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Yang Tong thousand words!

Ink dyed clothes still remember this name, once in Wanhua City, this Lori-looking ghost cultivator injured her, and she was seriously injured because of her reckless action to seize the life seal, and fled away.

Of course, she will not forget the person who wanted to seize the newborn ghost sword butterfly and hurt her.

It is said that this extremely talented Yang Tong Qianyan is very unfriendly with his family, and even extremely hateful, it is unknown why, but it is impossible for the Yang Tong family to hand her over.

Later, Mo Dye Yi went from Yuqi Peak to Izumo Peak, and he was busy with peak affairs, so he never paid attention to her news again, and he didn't expect to see her here and now.

At that time, she was a minor monk in the Qi refining period who had just stepped into the path of cultivation, and Yang Tong Qianyan was a ghost cultivator in the foundation building period of Lori's old woman's heart.

And at this moment, she is the same as her, she is a Jindan period of cultivation, she has grown up, from a girl to a real woman, and the other party still maintains the appearance of a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, her face is as pale as paper, her blood-colored eyes are like wheels, and she is strange and evil.

The light gray gauze skirt is windless and automatic, the long hair is messy and flying, all the qi is like yesterday, on the ghost Xiu's body, it is difficult to see the marks of the years, they live in the air of yin and yang, age, for them is just a number, there is no meaning.

It was obviously an enemy meeting, but Mo Dye Yi felt that looking at her was inexplicably kind.

The first time Mo Dye Yi looked at the past, Yang Tong Qianyan also discovered her, to be exact, she found the ghost sword butterfly that only saw her excited, no, it should be the blood-threaded ghost sword butterfly.

The demonic blood pupils slowly rotated, giving Yang Tong Qianyan a little more life.

"Mind sitting down?" Everyone just felt dazzled, and there was a woman with long hair and almost mopping the floor next to that powerful ghost cultivator, although it was only the back. But the wind is swaying. Fascinating.

Yang Tong looked at her fixedly for a while, nodded slowly, such a simple action, but she was extremely stiff to do.

"I want to know about the Cold Jade Palace." She gets straight to the point, judging from Yang Tong Qianyan's style of acting, this Lori ghost cultivator seems to prefer to be simple and direct...... It's even a little rough.

"Why should I sue you?" Yang Tong Qianyan said indifferently.

"You are not the only one who knows about the Red Immortal Star. I could have found someone else, but, if you will, I am not to blame for what you have done in the past. It is also possible to pay a certain amount of remuneration. The look of the ink-dyed clothes was very serious.

Yang Tong Qianyan sneered, "I think you also know that except for those who walked out of the firmament, no one in the Canglan Continent would pay attention to the movements over there, let alone the inconspicuous Hanyu Palace. "What she said is actually not true, the Hanyu Palace may have been unknown before, but after the Ten Thousand Immortals Palace came to the door. It became a sect that was on an equal footing with the Canglan Qu Sword Sect, even if it was still small at this time, it would definitely catch up in the future, at least at that time, the monks of the two continents thought so, but no one could predict it in the future, who could have thought that such a tragic change would occur.

The demonic blood pupils fell on the blood-threaded ghost sword butterfly next to him, revealing strong longing and regret. "Let your bloodshot ghost sword butterfly do one thing for me, and I will tell you everything you know."

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The ink-dyed clothes were enveloped in great surprises.

It turned out that the Hanyu Palace, the Qu Sword Sect, and the Heavenly Sword Sect had all left with the Ten Thousand Immortal Palace.

"How did you know that at that time, you were in the Canglan Continent, right?" Ink-dyed clothes asked.

Yang Tong Qianyan walks without feet, leans on floating, and speaks, following a female ghost-like figure. Walk in a cave that is getting darker and hotter. It wasn't a pleasant experience.

"There will always be news leaking out afterwards, and Wanxian Palace's every move has attracted much attention. The news may be a little late, but it will definitely come. "Yang Tong Qianyan's body gradually has a thin layer of ghost mist, the Red Immortal Star is a typical fire attribute planet, large and small volcanoes are all over the planet, they have been going deep into the ground, the temperature is getting higher and higher, for the ghost cultivators, although they can't feel the temperature, it does not affect their natural aversion to fire.

The more firepower, the more uncomfortable it becomes.

Ink dyed clothes are very disgusting, such ordinary news, she and anyone can inquire about it, but she was fooled by this old woman with a loli body, sure enough, everything can't just look at the surface, and people who seem to be straight will also cheat.

But what she promised, the ink dyeing clothes will definitely do, and a ghost cultivator is interested in something under the volcano, which also makes her curious.

"Why did the Ten Thousand Immortals Palace find the Cold Jade Palace?" This is somewhat counterintuitive.

"You ask me, I ask who to go." I don't know if it's no longer hostile, Yang Tong Qianyan's words are obviously a lot more, and the tone is very casual.

Well, this kind of thing should be asked to the Hanyu Palace.

