"Hahaha, hehehehe, this tear bead is really an extraordinary treasure, even if we smell its breath, it can improve our spiritual sense a lot!"

"That is, if anyone gets this tear bead, it is just around the corner to reshape the flesh. ”

"This tear is mine, and none of you should rob me. ”

"It's mine. ”

"Mine. ”

For a while, the group of spiritual fires entangled the bodies of Bai Xiu'er and Yu Luoshen like ghosts, and the two of them seemed to be nailed to the board, and their limbs were pulled by dozens of spiritual fire ghosts, and they couldn't move at all. Only Arou waved the Soul Gathering Umbrella and swirled around this group of extremely fast ghosts.

Spiritual fire ghost, the last trace of spiritual consciousness that remains on the bones of the corpse after death, and these people often die of accident or accident, the corpse is exposed, and the human bones are illuminated by the scorching sun of heaven and earth, washed by rain and snow, and the residual spiritual consciousness absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and slowly awakens to form an independent individual.

"You little ghosts, don't let Sister Xiu'er go!" said a little fox grinning.

A stream of red fire floated over the little fox's head: "After entering this Tukun Array, I can't let you have the final say." ”

"You guys go quickly, this Tukun Array has a suppressive effect on our exercises, and you have no way to deal with them. Bai Xiu'er looked at the few little foxes behind her.

Another lewd and miserable laughter came: "It's better to listen to your master's words and leave here early, or wait for us to suck the spiritual power of you little demons and enhance our spiritual sense, hahaha......"

"Don't talk nonsense, sisters, let's fight with them!" As he spoke, several fox shadows had already jumped into the air, and the white light collided with the red firelight, making a sound of Dao paw prints tearing down, and then, a ball of spiritual fire surrounded a white shadow, and in the blink of an eye, several living lives were swallowed by the spiritual fire ghost, and there was not even a bone residue left.

"Hahaha, I haven't eaten for a long time, the taste of this spiritual power is really fragrant!"

"Little Seven, Little Five...... Let go of me!" Looking at the little fox that had turned into food in the belly of the spiritual fire ghost, Bai Xiu'er struggled.

"Xiu'er, don't move!" there was an ugly expression in Yu Luoshen's eyes.

Because the Spiritual Fire Ghost is only cultivated by a wisp of broken spiritual consciousness, there is no way for them to do anything to immortals like Bai Xiu'er and Yu Luoshen, only to anger them and make them resentful in their hearts, they will control the entire person's consciousness with the cooperation of the Spiritual Fire Group.

Feng Arou escaped the control of the Spirit Fire Ghost with the Soul Gathering Umbrella in his hand, but the stalking Fire Spirit also made him helpless, and after a long time of fighting, his physical strength was gradually weakening.

"Only if Childe is willing to hand over the tear beads in his hand, we will let your friend go, otherwise, when the resentment in their hearts rises and turns black, I'm afraid you are not the opponent of the two of them, hahaha. ”

"Little ghosts, dare to hold the immortals of Kyushu hostage, and when I get out of this Tukun array, I will definitely beat you little ghosts into turbidity in the sky. ”

A man and a woman came with a double spiritual voice: "Hahaha, just with the words of the son, we will not let the tiger return to the mountain." ”

Immediately, dozens of ghosts pounced on Bai Xiu'er: "As a profound immortal, he actually saw the little fox demon of his own clan die tragically, and he didn't come to the rescue, it's really ruthless!"

"Do you remember those sisters of the same race who died for you?"

"How many people died for you, do you remember?"

A burst of lewd sounds came from her ears, listening to the words of the ghost of the spiritual fire, Bai Xiu'er couldn't help but think of the bewildering grandmother, and couldn't help but think of Xiaoxue who died in Beihai. She shouted, and when she looked down, her eyes had turned red.

"That's right, what we want is your hatred. Hahahaha!"

"Xiu'er, Xiu'er, don't ......" Yu Luoshen, whose feet were buried in the dust, looked stunned, and his eyes were full of horror, "Arou, you can't play well, you can make Xiu'er miserable! Give them that broken bead, otherwise Xiu'er will go crazy and tear you in half!"

