"Tsk, it's not just a broken bamboo tube, it's really a treasure. "Zuo Jun thinks it's funny, this guy has a bit of a weird fetish, such as liking women's underwear.

The left army jumped down the idol and sat cross-legged on the tattered futon. Close your eyes and recuperate, slowly transfer the Xuanhuang Qi of the dantian, and slowly run to the veins around your body.

He wanted to try his second cultivation in a day, although his cultivation speed was already amazing, and he had advanced to the extreme of the yellow rank in just a few days, but Zuo Jun was not satisfied, he wanted to be faster.

After the Xuanhuang Qi had been running in the veins for several weeks, two hours had passed, but there was no progress in cultivation, and Zuo Jun walked out of the temple in a melancholy manner.

At this moment, the moon and stars are scarce, and the black magpie flies south. The mass grave is gloomy, and a female ghost wanders and shuttles among the lonely graves.

Although Jiang Qianqian was taken away by Jiang Yue, it does not mean that she is necessarily safe, at least the old woman who escaped is an irregular **, just in case, the left army prepared a peachwood sword in advance, and increased the level of the female ghost as much as possible.

Suddenly, Zuo Jun saw two ghostly figures coming quickly in the low woods in the distance, one red and one white could be identified by the moonlight.

"That's?" the left army tried his best to suppress the restless Xuanhuang Qi in the dantian and calm it down.

Zuo Jun knew that those who dared to come to such a place in the middle of the night were by no means idle. So he secretly raised his vigilance.

It seemed that after only three or five breaths, two white and red figures appeared in front of Zuo Jun's eyes.

One was dressed in a white robe, skinny. The other was dressed in a red robe, his face could not be seen clearly, and the robe flew in the wind, revealing two white bone legs under the red robe.

"Lanruo Temple, I'm finally here. The Red Devil looked up at the tattered plaque at the door, his voice cold, like a devil.

"Hoo ......"

At this time, I saw that the white devil suddenly blew a breath towards the plaque, and the tattered plaque that said Lanruo Temple suddenly weathered, turned into powder, and was blown away by a wisp of yin wind.

Zuo Jun was suddenly frightened, because it was just the hand that the white-robed man inadvertently revealed, he was ashamed of himself, Zuo Jun assessed the strength realm of this person in his heart, and conservatively estimated that in the late stage of the Xuan level, or even the ground level, this is definitely not the master he can provoke, let alone the two.

"Stinky loach, don't come back at this time. Zuo Jun muttered in his heart, and he tried his best to suppress the restless Xuanhuang Qi.

The Xuanhuang Qi is the Qi of Heaven and Earth to the Yang, which is born from Heaven and Earth, so it will be restless and even automatically wiped out when it encounters evil things.

Therefore, Zuo Jun believes that incompetence is his own Xuanhuang Qi or Xiaolong cannot be discovered by these two demons at this time, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

Zuo Jun's face was ugly, he wanted to leave here, but he didn't dare, so he had to stand in place, but Zuo Jun was by no means a person who sat still and resigned himself to fate, his hand had been quietly placed on the peachwood sword, as long as there was danger, he would take out the sword as soon as possible, even if it could only fight for a second of escape time.

"Big brother, that old thing doesn't seem to be in there. The Red Devils said.

"Hmph, the old immortal ran very fast, go in and search for cheats. The White Devil said.

Sou......

The Red Devil figure was like the wind, and he immediately entered, rummaging through the cabinets.

Suddenly, the white devil turned his head to look at Zuo Jun, the black hole's eye socket had no flesh and skin, and it couldn't see the depth clearly, it was like a black hole, inhaling the moonlight.

"It turned out to be just a yellow-level mage who could raise ghosts. The White Devil looked at the female ghost who was still wandering and said contemptuously.

Zuo Jun didn't say anything, he knew that he must not talk too much at this time, otherwise he was likely to be regarded as disrespectful by the other party, Zuo Jun made his expression show awe as much as possible, catering to the other party's psychology.