"What do you want my Bloodshot Ghost Sword Butterfly to do?" It's mysterious, I'd rather tell the news first, than what I need the fat girl to do, just say that there will be no danger with the strength of the bloodshot ghost sword butterfly.

Although the ink dyed clothes were suspicious, after a moment of measurement, she still came as promised, and with her current cultivation and many "thugs", she was not afraid of this Yang Tong Qianyan.

"A hundred zhang or so deeper, there is a magma fire pool, there is a nascent fire spirit in it, but all such spiritual creatures are the most sensitive to the breath of ghosts, as soon as I get close, it will dive into the fire pool, there is no way, only rely on your ghost butterfly, to lure the fire spirit out." Yang Tong Qianyan always maintained his speed, kept advancing, and did not look back, and said: "When the time comes, as long as you let your ghost butterfly cast the Nether Eye and let it lose its mind for a moment, I will be able to collect it." ”

A natural spiritual creature like a fire spirit is the most sensitive to breath, especially in this kind of environment that is conducive to it, the range of perception is very wide, as long as it is slightly close, it will be perceived, Yang Tong Qianyan This kind of authentic ghost cultivation, the cold ghost qi is extremely strong, and it is extremely harmful to the newborn fire spirit, so she will hide as soon as she notices it, and she can't jump into the magma to find it.

The fat girl is different, although it is the same netherworld attribute, but between yin and yang, you can condense your body, and you can hide your breath, it is very easy to hide from a newborn little guy, and it may also play a role in confusing it, so that the fire spirit thinks that it is a spirit beast that does not open its eyes and runs over to grab territory with it, for intelligent creatures, territorial consciousness is extremely heavy.

"Fire Spirit?" Ink-dyed clothes raised his eyebrows in surprise, "It turns out that you have the idea of fighting fire spirits, but I'm curious, what are you doing with this kind of fire spirit like this?" ”

"Be useful, don't bother!" Yang Tong Qianyan's figure froze, turned her head suddenly, and said with a gloomy face, the ghost mist on her body rose and fell violently as she turned around, becoming more and more intense.

Enigmatical!

Mo Dye Yi didn't say much, he just wanted to end it quickly and leave as soon as possible.

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said that she only needed the help of the bloodshot ghost sword butterfly, but in fact, the ink dyed clothes also had to contribute, which made her feel even more calculated, and she didn't give the old woman Lori a good face.

"Alright, that's it." Yang Tong Qianyan didn't care about the cold face of the ink-dyed clothes, all she thought about was the magma fire pool below.

The ink-dyed clothes supported the fire spirit cover, covering the two of them inside, of course she herself would not feel uncomfortable, but Yang Tong Qianyan was covered by such a fire spirit cover because of her physique, and it was very unbearable, and her body was covered with a ghost mist like a substance, and her face was even paler.

A wisp of ghost floated out of Yang Tong Qianyan's body, and Mo Dye Yi looked at this ghost that Yang Tong Qianyan seemed to copy in surprise, her body soul body was not pale and gray like Yang Tong Qianyan, but a bewitching red like blood, and the bright red color stained her whole body, as if she had just crawled out of the red dye.

This female ghost is not afraid of flames like ordinary ghosts, because her whole body is burned with fireworks that are hotter than the fire-spirit cover of the ink-dyed clothes.

"Burning Yin Spiritual Fire!" The ink-dyed clothes were shocked, and they had already recognized that the flame on the surface of this yin soul was the spiritual fire she was most familiar with—the Burning Yin Spiritual Fire!

Burning Yin Spiritual Fire, the nemesis of a dark and filthy thing, belongs to the fire of the sun.

"Qianxin, come back quickly!" Yang Tong Qianyan's face showed a little anxiety, and he stretched out his hand to grab the yin soul back and reintegrate it into his body.

It is not uncommon for ghost cultivators to nourish spirits and ghosts by themselves, just like cultivators refining magic weapons in their bodies, but such a yin soul, no, it should be said that it is a spirit ghost, and the burning yin spiritual fire that burns with the fire of the supreme yang is the nemesis of a qiē ghost cultivation.

What is the difference between being included in the body and looking for death?

"Qianyan, you can't hold it down anymore, give up, count me begging you." The spirit ghost called Qianxin pleaded with a face.

Ghosts don't have tears, but Mo Dye Yi seems to see a little crystal in the eyes of the female ghost, perhaps, her heart is crying.

The damage of the Burning Yin Spirit Fire to the ghosts is huge, and even the fat girl is far away from the female ghost, with a look of disgust, for fear of getting a little touched.

This is different from the Burning Yin Spiritual Fire in her body, obviously not at the same level, in the simplest way, the Burning Yin Spiritual Fire on the female ghost's body is much more advanced than the Spiritual Fire in the ink-stained body.

Spiritual fire of this quality, even if it is a monk in the infancy stage, no monk dares to collect it in his body, it is the nemesis of dark and filthy things, it does not mean that it is not harmful to non-dark things. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come (qidian.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. )