"Put the sword there, come to the master's side. Ling Songzi didn't even look at Lang Yu, and sat down in a corner. I didn't care about the guinea pig.

Put down the sword?Lang Yu raised the fairy sword in his hand and took a look, this sword is very good, and it is still intact with his own southern and northern wars. He looked at the entrance that had been sealed by a boulder. He closed his eyes slightly and felt it, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Hehe, forbidden, it doesn't seem to be strong somewhere.

He lowered his sword and walked over without saying a word, sitting opposite Ling Songzi. He couldn't be disobedient, otherwise Ling Songzi might just take it back, because it was his sword.

The place where Ling Songzi sat was quite a loser. Lang Yu's little feet walked five steps, if an accident happened, he couldn't reach the sword if he wanted to, he didn't know if this was Ling Songzi's intention. And Ling Songzi is absolutely sure that he can kill Lang Yu with one palm, but thinking that this kid is weird, he still has an extra heart, and he does it without being salty or light.

The divine consciousness was transmitted to Lang Yu's sea of consciousness through the palm of his hand. The so-called knowledge of the sea refers to Kanda or Lingtian, which is the place where the god pill is born, and it is very mysterious, even if a stick kills people, you can't find his Kanda when you turn your head. Because this thing is not visible to the naked eye, it can only be sensed with divine sense, which is the same as the principle of dantian.

Langyu's Kanda was gray and large, with layers of five-colored light patterns at its edges.

Or gaseous. Ling Songzi knew that this was a primitive form that had not been refined by the exercises, and as far as he knew, some high-level spiritual weapons were usually stored here, such as the small teapot. But now it's all clean here, except for the extraordinarily rich gray gas, which is normal. If his cultivation is higher, he can go to another area of Zhihai, the memory area, to check Langyu's memories like flipping a book, see his past, his privacy, and then determine what treasures he still has on his body, and where the treasures are. This method is commonly referred to as soul searching. But he didn't dare, the grade was not enough, if he forcibly entered, his divine consciousness would be damaged, and Lang Yu would inevitably find out for the first time, once he resisted, although the person who was searched for the soul would at least become an idiot, but this part of his divine consciousness that he entered should not think about coming out again, it was still secondary to fall to a level, and it was difficult to say whether it could be repaired in the future, that is, the question of whether he could still cultivate again, which Ling Songzi did not dare to bear. It's better to slap it to death with one palm than the most direct method.

It can be said that Ling Songzi's thinking is completely in line with the principle of interests. The advantage is big, and the harm is small.

There was indeed nothing left in the sea of knowledge, and Ling Songzi finally gave up on this place. Psychic minds dive. Like a radar wave, it swept by, of course, his destination was the dantian, but he didn't miss other places along the way, although there was little possibility.

The dantian is black, why is it black? In fact, in the current dantian, Langyu is no longer black. Lang Yu could see that there was a small rolling pin-like thing floating in it, but it was like a frosted glass, and he couldn't see the details, and that was because Lang Yu's spiritual sense was unobstructed in his body. And Ling Songzi is different, in what he said just now, there is also a layer of prohibition on him, as soon as his divine sense is touched, he will be devoured, and there is no reflection information back, of course it looks black.

The dead dantian is also black, and the natural dantian has shrunk, because the five elements are complete, and it can normally absorb the Xuan Qi of heaven and earth and survive, and of course it will shrink and disappear if it is useless here, that is, it is gone, and what the divine sense sees is naturally pitch black.

It's black if it's not there, and it's black if it's not visible. The clever Ling Songzi finally distinguished these two different blacks, and the first few times he focused on Kanda, he was preconceived by the small pot and didn't care too much about it. Now that he had finally discovered that Lang Yu's Dead Dantian had sucked up a trace of his divine sense, he didn't care about it last time.

Ling Songzi didn't want to kill mortals, especially not wanting to kill mortals with his own hands. Therefore, he desperately needs to confirm whether there is any treasure on Langyu's body.

He had to find out, or he wouldn't give up. Lang Yu's whole body is suspicious at this point, this is not the memory area of Zhihai, there is no fatal possibility, it cannot be penetrated, it is that his own divine sense is not strong enough, Ling Songzi naturally judged this, it should indeed be like this in theory.

Ling Songzi's divine sense stopped outside Lang Yu's dantian, and this move was clearly seen by Lang Yu, as the master.

He turned out to have taken a fancy to his dantian. Hehe!" Lang Yu sneered in his heart.

If Ling Songzi had opened his eyes at this time, he would definitely reconsider his decision, because although this smile was in his heart, the corner of Lang Yu's mouth still hung an oblique hook. It's a pity that Ling Songzi didn't, he was closing his eyes and urging out two-thirds of his divine sense to enter Lang Yu's body.

The induction was too powerful, making Lang Yu feel sick and frowning in pain.

is stronger than the divine consciousness of the two of them combined, this is the comparison of Langyu. He cursed in his heart: "This old thing is really not mortal. ”

In fact, Lang Yu was a little misunderstood, Lu Xueying and Gan Shisan, just to find the truth and try their best, provided that they couldn't hurt Lang Yu. And Ling Songzi will not have these taboos at all.