Before he could stop the words in his mouth, a fist reached out and punched him in the left cheek, and Yu Luoshen fainted. And the person who beat him was none other than Bai Xiu'er, who was controlled by the resentment of the Spirit Fire Ghost.

Bai Xiu'er glared angrily and walked towards Arou.

"Hahaha, that's how it feels, take back the tear scales and kill him!"

Even at this point, Feng Arou still refused to let go of the tear beads in her hand. First, he is an abandoned baby adopted by the Quicksand Country, and it is his duty to relieve the poison of the wind in the body of the Quicksand Country; second, he doesn't want to waste the painstaking efforts of the Qingbai priest, and he swears to die to hand over the tear scales to the hands of Feng Wumian; third, as far as the current situation is concerned, he has no other choice than to resist to the end, if he hands over the tear scales, the bead essence will be sucked by this group of demon spirits on the spot, not to mention, even the three of them will become the object of their spiritual energy.

The spirit fire ghosts around Feng Arou laughed and rushed into the air, and a trace of blood had already flowed from the mouth of Arou's hand holding the soul gathering umbrella: "Xiu'er, wake up!"

"Childe, it's better to save effort, it's useless. If you hand over the tear beads now, I can let you go, or else, you will wait to die in this Tukun array, hahaha......"

"What a big breath, a group of little demon spirits, I see what you can do to me today!" The words fell, Feng Arou turned around and twisted the handle of the soul gathering umbrella, and the hidden mechanism emitted a ray of red light, and then, a long sword as thin as a willow leaf appeared in his hand, and the umbrella surface also hit several demon spirits on the opposite side, the hibiscus ring emitted a white light, and countless petals were wrapped around Bai Xiu'er, but Bai Xiu'er, who had lost her mind, could no longer be awakened by these petals, she turned into a shadow, and a flash appeared in front of Feng Arou's eyes, the shadow danced out, collided with the soul gathering sword, emitting two rays of white and red, as the light dissipated, the two also retreated due to the powerful confrontation, and after dozens of steps, Bai Xiu'er stabilized his footing, and Feng Arou fell directly half-crouched on the ground, with a shallow trace of blood hanging on the corner of her mouth.

The tear scales were also hit by this blow, flew out of Feng Arou's hand, and rolled down into the dust. Seeing this, all the spirits and ghosts rushed towards the tears one after another......

A blue-white sword bolt plunged into the dust beside the tear scales.

"It's the priest of Yinyang Village, get out of here!" a ghost shouted.

"Hurry up and run for your life, Onmyoji is here. ”

Seeing Qingbai and Feng Wumian and others coming over, the bone spirits turned into flames one after another and escaped into the dust, as if they were asleep, and suddenly disappeared.

Losing the control of the spiritual fire ghost, Bai Xiu'er also came to his senses.

Qingbai withdrew the Qingbai sword and tear scales inserted into the soil, and walked towards the injured Arou.

"Hey, wake up, wake up!" Feng Wumian gently patted Yun Luoshen's cheek, but in the end, he didn't wake up from the coma, his handsome face also turned iron blue, the left half of his cheek was also swollen like pork, and there was still a dry blood stain in his nostrils, it seems that Bai Xiu'er's punch was really not light, if he knew that he was so ruthless by his lover, I don't know what kind of expression the human son Luo Shen would have after waking up? Thinking of this, Feng Wumian couldn't help but laugh, he took out a silver needle and stabbed it at the human acupoint of Yu Luo Shen without hesitation.

"Ah...... Help......" Yu Luo woke up from a fainting cry.

Feng Wumian squatted in front of him and said with a smile: "Young Master Luo, are you awake?"

"Sleepless?Why are you?What about Xiu'er and that shameless Arou?" When he tried to move, he found that except for his head, the rest of his body was buried in the soil, "Who did it?"

Looking at the face of Yu Luoshen on one side and lower on one side, several people standing beside him laughed, and Feng Wumian glanced at the sea: "The sea." ”

Nahai walked up to Yunluo God, bent down and looked at his face.

