Ling Yunfeng's natural beauty, her appearance is colorful, and she is a Xuanmen cultivator fairy, with excellent qualifications, and her true yin qi is abundant, but Qiao Shouteng, a ghost Taoist, took a fancy to Ling Yunfeng, and chased after him at the same time as Zheng Yuangui.

The long-armed god and demon Zheng Yuangui mistakenly thought that Qiao Shouteng was here to snatch the flying sword with him, and in order to take the lead, he hurriedly grabbed his Yin Demon Divine Divine Power again, stretched out his right arm, and immediately soared to a hundred zhang in length, and grabbed Yu Yunzhong's sword light.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Ling Yunfeng had already recovered, and in the anger in his heart, the sword light suddenly spat out, merging with Yu Yunzhong's sword light, and cutting off Zheng Yuangui's two fingers.

The ghost Taoist Qiao Shouteng naturally understood Zheng Yuangui's thoughts, and when he saw that he was at a loss, he couldn't help laughing, causing Zheng Yuangui to look at him angrily, and the fierce light burst out, although Qiao Shouteng didn't care, but after all, the two of them were on the same side, and immediately smiled, "Brother Zheng is anxious, I just want that little girl, which one will grab the magic weapon with you?" You're just not a friend enough! ”

Hearing this, Zheng Yuangui snorted coldly and said, "Since this is the case, then Brother Qiao Dao will take action!" ”

Qiao Shouteng did not shirk it, he pointed at the heavenly spirit with his hand, the sky light above his head opened, and a black gas as thick as a baby's arm suddenly rose, more than ten zhang high, and then turned into a black cloud big hand with a radius of dozens of zhang, and quickly flew into the sky above Yu Yunzhong and Ling Yunfeng, five fingers and one together, even if the two of them were caged.

Qiao Shouteng once inadvertently obtained a fragment of the "Nine Heavens Seal Yin Demon Secret Classic", this method is the Nine Heavens Seal Yin Demon Capture Method that he realized from it, whether it is a character or a magic weapon flying sword. As long as your own mana is sufficient. Between the palms of the hands. It can be turned into powder instantly.

However, this time he was in order to get Ling Yunfeng, so naturally he couldn't do so, and he was preparing to take out his own special ecstasy red sand and faint the two of them.

Unexpectedly, Ling Yunfeng and Yu Yunzhong, the moment they were caught by Qiao Shouteng's Nine Heavens Seal Yin Demon Great Capture Method, they had already understood their will to die. At this time, Ling Yunfeng's heart felt a little regretful, regretting that he should not have joined the path of cultivating immortals so hastily because he saw the chic heroic posture of the Emei disciple. Now not only was he robbed, but he also affected his husband.

"The life of immortals is not so free!" Ling Yunfeng finally had such a realization in his heart. But by this time it was too late, and time would not be turned back. At this time, since the cultivation of the Tao, the heart that has been repulsed by Yu Yunzhong was finally completely opened, and the two glanced at each other, Yu Yunzhong nodded, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

The two put their hands together and had a heart-to-heart connection. The sword light combined, and it immediately exploded. All the mana that erupted was poured into the flying swords of the two of them, and the sword suddenly flourished, blasting towards the Nine Heavens Seal Yin Demon Great Capture Method that was enveloping them.

Before Qiao Shouteng could make a move, such an accident happened, but his mana was much stronger than the two of them, and although the black cloud hand suddenly rose outward, it was not broken. Qiao Shouteng secretly said that it was a pity, and as soon as his palms closed, the two flying swords were immediately grabbed back by him and thrown to Zheng Yuangui.

Zheng Yuangui was shocked by Qiao Shouteng's mana, and also surprised by his generosity, and immediately stepped forward to accompany a smiling face, and said, "Thank you, Brother Qiao Dao!" ”

In the Qingluo Palace, the Venerable Poison Dragon sat upright on the throne, and a few friends he invited were at the table, and the people of Bruyinjia, Qiao Shouteng, Zheng Yuangui and others all had smiles on their faces, only the Heavenly Spirit Son of the Heavenly Master Sect had a bad complexion, not only his own treasure Black Soul Sand was broken.

When he left the cardinal of the Dharma circle before and went to provoke Zhu Wen and the others, not only did he fail to succeed, but he was slashed by the Mandarin Duck Thunderbolt Sword and the Taibai Light Splitting Sword, which was very face-saving......

The Venerable Poison Dragon was discussing with everyone about Ling Hun's previous mutation at this time, which was really too puzzling! Ling Hun's behavior was very strange, this was the unanimous opinion of everyone. As they were each talking their thoughts, suddenly, the Venerable Poison Dragon seemed to remember something, and hurriedly called his beloved disciple, Yu De, the abbot of the Plague Temple.

"Fang Cai Ling Hun was shocked by Senior Jin with the Twelve Heavenly Secret Demon Divine Voice, but his Jade Dragon Sword seems to have fallen into the formation, and he didn't care too much about it as a teacher at that time, you go and get it!" Venerable Poison Dragon commanded.

Yu De immediately obeyed the order, and after a short time, Yu De returned to the main hall and replied, "Returning to the teacher, the disciples have searched all over the big array, but they have not found the slightest shadow of the jade dragon sword. The disciple also asked the disciple who was still guarding the formation, but he said that he had not seen it! The disciples believe that they don't dare to hide it privately! ”

"Could it be that Ling Hun is not dead at all?" Shi Wengong said suddenly, "I still hid aside, waited for that fake death, and immediately took back my sword!" ”

"But why is that?" Venerable Poison Dragon asked. "The battle situation just now, all the Taoist brothers also know in their hearts that these Emei juniors have strange magic weapons, flying swords, and they are really difficult to deal with, today's battle, if it is according to common sense, the odds of winning are only five or five, and each accounts for half! But today's move has made Emei defeated! ”

"I can't say that Ling Hun saw that we were on guard this time. It is expected to be difficult to win, so the design makes Emei lose the last game, with the strength of the Emei faction, it will definitely not give up, and will definitely send a few elders to come to embarrass the poisonous dragon brother! At that time, it will be difficult for us to resist! The unicorn spirit official Le Sanguan estimated.

"It's a possibility!" Venerable Poison Dragon said, "But I think that the possibility of the design of the Wuling Bead is greater, after all, if we really have a comprehensive fight with Emei, then we will have to use his strength to deal with the enemy!" Moreover. What kind of mullet party did he hold for his birthday banquet this time? What is in his heart, which one does not know? ”

"The Sect Master has a point. In this way, the one who was annihilated by the ashes before must be the fake Ling Hun, and the real Ling Hun must not be dead! I just wonder if he will still be hidden in the main hall now? Bruinga continued.

As soon as these words came out, everyone felt a pang in their hearts, and they used various means to sense their experiences, but they didn't find anything, but most of them were not very good at the method of invisibility. I don't know if it's right or not.

At this time, Jin Shenjun spoke, "I want to know if there is anyone lurking in the main hall, in fact, it is nothing, I am idle and bored, but I have refined a red decanter ball, and I can check it out!" ”

Venerable Poison Dragon was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately asked Jin Shenjun to cast a spell on it. Jin Shenjun casually took out a fist-sized mass from the magic weapon bag. Red like bruises, sometimes square and sometimes round. Something soft and transparent. Throwing it around, it spun in the air. A dark red light erupted from it, filling the entire hall. (To be continued.) )