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"Ghost Rakshasa ?" Several old men were comforted, their anxious expressions eased, and then they chewed on those four words, frowning. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

And when the elders found out the origin of the ghost yin, because the Nine Shadows Mirror was ineffective, they didn't know that changes had also taken place in the Nine Shadows Ladder.

"Bang, knock.. Boom!"

The direct collision of the flesh exploded in the void, and a white shadow flew upside down, landing on the two people not far from the knees, and nearly ten figures attacked the emaciated young man in the middle one after another, but they went fast and retreated faster, just by looking at their faces, the nearly ten figures who rushed away were beaten back, their faces became pale, although they did not vomit blood, but the painful expressions on their faces showed their discomfort.

"Hmph, some garbage won't save you. The ghost's gloomy voice sounded, and he looked at the nearly ten figures with disdain, Zuo Hao, the genius of the fairy clan, and Mei Zhenhai were recovering, and they had made a second move with them after they knew that the ghost yin was a demon, and they were all defeated.

The best record is Zuo Hao, who fought with Ghost Yin for half an hour, but was still defeated and seriously injured, although Ghost Yin also suffered some injuries! This is too terrifying, you must know that Zuo Hao has the blood of a dragon in his body, and he has even awakened forty percent, and the ordinary seventh-order consummation outside is not necessarily his opponent, but in the hands of Ghost Yin, he only lasted for half an hour.

Then Mei Zhenhai and the geniuses of the fairy clan did not move forward, they were born in a big force, and vaguely knew some news of the demons, and then Mei Zhenhai fought with the ghost yin, and in only three quarters of an hour, vomiting blood and defeated.

The geniuses of the fairy clan have always been very mysterious, and both men and women do not know about them, but in the battle with the ghost yin, the white mist dispersed, and there was a stunning light in everyone's eyes.

The genius of the fairy clan turned out to be a woman, and she had the appearance of a sinking fish and a wild goose, the appearance of a shy flower in the closed moon, her face was delicate like a rag doll, her skin was snow-white, and she was dressed in a white dress, like a sacrosanct fairy, somehow, she came to the mortal world.

In the obsessive eyes of some people, she started a big battle with the ghost yin, the bloody evil qi and the white mang, unexpectedly, although this woman was defeated, but it was enough to hinder the ghost yin for an hour, but unlike Zuo Hao, she did not cause any injuries to the ghost yin, just dragged it.

But at this moment, she couldn't hold on anymore, and the fairy spirit woman's face was also pale, and even her white pupils were a little dim, losing the spirituality of the past.

"Why is he so terrifying? I'm afraid his combat power can be compared to some old seventh-order perfections, and they are all old monsters who dare not enter the sainthood. "The nearly ten figures that were repulsed included the Ninety-Five Clan Brothers, Mei Zhenlu, Shui Wuye, and some geniuses of medium-sized forces such as Huo Lian, Wuzi, etc. The Ninety-Five Realm Proud showed a shocked expression, an expression of disbelief.

"What should I do now? Those two are also recovering, but it seems to be a little too late!" Mei Zhenlu had a calm face and looked at the bottom of the ghost yin, where there were also two figures, but for some reason the ghost yin did not attack them, and even at the beginning, it was not Zuo Hao who found him, but the other way around, he first found Zuo Hao and disabled him, and then was resisted by Mei Zhenhai and the fairy spirit woman, as if he had some deep hatred with Zuo Hao.

The two figures below are naturally Xia Xin and the burly young man. Since their brief encounter, they have lost the strength to fight again, and they have entrenched themselves on the ladder, recovering their strength and healing their wounds.

They weren't unaware of the ghost yin's actions, but they hadn't fully recovered at this time, and they couldn't stop it for long if they rushed forward. And when they were healing, they realized that something was wrong, much slower than before, and it seemed that a rule was preventing them from recovering.

"From the moment I came in, I felt that something was wrong here. Xia Xin recalled that he felt that if there were rules here, there should be two kinds of them, and if there were voices, there would be two, which was like...

"Dove occupies the magpie's nest?" Xia Xin's eyes flashed, and he understood a little, and then thought of the mass grave under the ice city, and suddenly this idea was reaffirmed a little.

"Then the voice that first let me in, judging from the expressions of the high-level figures of the temple, its owner should be a certain generation of temple powerhouses, and it may even be the strongest of its power.

But when I came in, I lost my voice, could it be my arrival... Caused some kind of change?" Xia Xin's thoughts changed, his thoughts were myriad, and he suddenly opened his eyes and lowered his head at this moment, and he heard a faint voice, which seemed to come from the endless abyss below.

"Run... Run..."The sound was choppy, indistinct, and even felt like an auditory hallucination.

Creepy was the only feeling Xia Xin had now, he didn't think he was hallucinating, because he had heard this voice, it was the ethereal voice that appeared outside the ice city, the person who claimed to have an old relationship with his master. But at this time, the voice was like a dying old man, and he couldn't say a word, how could he still be a little bit of the ethereal before.

Xia Xin's expression was solemn, he looked to the side, the burly young man was still healing, and he didn't seem to hear the faint sound. Then he gritted his teeth, stood up abruptly and took a step down, this move woke up the burly young man, and his face instantly became gloomy, he didn't expect that there was such a change above, this person still had the heart to grab the reward.

Not to mention whether you can immediately refine it and increase your combat power when you get it. He doesn't think so, he can defeat Zuo Hao, the genius of the Immortal Spirit Clan, Mei Zhenhai and others one after another, and the Ghost Yin is no longer a martial artist that the genius of this place can face alone.

And the reason why the burly young man has this idea is also for himself. After all, that ghost yin doesn't look like a good person no matter how you look at it, after cleaning up the people above, I'm afraid that it will soon be your turn, if you want to survive, you can only unite and fight with the strength of everyone...

Although I don't want to admit it, although I feel a little bitter in my heart, the fact is the truth, and the strength of the ghost yin is too much stronger than them.

But Xia Xin's thoughts are not like this. Now that he understands the situation, the Ghost Yin is probably just a pawn of some big people, playing a role here, for another voice, rule, or another creature to use here, in addition to the Heavenly Ice Temple Ancestor.

Now, the ghost yin was pointed out by Zuo Hao, so that it was exposed, obviously related to the dragon shadow, and after the blood spirit both collapsed, Zuo Hao recovered and pointed out that the ghost yin was a demon. But the people behind the ghost yin did not show up, is it enough for the ghost yin to be here?

Xia Xin's mind fluctuated, and his thoughts were a little swollen. And the reason why he wants to get the third realm blood qi reward is that one is an opportunity to become stronger, and the other is that he wants to feel it, this blood qi... What is it.

Xia Xin's body shook dramatically, as the last layer of the third realm, the majesty of the coercion here far exceeded the upper nine layers, and there was a tendency to superimpose. I finally recovered from a little bit of injury, and it recurred, even worse.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]

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