"Don't hand me over to Wei Yinfeng, I'll give you the Qiankun Mirror!" Qi Zhonglonely was anxious and afraid, his bloody lips that were beaten by Tong Xiaoye shouted desperately, and his voice was leaking like a toothless old lady.

Lang Jun's footsteps were a meal.

The Qiankun Mirror is a magic weapon of space against the sky, Tong Xiaoye and Ning Yuan don't care, but Lang Jun can't help but be moved, and his movements are slow for a moment.

Tong Xiaoye glanced at him and sneered: "The Qiankun Mirror is Qi Zhonglone's only means of self-preservation, how could he hand it over lightly?" He can still fight with the Qiankun Mirror, and if he loses him, he will definitely die, do you believe his nonsense? ”

Qi Zhonglone, a person like him, although he is a horse attribute, but he also has other advantages of the male protagonist, tenacious and intelligent, indomitable, has a glimmer of hope and never gives up, especially good at bursting out of life at a critical juncture, and he also has an artifact Qiankun Mirror, who knows if there is any means to break the net, Tong Xiaoye doesn't want to talk to him about business at all.

Just leave the opportunity to Wei Yinfeng's old monster!

Lang Jun thought about it, how could Qi Zhonglone's things be so easy to get, Tong Xiaoye, a money-greedy ghost, could bear it, so why should he take the risk.

After figuring it out, Lang Jun raised his feet and walked quickly, without the slightest hesitation.

The general trend has gone, Qi Zhongliao suddenly calmed down, he struggled to poke his head out, his blood-red pupils glared at Tong Xiaoye fiercely, and a strange smile suddenly appeared in his eyes: "Little slut, you will regret killing me, you will definitely regret it!" “

Seeing that Tong Xiaoye didn't care about himself, he said more eagerly: I have a big secret, as long as you swear not to hand me over to Wei Yinfeng. I'll tell you about it. ”

"Oh, what secret?" Tong Xiaoye's eyes showed a hint of interest, and he raised his eyebrows and looked at Qi Zhonglone.

Knowing that if he didn't come up with anything concrete, the little in front of him would not be convinced at all, Qi Zhong hurriedly said: "About Mo Linger's true life experience. ”

"Mo Ling'er's life experience is my business!" Tong Xiaoye suddenly lost interest, and said disdainfully, "You go and tell Wei Yinfeng to go, I think Wei Yinfeng will be more interested!" ”

"Poof......" Lang Jun couldn't help laughing, Ning Yuan patted her shoulder, and a hint of a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

No longer pay attention to Qi Zhonglone's noise. She carried Yuan Yuan'er's body out of the Demon Palace. Xu Zhanming withdrew from the big array, and as soon as Yuan Yuan'er's breath leaked, a ghostly figure flew over from a distance like electricity.

Tong Xiaoye threw Yuan Yuan'er out of the distance like a broken bag, and then clapped his hands. A little embarrassed to look at Xu Zhanming: "Xiao Ming." Sister miscalculated. The space blockade Qiankun mirror can't be used, there is no treasure ......"

"You stupid girl!" Xu Zhanming was stunned at first, and then his face was full of helplessness: "Master, I actually made a fool with you!" ”

Tong Xiaoye laughed. Turning around with big eyes and a weak heart, with a little embarrassment, Xu Zhanming waved his hand funny, and said, "I don't have time to ink with you, those old men who have dragged on for so long are going to eat me, let's clean up the Demon Palace first!" ”

With that, he waved his hand to remove the isolation formation and rushed into the demon hall with the monk.

As soon as Wei Yinfeng caught Yuan Yuan'er, he would disappear into the distance with her in a blink of an eye, and he didn't know how to torture her, Tong Xiaoye didn't care, he killed a few demon cultivators who were running around, and was about to leave with Ning Yuan, when he suddenly heard a terrible roar.

The voice spread out with spiritual power, and it continued to echo throughout Yuanzhou City.

"Mo Linger's biological father is a remnant of the ghost world, Mo Ling'er is a ghost spirit body that is rare in 10,000 years, formless and traceless, immortal and indestructible, and her soul is a demon saint, the combination of demon cultivation and ghost cultivation will definitely destroy the entire cultivation world, only me, only I know Mo Linger's real weakness!"

Qi Zhong roared hysterically, Tong Xiaoye was puzzled, and a trace of solemnity suddenly appeared in Lang Jun's eyes.

What the hell is a ghost?

Tong Xiaoye is a soil bun from the land of no spirits, and he doesn't know much about the various physiques of monks, Ning Yuan left the cultivation realm when he was a teenager, and he is no better than her, but Lang Jun is the heir of the Xiaotian Wolf clan, and he likes to study ancient books by nature, and knows a lot about the secrets of the Three Realms.

"The ghost spirit body is the supreme existence in the ghost cultivation, the body can be turned into the purest ghost qi, born immortal and immortal, it is similar to the ghost phantom of my wolf clan, and the ghost spirit body is much stronger than the ghost phantom, as long as there is a trace of the remnant soul, it can be re-condensed and formed at any time with the help of ghost qi."

And Mo Ling'er's inner core is still a demon saint Xiyue......

It's indeed a terrifying being.

But, what about Sister Guan?

Tong Xiaoye pursed his lips indifferently, and was about to leave, but saw Xu Zhanming flying out of the demon hall, panting and very anxious: "Where is Qi Zhonglone, we have to save him!" ”

Hey, is this ghost really that important?

Tong Xiaoye was a little surprised, and seeing that Xu Zhanming was not joking, he nodded hurriedly and said, "Brother Lang knows, let him take us!" ”

was about to greet Lang Jun, but when he saw Lang Jun directly take off with his sword, he shouted: "Follow me!" ”

It seems that things are really out of the ordinary.

