Ghost Flame raised his cream-like arm, picked up a floating petal, put it to his mouth and blew it gently, and the petal swirled and flew back into the water. "Aren't you hiding from me, too? Otherwise, how could it be wrapped so tightly? The scarlet tongue licked his lips as if he had seen prey.

The man in black raised his eyebrows, looked at Ghost Jianyan with interest, and began to untie his clothes, revealing his slender figure. Seeing his sturdy body submerge into the spring and slowly approach him, the ghost's soft eyes glowed reddish. The water vapor was thick, revealing a little red light and black light, and the two bodies were tightly intertwined in the haze.

The spring light in the hot spring is infinite, and there is a wild and rippling laughter, which suddenly turns into a low moan.

The water vapor conjured up a faint red glow, and with a sound of water, a flawless body broke out of the water, and the ghost saw Yan's palm flip, took out a set of clean clothes, and gently put it on. Ghost saw Yan clasp his hands around and turned to look at the dead sky in the spring.

"Are you sure that thing is on her?" Death broke the sky and suddenly asked.

The ghost saw Yan smiled enchantingly, his fingers wrapped around the green silk, and said, "Well, Jiang Banxian sued me, it is absolutely not wrong." ”

Death Potian's eyes were sharp, and his expression suddenly relaxed, and he let out a long sigh: "The Dragon Ball has been refined, even if Ye Zitong is killed, the Dragon Ball may not be able to be resurrected......"

"So what? Dragon Ball is about the ascension of the palace master, and it must be obtained! "The ghost said coldly, and he swore not to give up until he got the Dragon Ball.

"Potian, don't continue to compete with me for the position of deputy professor, there is no point anymore. I've found a way to kill Ling Shuihan. "Ghost See, Yan Dao.

Death Potian glanced at the ghost and said lightly: "I have my own plans for this matter, you just do your own thing." ”

In a dark dungeon.

Poof. Ye Zitong was thrown into the dungeon very directly by two slave girls. Ye Zitong gradually sobered up, and looked up to see what the hell this place was. This place was surprisingly cold, Ye Zitong shuddered, curled up in the corner, and looked carefully at a pair of clever eyes. The two slave girls threw Ye Zitong into the dungeon and left.

The cell was not large, but it was very eerie, and it was so dark that nothing could be seen. Ye Zitong reached out and touched a soft thing, which was cold and smooth in his hand. The area is quite large, I don't know what it is. Ye Zitong flicked his fingers, and the index finger of his right hand lit up like a candle. Ye Zitong approached the thing she had touched earlier with a wisp of golden flame, and as a result, she saw a large wall. A large wall with a strange diamond-shaped pattern in the middle of the blue!

Suddenly I realized that I couldn't use spells. This was depressing, Ye Zitong finally knew why the people in the fairy world didn't dare to come to the demon world, it turned out that they were often sealed by the people in the demon world, so they were depressed.

"What a ghost, the demon of the Yan Maiden, actually has this means!" Ye Zitong scolded secretly, Ye Zitong suddenly remembered the spirit talisman that Ling Shuihan gave him before leaving, she is a person from the demon world, there should be a seal breaking talisman, right?

I looked carefully and carefully.

"Seal breakers. Is this it? Ye Zitong flipped his palm and took out a dozen yellowed spirit runes. Ye Zitong took a deep breath. Crushed a spirit rune, and a yellow light that seemed to be nothing, drilled into Ye Zitong's body. Ye Zitong carefully led this ray of yellow light, running in his body for a week, and the yellow light began to impact some blood-colored particles on the meridians, and it was these particles that blocked the connection between the meridians and the dantian. Ye Zitong's eyes were closed, and her anger sank into the dantian, and she suddenly found that she could look inside the dantian again.

Ye Zitong tried to mobilize his true qi to impact the blood-colored particles on Ren Du's second vein, and every time he collided, the meridians seemed to be torn apart, and the light of the blood-colored particles dimmed slightly. In just half a cup of tea, Ye Zitong was sweating profusely, and his meridians were painful to death.

