After Yang Qingyan killed Xie Wan'er, the petals on her body flashed, and she flew to Xie Wan'er's corpse, and with a hook of her jade hand, a blue light took back the storage bag on her body, the black flying carpet and the small banner magic weapon. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Hanging the storage bag on his waist, he swept towards the black flying carpet in his hand.

Under this sweep, a hint of surprise flashed in Yang Qingyan's eyes, this flying carpet was actually a high-level magic weapon.

After sweeping this flying carpet magic weapon, Yang Qingyan's divine sense swept towards the small banner in his other hand.

As soon as the divine consciousness touched the black flag, a cold aura came, feeling the cool yin qi, Yang Qingyan frowned slightly, and as soon as the divine consciousness sank, Yang Qingyan found that there was a black space in the black flag.

This black space is full of heavy yin qi, and this yin qi also has a faint corrosive effect on his divine consciousness.

This small black space is not very big inside, and there are a few ghosts floating there, these ghosts are extremely weak, and after feeling Yang Qingyan's divine sense, they all look trembling, looking extremely afraid.

After glancing around the black banner space, Yang Qingyan's mind moved, and he withdrew from the black flag.

Although he didn't understand the specific name and function of this flag, Yang Qingyan could also feel that this flag was used to detain the monk's soul, and then store the soul in the black banner to make it a soul.

Turning over his hand and taking the two magic weapons back into the Sumeru ring, Yang Qingyan took Xie Wan'er's storage bag in his hand and watched.

Divine thoughts poured in, and all the items in Xie Wan'er's storage bag were displayed in front of Yang Qingyan's eyes.

There were some pills in his storage bag, all of which were taken by high-level Qi refining, in addition to these, there were more than three thousand low-level spirit stones and two magic weapons, and finally a jade slip.

The magic weapon was the black knife and ruler that Xie Wan'er used before, and with a sweep of her divine sense, the ruler-shaped magic weapon was a low-level magic weapon, and the black knife was a high-level magic weapon.

took out the jade slip from the storage bag, and the jade slip was put on the door of his head with the jade slip in his hand, and his mind moved, pouring into it.

In the jade slip is a law for cultivating immortals, called the Netherworld Ghost Dao, this Netherworld Ghost Dao is a high-level ghost cultivation method, and many ghost spells and secret treasures are recorded on it.

Yang Qingyan took a closer look, the spell had a soul devouring flame, a ghost blade and the like, after reading it, Yang Qingyan couldn't help but secretly rejoice, if he didn't directly use the Qingyin Soul Bell at that time, when Xie Wan'er used the ghost path spell, I am afraid it would not be so easy to kill her.

Then Yang Qingyan looked at the small black flag, this small banner is called the Soul Control Flag, it is a mid-level magic weapon, but although this thing is only a mid-level magic weapon, it can be continuously upgraded with the addition of materials.

The biggest function of the soul control banner is to control the soul, which can include the souls of humans, demons, monks and other living beings, and shake the small flag when facing the enemy, among which the ghosts will pour out of the small flag, which is extremely cruel, but it is also powerful.

The jade hand moved lightly, putting all these things into the storage bag, and Yang Qingyan's glass-like eyes were full of thought.

During this time, not only did the monks of the Yin Corpse Sect appear, but there were also monks who had not been seen for thousands of years such as Buddhist cultivators, and now there was another ghost monk, it seems that this Tianling Continent has really not been peaceful recently.

After collecting all the things, Yang Qingyan was ready to go towards Jincheng, now she was the only one left, it was not very safe to stay in this Lianyun Mountain Range, and this harvest was not small, so why stay here longer.

After thinking about it, Yang Qingyan smiled slightly, and his body moved, turning into countless cyan petals and flying towards the periphery of the Lianyun Mountain Range.

Just as Yang Qingyan had just walked for about half an hour, a black light came out from the depths of the Lianyun Mountain Range and landed where Xie Wan'er fell.

The black light dissipated, revealing the man within, who looked around and took out the broken token from his storage bag.

As soon as the token was taken out, a red light flashed on it. The man's eyes flashed, he pinched it with one hand, and there were words in his mouth, and the yin qi on Zhou's body continued to float and roll.

After reciting the mantra, the man surnamed Yu threw the token in his hand, and the token was suspended in front of him out of thin air, and he stretched out his hand to point at the token, and the token suddenly burst out into a black mist.

The black mist fluttered and condensed together, and then the black mist formed a circle, and the red light shone in the circular black mist, and a figure was revealed in a short time.

This figure is wearing a blue dress, the shoulders are cut, the waist is wrapped, the body is curvy, a green silk is just a bun casually, a cyan jasper hairpin is inserted obliquely on the top of the head, the excess hair hangs down the waist, and the whole has a faint soft atmosphere.

A pair of jade hands drooped naturally like white jade, and the only regret was that this woman wore a layer of white veil, making it impossible for people to peek into their appearance.

Although I can't see what his appearance is, the eyes he reveals seem to be made of glass, which is full of femininity, and the man surnamed Yu looks at it, and those soft eyes seem to have a thousand words to tell him.

Just as the man with the royal surname was about to look, the black mist suddenly trembled, turning into countless yin qi and dispersing towards the sky.

The blue figure in it slowly disappeared into the blood.

The man surnamed Yu sank his eyes, and his big hand pointed to the token in mid-air, and the token flashed red, and another blood line shot into the distance.

The man surnamed Yu glanced at the direction of the blood line, and his heart moved, and the black light of the flying sword under his feet flashed, and he galloped away with him.

On the other side, Yang Qingyan felt an extremely palpitating feeling in his heart when the man surnamed Yu chased after him.

Feeling this feeling, Yang Qing's face changed, and the secret path was not good, the Tianmu Spirit Snake Clan has always been extremely accurate in predicting danger, and when they perceive palpitations, there must be something dangerous happening.

Urging the demon pill in the dantian, an extremely pure mana gushed out from the dantian, and the speed of the cyan petals transformed by Yang Qingyan increased sharply, flying towards the periphery.

In this way, Yang Qingyan flew for a whole hour, and Yang Qingyan, who was about to relax, suddenly felt a palpitating breath in front of him.

Stopping the Hundred Flowers Escape Method, he looked ahead, only to see a burst of black gas suddenly flash in the void twenty meters away in front of him, and a handsome man in black appeared from it.

At the first glance of this man, Yang Qingyan felt an extremely dangerous feeling, and his mind moved, and he swept towards this man.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound came, and a divine consciousness stronger than himself suddenly came from the black-clothed young man.

Monk Tsukiki! Yang Qingyan couldn't help but sigh unlucky in his heart, and after looking around, Yang Qingyan knew that he couldn't run, so he could only show up.

Thinking about this, the cyan petals in the sky slowly dissipated, and Yang Qingyan slowly appeared from the petals. (To be continued.) )