"Don't worry, old ghost, I don't need you to remind me, I will stay away from her!"

Ning Feng looked at Su Muyu's reassurance, his tone was full of fear, and he felt that it was a long life, look at what he has been tortured into these days.

"Then I'll rest assured, I'm scared when I look at this little girl, it's right for you to stay away from her, by the way, I'll still talk to you about this monster in the sky, and if it drags on, I'm afraid that there will be more and more resentment gathered around, and then it will be troublesome." ”

Although the old ghost was a little surprised by Ning Feng's frightened tone, he had been paying attention to the blood-red face in the sky in the broken sword, so he continued.

"After all, this thing is the same existence as me, it is a soul body, and if a person has no distracting thoughts in his heart, it is no threat at all. It's just that it gathers too many resentments, and my soul power is extremely weak, otherwise I wouldn't have fallen asleep in the broken sword and was almost swallowed by it, but fortunately, the broken sword has a spirit and blocked it from continuing in time, otherwise I would have died too unjustly.

If my soul sense were stronger, I could have devoured it in turn, and then returned to the broken sword, refining it with the help of the power of the broken sword, but now it is difficult for me to talk to you, I'm afraid I won't be its opponent.

What I said below, you firmly remember, if something goes wrong and you lose your life, don't blame the demon!"

The old ghost's voice became solemn.

"I don't know how much you have learned the Wolong Seal I gave you, this kind of soul body, especially afraid of psychic things, later, you do your best to bombard the big face with the spirit seal, make it afraid and afraid, and then take advantage of its anger, use this broken sword to cut it, by the way, what is your attribute spiritual power?"

Ning Feng was silent for a moment, and then replied in his mind: "What I have awakened is the fire attribute spiritual power, but a few days ago, the Chaotic Ancient Demon Sutra that you taught me to practice operated on its own, devouring the thunder attribute spiritual vein that the fourth-level demonic beast had just bred, so now I have also preliminarily mastered the thunder attribute." ”

The old ghost was a little surprised, and he didn't speak for a long time, and only when Ning Feng was a little uneasy in his heart did he sigh leisurely.

"Forget it, I'll talk to you slowly about this matter in the future, the fire attribute is domineering, and the thunder attribute has heavenly might, and the two are best at dealing with this resentful soul body, but unfortunately, you don't have more powerful martial arts." ”

Ning Feng heard the old ghost talk about martial arts, and then remembered another very headache question, and hurriedly said helplessly.

"Old ghost, I don't know what's going on with this broken sword, I can't use spiritual power on it, I'm afraid I won't be able to exert its power later. ”

When the old ghost heard this, his breath was suffocated, and he hated that iron could not become a steel road.

"You don't even know the common sense of dripping blood to recognize the Lord, maybe you have dripped blood before, but at that time this broken sword was spiritless, and now it and I are pregnant with each other, and it has already had spirituality, you must drip the essence blood into the broken sword again, fuse you with its spiritual sense, and it will become a part of your body!"

Ning Feng suspiciously untied the cloth wrapped around the broken sword, then bit his finger, blood fell down his fingertips, as soon as he touched the broken sword, he disappeared in an instant, but Ning Feng's mind was shocked, he closed his eyes and looked at his sea of qi, only to see a broken sword suspended in the dark sea of qi, which looked very strange in the dark sea of qi.

Ning Feng held the broken sword and used the spiritual power, his heart was overjoyed, and he really felt that the broken sword and himself seemed to be connected by blood, not to mention the heavy feeling before, even the weight of the ordinary saber disappeared, he felt something in his heart, put away the faint spiritual power of the fiery red in his left hand, and instantly felt the heaviness of the mountain in his hand.

"Prepare to do it, this strange thing, it's been delaying for a long time, but it's getting more and more tricky, and besides, my heart is very uneasy, like something very important has been ignored by me. The old ghost reminded Ning Feng loudly.

Ning Feng nodded, and the two spiritual powers between his hands surged, and when he was about to draw a spiritual seal on his side, Su Muyu suddenly walked over and threw the sword in front of him, and said in a cold voice.

"What do you want to do? Tell you, you can't move the things in the sky, stay honest with me!"

Ning Feng put away his spiritual power and looked at her strangely, sure enough, the old ghost was right, this girl had already seen it.

"Do you know what's going on?" Ning Feng stared at Su Muyu and was about to ask for an explanation, his tone was a little cold.

"I didn't know, I was sure that the big face in the sky appeared, have you heard the story of this White Lotus Mountain?"

Su Muyu didn't want to deal with Ning Feng, but seeing that the latter was displeased, he actually opened his mouth to answer.

"I suspect that this ten miles of Lianhe is afraid that the living Buddha's handwriting, he wants to resurrect that woman, I have stayed here for so many days, and I also feel the breath of the avenue he left, tonight I saw that big face, I am convinced, the living Buddha did try this, but unfortunately, he seems to have failed, that face is a woman's face!"

Ning Feng nodded, put away the broken sword, and looked at Su Muyu's expression softened a lot.

"I just don't like you to hide it from me, it feels like you're alone and everything is under your control, and Ouyang Heng and I are like a few fools, being played around by you, friends, it's not like this. ”

Su Muyu nodded thoughtfully, still looking at Ning Feng suspiciously.

"I can find out because I have this strength, and I have treasures in my body, you can find out and not be affected by that resentment, this is not right, say, do you want to hide some secrets from me!"

