Chapter 347

Lord Bing Ling was stunned and said: "Regardless of the reason, it's good that you're not going for now."

Luo Tian smiled and said: "Never mind me, what about you? What are your plans for the future?"

Lord Bing Ling instantly became melancholy.

She looked around at the place where she had lived for three thousand years, and only after a long time did she say: "The evil spirit is dead, so I should leave too. I still have a few friends who haven't died, and I want to go out and find them."

Luo Tian wanted to say something again, but finally said: "Since that's the case, let's go together."

"Alright!" Lord Bing Ling nodded, and then she and Luo Tian left the place together.

When they stepped onto the shore, Luo Tian and Lord Bing Ling looked back at the same time, and then stepped into the Ten Thousand Demon Plains.

However, what the two didn't know was that just as they left the Sea of Yellow Springs...

A light lit up in the deepest part of the Sea of Yellow Springs.

Following that, a figure shrouded in blood mist emerged.

The figure looked at Luo Tian and subconsciously took a step forward.

But just at this moment...

Clatter!

A sound of chains rang out, and countless order chains emerged, firmly locking the figure in the blood mist, pressing him back into the bottom of the Sea of Yellow Springs, returning to calm.

Whoosh!

On the Ten Thousand Demon Plains, Luo Tian felt something and looked back in the direction of the blood mist.

"What are you looking at?" Lord Bing Ling asked curiously.

Luo Tian thought for a moment, shook his head, and said: "Nothing, it must have been an illusion."

After speaking, he turned and continued on his way.

On the other side, Ten Thousand Demon Plains, Blood Pool.

"Damn it, you guys from the Wuyou Xiangong are being too overbearing, aren't you?" Mo Sha of the Tianshuang Kingdom, covered in blood, said angrily.

Snap!

A folding fan opened, and a young man appeared with a smile on his face.

"That's right, my Wuyou Xiangong is overbearing, what can you do about it? I said, this blood pool belongs to our Wuyou Xiangong. No matter who it is, if you want to come in, you have to get past me first!" the young man said proudly.

"You..." Mo Sha was full of anger, but helpless.

He had just fought the opponent, but within three moves, he had been seriously injured.

In the Tianshuang Kingdom, he was a generation of heaven's pride.

But this was Mount Sumeru, and in front of the heaven's pride of the Tianyang Imperial Kingdom, he was simply not enough to look at.

"Hehe, Tianshuang Kingdom is just a vassal state, don't embarrass yourself here!"

"That's right, let alone you, everyone who came out of the Tianshuang Martial Arts Tournament is just trash!"

Behind him, the people of the Wuyou Xiangong laughed wantonly.

Mo Sha listened from the side, gritted his teeth fiercely, and said: "Kid, it's only because Luo Tian isn't here; otherwise, how could I let you be so arrogant?"

It was the first time Mo Sha had started to miss Luo Tian.

Opposite, the young man from the Wuyou Xiangong frowned and said: "Luo Tian? What kind of trash is that? If he dares to come, I'll still beat him until he learns to bark like a dog in front of me!"

As soon as the words fell, someone shouted: "Who is being so boastful here?"