The ring spirit clasped his hands together, and then his hands began to condense a golden circle of light, and then the circle of light continued to extend, expand, and then rushed towards Wen Qingye.

Thundered!

Everywhere the aperture passed, the air seemed to tremble.

"This ring spirit must have a supreme Buddha treasure on his body, otherwise, he won't be able to perform this martial art" Wen Qingye looked at the menacing golden circle of light and said secretly.

The thought turned sharply, and Wen Qingye's hands also changed rapidly, and a black seal began to condense in his palm.

"The Sixth Form of the Immortal Seal Method!

The next moment, it was as if a darkness was enveloping the surrounding miles, and the boundless darkness wanted to devour the heart of the ring spirit.

He was overwhelmed by the boundless tide of darkness.

Bang!

An immortal seal emerged from Wen Qingye's arm, rushing towards the golden circle of light.

The golden light and the black seal collided unreservedly in the air, and the bursting vitality frantically surged towards the surroundings.

Tong!

The Ringwraith felt as if it had been struck directly in the chest by the heavy hammer, and its entire body flew straight upside down, and then fell heavily into the sand.

Jun Buwu on the side opened his mouth slightly, and he was surprised that he couldn't speak.

"I... How could I not be your opponent, how could I?" the expression of the ring spirit who fell to the ground twisted slightly, and his arm slowly propped himself up, and said in disbelief.

Wen Qingye shook his head, and his footsteps slowly walked towards the ring spirit, he was just about to speak.

But, in the next moment.

With a twist of the Ring Spirit's palm, three extreme black lights rushed towards Wen Qingye's three death points at an astonishing speed.

He didn't have time to react at all, and the three black lights rushed directly over, Wen Qingye felt a pain in the three positions, and felt that three nail-like things rushed into his acupoint, and then the toxin quickly began to spread in his body.

It all happened in the midst of lightning.

"Hahahahahaha~!"

The ring spirit jumped up violently and laughed, "Wen Qingye is a genius for you, and you are not going to die in my hands?"

In the empty desert, only the voice of the ring spirit resounded, which seemed a little strange and ironic.

Jun Buwu was shocked again, and then said angrily: "Jieling, you are also a disciple of Baoling Temple, a monk, you can't help but spy on treasures, even if you are greedy, you still use some despicable and indiscriminate means to be a monk in vain, it's really ridiculous and sad."

"You are really a clear stream in your ancient land" Hearing Jun Buwu's words, the ring spirit sneered: "The winner is the king, the loser is the villain, you don't even understand, and you still have to talk to me about those morals, if I want to talk about it, I don't know where to die for a long time."

The ring spirit wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Jun Buwu with fierce eyes, and said coldly: "I want that female corpse, and I want the lives of the two of you."

As the ring spirit spoke, the vitality of the sea of qi slowly gathered on the palm of his hand, and the breath of death slowly approached Wen Qingye and Jun Buwu.

Jun Buwu looked at the ring spirit with a distorted face, and Wen Qingye who was half-squatting down on the side, he couldn't help but sink in his heart, and said secretly: This is the end, not only did he not complete the task of the ancestor this time, but also killed Brother Wen, no.

Jun Buwu's heart sank, and he yelled at Wen Qingye on the side: "Brother Wen, you go first, I'll help you break the back."

The ring spirit smiled weirdly: "Do you want to go?

This magic weapon of his is extremely insidious and weird, he relied on this magic weapon to get the treasure in the first place, there are a total of nine soul nails, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, the last three he stabbed at Wen Qingye.

"Ring Spirit, I originally wanted to let you live, but you don't want it yourself, then don't blame me"

At this time, Wen Qingye's dark pupils shone with a divine light, and he saw his body slowly stand up, looking indifferently at the ring spirit in front of him.

When the ringwrath heard the voice, he couldn't help but smile.

Then, the ring spirit looked at Wen Qingye, who was slowly standing up, in amazement, and muttered, "How is it possible?

"The world is too big, you don't know things, and there's a lot more"

Wen Qingye's lips slowly opened, but his eyes were extremely cold, and his palms slowly rubbed to his waist.

Whoosh!

The next moment!

Wen Qingye's body seemed to stop there and didn't move, but the ring spirit could hear the sound of the wind pouring into his ears, he knew in his heart that something was wrong, and he just wanted to retreat, but in the next moment, Wen Qingye had already rushed in front of him.

The ring spirit looked at Wen Qingye in front of him in horror, such a terrifying speed was the only one he had ever seen in his life.

Poof!

Then, his expression froze completely, and he would not change in his life.

With a thud, the body of the ring spirit fell to the ground, and Wen Qingye slowly withdrew the water-stopping sword, and then took a deep breath.

This time, if it weren't for the Qilin Fire that instantly burned the three soul nails of the ring spirit, he might have become a corpse.

"Brother Wen, is the ring spirit dead?"

Jun Buwu looked at everything in front of him dumbfounded, it felt like a dream, all this changed so fast, he still hasn't reacted.

"He's Dead"

Wen Qingye nodded, and then walked to the side of the ring spirit, this ring spirit has a treasure that flies to suppress the riot, and that treasure must not be simple.

Scanning the corpse of the ring spirit for a moment, he found Sumeru mustard, and opened it to see that there were mostly some sundries, yuan stones, magic weapons, especially the magic weapon with a trace of blood on it.

In addition to these, there are some boxes.

Wen Qingye took out the box, couldn't help frowning, slowly put it on top of the gravel, and then looked at Sumeru mustard again.

Jun Buwu asked curiously, "Brother Wen, why don't you open it?"

"No need" Wen Qingye shook his head and said: "It's better not to open the things inside, it's filthy and resentful."

When Jun Buwu heard Wen Qingye's words, his heart became even more curious, like a cat scratching, he slowly walked to the side of the box, stretched out his palm to the box, and muttered, "What is in here?"

Wow!

Jun Buwu opened the box, his pupils contracted violently, and then his arm trembled violently, and the box fell directly to the ground, and his steps were four or five steps back, his face was extremely frightened and shocked, and his fingers also pointed at the box, making a trembling sound.

"It's... This is...."

As soon as the box was opened, a hideous-looking human head was exposed in sight, and in the dark night, it was extremely terrifying.

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