"What is the Spirit?"

"What is Spirit-Making?"

This is the doubt that Jun Yi haunted in his heart, and it was also the question he asked when he looked at the Yunshen Tree and the Yuan Shi Xianmu in front of him with a solemn expression.

He believed that the mysterious three people of the Ghost Tomb would not harm him, but the feeling of confusion was really uncomfortable.

Especially when his consciousness was chaotic just now, the several sitting figures he saw, and the coercion that overflowed from their bodies made him feel calm in his heart, and there was a faint feeling of suffocation that was difficult to breathe.

This kind of pressing sense of crisis makes Jun Yi very unhappy.

Concubine Luo also followed Jun Yi and stared at the Yunshen Tree and the Yuan Shi Immortal Wood opposite, as if she had broken the casserole and asked the end.

Seeing this, the two of them smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "This kind of thing is very simple to say that it is very simple, and it is difficult to say that it is complicated and complicated. ”

Seeing that the two of them would not give up, Yun Shenshu thought for a while and said, "You can think of spirits as innate spirits that have been artificially shaped and have not yet fully given birth to spirits. ”

"Artificially shaped?!"

Jun Yi and Concubine Luo's pupils froze, and they couldn't help but gasp.

Innate spiritual things are shaped by the way of heaven, and the essence of heaven and earth is condensed and transformed into strange things, and they are blessed by the way of heaven and earth since they were born, and they are blessed by nature.

Any one of them is extremely precious, feared by warriors and shunned by all spirits.

But now, how terrible is it that someone wants to do the things of heaven and shape natural beings with human beings? How bold is it?

As soon as he thought of this, Jun Yi's heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help but think of the vague scene he had just seen in front of him.

Those figures sitting around must be the real powerhouses hidden in Guiyi Villa, right?

At the same time, Jun Yi had more and more thoughts in his mind, and he kept guessing the intention of Guiyi Villa.

"Okay, don't think about it. ”

Ghost Ling mysteriously seemed to know Jun Yi's thoughts, and said with a slight sneer: "With your current strength, you are not qualified to think about these things. ”

"How can ants visualize dragons understand the subtleties within?"

Jun Yi's face froze, and he couldn't help but want to open his mouth to refute, but he felt that what the ghost tomb said mysteriously seemed to have some truth, so he said hello to Concubine Luo and the three of them, and disappeared directly.

At the same time, in front of a closed stone wall in the Ten Thousand Dao Labyrinth, Xing Mo was surrounded by a faint white light, sitting cross-legged in front of a warrior who was covered in blood and had no life.

Obviously, he is also fusing the jade slip.

In just a few breaths, the white mangs that lingered around Xing Mo's body gradually converged, condensed into jade slips again, and suspended in front of his open eyes.

He sneered and grabbed the jade slip, got up slowly, and muttered softly: "I thought the task was so difficult, but it turned out to be so simple, but it made me worry in vain." ”

As he spoke, Xing Mo raised his hand and smashed the stone wall in front of him, and stepped into it, leaving a cold voice to disperse: "It would be even more perfect if I could meet Ben Xing in the passage behind." ”

......

In the labyrinth passage, a figure walked heavily, and the sound of stampede echoed, and it was far away.

The moment he turned the corner, he couldn't help but feel a sudden light in front of him, and a cold light came to him, piercing the heart of the warrior's chest.

"Boom!"

The figure raised his hand, clenched his big fist, and the fist was covered with white scale armor, and he met it heavily.

"Boom!"

The two collided, and there was a crisp Jin Ge staggered sound.

The figure took a few steps back, and the sword flew upside down.

The warrior who took the lead took a step forward, grabbed the long sword that flew upside down, and was about to strike again, but the moment he saw the figure, his face changed slightly, and the voice that came out of the exclamation became sharp: "Min Qianxing, why are you?!"

"Lin Zhang?"

Hearing this, Min Qianxing was slightly stunned, stared at the martial artist in front of him with his fists, and couldn't help but smile and said, "It seems that the Lin family and I are really destined." ”

Lin Zhang's face was ugly, he never thought that the enemy he was going to face this time was actually their city lord of Jersey City, Min Qianxing.

