Xin Zhi suddenly remembered, wasn't Wuxiangjun the ghost king before Snow Valley?

When I was in the ghost market before, I overheard the attendants talking about this missing former ghost king, but I didn't expect it to be here!

Wait, he just said that Xue Gu got him in, that is to say, Wu Xiangjun's disappearance was caused by Xue Gu in order to seize the formation!

This Snow Valley, say that she is good, she is ruthless to the people around her in order to achieve her goals, unscrupulous means, say that she is bad, and she loves her daughter Linglong unconditionally, and even sacrifices her cultivation essence at any cost.

Xin Zhi is speechless, no wonder Linglong's character will be like that, you have to get what you like, and if you can't get it, you will ruin it. It's like liking Mo Shan but not knowing how to please him, being self-righteous and good to him, but pushing people far away more and more, and finally dying at his hands, isn't this all the harm of Xue Gu.

She wrote on paper with a pen in her mouth: When did the seniors come in?

Wu Xiangjun glanced at it and said, "I just entered this space, and I was in another place before. ”

He looked at the endless lake in front of him and said, "That girl in Snow Valley actually colluded with the demon cultivator, took advantage of my retreat to plot, stole my cultivation, and when I woke up, I had already arrived in a place full of caves. ”

Xin Zhi asked: How long did the senior leave the ghost market?

Wu Xiangjun calculated, "Maybe a few months?" ”

The girl wondered, no, Wuxiangjun became a god in the mouths of those little monsters in the ghost market, how could he only leave the ghost market for a few months? She shook her head and said it should be more than that.

Wuxiangjun reprimanded, "Of course, it's only a few months, what if Xiao'er waits for a long time." After that, he remembered the letter again, "There are so many jackals, tigers and leopards around her, what if I go back late and be bullied by those people." ”

Xin Zhi wrote: The demons in the ghost city don't know you, I'm afraid it will be longer.

The gray-robed man was stunned, "That... A few years? ”

Generally, the little demons who are similar to Qi refining can live for one or two hundred years, the foundation building period is three or four hundred years, and they can live for seven or eight hundred years when they reach Jindan, and the Yuan Infant is even worse. However, no one in the ghost market mentioned anything about Wu Xiangjun, and even if there were, it was just a story in the teahouse.

Who is Wuxiangjun, the first person to cultivate ghosts, and the closest to the power of ghosts and gods in the ghost world. Who doesn't know him? Who would dare not know him? If he is always in people's sight, how can the ghost cultivator be bullied by the demons all the time?

The two looked at each other speechlessly, Wuxiangjun clenched his fists, and his voice trembled unnaturally, "It can't be decades, right?" Xin Zhi looked at him and blinked, and the two were relatively silent.

As far as she knew, Xue Gu had poured Linglong's soul hundreds of times alone, and if it stopped for decades, I am afraid it would be hundreds or even thousands of years.

Wu Xiangjun looked at the simple magnolia hairpin and held his palm tightly, and then let it go.

"You go out, I'm here." He turned away and ignored Xin Zhi.

There was no way, there was no right to speak in front of the great power, Xin Zhi silently climbed down the second floor.

This one's boat became shared by the two, and Wu Xiangjun naturally occupied the cabin of the prince of Yan Kingdom, while Xin Zhi returned to the wooden plank that had been laid at the beginning. She couldn't use either hand now, and it took some effort to climb up the plank.

The sun was still scorching outside the ship, and time had frozen here, she didn't know what it was like outside, and Shen Fei would definitely be angry if she couldn't find herself.

remembered that when the two of them were in the Luan car at the end, she was holding the True Fire Spell in one hand and being pulled by Shen Fei in the other.

He pursed his lips tightly as he watched his hands slide inch by inch from his palm. Xin Zhi knew that Shen Fei would not let go of his hand, but if the True Fire Spell exploded, he would definitely be injured.

So she said "go" softly, and then fell.

Thinking of this, her head was a little messy, so she turned over on the board, but she didn't expect to see Wu Xiangjun standing in front of her as soon as she turned around.

He looked at himself with a frown, "How can you have the essence of Snow Valley in you?" ”

Xin Zhi was stunned for a moment, frozen in place, she slowly sat up and didn't dare to look at Wuxiangjun, this person... How did you find out?

Wuxiangjun reached out and touched her demon core, and said, "How could she cross her essence on you?" "And there's a lot of it!

Just now he entered the cabin to cultivate, but he felt that there was the essence of ghost cultivation around him, and it was still an unpleasant smell.

In addition to the demon corpse downstairs on this entire island, where is there a third person?

Xin Zhi looked at him, and had to explain honestly, she observed Wuxiangjun's expression as she spoke, and saw that there were no big ups and downs, and she was relieved.

Before, I thought that he was afraid that he would be angry with her because he knew that he had a relationship with Yukuya, but now that I think about it, I should be too worried.

After listening to her explanation, Wu Xiangjun looked incredulous, "You... Swallowed the soul of Linglong? She didn't find out? ”

The girl in front of him looked at him blankly and shook her head.

Wuxiangjun sneered, "My apprentice's cultivation is all about stealing, and his brain doesn't seem to be good, his own daughter has been swallowed and rushed to be a mother, hahaha, you said that she spent so much effort to make a wedding dress for others in the end, it was really self-inflicted!" ”

He released his essence qi and traveled to Xin Zhi's body, and the full essence in the demon core, as long as he pinched it lightly, it would come to his body, and then further cultivate back to the peak moment, he could break through the space and return to the original world.

