Chapter Forty-Eight: The Dazzling Man

Dongfang bandits were full of pride, carrying the purple Lingbi, rising from the ground, soaring clouds and fog, Ji Hong's makeup for a while only saw him surrounded by the wind and light clouds, and in a trance, it was just like the scene of the rising of the Xiaju described in the script.

Her heart was even more awe-inspiring, and she didn't dare to speculate about who had seized the Purple Lingbi.

The eastern bandits walked on the clouds, and human voices suddenly appeared behind them.

"Fellow Daoists, please stay!"

It's a strange man with short hair. He has a blue tattoo on his right cheek, his hair stands uncomfortably, he is wearing a loose long robe, an eight-treasure gourd is tied around his waist, and at his feet are a pair of poor straw sandals.

Dongfang Bandit's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously pressed the purple spirit on his chest.

Ji Hong's makeup looked at it, and suddenly knew that this strange man was not an idle person.

It turned out that when the man spoke, he was thousands of miles away, and he moved his steps as he spoke.

Between the inches under your feet, there are already mountains and seas!

As soon as his voice fell, he happened to appear in front of the Dongfang bandit.

Dongfang Bandit looked as usual, clenched his fists and asked, "I don't know what important things are for you?" He asked, observing the other person secretly.

The man smiled and said, "My name is Qinghongzi, and I once had a relationship with Dongfang Daoyou. He smiled with a little treacherous, "Today I saw a star in the East, my heart moved slightly, pinched my fingers, and found that there was something here that was related to me, so I complied with the destiny of heaven and came in a hurry." ”

Dongfang Bandit said: "Oh? That Qinghongzi Daoist friend has to look for it. I'm leaving! ”

Qing Hongzi stretched out his foot, blocked the way of the Dongfang bandits, and said with a smile: "That thing is on Daoyou!" ”

Dongfang Bandit sneered: "Daoist friends mean that they want to snatch my things?!" ”

Qing Hongzi said scoundrelly: "It's boring to say this!" Oriental Taoist friends, the spirit on your body is very fateful, the so-called destiny cannot be violated, I advise you not to go against the sky! ”

The Dongfang bandit shot out angrily, the white flag flew out of his cuffs, he pointed a little bit, and the golden rune on the banner lit up, dazzling to the extreme, and the end was majestic!

Qing Hongzi knows his tricks, where is he willing to give him this opportunity? He immediately shouted, and the gourd on his waist moved in response to the sound, transforming into a spirit treasure several feet big, "Collect!" ”

The golden rune white banner was crumbling, and finally after shaking violently a few times, it was included in the gourd.

Where is the law of time so easy to understand? The Oriental Bandit relied on understanding this golden rune and white banner to have this power! As soon as he received this flag, he was like a beast with its teeth plucked, and he was not vicious.

"Golden Sun and Moon Banner!" Dongfang Bandit's face was like white paper, and his lips trembled, "If you can subdue my spirit treasure so easily, you can't do it unless you have the best spirit treasure the day after tomorrow!" Who are you, who are you? ”

Qing Hongzi smiled and said, "So, what do you think now?" ”

Heroes don't suffer immediate losses! Dongfang Bandit didn't say a word, so he threw the purple Lingbi that hadn't been covered with heat over, wanting to take the opportunity to escape. A blue light suddenly pierced in, and Dongfang Bandit's body stiffened, and he directly used an "instantaneous talisman" to escape.

Qing Hongzi smiled unabated, because he knew that the Dongfang bandits had fallen for his strange poison and would die soon. He has always killed people without blinking, not to mention, only the dead will not reveal the slightest thing about Zi Lingbi.

But he apparently forgot a little. With such a strange thing as Purple Lingbi, will there be fewer people who will fight its idea?

In a short period of time, Ji Hongxiang has changed several "masters" in a row, and she didn't even have time to think about her situation, and the next wave of people appeared again.

The repetition continued over the next few days, and she was stained with the blood of many people.

These powers, whose hands and eyes reach the sky, in front of such treasures of heaven and earth, are all like cutting melons and vegetables, constantly being killed and robbed of treasures!

Every dead soul is a god-man far beyond her imagination, and every time she dies, there is a trace of deep resentment, which is deeply left in the purple spirit.

The peerless baby, in fact, is faintly full of ominous black gas.

Perhaps it was the reason why she had become a Lingbi, and she seemed to have a faint feeling that this purple Lingbi would bring bad luck to everyone who possessed it...... Until its true owner appears!

Her consciousness sank into chaos in the purple spirit.

…… Time seems to have lost its meaning.

When she opened her eyes again, it was a man in white holding her.

He was wearing a white robe with mysterious lines on the cuffs, and her eyes widened, but she couldn't see the man's appearance clearly.

His face, as if obscured by a mysterious and powerful force, was blurry, unable to identify his true face.

There is only a pair of dark eyes, darker than the darkest night in the world, deeper than the deepest abyss in the world.

She shuddered inexplicably.

And the surroundings made Ji Hong's makeup even more chilling.

This is the Infinite Divine Realm of Might!

The peak of the mountain, the wind on all sides, the polar day in the east, and the polar night in the west.

The man did not move, nor spoke.

It wasn't until the wind changed direction that he said in a deep voice: "You really came." ”

Ji Hongxiang didn't find any figure at all, until a flamboyant voice replied: "Fanqing, you really still hate it so much." ”

She jerked to the source of the sound, and saw a blond-haired man step by step from mid-air. He came in the air, and strangely enough, every place he stepped into the air, there was a solid sound under his feet.

In heaven and earth, only the sound of his trampling was left.

His long blonde hair fluttered in the air, like the rays of the sun.

Ji Hongxiang suddenly wanted to cover her eyes, this man is too dazzling!

As soon as he appeared, it was as if he had taken all the brilliance. He stepped on the mountain, and the steep mountain was now like a domesticated beast, obediently crawling at his feet.

Fan Qing's eyes were clear, and he said lightly: "Do you really want to fight with me?" ”

The blond-haired man laughed with a natural arrogance: "I just want what you have in your hands." ”

"Nothing else?"

"I don't need anyone."

"Hehe......" Fan Qing suddenly laughed, threw the purple spirit bi into the air, and the figure gradually disappeared, "Since it is what you want, I will fulfill you." Let's see if you can keep this desolate spirit treasure...... It's mine...... Younger brother ......"

The blonde man snorted coldly and reached out to catch Purple Lingbi.

He played with it for a while, and then turned into a golden flame, and his figure slowly dissipated at the peak of the Endless God Domain.

Ji Hongxiang only felt a burst of brilliant golden light permeate, and then lost all perception.

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