance, one would have thought she was an ordinary human.

Of course, all this would be if she hadn't come riding a headless carrion bird.

The moment the woman jumped off the carrion bird, it fell to the ground with a bang and died.

The boss and the servant all shuddered.

Just as he was beginning to feel wary and fearful of the woman, he suddenly saw her casually reach out and pull a yellow, translucent figure behind her towards him, as if she was walking a dog.

That is... a person's soul!

The soul was pulled by a yellow line and staggered to the woman with a face full of resentment.

Another man in blue came to the gate and sat directly opposite the woman.

"You are quite fast, just a little slower than the carrion bird."

The man said nothing, but turned around and motioned for the servant to pour tea.

The woman also turned around and waved to them with a smile: "Waiter, bring me a pot of tea."

Seeing this scene, the wariness and fear in the eyes of the servant and the boss disappeared.

Are you kidding? A monk with such ability is so kind to them, which means he must have no feelings towards them.

Otherwise, they don’t know how the brain is divided.

The waiter attentively poured tea for the two of them and asked tentatively, "This... soul monk, would you like anything?"

Ren Yi took a gulp of tea and said, "It's fine if he just drinks northwest wind."

The waiter covered his mouth and retreated.

"Waiter, bring me a pot of tea!"

The three human monks walked to the table next to them with three staggering steps, sat down and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"How long will it take to find this? My legs are going to be broken!"

The monk in white complained, "Where on earth do you think the demon saint could be?"

"Stop talking..." The blue-robed monk looked sullen, "I flew for seven days in the forest on the magic sword without sleep, and now I vomit as soon as I land. Everything seems to be shaking."

The red monk also sighed:

"It took more than a thousand monks seven days of non-stop searching to finish one-fifth of the southern part. It will probably take another month or two."

"What?" The monks in blue and white all leaned on the table and retched. "My dear mother, come!"

The red-robed monk grabbed the table with both hands and managed to stop himself from swaying.

"We can't help it. The Demon Saint saved all the people who participated in the Heavenly Demon Martial Arts Competition, but she disappeared in the human territory in the end. Those high-level monks urged our Human Emperor three times a day to find out the whereabouts of the Saint."

"The Human Emperor pushed left and right, and he's running out of words."

Ren Yi heard this, turned around and looked at the few people and asked loudly:

"Didn't the Demon Saint disappear in the ruins? How did she save the other monks who participated in the martial arts competition?"

The red-robed monk complained, "My friend, your news is delayed!"

"During the last round of the martial arts competition, a group of vengeful spirits suddenly appeared, and many monks were killed. The Saint led everyone to break the barrier of the ruins, disregarding life and death, and rushed in to save the monks of the Heavenly and Demonic tribes."

"Yes, the Saint of the Demon Clan used her own life to exchange for the cultivators of both clans, not just the Demon Clan. This is truly a great cause!"

"After the remaining monks came out, Prince Wan of the Demon Clan led his troops to rebel again."

"He not only brought a large number of demon soldiers and monsters, but also ambushed a bunch of ancient magic arrays. In order to open the barrier, the other cultivators' magic and spiritual power are just exhausted!"

Ask any question: "And then?"

"The Saint had a plan in mind. She had already arranged for his guards to hold Prince Liuguang's body as a threat, which resolved the crisis."

"It's just that it seems that Prince Liuguang can't be saved. Prince Wan has now surrounded Youhuang Palace, ready for a fight to the death!"

The hand holding the tea stopped.