The powerful power of the divine consciousness is almost about to turn into substance, which is also the foundation of the immortal cultivator, although it has not reached the combat power of the Venerable, the divine consciousness is extremely powerful.

Ling Songzi has made up his mind, and he will kill him in this move. If there is really a treasure, kill it with one palm, find a remote place, retreat for decades, as long as there is a breakthrough, even if someone wants to find trouble, they are not afraid. If there is nothing, he will be imprisoned here as soon as the entrance of the cave is blocked, and he will come back in three or five years.

"Life and death are here!" Lang Yu was also thinking, this is also the only chance.

It was like the essence of the divine consciousness finally stopped hesitating, like a sharp sword stabbing into the black dantian.

If Ling Songzi succeeded, Lang Yu wanted him to take the things in the dantian, even if he let himself go in the Black Eye Forest. He wouldn't go to trouble an immortal.

But Ling Songzi wanted to kill him.

If Lang Yu gave the things in the dantian to Ling Songzi, Ling Songzi didn't have to kill him personally, but Lang Yu couldn't hand it over.

So there are no such ifs. So something earth-shattering really happened.

"Ugh!" a short, loud snort. Ling Songzi suddenly straightened up, and the laryngeal joint moved up and did not come down. Because in that instant, a blue light had pierced in. "Hum-" Ling Songzi's mind went blank. There was no pain, no calling, no thinking, and then there was nothing left at all. A standard immortal fell in the Black Eye Forest, but it was just the blink of an eye.

I have nothing to say, I can only tell you a helpless fact, Ling Songzi is dead.

On the X year of the Apocalypse Calendar, the immortal on the pine nut of the Tianfeng Gate died in the Black Eye Forest. He was 58 years old. Died at the hands of a ten-year-old boy.

Ling Songzi's dream finally did not come true, but she fell into the abyss of hell. Two-thirds of his divine consciousness penetrated into Lang Yu's black hole and was cut off in an instant, which he would never have thought of anyway. Divine consciousness is the foundation of a person, especially a cultivator, and at that moment, his consciousness in the sea was like a thousand needles piercing, and a mouthful of blood surged up. However, before it could flow into his mouth, he enjoyed the treatment of piercing his throat with a sword, and Ling Songzi, who had no defense, would never have dreamed that Lang Yu would really dare to attack him. He had been thinking about how to kill Lang Yu, and he had never thought that this kid would dare to kill him.

A Shangxian may not be so easy to die, at least the dying blow will also make Lang Yu be buried with him. But Lang Yu is no longer afraid of being buried with him, since he looked up to the sky and laughed, and realized the Tao and the Devil, he has already put life and death out of the way, as long as he can kill Ling Songzi.

Shang Xian's final blow was not struck, because when he realized that it was too late for Lang Yu to kill him, and at the same time that the sword entered his throat, another row of golden needles completely paralyzed his divine sense. Perhaps he woke up immediately later, only to find that he could not find his hand, because his head had left his body.

Killing immortals, Lang Yu is also afraid, but he is ruthless enough, this is forced out by Ling Songzi. He remembered that he had never been such a ruthless person, maybe it was killed by the demon beasts these days, and it was also thanks to Ling Songzi. When Ling Songzi was eyeing his dantian, Lang Yu thought of the scene after his mother and Uncle Gamble investigated his dantian. Here's your chance.

If you become my fate, if you don't, I'll shoot.

Therefore, as soon as Ling Songzi's divine sense retreated, Lang Yu's sword followed. The ridiculous Ling Songzi also let Lang Yu throw away the sword, undoubtedly making a trap for himself. Langyu has a sword, or a famous sword, and the sword name is "Qinghong". Will he use his opponent's sword during a must-kill hit? He was just worried about Ling Songzi's ban, whether he would also let his ring not open.

If you can't do it, you're dead.

So as soon as "Qinghong" came out, Ling Songzi had no chance to make another move. With another sword, a good head was thrown two meters away. It's too fast, Langyu's speed is fast, and the sword is also fast. "Qinghong" beheaded Ling Songzi, and he was not wronged in that life.

Lang Yu is probably "Fengshen List", and "Journey to the West" has watched too much, and he is afraid that the immortals will come out again, and he will snort and slash. shaved Ling Songzi's body to pieces, and then ran to his head.

Suddenly, something seemed to crash into his body, and Lang Yu was stunned, the feeling was a little familiar to him. It seems to have appeared at some point. I couldn't care so much, and the sword in my hand still slashed down at Ling Songzi's head.

"Hum—" There was a buzz in the cave, and the small teapot floated in the air. "Whoosh" disappeared into Langyu's sea of knowledge. Lang Yu shook his head, this time he was not afraid, just go in, he can take it out anyway. Poor Ling Songzi worked hard for half a month, and finally returned to its original owner. It's a pity, it's pitiful, I don't know if it's greed that harms people, or if this creation makes people.