Qi Zhongliao used his spiritual power to transmit his voice like this, presumably because he had a broken conversation with Wei Yinfeng, this person was extremely alert, and simply spread the matter of the ghost spirit body all over Yuanzhou City, so as to attract other monks, so as to find a glimmer of life.

Why did he think that the news of the ghost spirit body could move the heads of the eight major sects, even more convincing than the Qiankun Mirror?

didn't have time to think about it, Tong Xiaoye's body flashed past Lang Jun, and pulled him to fly forward in the sky: "I'm fast, see if I can stop Wei Yinfeng!" ”

After advancing to the Great Martial Master, her speed reached the realm of supernatural transcendence, and there were almost no opponents under the Mahayana period, and before she finished speaking, the person had already dragged Lang Jun past Xu Zhanming, and disappeared into the sky in a blink of an eye.

Xu Zhanming's face was still very solemn.

"Ono is fast, Qi Zhong is lonely and insidious and cunning, and he is very good at surviving in danger, and he will definitely be able to drag Ono over." Ning Yuan patted him on the shoulder and comforted him in a deep voice.

"Brother Ning, don't you know, Wei Yinfeng has not lived for a few years, he has acted without scruples in recent years, and he hates Yuan Yuan'er to the core, and now Qi Zhongliao shouts like this, I am afraid that Wei Yinfeng will not only not stop, but also speed up the speed of his hand, Qi Zhongliao is afraid that he will not be able to keep it."

"That ghost spirit body, is it really so powerful?"

Xu Zhanming sighed, and explained while flying rapidly: "This matter is a long story, tens of thousands of years ago, the interface parallel to the cultivation realm was not only the ghost realm and the demon realm, but also the ghost realm. After the perennial scuffle, there are more and more ghost cultivators, almost becoming the best of the Four Realms, and the ghost spirit body is the natural king of ghost cultivation, which can instantly ignite countless resentful ghosts, those monks have a strong grievance before their deaths, and after turning into ghost cultivation, they are even more happy to kill, in case the ghost cultivation grows, the consequences are unimaginable. ”

Xu Zhanming spoke in a hurry, and Ning Yuan quickly realized the severity of the problem.

The existence of this taboo of ghost cultivation is not divided into human races, demons, and demons, and the monks of the three clans can become ghost cultivators when they die with resentment, and the more monks who die in the war, the more the number of ghost cultivators will be, so in the past, the ghost clan can completely devour other interface monks.

And Mo Ling'er turned out to be a ghost spirit body that was rare in 10,000 years, and she also fused with the primordial spirit of the demon saintess......

The matter is very important, the speed of the two of them is extremely fast, but they still can't see the shadow of Wei Yinfeng and Yuan Yuan'er, and in a hurry, the communication talisman in Xu Zhanming's hand suddenly lit up, and the little girl's crisp voice sounded in her ears, with a slight gasp: "Xiao Ming, I saw Wei Yinfeng and Yuan Yuan'er, Qi Zhongliao is still alive, don't worry, I'm so powerful, I'll kill Wei Yinfeng in minutes......"

This girl, the speed is really fast!

Xu Zhanming's heart was relieved, and he was about to tell Ning Yuan the news, when he suddenly heard an earth-shattering loud noise, which seemed to be on the other end of the messenger, and it seemed to be close to his ears.

The messenger in his hand was immediately shattered.

Xu Zhanming looked into the distance sharply.

The explosion occurred in the direction that Tong Xiaoye was chasing, the sound was deafening, and with the spread of sound waves, the entire Yuanzhou City shook violently, the ground swelled, the city walls collapsed, the screams of the monks were endless, and the dust in the city was surging, like the end of the world.

The flying sword shook violently and fell from the air, Xu Zhanming urged the spiritual power, only to find that he couldn't control the flying sword, and the spiritual power of the entire space was very unstable, and he couldn't fly smoothly at all......

What kind of power can destroy the stability of the spiritual power of the entire space?

"Ono!"

Xu Zhanming's heart shook violently, he screamed bitterly, threw away the flying sword and crawled up, his speed instantly increased several times, and he rushed to the center of the explosion at a gallop, and the panic in his heart was extreme.

The heads of the eight major sects all brought the Zhenpai Talisman that had been inherited by the sect for many years this time, and the power of the eight was comparable to that of an artifact, which could not only block the space, but also prevent the monk from exploding himself, so this time he besieged Mo Ling'er without fear, but this explosion could actually ignore the Eight Talismans of the Hidden Dragon, and Ono had just arrived at the center of the explosion, and he also saw Wei Yinfeng and Yuan Yuan'er......

Xu Zhanming didn't dare to continue to think about it, the spiritual power in the air was chaotic and he couldn't fly, he ran wildly, jumping over the collapsed and deep ground everywhere, and the speed was no less than the flying of the imperial sword.

Almost at the same time, a figure passed him and rushed to the front with incredible speed.

It's Ning Yuan......

Ono, Ono, how are you?

Ning Yuan ran faster and faster, his volley speed broke through the limit, and almost in the blink of an eye, he stepped on the ruins all over the ground and entered the center of the explosion, and was about to continue searching, his pupils contracted violently, and he flew to avoid a sudden crack.

There is even a spatial crack!

"Ono!"

Ning Yuan stopped and shouted loudly with his spiritual power.

As far as the eye can see, dark and narrow spatial cracks are everywhere, flickering and changing, and broken dead branches and bricks accidentally fall to the cracks, and they are swallowed up in a blink of an eye.

What the hell is going on, why are there so many spatial cracks, Ono?

In the center of the northernmost explosion, the dense spatial cracks were like spider webs, and it was impossible to get close at all, Ning Yuan stopped and shouted loudly: "Ono! Ono? ”

"Ono, where are you?" (To be continued......)