Ji Tianxing's time is tight.
He did not dare to waste any time, and immediately began to practice in retreat, comprehending the second level of the sword of soul.
The secret room was silent, and time passed quietly.
One day, two days, three days... and soon five days passed.
For five days, he has been comprehending the exercises, groping how to condense the sword domain.
He deduced, comprehended and calculated thousands of times in his mind, and finally simulated the prototype of the sword domain, and vaguely touched the threshold of the sword domain.
As long as he is given another half a month, he can try to condense the Divine Thunder Sword Domain.
However, just as he was about to try, the voice of the little black dragon rang in his mind.
"Old Ji, we are about to reach the Xiao Clan soon."
Ji Tianxing woke up immediately, quickly ended his cultivation, and left the sword world.
"Huh!"
Guanghua flashed, he appeared on the back of the little black dragon.
He raised his eyes and looked ahead, and he saw the black quagmire all around, as if boundless.
Hundreds of miles ahead, there are two adjacent mounds standing in the dark mud pool.
The mound is not big, it is covered with dense forest and bushes.
That is the entrance of the Xiao clan, which is called the Twin Island by the Xiao clan.
Ji Tianxing frowned and looked at Twin Island, carefully observing the forest on the island and the quagmire surrounding Twin Island.
Fortunately, the twin islands are well preserved, and the forests on the island are still tidy and there are no signs of fighting.
The black quagmire around Twin Island is also as peaceful and dead as ever.
"It seems that the Demon Race powerhouse hasn't found here yet? I hope the disaster hasn't happened yet, I'm here in time..."
Ji Tianxing sighed in relief, praying silently in his heart.
After a while, he flew to the middle of Twin Island and took out a token from the space ring.
This is the identity token that Xiao Wentian gave him before he left the Xiao Clan, which can not only open the magic circle of the Xiao Clan's enchantment, but also give orders to all the Xiao Clan children.
Holding the token in hand, Ji Tianxing waved his right palm to hit the golden brilliance of Dao Dao, and displayed the secret method of the Dao Dao.
In the blink of an eye, a dazzling white light was lit up in the air, forming a wide light gate.
"Huh!"
Ji Tianxing crossed the light gate without hesitation and entered the Xiao Clan barrier.
In the next instant, he entered the Xiao Clan and saw a scene familiar to him.
At the foot is a vast grassland with waist-deep thatch, and the grass is full of various flowers and plants.
A hundred miles ahead, there is a towering mountain range, stretching thousands of miles away, like a brown dragon lying on the ground.
The sky was blue, with scattered white clouds floating, looking very quiet and lazy.
Seeing this scene, Ji Tianxing became more and more certain that the Xiao Clan had not yet suffered calamity.
He flew up into the sky, across the vast grassland, and flew towards the distant mountains.
On that majestic mountain range, there are several peaks, and magnificent palaces and houses have been built on the tops of the mountains, and many Xiao people live there.
Ji Tianxing was sighing in his heart. After a few months, he came to the Xiao Clan again. I wonder if the children of the Xiao Clan still remember him?
Suddenly, his spirit power detected that there were a few large pits remaining on the green grassland below.
In the deep pit that was hundreds of feet wide, dark red blood stains were faintly visible, and it seemed that there was a dark white color.
"this is……"
Ji Tianxing frowned and released his spirit power to investigate carefully, only to discover that there were more than a dozen corpses buried in the pit, all of which were complete skeletons!
A bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart, and his face became gloomy.
Continuing to fly forward, he saw deep pits and cracks everywhere on the vast grassland.
In some inconspicuous places, such as the mud of the deep pit, among the cluttered grass, dark red blood and bones are scattered.
"Oops, I am afraid something has happened to the Xiao Clan!"
Ji Tianxing's heart gradually tightened, and he speeded up and flew towards the mountains.
Before long, he flew over a mountain peak.
There is a huge manor on the top of the mountain, in which dozens of palaces and houses have been built.
Ji Tianxing knew that this was the residence of the brother of Sanjiazhuang, named Tingfengyuan.
When he first came to the Xiao Clan, he lived in this house.
At the beginning, this place was magnificent. Every gate and palace in the manor were guarded by guards with armor and swords.
However, when he looked down at Tingfeng Garden from the sky, he saw a shattered and messy ruin, as well as a shocking scene.
The magnificent palaces collapsed, turned into bricks and rubble on the floor, piled up on the broken beams and walls.
Countless houses and courtyards, as if they were trampled on by a behemoth, became fragmented.
The ground is covered with wide ravines, sunken pits, and piles of brick and wood ruins.
In the devastated ruins, dark red blood can be seen everywhere, scattered with many white bones.
Most of the bones are relatively well preserved, and they are still in their dying posture.
Some fled in panic, some desperately dodged, and some fought back.
But without exception, these Xiao Clan children died within a short period of time, and were drawn flesh and blood, with only one skeleton left.
Ji Tianxing didn't know the people in Sanfang, nor could he tell who the bones were.
However, he released the power of the soul and enveloped the mountain peaks in a radius of tens of miles. He searched the entire Tingfeng Garden, but he did not find a living person.
There was no sound from the huge ruins, and it was as silent as death, terrifying like purgatory.
All the signs in front of him indicated that the Xiao Clan had already been poisoned by the Demon Clan, and there was no one living in Tingfeng Garden!
"Damn! I'm still a step late after all!"
Ji Tianxing clenched his fists, his eyes were cold, and he murmured in a cold tone.
He didn't stay in Tingfeng Garden, and quickly flew up to the sky towards the adjacent mountain peak.
It didn't take long before he explored the mountain where the second house brother lived.
The situation was the same as that of Tingfengyuan, the entire palace building on the top of the mountain was completely destroyed, and the earth was fragmented.
Hundreds of bones were scattered among the messy ruins, and none of them survived.
Ji Tianxing's expression became more and more gloomy His eyes became colder, and the murderous aura all over his body was boiling.
He continued to fly to the third mountain, the fourth, the fifth...
A quarter of an hour later, Ji Tianxing flew back to the sky, looking down at the entire mountain range sharply as a sword.
This mountain range carrying the millennia of glory of the Xiao Clan is already completely unrecognizable, as tragic as purgatory on earth!
The entire Xiao Clan, the house brothers added up to a thousand people... all died!
The former prosperous, lively and noisy Xiao Clan was actually massacred by the Demon Clan, leaving no one alive!
Ji Tianxing was covered with a dark red murderous intent, his hands in his robe sleeves trembled secretly, his eyes were stained with blood.
"Devil Race! The Ancient Demon Emperor! Even if you bombard and kill you thousands of times, it will be difficult to dispel the hatred in my heart!"
Ji Tianxing gritted his teeth and gave a low voice, his voice was cold and cold, like a blade!