Just thinking about it, he saw Qian Ruohua take out a leather bag from his arms, but it was the size of a palm, but Han Yiming had already seen that the skin bag was covered with handwriting, and the moment he took it out, the skin bag was also wrapped in a layer of Yin Yunqi, but it was dispersed in a moment. Yu Weiyou stared at the leather bag fiercely, and did not make a sound, Qian Ruohua had already pulled out the wooden cork on the leather bag, and when he pulled out the plug, Han Yiming had already seen a bright light flashing at the mouth of the plug. This must be some kind of treasure of Pingbo again, although Han Yiming didn't know what kind of treasure this was, but he also saw that this skin bag was very old, Qian Ruohua put it in his arms, and he took it out at this time, and it would never be an idle thing. Sure enough, Yu Weiyou's face sank, and he said: "You took out this lock spirit pot, do you want to attack me?" Qian Ruohua smiled: "How can there be such a thing, the seniors have too many hearts, just rely on a few of us to do this, do you still want to do it with the seniors? The seniors can send us away casually." Besides, how can we do it to our predecessors, that is too disrespectful. Yu Weiyou said coldly: "Then what are your plans to take out this thing?" He was extremely handsome, but at this time, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were dyed with a hideous color, and he was indescribably evil. Qian Ruohua still smiled so unhurriedly: "The seniors have too many hearts, we just look at it here, it seems that we can collect some heaven and earth aura, sun and moon essence, and want to collect some and bring them back." Yu Weiyou was very dissatisfied, but he couldn't find anything wrong. Just stand by and watch.

Qian Ruohua didn't care very much, took the lock spirit pot in his left hand, held the spell in his right hand, moved his lips slightly, and cast a spell. After a while, he withdrew his hand, and the lock spirit pot floated in the air, a character flashed, and the characters on the pot flashed, and after a while, the mouth of the pot lit up, Han Yiming's eyes were sharp, and after seeing a spiritual light, the spiritual energy on the ground had surged and churned, and slowly rose up. Yu Weiyou's face tightened, he was also determined to obtain this aura, even Han Yiming was a little uncontrollable, and glanced at the spirit core. The spirit core didn't know what it was for, and it didn't care. At this time, she was holding the Zini Sword in her hand to take a closer look, the Zini Sword was in her hand, the purple qi was rising, faintly transparent, and very gorgeous. Han Yiming didn't know what this sword was made of at this time, but he knew that it must not be gold and iron. In the past, there were many such swords on the Spirit Mountain, Han Yiming still remembered that when he was looking for a sword, the swords he saw had a black sword, which was extremely delicate and trembled gently, and it was definitely not made of gold and iron. It seems that every sword on the Spirit Mountain has a past behind it. Then this lock spirit pot is the same, with an unknown past, maybe it is still a strange and wonderful story. Just as I was thinking about it, I saw a circle of spiritual light flashing around the mouth of the lock spirit pot, and the aura from the ground had escaped from the ground and overflowed towards the mouth of the lock spirit pot.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed on Yu Weiyou's back, Han Yiming hurriedly looked at him, this was unbelievable, Yu Weiyou's eyes on his back were opened, all eyes were looking at the aura escaping from the ground, and the eyes on his face were also staring at the aura that was scorching. Han Yiming took a closer look, Yu Weiyou's left hand was in the sleeve, and he had already made a gesture, ready to go.

The aura slowly walked towards the lock spirit pot, and in the aura, Han Yiming had already seen something strange, as if something was conflicting left and right, and wanted to penetrate the aura to come out. Han Yiming knew very little about these strange techniques. Fortunately, I have been practicing for a few days, but I don't know it, and I understand half of it in my heart when I look at it. Looking at Yu Weiyou again, he also looked extremely vigilant, staring at the aura with burning eyes. Han Yiming saw that there was a slight light on his back, and when he looked at it again, all the eyes on his back were staring at the aura, and he almost stretched out his hand in his gaze. Suddenly, a flash of light, a round axe appeared out of thin air, Han Yiming knew that it was Yu Weiyou's magic weapon, he and this round axe was not the first time to face each other, Yu Weiyou showed his blade, he was going to grab it!

Qian Ruohua obviously knew, but just glanced at him, his eyes turned to the lock spirit pot, and his lips still couldn't move. On a whim, Han Yiming held his breath and wanted to hear what Qian Ruohua was reading. It's okay not to listen to it, but when you hear it, you can't hear it clearly! This is really too strange, Han Yiming has never understood anything, and there is nothing in this world that he can't understand. But what Qian Ruohua reads, he really can't hear clearly, let alone understand. Qian Ruohua's mouth read, every word is not clear and clear, very vague. However, Han Yiming knew that when casting a spell, the spell must be pronounced clearly, if it is not clear and unclear, I am afraid that the spell will be completely useless. But listening to Qian Ruohua's reading, every word was not clear, and he could only hear a few words that he could understand, Han Yiming listened carefully for a moment, and it was all the same, knowing that this was not Qian Ruohua's ambiguity, but his mantra was like this. Maybe it's to prevent others from listening.

