Nanye Senluo Island, at the end of the martial arts hunting meeting, was covered by fire slurry and submerged into the sea.

At this moment, the island reappeared in its original place, but the once forested island was now lifeless and desolate.

In the bare foothills, a monk in a black and white robe sat cross-legged on a stone, each of the Buddhist beads in his hand was a hideous skeleton.

A black line runs from the forehead through the eyebrows to the cheeks.

The female Gu of a Thousand Lives Gu was lying on her sleeve with a gorgeous flower color, an obese body, and several times the size of an ordinary Thousand Lives Gu.

The female Gu's body shook from time to time, and a small ball of meat fell between the shakes, and the ball of flesh fell to the ground, slowly extending and forming, and finally gave birth to a pair of transparent wings that turned into a Thousand Lives Insect Gu.

As soon as their wings spread, the sub-Gu worms flew into the air and formed a swarm with other Gu worms.

With a snap, one of the skeleton beads in the monk's hand shattered, and suddenly the entire bead string could not be connected.

All the beads were scattered in an instant and fell into the dirt.

The monk showed a gloomy face, slowly stood up, bent down, and stretched out his fingers to pick up the skeleton beads that fell on the ground one by one.

There was a clang, and the coin was tossed in the air.

Mu Ming was in front, Lan Feiyu was behind, and walked out of the path between the mountain walls.

"Old bald donkey, it seems that your grand plan is not going as smoothly as you expected." Mu Ming said as he picked up a few skeleton beads on the ground.

Mu Ming pinched the skull bead between his fingers, put it in front of his eyes and took a look: "The ghost Jiao that has wasted so much energy and raised for more than 900 days, and it is about to be done, and it is suddenly slaughtered, how does it feel?" ”

Mu Ming said, shaking his head to himself: "Curse World Lord, compared to you old bald donkey, how do I feel that I am a little too weak and kind." ”

The curse lord raised his head, looked at Mu Ming, stretched out his hand, and palmed it up: "Beads." ”

Mu Ming put the hand holding the bead on the palm of the curse master, but deliberately flicked the bead away: "I'm really sorry, my hand is a little slippery." ”

The curse lord was not angry, and said in his mouth: "A person who is proficient in destroying souls and destroying ghosts, aren't you afraid?" The poor monk thinks that it is better for you to help the poor monk than to be a stumbling block here. ”

"How can I help you?"

The Lord of the Curse said slowly, word by word: "Kill her." ”

Mu Ming laughed and said, "Old bald donkey, old bald donkey, you are stupid to me?" What you're doing now isn't the style of Lord Shenhuang at all, it's just your own opinion, but you still want to continue to order me in the name of Lord Shenhuang? “

As soon as the words fell, Mu Ming suddenly stretched out his five fingers and grabbed the neck of the curse lord.

Lan Feiyu reminded: "Mu Ming, don't kill him, he can find Lord Shenhuang." ”

Mu Ming's hand let go: "Even if I want to kill, this old bald donkey is not so easy to die." ”

The body of the curse world lord suddenly blurred into ethereal black smoke, which slowly disappeared as if evaporating, leaving only a yin owl voice in the air: "She is not dead, and you two will never want to live." ”

The sound disappeared, and the skull beads on the ground disappeared.

On the other side, Proud Wind City.

In the alchemy room on the basement floor of the auction house, Ye Xian was concentrating on refining the elixir with the Gang Huo Ding in front of him.

The fire of Ganghuo Ding is excellent, so there is no need to be distracted and use desolateness.

In this way, Ye Xiu, who had his hands free, quickly mastered the use of the Ganghuo Ding.

Two five-rank pills have been refined and set aside.