"Why did I make a deal with you?" the old man's eyes grew darker.

"You don't have a choice!" Qin Yang stepped forward and sneered: "Do you think that before, you trapped me here, and I couldn't deal with you?

Do you think I don't know that this is the place where you will give birth to your offspring, and that it is your stronghold?

You think I don't know, if I die here, the wisp of innate qi that I refine and integrate into my body will collapse and come out nine times out of ten, and then the breath will be pulled.

How can you wait for the soul conceived in death, how can you be the enemy, when Hongmeng is not opened, that wisp of innate qi born from the earth and containing the vitality of heaven and earth?

At that time, you will inevitably be wiped out under the sweep of the breath!

Qin Yang stepped forward step by step, the elder stepped back step by step, his eyes trembled, full of consternation, pointing at Qin Yang, his arm trembled for a long time, and he couldn't say a word.

Qin Yang took a light breath and eased his mood, and then lowered his voice.

"Actually, I know that you are disembodied spirits, and after death, they return to heaven and earth, and they are gone, and the corpses that have been possessed by you have been devoured by you have devoured the traces of their former existence, and it is difficult to find anything good nine times out of ten, and I don't have so much time to continue to spend with you, so after I came out, I didn't trouble you, it doesn't mean that I don't have the ability. ”

"As long as that bluehorn cow outside comes in, we can help you trap him. The elder was silent for a long time and spoke slowly.

"No, I'm going to kill him!" Qin Yang categorically refused, and then changed his words: "Since it is a transaction, I will naturally give you the benefits you need the most, mixed with a drop of my most refined true essence, there must be a trace of innate breath in it, others can't feel it, but you must be able to feel it clearly, even if this breath is weak, over time, you will incorporate its breath into your body one by one, and you will not fall into such an embarrassing situation in the future." ”

"This ......" The old man just wanted to refuse, but when he heard the words behind him, he immediately changed his words, and his eyes burst with light: "Deal!"

They are the spirits born in death, they are essentially death, and they are naturally opposed to vitality, and Qin Yang has that wisp of innate qi, which can be said to be the highest vitality in nature, and only a trace of qi can be implicated to make them fundamentally perish.

This has nothing to do with the strength that can be exerted, this is the ultimate innate restraint.

Qin Yang's drop is mixed with the essence and blood of the essence true yuan, even though the innate aura contained in it is extremely weak and insignificant, but for these spirits, it is the most suitable, they can adapt to this breath for many years, until finally, slowly absorb a trace and integrate it into their own body.

At that time, at least not, just existing in the same space, the air machine traction, will kill itself.

And now, only in the dream world of the dream tapir, this kind of qi traction can be completely cut off, or in other words, in the dream world, the qi traction can be directly set to be untenable.

Changing the rules of the world is the terrible thing about the dream world of the dream tapir, after all, it is a dream, everything is possible, it is false here, but it is also real, crossing the barrier between the two, this is the most terrible place.

That's why the guy with the head of the bluehorn came in.

Only here, it is possible to fight back and at the same time, you can know some things that you want to know.

After reaching a deal with the elder, Qin Yang didn't dwell on it too much, but immediately squeezed out a little essence blood, which was compatible with his most refined true yuan, and turned it into a small fingernail-sized, crystal clear purple-red crystal.

It's just that when the hands are rubbing, no one knows, the pickup skill is silently activated, and it is picked up again with the pickup skill.

Then it was then thrown to the elderly.

"This is a payment, and it was paid first. ”

The old man held the purple-red crystal, his eyes were full of excitement, his nose twitched, and he kept sniffing.

"Yes, although it is weak, it is just right, no matter how strong it is, we and other people will not be able to approach it at all, you can rest assured, as long as that person can come in, no matter how long it takes, we will be ready to send at any time." ”

The old man happily hugged the crystal and left, Qin Yang squinted his eyes and showed a hint of a smile.

It is true that paying first and then doing things can indeed mobilize enthusiasm, but who knows if these spirits will have any other thoughts, and it is necessary to keep a hand.

As long as they don't have bad intentions, this is naturally a fairest deal, and everyone is happy.

Just wait now, the greenhorn comes to the door.

Let's hope he's not too stupid and makes people wait too long......

......

Outside the desert mausoleum, the bluehorn cow showed its true body, forcibly pierced the mausoleum protection from a distance, and rushed here, only to find that Qin Yang had long since disappeared.

Staring at the golden statue, and the gate made of gold at the end, he roared angrily, and immediately revealed his true body, and the ox's hooves stepped on the sky, as if the whole desert was about to be crushed together.

In an instant, the wind stopped suddenly, the flying sand froze, and the eighteen golden statues raised their heads in unison, looking at the huge bull's hooves falling above their heads, revealing a smile that seemed to be sarcastic.

The bull's hooves engulf the general trend, as if the whole world was stepped under his feet, and all of them were smashed, such a great force, when it fell into the desert, it came to an abrupt end, as if someone had forcibly cut off the picture behind it, and everything froze there.

In the desert, the yellow sand overflowed, the golden wind was blowing, everything was the same as before, but the bluehorn ox retreated three steps in a row, and its thousand-foot-tall body almost fell into another mausoleum under these three steps.

"Boom ......"

At this time, I saw that around the desert, a circle of ripples turned into shock waves, and spread violently, and all the formations of the mausoleum were stimulated in the surrounding twenty or thirty miles.

Only the desert mausoleum has not been damaged at all, and it has not changed at all.

Even the golden statues that seemed to look up and laugh were restored to their original state.

The bluehorn cow gasped, his eyes were red, and two white breaths were in his nostrils, and he was snorting and snorting.

After a few breaths, the bluehorn cow slowly regained his senses in his eyes, suppressed his anger, shook his body, dispersed his true body, turned into a tall man, and walked into the desert.

"Where is this place, according to what the young master said, it is the so-called three holy sects of Huliang, and it is not as dangerous as here, with my strength, I fight to the death, showing a trace of real strength, unless I meet the three sect masters, otherwise there will be a way to live, even if it is a master who is weaker than the sect master, under the fight to the death, who lives and who dies is not necessarily......

In this way, the soldiers will be in danger and directly forcibly arrested, but here, even the young master has never expected it......

No wonder he can't find this Qin Yang, Qin Tian Baojian is useless, it turns out that he is hiding in such a Jedi, this son is really cunning as a fox, unexpected!"

The bluehorn cow had a solemn face and muttered to himself, and in the eyes of the big cow, the divine light was shining, looking at everything around him, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became.

There are three of them within thirty miles, and even if he sees it, he will feel frightened, and he can't help but have a warning in his heart that he will die if he trespasses.

The bluehorn cow didn't dare to forcibly break the formation, so he stepped forward to inspect, and only then did he see a storage bag half-buried in the golden gold under one of the golden statues......

On the other side, in the dream world, Qin Yang squatted with the elder man, holding his hands together, looking at the picture in a water mirror in front of him.

"He finally found ......" The old man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it was just an alien monster with the strength of the Lingtai, so kill it......

"The Sect Master and the others can't beat it, so you are still so crazy, you dare to appear like this, aren't you afraid of falling into a box?" Qin Yang sneered, and then his expression suddenly froze, and he counted with his fingers.

That's right, there are seven genuine sect masters who Lao Tzu was buried in one day! plus those with comparable strength, there are at least a dozen.

Can you still be afraid of this monster that even the sect master can't beat?