In the room, Zhou Yu was holding a small black round tripod, Ding Kou was facing Yan Qingzhu's body, Zhou Yu was chattering, I didn't know what to say, and then, a strange air flow was formed between Yan Qingzhu and Xiao Yuanding, with the fluctuation of this air flow, colorful small bright spots slowly emerged from Yan Qingzhu's body, and slowly drifted towards the direction of Xiao Yuanding. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhou Yu silently counted in his heart: "One, two, three... Ten! ”

When he counted to ten, there were no small bright spots in Yan Qingzhu's body, and Zhou Yu was even more concentrated, and slowly received the ten small bright spots that had been free from the outside into the small round tripod.

These ten small highlights are Yan Qingzhu's three souls and seven spirits.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

Zhou Yu was startled, and immediately became vigilant, and the speed of collecting small highlights slowed down.

"Who?"

"Zhou Zhenren, it's me, Yan Weihe!"

When Zhou Wei heard that it was Yan Weihe, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Didn't I tell you, don't disturb me!" ”

"The real person, the little one knows, it's just ...... There are two sneaky people outside, and the younger one is afraid that they will be bad for the real person. ”

"Oh? What do those two people look like? ”

Both men were men, and they both wore red robes, with a big "finch" in the center of the back of the robe. One is about forty years old, with a mediocre appearance, and the other is about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looks quite handsome. “

It's them, Zhou Yu can't calm down anymore at the moment, why did they come to the door at this time!

But when I think about it, I feel that it is wrong, why didn't they die? When fighting with the Divine Beast of Yuegui Mountain just now, the power emitted by the Divine Beast was not something that these people could resist, the two of them were behind him, and he had only barely escaped the pursuit of the Divine Beast. How could the two of them run faster than they could?

Could it be that the divine beast was so bent on chasing itself that it let them go?

Hmph, even so, I'm afraid the two of them are seriously injured, otherwise why don't they dare to rush up directly, but sneakily monitor themselves.

Thinking of this possibility, Zhou Yan was not afraid. They set up an enchantment by themselves, and they were not able to unlock it even if they were seriously injured.

But now, the three souls and seven spirits of this clear bamboo must be refined quickly, because the soul of a mortal is different from the soul of a monk, once the soul of a mortal leaves the body, it will slowly infiltrate into the enchantment that only the soul can infiltrate, reach the underworld, and then enter reincarnation.

He must refine and devour his soul while it is still in the mortal realm.

Can't wait any longer, Zhou Yu instructed Yan Weihe: "You are guarding at the door, if there is any change between those two people, you immediately remind me loudly." ”

"Yes, real people!" Yan Weihe replied.

Seeing that the little bright spot gradually weakened, Zhou Yu did not hesitate, and quickly put his soul into the little black ding. Then sit cross-legged and concentrate on refining.

Yan Weihe stood at the door, looking at the enchantment inside, a blue light flashing in his eyes.

After a while, Yan Weihe sneered in his heart, and a beam of light was released with one finger, which passed through the wooden door like lightning, passed through the enchantment, and went straight to the heart of Zhou Weihou.

Zhou Shen Refining Soul required full attention, so when he was aware of Yan Weihe's attack, it was already too late,

A blue light swept through his body, directly shattering the magic pill in his body. He looked at Yan Weihe at the door in disbelief.

"You-"

Yan Weihe pushed the door open, and with a hook of his fingers, the small black round tripod flew into his hand. Yan Weihe chuckled: "Your enchantment is still difficult for the deity. ”

I didn't expect that this week's harm was actually the late cultivation of the Demon Pill, but it was a pity that he had been hit hard before, otherwise with the carrying capacity of his current body, he really couldn't kill him with one blow.

Zhou harming oneself is the cultivation of the middle stage of the Demon Pill, which is equivalent to the cultivation of the middle stage of the Immortal Cultivator's Formation Dan.

Once the elixir is destroyed, the demon cultivator will definitely die.

Yan Weihe lifted the top cover of the small round tripod and used his spiritual power to control Yan Qingzhu's soul, and the three souls and seven spirits returned to Yan Qingzhu's body flutteringly.

After a while, Yan Qingzhu woke up slowly.

At this time, Yan Weihe's condition was not very good, he began to vomit blood, and the meridians in his body began to crack.

"Zhu'er, are you alright?" Lu Shi, who had just woken up, stumbled in and hugged Yan Qingzhu, who was still in a state of confusion.

Yan Weihe seemed to see a savior, and suddenly pulled Lu Shi over and made her look at herself, and then, a blue light rushed out from Yan Weihe's eyebrows and drilled into Lu Shi's eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Weihe's seven orifices were bleeding and fell to the ground softly, while Lu's demeanor changed, his eyes became cold and terrifying, Yan Qingzhu pushed Lu away and said, "Mother, you are, what's wrong?" ”

Lu Shi said: "I'm Binglan, your mother is okay for the time being, I'm just borrowing her body, but you have to go back to Yuegui Mountain with me as soon as possible, if it's late, I don't dare to guarantee that she won't end up with this person!" ”

"Lu Shi" pointed to Yan Wei River, where the Seven Orifices bled to death.

It turned out that Bing Lan borrowed Lu's body to come to Yanjiazhuang in order to leave Yuegui Mountain, and after coming to Yanjiazhuang, the soul came out of Lu's body, drilled into Yan Weihe's body, and used Yan Weihe's body to cast a spell to kill Zhou Yan, but Yan Weihe's body was too fragile to withstand such a powerful soul as Bing Lan for too long, besides, Bing Lan also used Yan Weihe's body to release a more powerful spell, Yan Weihe's body finally couldn't bear it, and died violently.

Now, he borrowed the body of the Lu family, although he didn't use any advanced spells, but after all, it was a mortal body, and he couldn't last long.

So they had to rush back immediately so that Ice Blue could return to their bodies as soon as possible.

This kind of behavior of Bing Lan is called "borrowing" in the cultivation world.

Borrowing is actually a very dangerous thing, it can only be borrowed from people with high cultivation to people with low cultivation, and if the monk uses a spell that is higher than the cultivation of the body in the borrowing house, the body will be counterattacked, the higher the mana used, the more serious the backlash, and once the body can not withstand this backlash, it will explode and die, and the monk's soul must leave before the death of the body, otherwise it will end up in a scattered end.

After the soul leaves the body, it must also find another body in a short time, or return to the main body, otherwise it will inevitably end up being scattered.

Therefore, no monk would use such a spell as a last resort. This is also the reason for the negligence of Zhou Xiao.

Yan Qingzhu looked at the corpses of Zhou Zhou and Yan Weihe on the ground. Without hesitation, I chose to believe in Ice Blue.

Bing Lan took Yan Qingzhu and quickly rushed towards Yuegui Mountain.

Before leaving, Yan Qingzhu looked at the window directly opposite the door, and a small head kept shaking under the window.

After Yan Qingzhu and Bing Lan left, Yan Qingmei and Zhang walked around the backyard and walked into the house.

Zhang hugged Yan Weihe's body and cried bitterly.

Yan Qingmei's eyes were also red, she couldn't stop shedding tears, and her mouth kept shouting: "Daddy, you wake up, Daddy, don't leave Mei'er." ”

The immature cries are sad.

After a long time, Zhang stopped his tears and looked at the direction in which Yan Qingzhu and the others left, his eyes were full of hatred.