"Boy, have you seen a bearded old man here? The White Devil took a step forward and asked as he stared at Zuo Jun.

The left army clenched the hilt of the peachwood sword, this is the master's enemy, that is his own enemy. It is the master they killed, I want to kill them to avenge the master, Zuo Jun has an impulse in his heart, he wants to draw his sword and kill the other party immediately.

But the disparity in strength was too great, and he had to endure it.

"Boy, what about you, have you seen the bearded old man" The white devil saw that Zuo Jun was distracted, and asked sharply again, but at the same time, he also noticed the peachwood sword on Zuo Jun's waist.

"What's that, take it out. The White Devil reached out and asked.

Zuo Jun's heart trembled, and then he took a step back, clenching the hilt of his sword as if he was about to draw his sword.

"The texture of this sword is ordinary, and there is nothing strange about it, presumably he should not be able to see the clues. Zuo Jun's heart was quickly calculating, he took off the peachwood sword and presented it in front of the White Devil's eyes.

"Hmph, no taste, no grade, not even a toy. Give it back to you. After studying it for a long time, the white devil knocked the peachwood sword to the ground in disappointment.

The left army bent down to pick it up, neither humble nor arrogant.

Dusting off the sword body and stuffing it back into the belt, as Zuo Jun expected, although this demon has a high cultivation, he doesn't know the peachwood sword.

"Hahaha, a tattered wooden sword is really a treasure, and it's almost the same as a burning stick when you take it back. The Red Devil sneered, pinched Zuo Jun's face and said, "Say, have you seen the bearded old man, he lives here." ”

"See, he's dead, and that's his grave, and I buried it with my own hands. Zuo Jun pointed to a new grave not far away.

"Dead? He has lived for five hundred years, how can he die so easily, the kid dares to lie to me. The white devil grabbed Zuo Jun's throat and roared, it seems that he has been greatly stimulated, even if you are unparalleled in the world, the world is still a pile of white bones after all.

"The grave is there, you see. Zuo Jun squeezed out a sentence from his throat with all his might, and his white face turned red.

"Hmph, if you dare to lie to me, I'll skin you. The White Devil actually threw the left army on top of a grave beside him. Then he strode towards Yan Chixia's grave.

Zuo Jun supported his body with his arms, slowly got up from the grave, and looked at the back of the white devil in front of him, his eyes were cold, like an out-of-body sword.

A murderous heart is out of control from the moment it is born.

I saw that the left army drew its sword impressively, cut through its fingertips, and smeared the blade with blood.

Airplanes......

The blade of the sword was cold, and it made an inaudible humming sound, as if in response to its master.

The left army raised his sword and followed step by step, getting closer and closer to the white devil.

The white devil walked to the grave, his eyes were cold, staring at the grave, and he gathered magic power all around him and struck it out with one palm.

Rumble......

The grave exploded and the earth was scattered.

A cold corpse appeared in front of the White Devil's eyes.

"Hahaha...... Yan Chixia, even if you have cultivated to be unique in the world and lived for five hundred years, so what, in the end, you were not stubborn by me and turned into dust. The white devil looked up to the sky and roared, laughing softly, but with a sense of sorrow.

"Master, I'm sorry that the apprentice was incompetent and let this man pout your grave, but he will be buried for you soon. Zuo Jun stared at the cold corpse in the tomb with tears in his eyes, flying sand and stones broke his face, and blood flowed out but he didn't know the pain.

"Hey, look, Yan Chixia sat up, he didn't die. The left army suddenly activated the Xuanhuang Qi in his body, and the sound broke through the sky.

"Huh?" The white devil was suddenly shocked, and subconsciously retreated extremely quickly, directly closing the distance from the left army.

"It's now, it's a matter of success or failure. Zuo Jun raised his sword, jumped up, and the long sword broke through the air, stabbing directly into the heart of the white devil in front of him.