Slender fingers swirled around the core, pondering whether to swallow it or not, when an electric current struck his hand.

Zizi –

"What is this?" Wuxiangjun shrank his hand in disbelief. How could there be such a high cultivation Dao spell in this demon corpse's body? He glanced at Xin Zhi, where did that honest appearance seem to be cultivated?

"Did you know that someone has put spiritual power into your body and set a spell to protect you?" He drew his hand and wrapped it around his chest,

Xin Zhi looked at him stunned, not knowing why.

Wu Xiangjun continued, "That person's cultivation should be on par with mine......"

Speaking of which, he did think that there were too many strange things about this demon corpse at first, such as how she could have a soul, so it seemed that it should be the spell left by this powerful person to protect her. It is not easy to keep the living soul in the body, although for some reason only such a wisp is left, but at least from the spiritual power of this spell, the cultivation of the great power is at least not much different from him.

And those who can reach their current cultivation level have at least reached the point of transcendence in the Six Realms.

In general, this girl has a backstage.

But why did this great power across the Six Realms deliberately set up a spell to protect her?

And when he had a trick with himself before, Wu Xiangjun noticed that this demon corpse was very refined and skilled in every move, as if it had been specially trained.

Although his cultivation has been stolen by Xue Gu a lot now, he is still a strong man in this world, and his cultivation can be counted on his fingers like he is now.

Tianlingzi in the human world, Wuxiangjun in the ghost world, Jialan in the demon world, and by the way, there is also a dead Lord of the Demon Realm, the Blood Moon Demon Venerable.

It would be interesting if the person who cast the spell on her was among them, and he couldn't help but look at Xin Zhi deeply.

And Xin Zhi also felt inexplicable at the moment, who would put a spell on her? The highest cultivation around her is Snow Valley, followed by Shen Fei. However, these people are too different from Wuxiangjun's cultivation, and they must not be the people in his mouth.

The two of them looked at each other with big eyes, and finally Wu Xiangjun said, "That's it, let's go and take a look around first while you still have demonic energy." Xin Zhi has more injuries on her body now, and she feels like a honeycomb, leaking demonic qi all over her body.

The scorching sun outside the ship was in the sky, Wuxiangjun walked in front, and Xin Zhi humped a bunch of gunpowder and weapons behind, all of which Wuxiangjun moved down from the ship, in addition to these, there were dozens of jars of wine. She looked helplessly at the swaggering figure in front of her, sighed, and silently followed.

Wu Xiangjun drank all the way to the wine jar, and I don't know how long she walked, her shoes were worn out, leaking out of her phalanges, and she looked quite down. The two of them came to the bottom of the mountain with dark clouds again, and during these days she silently counted the steps in her heart, and every 10,000 steps she was pulling out a piece of iron armor, and now she had pulled out fifty-seven pieces of armor on her back.

The tall man in the gray robe glanced at this strange mountain range, and his expression became slightly solemn.

Xin Zhi finally came to him with a bunch of goods, and looked at the mountains curiously.

Eventually, she realized that something was wrong, it was getting cold.

The places I had walked through before made it feel like they were cooked, but now it suddenly felt like they were in an ice cellar.

The wind of the heat wave turned into a howling cold wind, blowing like a knife cutting on the face.

As if knowing Xin Zhi's thoughts, Wuxiangjun said in a low voice, "It's the two heavens of ice and fire." ”

Fire and ice? Is that the name of the island?

She looked at the person beside her suspiciously, only to hear him, "This space is one cold and one hot, called the two heavens of ice and fire. ”

He took a step towards the mountain range, "The original world we are in is also one of many spaces, the world is so big, such as a ghost city, such as the space where I was before, it is also one of them. ”

As the name suggests, half of the island is extremely hot and the other half is extremely cold.

It was extremely hot all the way from the lake to here, so it should be extremely cold from this mountain range.

Xin Zhi gritted her teeth and slowly followed with the goods.

On the steep mountain road, the cold wind swept the goose feather snow and fell from the sky, Wuxiangjun opened the magic shield, and the wind and snow bypassed the pale golden magic halo, and no point fell on him. On the contrary, Xin Zhi behind her was like a big snowman, covered with snow.

The armor condensed into ice, and it was a little difficult to even walk, she looked up at Wuxiangjun, the gray robe swayed with the walking posture, and the mottled long hair had the brilliance of the magic shield, where is this ghost cultivation, it is clearly an immortal.

I don't know how long I walked, the sky changed from day to night, the wind and snow became heavier and heavier, and the vast snow filled the gray world, and the gray and white made people not really see it.

Finally, the two came to a cliff, and on the craggy mountainside, there was a deep black cave. Wu Xiangjun glanced at her and said, "It's right here." After saying that, he jumped up, climbed the mountainside with light steps, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

......

Xin Zhi was stunned, why did this person disappear?

She looked back at the cargo like a hill and sighed helplessly, this unprovoked senior is really obedient. Well, the cave couldn't be inhabited by two people anyway, so she walked over to the cargo and shoveled it open with the snow on the ground with her feet, leaving a circular clearing.

Tightening her armor, she curled herself into a ball and lay down, leaning against the cargo behind her, looking at the sky through the linen cloth that covered them, letting the cold wind blow on her face.

In the cave of the cliff, there was a faint halo, and Wuxiangjun twisted a small bright light in his hand, which reflected the wind and snow in it, and a black shadow in the ice and snow lay quietly. He whispered, "Could it be him?" ”