Ye Zitong struggled for a while, and finally used the pitiful little bit of true qi in the dantian to wrap the small golden flame and began to burn the blood-colored particles. The temperature of the golden flame is extremely high, much stronger than Ling Shuihan's three-flavor true fire, if Ye Zitong can temper it well, he may be able to evolve into the flame of glowing confusion, this is a magical flame that is no worse than the nine-flavor true fire, and it is best used for refining weapons.

As soon as the golden flame touched the blood-colored particles, it evaporated with a layer of white mist, and then gradually dissolved into nothingness. Ye Zitong's willow eyebrows frowned, the bean-sized golden sweat slipped down his cheeks from his forehead, and the severe pain hit his whole body from the meridians, but Ye Zitong just didn't dare to scream, bit his lip, and moaned a few times in a low voice.

Whew――

Ye Zitong let out a long breath of turbidity and wiped the beads of sweat on his head, "Pick up another seal breaking talisman, do your best to solve the blood-colored particles, and restore your cultivation is the best policy." Ye Zitong gritted his teeth, crushed the broken seal talisman again, protected the meridians with the help of true qi, and burned the blood-colored particles with golden flames.

This method hurts a little, but it works, after a whole night of burning, it finally completely cleared the blood-colored particles, and at this time Ye Zitong had already fallen down in pain. Even so, Ye Zitong still had to cheer up, and the use of true qi just now was too frequent.

Mutter......

The stomach screamed, Ye Zitong rubbed his stomach, a little hungry.

"By the way, what about the Cloud Chaser?" Ye Zitong looked around, and his night vision ability improved a lot after repairing, and he could see things twenty feet around him, it seemed that this cell was so big in total, and he should be able to see farther.

There is no Cloud Chasing Beast, Ye Zitong is worried, although this guy runs very fast, he is still in his infancy, and he is easily caught by those who have cultivated to a high point, or eaten by other demon beasts as a snack!

Anyway, let's get out of this place first.

Boom -

Click! Crack! Cracking sound!

Thundered......

Bursts of thunder rang out, the earth shook, and the dark dungeon was split into countless cracks, and beams of light shot through the cracks into the deepest darkness.

"Someone, what's wrong?" In the Falling Flower Pavilion, the ghost saw Yan was shocked and shouted, in three hundred years, there has never been such a huge movement in the village!

Before the ghost saw Yan's shouting, a silver light and shadow flashed. Heavenly Punishment knelt on one knee and said urgently: "Master, someone has blown up the dungeon!" ”

"What? Someone blew up the dungeon? "The ghost saw that Yan was horrified, since she entered the Red Sleeve Village, no one dared to be so presumptuous and arrogant here. Ghost Jianyan's face sank, and he said angrily: "Go to the dungeon!" ”

In the ruins, Ye Zitong quietly poked out half of his head, a little depressed, worthy of being the spirit rune of the master of the Demon Palace, and the effect was good.

At this time, a burst of footsteps came in a hurry, hum, it was too slow, Ye Zitong quickly got out of here.

Whoa, whoa--

Two rays of light, one red and one white, swept by.

Onimi Flame stopped in the clearing in front of the dungeon that had been shattered by the Thunder Talisman, and Damnation followed. The ghost saw that the cold eyes were swept away, and the deep black dungeon built with the black crystals that he had painstakingly searched for for years was blown up by a third, and it was difficult not to be angry!

"Who is the master who offended my Red Sleeve Village, please show up and see it!" The ghost saw the fire and shouted angrily, and the voice contained an extremely violent bloody aura, which made people's eardrums hurt when they heard it.

There was silence for a while, but no one answered except the wind.

"Damned!" Hellish Flames Drink Wildly!

Heavenly Punishment immediately clenched his fists and knelt on the ground, and said loudly: "Heavenly Punishment is not effective in protecting Zhuang, and I am willing to be punished!" (To be continued......)