Qing Zhi had difficulty breathing, her forehead showed green tendons, and Xiao Hei in her hand struggled to insert it and stabbed into the woman's back. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A little black of nothingness passed through his body, and he almost stabbed himself. Is this an imaginary body? The feeling of suffocation in her throat was too strong, Qing Zhi picked up her other hand Heavenly Thunder Bamboo, and the Buddha power gathered on the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo, and then a burst of golden light hit the top of the woman's head.

The female ghost took a few steps back after being beaten, and her face was full of resentment.

Qing Zhi poured with Buddha power, raised her sleeve and threw a few talismans towards the woman, with a loud "boom", the talisman exploded at the feet of the female ghost, and the sand and dust flew in the empty road.

Qing Zhi took a few steps back and put up the aura cover. She bought these bursting talismans at the beginning, but this time she forcibly opened them with Buddha power, and it seems that the effect is good.

The thick dust floated for a while, Qing Zhi was always vigilant against the explosion, after the smoke and dust, there were demonic beasts lying on the ground, the hidden soul beast was half an arm-sized, covered with abscesses, with a sharp mouth and no eyes, it was a kind of demon realm phantom beast, and the monks who like to eat were afraid of the lower primordial gods, Qingzhi was most afraid of ghosts, no wonder it was necessary to use the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo to attack to have an effect.

"How can there be a monster here?" Qing Zhi asked, how could the predecessors of Xiaoyao Yile establish the mountain villa in order to train the monks, how could they put such evil monsters here?

After the death of the hidden soul beast, the scenery of the corridor gradually changed, the wall showed green, and large vines were intertwined with each other on the wall, and when I looked at it, an old man appeared in the place where the vines were born, with white hair and a pale face, two deep-set eyes, only to see the lower half of the head and body connected to the vines. There was a huge stone standing beside him, on which were written the three big characters of the Seven Poles.

"What's going on?" Isn't this her breaking into the formation in the first place?

"Little girl, come here." The old man's lips opened slightly, and the old man's voice sounded.

"Who are you?" Qing Zhi looked at the past vigilantly.

"The old man is having fun."

Qing Zhi looked at it in shock, the old man's body was connected to the vines, and the blood vessels at the junction were constantly wriggling, "Didn't the Xiaoyao predecessor pass away many years ago?" ”

The old man seemed to smile bitterly and said, "The old man was victimized by a traitor back then, and he was trapped here for ten thousand years, and you are the first monk to reach here." ”

Qing Zhi's expression did not move, and she did not relax her vigilance at all, "Can the seniors solve their doubts?" ”

The old man smiled slightly, and the branches under his body shook together, "When I learned the secret of the interface, I was discovered by that person to establish Xiaoyao Villa, and I was the center of the formation, did you see the vines under me?" Over the past 10,000 years, this phantom flower vine has continued to absorb my cultivation to maintain the operation of the formation, and now I am afraid that even you are stronger than me. The Hidden Beast Soul Beast is used to protect the Phantom Flower Vine, and if you are trapped here, you will not be able to win so easily. ”

Qing Zhi's face was full of shock, how strong should the predecessors of Xiaoyao be at the beginning, and the cultivation of the Tribulation Period was actually trapped here for 10,000 years. At this time, once it is rumored that the immortal cultivation world will be in turmoil?

Qing Zhi walked forward to the center of the vine and approached the old man, and the vine had been combined with the joy of leisure, as if the body had grown. Respectfully saluted and said, "Senior." ”

The old man had a strange smile on his face, and a bright light rushed to clear the sea. Knowing the endless clouds in the sea rolling, Qing Zhi looked small under that powerful look, and said in shock: "You..... Snatching? ”

Xiaoyao Yile was also surprised, but he didn't expect that the little monk in the Qi refining period realized the size of the foundation building period, and laughed to make up for him, but unfortunately it was a female doll who had been waiting for ten thousand years.

"The little girl can't help it." After speaking, the huge ball of light stretched out countless arms and grabbed Qing Zhi.

Under the huge light cluster, Qing Zhi's consciousness is insignificant, every time she is grabbed by a tentacle, a piece of her body is missing, Qing Zhi is like being torn apart, it is an indescribable pain, it seems that someone opened your head, put in the stick and stirred it for a while, and then there was a desperate fear, Qing Zhi was suddenly afraid of death, and she was even more unwilling to die in this pain.

Learning to bite back with the appearance of Xiaoyao Yile, Xiaoyao Yile screamed in pain, and the tentacles shook fiercely, and Qingzhi was like a feather being thrown away.

"You stinky girl." Xiaoyao Yile said fiercely, and the white mang's round ball suddenly recessed a piece, as if a human opened his mouth and wanted to swallow this ignorant little monk in one bite.

Qing Zhi's consciousness was devoured in large quantities, and her head was a little groggy. With a wave of his tentacles, he was groggy and forcibly taken over. She began to struggle indiscriminately, she had never felt that death was so far away from her, and she bit her tentacles and did not let go. The same pain is an indescribable pleasure in a leisurely pleasure, and as long as he takes away the little girl, he will no longer have to be trapped here.

At the last moment, the clouds in the sea of clouds continued to roll and quietly gathered, and a green lightning bolt slashed down, like a translucent sword, shooting directly from mid-air, and the consciousness of Xiaoyao Yile was split into several sections, and the largest section escaped from the sea of knowledge in a hurry.

Qing Zhi's divine consciousness instinctively pounced on the remaining divine consciousness in the divine sea, and was quickly swallowed by her, and the divine consciousness was actually a few points bigger than before. When he woke up, he was drenched in cold sweat, but his head was unusually clear, and he was a little more energetic than before. Compared with Qingzhi Yaoyao, it is obviously much more miserable, the divine consciousness of the tribulation period was struck by this thunder from nowhere, only the level of the Yuan Infant Stage remained, and the lightning followed him to the sea of knowledge, and the current continued to flow, and it continued to devour.

Xiaoyao Yile was very angry, his expression was fierce, and he was actually destroyed by a Qi refining period cultivator?

The thick rattan swept away, and took off the sand and stones to attack Qingzhi. Qingzhi just woke up, her feet were like the wind, her body jumped, and she dodged in a thrilling way. Followed by another section of vines, this time fast and urgent, Qing Zhi's footsteps were still standing firm, a strong wind on the side, followed by the sound of broken shoulder bones, the body was swept over, hitting the wall, protruding sharp boulders piercing the back, Qing Zhi's body was half hanging on the wall, and the feeling of moist and numb came.

"Haha" loud and small voices, the face of the free music is distorted, the blood flows rapidly, the green thunder and lightning in the sea of consciousness are still bombarding, death and excitement impact reason, "If you want to die, you will die first." The vine swung again, unleashing one last attack.

Qing Zhi covered her chest with her hands and moved forward, every time she moved, the pain in her back was deeper, and she could clearly hear the blood spurting out and making a "bang" sound, dripping to the ground and turning into a gorgeous blood-red flower. Finally died here today, thinking of self-deprecation.

Xiaoye floated out of the storage bag, slowly floating in the air, the colorful light was even better, the vine timidly retracted, without the arrogance just now, the face of Xiaoyao Yile was full of fear, and the vine quickly approached him and wrapped himself firmly.

The figure of the man in the air appeared, his handsome and unequaled face was full of sarcastic expressions, his white fingers grabbed the void, and the spirit of free music was dragged out, constantly twisting the white mang, and wanted to break free.

Jun Wuwu chuckled, the strength of his fingertips increased, and the primordial spirit burst like a broken pulp, bringing up a puff of green smoke to dissipate into the air.