Time passed in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye, half a year passed.

Practice, refine the sword, refine the step, refine the soul.

Except for Bai Qi, who would stare at the sky in a daze every few days and not know what to think, his whole body was immersed in cultivation.

Hard work pays off.

Skill comes from practice.

In short, some things are repeated a thousand times, whether they are talented or not, there will always be something to look like.

The Grief and Anger Kill and the Thoughts and Horror Kills in the Three Killings of the Nine Swords and Souls of the Phantom Life are all mastered to the realm of entering the realm, or only one step away, which is emotional. As for the third sword sorrow killing, Bai Qi also had a clue.

The phantom step is the first layer of three phantom steps, Bai Qi also cultivates to the realm of Dacheng, and steps out, the three illusory shadows are condensed by illusions, which are also true and illusory, and it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

At night, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce.

Bai Qipan sat on the bed, his consciousness absorbing the spiritual power between heaven and earth, transforming into a trace of illusionary power. Then, like bricks and tiles, little by little, they were piled up on the twenty-first soul line of light and darkness.

It's late at night.

Bai Qi's chest rose and fell slightly, and in the meridians in his body, the power of illusion was constantly surging.

Suddenly, Bai Qi's body trembled suddenly, and when he ran the True Soul Sutra, another wisp of aura was inhaled into Bai Qi's body, turning into the power of illusion. This wisp of illusionary power is the last wisp, light as the wind, but when it falls on the twenty-first soul line, it has a thousand weights.

Rumble!

It seemed to be an obstacle between the rivers, which was broken at this moment, and for a while, the illusion in Bai Qi's body turned from dead to alive, turning into an endless stream of water, and the ocean was arbitrary in Bai Qi's body.

Bai Qi let go of his heart, he sensed everything around him, he sensed the surging and vigorous power of illusion in his body, and he also felt that the spiritual power between heaven and earth seemed to be close to him at this moment.

It was as if his entire body had turned into a soul star.

The aura between heaven and earth may be easily transformed into his own illusion power under the movement of his mind.

"Hallucinations, birth. ”

Therefore, Bai Qizhen tried to transform the spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth into the power of illusion.

Bang!

Bai Qi's mind came out and fell into spiritual power.

And then...... It is at this time that silence is better than sound.

How to transform spiritual power between heaven and earth, Bai Qi has not yet learned, he is touching his head at this moment.

"Well, it's not that simple. ”

Bai Qi smiled awkwardly, he suddenly remembered that his mind melted into heaven and earth, turning spiritual power into soul power, which was the realm of the Wraith Realm boss.

The Wraith Boss is still far from Bai Qi.

Before meeting the Wraith Boss, Bai Qike had to kill a half-step Wraith first.

"Yuan Cheng, forty years old stepped into the half-step wraith, now sixty years old, although the mind did not melt into the sky to stop the half-step wraith, but its soul star soul line, maybe a lot of it has melted into the body, maybe stronger than expected. ”

The soul star soul line is integrated into the body, and the mind is integrated into the heaven and earth, which is the soul realm, and both are indispensable. A strong person who really steps into the Wraith Realm can casually kill a half-step Wraith who has only one path to go.

However, Bai Qi is the Great Perfection of the Soul Realm, and the person he wants to kill is the half-step Wraith Soul Yuanxian, who has been immersed in the soul fusion for twenty years, and Bai Qi is not an exaggeration to describe it as terrifying.

Does Bai Qi dare to make a move?

"December 20 is an auspicious day. ”

"Just that day. ”

Bai Qi thought about it seriously,

I chose a more pleasing day.

What are you going to do on such a pleasing day?

Murder.

After all, it is to exterminate the bloody matter of the Yuan family, and it is still necessary to choose a good day and an auspicious day to rush the evil spirit.

......

On the other side, the Yuan family.

They've been crazy for half a year.

Even the Lin family and the Feng family, who were both the three major families in Shiyan City, would not dare to offend them at this time.

First of all, the most beloved grandson of Yuancheng, the thirteen-year-old Yuanhua Dynasty died in the wilderness.

It is conceivable that the anger of the Yuan Cheng is already monstrous.

However, there are people who like to play with fire.

Less than two months later, the pride of the young generation of the Yuan family, Yuan Huatian, the first person in Shiyan City, died again.

I heard that Yuan Huatian was only found half a month after his death, and most of his body had been eaten by wild beasts.

At this moment, the whole city was in an uproar.

This is clearly to fight with the Yuan family.

How could the Yuan family endure it? Yuan Cheng, a half-step wraith soul, personally led the team to arrest the murderer.

However, even if under the indulgence of the city lord of Shiyan City, Shiyan City was turned upside down, and the Yuan family did not catch the shadow of the murderer.

People's hearts are sinister, and from time to time, there are rumors that the person who killed the Yuanhua Dynasty and the Yuanhuatian is the same half-step ghost, and the family was once killed by the Yuan family, and it was to take revenge.

As a result, the prestige of the Yuan family plummeted, and the face was disgraced, and more importantly, some people of the Yuan family were worried and afraid, and people were panicked all day long.

Can the Yuan family not be anxious?

If you don't rush it, you will be wiped out.

However, some things are really in a hurry, the murderer has disappeared, and the Yuan family has been crazy for half a year, and they can't find it or can't find it.

"If you move the person of my Yuan family, I want him not to die well. ”

In the Yuan family hall,

The Yuan Dynasty is above, and the descendants of the Yuan family's life and soul realm gather here to discuss the strategy of finding the murderer.

Yuan Cheng spoke, angry and domineering.

Below, several old men glanced at the Yuan Cheng who was still deliberately showing anger in front of them, and they wanted to stop talking.

In the end, I had to sigh helplessly and keep silent.

After half a year of tossing, the clan elders understood, and they knew that the murderer could not be caught.

However, the two people who died were the only two grandsons of Yuan Cheng, Yuan Cheng was the head of the family, and he was the existence of a half-step wraith, he wanted to be willful, who would dare to "wake up" him? No one!

"Why don't you go to City Lord Ye?"

There was an old man with a sharp nose pulling his old wrinkled face and admonishing Yuan Cheng.

When Yuan Cheng heard this, his eyes lit up, and he seemed to be moved.

"Master, no!"

"Head of the house, think twice!"

Immediately, two clan elders stood up to dissuade them.

"Why not?"

Who is Yuan Cheng, he is a half-step wraith powerhouse who has controlled Yuan Cheng for twenty years.

In the past, no one had contradicted him.

Now, he wants to help his grandson avenge him, but someone has spoken out to stop him.

Yuan took him, and he was going crazy.

Yuan multiplied by a thought, and the hall suddenly became hot

“......”

Seeing this posture, the two clan elders who spoke out didn't dare to speak any longer, and moved their eyes to an old man with white hair in a robe on the left hand side of Yuan Cheng.

"The master of the house, you go to the city lord. ”

"You can hand over the third iron ore. ”

The old man spoke, and his voice was old.

Listening to the white-haired old man's words, Yuan Cheng nodded.

And the two clan elders before were like dead fire.

They stared at the white-haired old man in horror, as if a word was stuck in his throat and could not be pronounced.

"Tonight, I'm going to visit the city lord. ”

"Let him arrest the murderer for our Yuan family!"

Since the white-haired old man supports it, then there is no contradiction in the Yuan family.

Yuan Cheng spoke again and announced his decision.

His grandson of Yuancheng doesn't deserve to die, he wants to let that sinner suffer in hell on earth!