Ning Feng also knew that this girl's nature was not bad, and she could say whatever she wanted, and she couldn't hide it at all, but he would never dare to say it.

"Oh, I had an adventure, when I was a child, I fell into a big pit and met a white-bearded old grandfather, he said I ......" Ning Feng began to talk nonsense.

"Okay, if you don't say it, don't say it, you have to learn from my father's magic stick, it's the white-bearded old man who once said this and that, and used it to teach me a lesson. Su Muyu said impatiently, then turned around and said, "Remember, no matter what happens tonight, don't make a move, watch carefully!"

"Old ghost?" Ning Feng saw Su Muyu running to find Xiu'er, Ouyang Heng was also painting, he looked up at the sky, his sad face did not decrease by half a point, is it possible, really stay here and wait for death? Ning Feng wondered.

"Ahh

The old ghost's tone was a little afraid, now he saw clearly, this girl is definitely the descendant of that bastard, not to mention that the appearance is one or two points similar, just the jade pendant hanging around her neck makes her unforgettable for life.

Moreover, the old ghost always felt that when the girl was talking to Ning Feng just now, her eyes were always sweeping around the broken sword, as if her soul body with a broken sword had long been noticed by her, and there was nowhere to hide in her eyes. The old one harmed himself so badly, and the little one didn't let go of himself!

Ning Feng was even more dumbfounded now, even the old ghost looked like he had nothing to do with himself, and he looked like he was hanging high, it seemed that he was afraid that he could only sit down and wait slowly.

It's just that what Ning Feng has always been unable to understand is that Xiu'er and Ouyang Heng have obviously raised their heads many times, but they seem to be unable to see anything, which makes Ning Feng even more confused. He began to ponder Su Muyu's words, it seems that his current strength should not be able to see the soul body, as for why, it is either because of the old ghost, because he is also a soul body, or because he has a special physique, or because he has practiced the Chaos Ancient Demon Sutra, as for what the reason, Ning Feng pouted, God knows!

"Look at the river, those lotus flowers are moving again, they seem to be starting to get closer!"

Ouyang Heng held the brush, he devoted himself to painting, and observed the lotus flower on the river surface most carefully, and when he saw this scene, he first rubbed his eyes, and after making sure that he was not mistaken, he reminded everyone loudly.

Ning Feng had closed his eyes and leaned against a big stone and began to rest, but when he heard this, he jumped up suddenly, his gaze swept to the surface of the river, and then he looked up at the sky as if he remembered something.

The water on the river surface is rippling, the brilliance is flowing, the white lotus flowers slowly close at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally the eyes are all buds waiting to be released, in the center, a lotus flower quietly blooms, moving and beautiful, as if it is it, so that the countless white lotus flowers around themselves are ashamed of themselves.

Everyone's eyes did not stay on the white lotus, but looked at the woman who slowly raised her head in the heart of the flower, it was an illusory and ethereal figure, and the face could not be seen clearly, but the graceful figure was graceful and charming.

She stepped out of the heart of the flower, like a Lingbo fairy treading water, her eyes kept staring in one direction, she walked very slowly, like a fairy in this lotus bush, the appearance of the weak willow supporting the wind is pitiful.

Ning Feng raised his head, his eyes were stunned, that big face was already a human face, very similar to the fairy-like figure in the lotus, it couldn't really be seen, but it seemed to be within reach, it was also affectionately looking in a direction, that direction, she was looking at every moment of her life, but, until she died, she didn't wait for the man to come back.

The human face began to twist and become hideous, and the fairy in the lotus suddenly turned her hands into claws, and grabbed Su Muyu like a ghost, Su Muyu looked calm, as if she didn't notice it at all, and still stared blankly at the shadow that was getting closer and closer.

Ning Feng was a little anxious, but thinking of Su Muyu's words, he took a deep breath to restrain the urge to use the spirit seal to destroy the face of the person in the sky, but his right hand slowly stretched out to the hilt of the broken sword behind his back, ready to attack.

Ouyang Heng and Xiu'er's eyes were dim, obviously they had been confused and in a trance.

"Yitian Sword!"

Su Muyu snorted softly, the sword on his waist seemed to have a spiritual intelligence, and suddenly stabbed the face in the sky, the sword body shook into two in the air, and two shook into four, and finally Qi thirty-six sword shadows aimed at the human face, but it was just hanging in the air, but it was not cut off.

The shadow in the lotus claw grabbed Su Muyu's throat, Su Muyu just dodged it with a slight turn, she could have taken advantage of the situation to eliminate the lotus immortal, but she didn't, but instead whispered in a voice that only she and the woman said.

"The person you were waiting for came back later, he didn't bear you, and these ten miles of white lotus are his tears. ”

The figure in the lotus was slightly sluggish, and there seemed to be pain on the face that could not see clearly.

"Like you, I want to know the reason why he only came back for ten years, and I also want to know why he escaped into the empty door, fortunately, he is still alive, in Mount Meru, my Yitian Sword, send a sword spirit, you are my sword spirit, I have regrets in your life, take you to see him, okay?"

Su Muyu's voice was soft, not in a hurry, like a discussion, but also like an inquiry.

Without thinking, the shadow turned around and flew towards the saber in the air, the twisted and hideous human face disappeared in an instant, Ouyang Heng and Xiu'er came to their senses, and then witnessed the next scene that they would never forget.