Yu Luo Shen asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"

Nahai stretched out his hands and puffed up: "Hmph." ”

"You, what are you going to do?"

Without waiting for the god of Yu Luo to react, the sea was like a turnip, pinched the head of the god of Yu Luo with both hands, and pulled him out of the soil.

Yun Luoshen patted the soil on his body and shouted: "Let go, you reckless man, stinky rascal, rude, shameless, my noble head is what you want to carry?"

"Why don't I bury you again?"

Yu Luoshen looked at the five big and three thick, two strong arms of Nahai, and then looked at Aberslang behind him, and hurriedly smiled: "Don't bury it, otherwise it will be bad to stain your clothes." ”

After speaking, Yu Luoshen hurriedly ran behind Qingbai and asked in a low voice like a thief: "Sister Qingbai, who is this reckless man, how can he be with you?"

"The Mobei Mengwu Tuoba Department can be regarded as the master here. ”

"Master, how come I've never heard of such a tribe? ”

"Okay, don't ask any more. Let's get out of here. ”

As soon as the words fell, a dart flew over and hit Qingbai's wrist holding the tear scales, and the tear scales were also knocked to the ground, and then, a male voice came: "If you want to leave here, leave the tear scales in your hand first!"

As the sound subsided, a group of sword-wielding martial arts appeared in front of them, surrounding Feng Wumian and his group, it can be seen from their clothes that these people are not from the same tribe, but scattered immortals or cultivators scattered around Kyushu, and from their breath, it can also be perceived that the cultivation of these people is high and low.

Looking at the tear beads that fell to the ground, Feng Wumian held the double-edged short knife in his hand, made a move to meet the battle at any time, and shouted the name of Feng Qingmad at the same time. Feng Qingfang rushed towards the tear scales at a thunderous speed, but a man with a ram's beard stretched out his hand, and a thin rope projected towards the tear scales, and then, a five-clawed iron hook suddenly opened at the top of the rope, and grabbed the tear scales, and Feng Qingfang had to pounce.

"Hahaha, the teardrops are mine. The ram-bearded man burst out laughing, but the smile didn't last long before it turned into a scream. His severed arm, fingers bouncing on the ground. For a while, the group in front of them became a pot of porridge and attacked each other, of course, their purpose was to snatch the tear scales, so whoever the tears fell into will be the next target of death.

Looking at the chaotic crowd, Xunfeng greeted him, wanting to mediate in order to prevent these people from dying tragically in this desert in order to seize the spirit bead.

Suddenly, a flame like blue sea rose around the beads, and those who approached the beads were either burned in the eyes or burned their hands, and in the end, all of them were spared, and all of them were sucked out of all the blood and qi by the beads of tears, and the corpses that fell to the ground looked hideous, pale, with their mouths wide open, and their eyes were angry, as if they were dead, and they looked extremely ugly.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the tear scales absorbed everyone's blood and qi on their own, and the color changed from the previously transparent sea blue to blood red.

Xunfeng looked at everything in front of him stupidly, but he couldn't do anything, and when the blood around the bead was extinguished, the tear scales returned to their original state, lying quietly in the sand on the ground.

"What's going on?" asked Feng Arou, puzzled.

Qingbai was puzzled for a while: "I don't know either." ”

Feng Sleepless approached the tear bead and bent down to pick up the bead that made everyone feel weird.

"Sleepy ......" Xunfeng looked at Wind Sleepless with some concern.

Feng Wumian glanced at Xunfeng, and there was a resolute and affirmative unscrupulous in his eyes.

Feng Wumian slowly put his hand close to the tear scales, and when he picked up the beads, the beads were unusually quiet, not like just now, burning his eyes and sucking his blood.

"Sleepless, quickly put away the tear scales, let's leave the Tukun Array quickly. Qingbai looked at everyone.

Everyone also felt that the Tukun Array should not stay for a long time, and they all walked towards the Jindui Seventh District.

Behind him, cracks opened in the tunnels, and skeletons with limbs stretched out their fingers and crawled out of the ground.