The light of the spout of the lock spirit pot flowed, getting brighter and brighter, and the spiritual energy slowly seeped out from the ground, and a huge mass, no matter how you look at it, was a huge mass, surging to the mouth of the pot and flowing into the lock spirit pot. Qian Ruohua only looked at the lock spirit pot with both eyes, and didn't look at the people around him. Yu Weiyou's round axe fluttered around him up and down, left and right, Qian Ruohua's fellow disciples around him had surrounded Qian Ruohua in it, Han Yiming didn't understand, and he also saw that they were all defensive, so he surrounded Qian Ruohua, as long as Yu Weiyou made a slight move, he would fight.

Yu Weiyou also stood silently, a round axe fluttering around him, his long hair, fluttering in the night wind, was also very vigilant. After a stalemate for a while, the Lock Spirit Pot had already sucked half of the spiritual energy into it. Han Yiming took a closer look, this lock spirit pot was not slow to absorb spiritual energy, but this spiritual energy was too big, so it was not very quick to suck it clean. Suddenly, there was another round axe beside Yu Weiyou, Han Yiming kept staring at them, and at this time, there was an extra round axe beside Yu Weiyou, and he saw it almost immediately. This round axe is exactly the same as the previous one, Han Yiming looked at it carefully, it was not an illusion, but really an extra round axe, and this round axe rotated gently, with a cold light on the edge of the blade. A smile bloomed on Yu Weiyou's face, his face was perfect, this smile deserved the word Allure. It's just that he can't say it's evil, Han Yiming just can't defeat him, if there was this way, he would have done it a long time ago. Yu Weiyou himself is a very evil cultivator, and the blood on his hands will not be less, Han Yiming hates Pingbo to the core, but he is full of thoughts about fighting him to the end. This evil man, only when he beat him so that he couldn't raise his head and couldn't turn over, did he really have a bad breath, and his hatred was not just as simple as killing, it was really hatred, killing him couldn't calm his heart at all, only to beat him so hard that he couldn't turn over, and looked down on the enemy's pleasure, in order to offset the deep hatred in his heart. And this Yu Weiyou is different, he is another kind of hatred, this hatred is also very strong, but as long as you kill him, it will disappear, as long as you know the way to kill him, Han Yiming will do it immediately. But this is the method, he doesn't know.

Suddenly, a burst of breath came out of Yu Weiyou's body, and under the deep dark night, this breath was also dark black, as if a puff of black smoke was diffusing from his body, slowly enveloping him, but his unusually handsome face, in this black smoke, was still very clear.

Lingxin said: "He has a lot of resentment, and now it is all emanating." Han Yiming was blessed for a while, and said: "Senior sister, what do you mean by this, the spiritual power in his body is related to the resentment in his body?" Lingxin said: "I can't say this well, but senior brother, don't you think he makes people very uncomfortable at this moment?" Han Yiming shook his head and said: "I already hated him, but I didn't feel any discomfort." Lingxin said: "Ah, that's because senior brother, you are in my enchantment, and his resentment can't penetrate through." But I felt very uncomfortable. Han Yiming said: "How uncomfortable? But it will be harmful to you? Don't fall for his plot, or we will close the enchantment, I will not be afraid of him." Lingxin said: "Senior brother is too worried, I still have the spiritual power of Lingwu to borrow, no matter how big his grievance is, Lingwu's spiritual power can be handled." We can't go out at this time, they are already going to do it, and as soon as we get out, they may attack us together. Han Yiming couldn't help but be a little surprised when she heard the spirit core say this, the spirit core is also a spirit flower, and she may not understand the truth that the snipe and the clam compete for the benefit of the fisherman, but she can see it clearly. Lingxin is really not very similar to the two uncles. Bai Ying has always been quiet, not much to say, concentrating on practice, Han Yiming only knows that this uncle is detached, but he doesn't know that she can know the difficulties of the world, and Uncle Zisheng, although he is sophistication in cultivating human feelings, but he was secretly calculated by Pingbo, so he told Han Yiming that she didn't know that the world was difficult and dangerous.

Since the spirit core could bear the grievance, Han Yiming also said: "Okay, thank you for your hard work, let's see that they fight first, they must fight." We'll do that after that. Lingxin said: "Okay, senior brother, what you say is good, we will do it." Han Yiming said: "Disciples of Pingbo, I am not afraid at all. Although I don't know what the benefits of them doing this are, but with this Lock Spirit Pot, this spiritual power must be what Pingbo wants. Lingxin said: "That's not just a ball of aura, senior brother, it's a few things, I can only see that it's a few things, but I can't understand what they are." It seems that my knowledge is still shallow. It's just that, senior brother, I don't think they may be able to win against that demon. ”