Hua Lingyuan's misunderstanding of the Nine Directions Ghost Funeral, let's ignore her first, and she is probably the only one in this world who will feel that the big guy is not difficult to get along with. In fact, if it is difficult to get along, she will also be conquered by the appearance of a certain big man, which makes the relationship between the two easy to get along with, cough~

At this time, there were no injuries or scars on the face raised by Jiufang Youyou, and Ermaruko completed the mission given to it by her master, returning this person she was most distressed to Zhao.

He stood between heaven and earth, so handsome and perfect that it seemed to be refined by the Nine Heavens Milky Way, and even made people feel unreal.

Turning, his iron-gray and indifferent new eyes swept across the hall, seeing the place where he had been imprisoned for nineteen hundred and eighty-seven years, and all that caught his attention was a brand-new coffee table and a large burden resting on it.

That's what the girl said she had for him.

He walked towards that side with his slender and sturdy legs, touching the burden with his hands, only to feel that it was bulging inside, and he knew that it was full without opening it.

How many of the two sets of clothes were there?He was a little more stunned at this moment, but he didn't open it, but looked at the four demon chains that had fallen to the stone brick floor.

He remembered that when the fire was on fire, the little girl took a lot of her clothes to insulate him, but at this time there was no piece of cloth on the ground, and she thought that she had taken them back before leaving, even if they were stained by his hands, and she was reluctant to throw them away.

The water and fire cloth, the chaise longue and the small bench were also taken away. Fortunately, the coffee table needs to be used to put things, otherwise it will not be left, that girl is indeed too diligent and thrifty......

The Nine Directions Ghost couldn't help but let out a light breath from his nose, as if he let out a very inconspicuous sigh. No longer looking for these things, he walked to the side of the demon sting thorn that had been pulled out by Hua Lingyuan, and regained his expressionless face and raised one foot to step on it, and his feet exerted a slight force.

The extremely hard demon-slaying thorn, which seemed to be made of ice, snapped in two with a tragic "click".

The Nine Directions Ghost Burial raised a hand and placed it in front of him, hanging above the two broken demon-slaying thorns.

Soon, two drops of crimson blood actually rose from the broken part, as if extremely happy rushed towards his hand, and in the blink of an eye, they burrowed back into his body.

These are his two drops of natal essence blood, but at the beginning of his imprisonment, he was forcibly plundered by someone and refined into this spiritual weapon that suppressed him, and he only returned to his body at this moment.

The same is true for the standard simplification. He easily crushed the legendary evil mantis totem that could devour the Immortal Emperor-level demon, and recovered three drops of essence blood from its shattered head pattern, and from then on, there was no standard in this world.

Destroying two spiritual weapons one after another, far away within the Jiufang family, Jiufang Yi, who had already arrived in the council hall at this time, was in turmoil, and he already knew in his heart that the monster in the forbidden land was really out of suppression, but he hadn't gotten an explanation yet, how did the monster escape!

The anger in Jiufangyi's heart could no longer be hidden, and his eyebrows were upside down and he directly slapped a spiritual jade strip case in the council hall into a puff of powder, and loudly reprimanded the next group of juniors who were panicked to the point of fear. And these juniors are almost the elders of the Jiufang family, and among them is the patriarch Jiufangqing, who is also an immortal emperor.

A monk's natal essence blood was not much, and with the recovery of five drops, the extremely cold body temperature of the Nine Directions Ghost Burial finally rose a little, and only the last drop remained. After all of them were recovered, this body would not be so cold to the touch, and Jiufang Yu Fu slightly pinched his palm to feel the current body temperature.

He looked outside the Haotian Palace, the people of the Jiufang family had already rushed to the small half, because of the disappearance of the prohibition, they entered here as if they were in a no-man's land, and soon, Yi Gao was more bold and stood beside Wu Dong, who was originally too frightened, but he didn't dare to act rashly, only while holding a weapon to demonstrate to him in the hall, he asked Wu Dong about the situation decently, as if he came here just to complete an ordinary task.

Wu Dong, seeing that the backup had arrived at this time, finally had confidence in his heart, and tried to convey the situation immediately.

In fact, he didn't know too much about the causes and consequences, but he had been in charge of the forbidden land for a long time, and he knew a little bit about Hua Lingyuan's actions these days, so he just had some say in the changes in the situation before and after the Nine Directions Ghost Burial lost its confinement.

The courtyard was immediately full of people, some were looking at the Jiufang Tomb standing still, and some looked up at this courtyard, feeling that this place was very different from the rumors they had heard about this place.

Jiufang Phantom Burial did not attack those clansmen first, but glanced at Wu Dong coldly, and the dark spirit root attribute aura in his body was agitated, and after a while, the black aura overflowed from his body, and was quickly absorbed by the dark Haoshi under his feet.

His behavior naturally attracted the attention of the Jiufang clan people who were always on guard outside, and many people didn't know what he was going to do, but these monks could be sent here, and they were not ordinary Xiaobai in the end, since the monsters used their aura, they were also ready to run the exercises, rush into the Haotian Temple to take down the monsters, and the Hui clan handed over.

It's a pity that the ideal is very plump and the reality is very skinny, although they feel that the monster has just broken free from suppression, and its strength must be greatly reduced, but in fact, even if the Jiufang Ghost Burial fails to accept the bonus of the second pill, it is not that their group of "little minions" can shout and kill at will.

Moreover, these Jiufang people rushed into the Haotian Palace, under their strength, they actually only took a few steps forward, and they were hit to the ground by a wave of energy that suddenly exploded from the Haotian Temple from the inside out, and many people were even shocked by the impact of the inner mansion, vomiting out a mouthful of blood.

Jiufang Yu Yu stood in the hall at this time, feeling the former clansmen outside fall in front of him like weak chickens without emotion.

With this layer of energy wave that he deliberately released, all the Hao stones in the Haotian Temple began to emit a black light that was not clear in the night.

These lights are so strange that they look like light through very thick sunglasses. They grew brighter and brighter, and finally separated one from them, and flew towards the Nine Directions Ghost Burial under the traction of some mechanism, quickly melting into the body under the tattered clothes.

This black particle of light seemed to break some kind of static signal, and more and more particles of light began to break away from the Haoshi, and all poured into the body of the Nine Directions Ghost. At this moment, the aura that had been plundered by this stone hall for 1,987 years also began to return to his side.

The Haotian Temple is actually far from seeing such a stone hall on the surface, deep underground, in fact, the Jiufang family of the chicken thief has simply built this building on a whole Haoshi vein! At the same time, the aura of the Jiufang Ghost Burial that they have absorbed over the years is even more capacity that ordinary monks can't even think of!

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