Jun Wenxin looked at it carefully, and he already vaguely understood.

And Tian Ling'er was on the Western Swamp Divine Tree, in the "Heavenly Emperor's Treasure House", and she also saw the mysterious third volume of the "Book of Heaven", with her talent, she had already kept the "Book of Heaven" firmly in her heart.

Although the Book of Heaven is strange and unpredictable, it is full of profound and mysterious truths that are not born in the world, and people in the Taoist are naturally obsessed with it, and it would be a lie to say that she has not studied it carefully over the years.

At this moment, Tian Ling'er saw the ghostly strange body in his eyes, and his brows furrowed slightly, but he saw that the ghostly body was condensed by Dao black smoke in mid-air like an invisible thing, and quickly turned into his own appearance, but the speed did not decrease at all, and he flew straight towards him again.

Tian Ling'er gritted her teeth, and suddenly her body took three steps back to the side, and she actually let go of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword that was close behind her, and appeared in front of Ghost Li.

This move was taken aback, but at the same time, a hint of joy appeared on his face, while Jun Wenxin frowned thoughtfully.

A fine light flashed in Tian Ling'er's eyes, as if he hesitated for a moment, but finally he still snorted softly, and the Moxue Divine Sword stabbed out in the wind, but what the sword pointed at was in the opposite direction of the ghostly power, and it was three feet in front of the right side of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, the Moxue Divine Sword seemed to stab in the air, but for some reason, Tian Ling'er's body was shocked, and at the edge of the sword, after a moment of silence, blood splashed and sprinkled into the air.

And the ghost who was flying towards Zhu Xian on the side let out a loud "ah" roar in mid-air, and it turned into a puff of black smoke again, scattering and drifting away.

In the midst of this shocking lightning and fire, when the blood splashed like a flower, Tian Ling'er's face was pale and a little trance-like, a roar suddenly came, and the ghostly black figure flashed in the air, and the Moxue Divine Sword was inserted on his shoulder, but it seemed that he didn't feel pain at all, and pounced fiercely, the blood-devouring beads at the front of the Soul Devouring Demon Wand were blood-red, and a blood-devouring demonic force came overwhelmingly, enveloping Tian Ling'er.

Tian Ling'er's face was pale, and she felt that the essence and blood around her body were boiling and surging like hot water in an instant, and she was almost about to burst out, her mind was buzzing, the pain was unbearable, her feet were soft, she couldn't support it anymore, and sat down.

As soon as Jun Wen's heart moved, he was about to make a move.

At this moment, the ghost let out a long roar, the voice was terrible, and at the moment when the blood-devouring beads shone in front of Tian Ling'er's beautiful face, Shengsheng twisted it back, and at the same time waved his left hand and swept Tian Ling'er out.

At the same time that Tian Ling'er flew out, the Moxue Divine Sword also went with it, and the moment the sword was drawn, the blood on the shoulders of the ghost was flowing out like a spring.

And Tian Ling'er was in mid-air, but the demon power of the blood-devouring beads was still surging like a tide, drumming endlessly, her chest was in sharp pain, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a wow.

In the middle of the field, the ghost fell down, and there was nothing else in his eyes, only the ancient sword of Zhu Immortal.

At this moment, he was covered in blood, and half of his body was quickly stained red with blood, but he didn't realize it, there seemed to be a strange pain in his face, and he stared straight at the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

The silver-white and simple Zhuxian Ancient Sword was quietly inserted upside down in front of him, and the blade that was not stone or jade could not even reflect his face.

The ghost looked up to the sky and laughed, like a madman, ten years flashed one by one in an instant, not to mention that, his left hand suddenly stretched out to hold the hilt of the sword, he was bleeding like an injection at the moment, flowing down his left hand, a drop fell on Zhu Xian, crossed Zhu Xian's seemingly rough blade, slowly disappeared, but never fell to the ground.

Faintly, at that moment, Jun Wenxin, who was not far away, moved, as if some strange and familiar scene touched his heart, and swept through his mind like lightning.

After a moment, it dawned on him.

It's blood!

At that moment, he suddenly saw the ghostly blood, flowing onto the blade of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, slowly disappearing, quickly and quietly merging into the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

Just like when he himself was refining in blood!

"Huh!"

The sound of breaking the air started, the snow-white figure at the end of the forest jumped, and Lu Xueqi flew over like a lightning speed, but he only saw that the Zhuxian Ancient Sword in the field was actually in the hand of the ghost, and his face changed.

It turned out that when Jun Wenxin and the Ghost Fighting Method were used in the third volume of the Book of Heaven, it not only attracted Tian Ling'er, but also attracted Lu Xueqi.

She glanced at Jun's heart, except that she found that his emotions didn't seem to be right, but she couldn't see that she was injured, so she put her mind at ease, and then saw Tian Ling'er lying to the side weakly, and hurriedly rushed over and helped Tian Ling'er up.

As if he was disturbed by Lu Xueqi and touched something, the Zhuxian Ancient Sword under the attention of everyone, although it was still in the hands of Ghost Li, but somehow, its blade itself had changed.

I don't know, whose heartbeat is throbbing?

Ghost Li felt a little thirsty in his mouth, and subconsciously wanted to let go of Zhu Xian, but the next moment, he had found that the strength around him seemed to have completely disappeared in an instant, and a feeling that was once familiar but distant resurfaced in his body, and this feeling was originally feared by his enemies.

The essence blood in Ghost Li's body slowly boiled and bulged, and it actually began to flow outward, and the destination was the Zhuxian Ancient Sword that he held tightly in his hand.

Ghost Li seemed to understand something, and tried his best to let go of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, but his hand was weak, and the Zhuxian Ancient Sword seemed to be like an awakened demon at the moment, holding on to him tightly and refusing to let him go.

On the blade of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, the red light gradually turned from faint to thick, and the simple blade was slowly covered by blood red.

The atmosphere in the arena seemed to freeze, until the man holding Zhu Xian suddenly erupted into a heart-rending roar of pain.

"Ah...h

The voice was so terrible that everyone was almost startled, and their attention suddenly focused on Ghost Li.

Ghost Li's face was pale, his whole body trembled, and the skin of his hands and feet, which was not covered by clothing, began to shrink significantly and rapidly, gradually becoming dry.

At the same time, a strange whistling sound sounded on the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, and the red light became brighter and brighter, and Lu Xueqi had already seen that from the left hand holding the Zhuxian Ancient Sword by the ghost, there was a faint red silk that was sucked into the blade of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

This scene is extremely weird.

Tian Ling'er was originally leaning weakly on Lu Xueqi's arms, but at this moment, for some reason, she suddenly struggled, as if she wanted to rush towards the ghost Li and the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

Lu Xueqi was startled, and hurriedly pulled it, Tian Ling'er struggled a few times, and her body was powerless to hang down after all, even though her face was very anxious, and she opened her mouth to shout something, but she looked around, but she closed her mouth suddenly, leaning on Lu Xueqi's arms, her eyes were deep, but she looked at the man.

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