The machine spirit is the machine spirit, even if you have the same spiritual sense as a human, you can't have the same cunning as a human.

After booby-trapping and killing the Mu Ding Piece Instrument Spirit, Ye Lingyue was also exhausted, especially since the Wood Ding Piece Machine Spirit had also sucked a lot of her flesh and blood, and her face at the moment was no different from a blank piece of paper.

Ye Lingyue didn't even have the extra strength to digest and absorb the power of the Five Elements Wood that had just been refined.

Her body was weak and staggering, and she was about to fall to the ground, and a pair of arms hugged her tightly.

The eyes that entered the witch were heavy, and the eyes were arrogant and cold.

Ye Lingyue was in a trance, as if she saw a flash of worry in his eyes.

Heh~ How could it be, she must have read it wrong.

The ghost emperor who kills people without blinking, how can he worry about her.

"What the hell is going on, those rattans, and that piece of tripod ......" Wu Zhong had a thousand words, and wanted to question Ye Lingyue, but seeing Ye Lingyue's dying appearance, these doubts became irrelevant.

"If you leave here, Yin Zhongtian will collapse. ”

The Yin Zhongtian in this piece of Nirvana Ding was originally built with the Wood Ding Piece as the core, and after it was refined by Ye Lingyue, this space would soon collapse.

The cave began to shake, and the stones on the mountain wall kept falling, and within a quarter of an hour the whole cave would collapse.

Wu Zhong stared at Ye Lingyue and hugged her up.

"Wait, the coffin. ”

Although Ye Lingyue's whole body was weak and she couldn't even lift a finger, she still looked pitiful, staring at the empty crystal coffin on the ground.

“......”

Wu Chong really wanted to strangle Ye Lingyue to death.

The saying that people die for wealth and birds die for food is said to be people like Ye Lingyue.

He stretched his face and threw Ye Lingyue into the coffin very rudely.

"Wu Chong, you dare to throw me in the coffin!"

Unlucky, she didn't want to use this coffin that had been lying in charge of Taiyi for thousands of years.

A moment earlier, Ye Lingyue, who still felt that Wu Chong was not so bad, was angry again.

If it weren't for the weakness and tightness she was at this moment, she would have poked a hundred and eighty holes in this foul-tempered and domineering man with her little immeasurable fingers.

"Shut up, if you say one more word, Lao Tzu will dig a pit for you and bury you alive with this coffin. ”

Wu Zhong was full of resentment, this heartless woman was only thinking about the coffin.

God knows how nervous he was when he couldn't see her.

As soon as she heard the words "buried alive", Ye Lingyue immediately quieted down, the ghost knew if this moody man would really bury her.

The changes that happened in the heavens in India and China, and the people outside Taiyi Secret still didn't know about it.

They didn't even know that the Wood Ding Piece Artifact, which was regarded as an artifact of the Taiyi Sect's Zhen Sect, had actually been refined by Ye Lingyue.

In the secret realm of Taiyi, Bo Qing, He Boss and others, after days of chasing, finally relied on the help of Xiao Wuya to find the location of Nirvana Ding and the whereabouts of everyone in the underground Yan Palace.

But a few people in the underground hall have strange whereabouts, and they have been tracked several times, but they have escaped several times.

It was only after chasing them to the mountain gate of the Taiyi faction, near the exit of the Sword Solving Pool, that Bo Qing and Boss He and others successfully intercepted the people of the underground Yan Hall again.

"Hand over the Nirvana Ding. ”

Bo Qing stood in the air, and the Beidou Yuan Ling beside him was wrapped with silk threads, like a group of snakes dancing wildly, coiling around him.

The red robe, hunting in the wind, jade skin and red lips, lining the thin affection is even more enchanting.

"What are you to dare to talk to this seat like this? The awe-inspiring male voice seemed to come from nine days away.

When they heard the male voice, several people in the underground Yan Hall were inexplicably surprised.

"Lord Ghost Emperor!"

The little squeak suddenly screamed, and jumped up with an arrow.

I only heard the thunder of Nirvana.

Wu Zhong was naked, standing in the air, he was still holding a coffin in his hand, and with the other hand, he grabbed Xiao Squeak who wanted to run away.

In the daylight, the man appeared out of thin air like a god.

Stand against the affection.

Bo Qing's pupils shrank, and he saw clearly this rumored man, as soon as he stomped his feet, the underworld forces in the mainland would tremble.

Beeswaxy skin, every muscle is perfectly conlined, amber pupils.

Under the golden mask, the nose is like a mountain, straight and straight, and the thin lips of light cherry color outline the sexy and cool lip shape.

Long inky hair, arrogant and wanton flying in the wind, tattered clothes, but not a little embarrassed.

Especially when he saw Wu Chong's strong and lean muscles, Bo Qing instantly felt a sense of depression.

This is a terrible man who exudes the aura of a king just by standing.

Seeing Wu Chong appear, several people in the underground Yan Hall worshipped, and in their eyes, Wu Chong was their god.

Boss He, Flame Lady and the others didn't dare to say anything, as if someone had choked their throats all at once.

Only with affection, not kneeling or worshipping, he is like a thorny rose, holding each other against Wu Chong.

"Squeak (cry)"

Xiao Squeak really wants to cry without tears, why is it so decrepit and always falls into the hands of this terrible man.

Why, Wu Zhong was the only one who found that the Hong Thirteen he was thinking about did not appear together.

"Thirteen, why are you alone, where did you hide Thirteen. ”

"Thirteen?"

Although he knew that Hong Shisan was just Ye Lingyue's pseudonym, Wu Chong felt very unhappy when he heard a sissy mouth chanting the name of the woman he fancied so affectionately.

He suddenly had an evil thought.

"She's in a coffin. ”

In a coffin?

The eyes of Boss He and Elder Flame were focused on the coffin in Wu Chong's hand.

Little Squeak Yo and Little Wuya were also stunned.

Especially Xiao Squeak, it looked at the coffin, how to look at it felt a little weird.

His expression instantly changed from surprise to grief and indignation, and then to despair, and he rushed forward angrily.

"He's dead!How could he die, it's you, it's you who killed him!" Bo Qing roared, despair and grief hovered around him, and a force swirled around him.

When he saw that Yuan Force, Wu Chong snorted coldly.

It seems that this Demon Sect's gentleman still has some strength.

Bo Qing took one step, and his fists slammed into Bo Qing.

The fists fell, Wu Chong's eyes darkened, and a yuan force burst out of his body, which bounced back from Bo Qingsheng.

"Without the protection of the Spirit Treasure and the Ruthless Sect, you are nothing more than a useless waste. Wu Chong's cold words were thrown out, and Bo Qing's body was completely struck, but he had no choice, just because his strength was not as good as Wu Chong.

"Young Sect Master, you are not his opponent. The old lady of the flame saw that something was wrong, and she controlled her feelings, for fear that he would do any more to send him to death.