He, like Min Qianxing, is the realm of the middle stage of the Martial Emperor, and it can be said that he is evenly matched.

But Jun Yi's strength in killing Lin Yushan left a shadow in his heart, making him very jealous and afraid to make a move against Min Qianxing.

Warriors, when they are indomitable.

But once there are scruples in his heart, there will be all kinds of loopholes in the fight, so Lin Zhang doesn't dare to make a move, how can there be a martial artist in this world who does not spare his life?

It's just that Lin Zhang didn't dare to make a move, but it didn't mean that Min Qianxing didn't dare to make a move.

"The account between your Lin family and me, let's start with you!"

Min Qianxing smiled sadly, pinched his hard fist and approached Lin Zhang, twisted his neck as he walked, and there was a creepy sound of bones rubbing.

"Min, Min City Lord..."

Lin Zhang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, ignoring the cold sweat on his forehead, looked at the approaching Min Qianxing, and said with a forced smile: "We have something to say, we can talk about anything, why bother to make a big fuss?"

Min Qianxing raised his eyebrows, hooked the corners of his mouth and said with a sneer: "Do you think there is anything else to talk about between us, between me and the Lin family?"

"Yes!"

Hearing Min Qian's words, Lin Zhang's response did not hesitate.

Originally, Lin Zhang was worried that Min Qianxing would be desperate and would have to fight to the death, but the meaning of Min Qianxing's words was profound and profound.

He first mentioned the relationship between the two, and then said that with the Lin family, they obviously wanted chips.

As soon as he thought of this, Lin Zhang's heart was settled, and he looked at Min Qianxing and said calmly: "Please forgive Lin for saying bluntly, the Min City Lord killed Lin, and there is no other benefit except for hard consumption." ”

"Why don't you and I join forces, and when Lin gets the position of the head of the Lin family, I will give it to the Lin family, the lord of Mincheng, how about it?"

Saying that, Lin Zhang directly threw down the long sword in his hand, stood in front of Min Qianxing with his neck crossed, and said solemnly: "As long as the Lord of Min City helps me, when Lin does something, I will help each other with the Lord of Min City, and advance and retreat together." ”

"After all, City Lord Min won't be the City Lord of Guiyi Mountain Villa for the rest of his life, right Chinese?"

"You're smart, but..."

Min Qianxing looked at Lin Zhang in front of him, a rich smile gradually appeared in his eyes, and he directly dispersed the fist in his hand, slowly stretched out his three fingers, and said, "I want three percent." ”

Lin Zhang's face remained unchanged, and there was a smile on his face: "Deal." ”

......

In front of the dim stone wall of the labyrinth, there are figures in green shirts sitting silently.

The figure was emaciated, pale, eyes slightly closed, and looked sickly, as if a gust of wind could blow it down, and one of the sleeves was still empty on his lap.

This person is Lu Qing.

After entering the Ten Thousand Dao Labyrinth, Lu Qing experienced seven battles, killed seven opponents, and is now waiting for the eighth person to arrive.

"Tapp..."

Suddenly, a slow sound of heavy steps came out, echoing in the passage and submerged into Lu Qing's ears.

In an instant, Lu Qing's slightly closed eyes trembled, and the green shirt on his body was also windless, and gradually a strong force converged, like a storm, wrapped around his body.

His empty long sleeves swayed in the wind, and there was a chilling sound, which made everyone feel cold.

Lu Qing's eyelids trembled slightly, facing the darkness in front of him, and slowly opened his eyes, and the martial artist who came from the corner was just facing each other.

In an instant, the sword light and sword shadow appeared out of thin air.

The entire passage space was filled with a burst of thick blood.

"Yo, isn't this the little doll back then?"

The person who came looked at Lu Qing opposite, and there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and his face was full of thick disdain, as if he glanced at it, and it was a great reward for Lu Qingtian.

Lu Qing slowly stood up with a pale face, looked at the martial artist in front of him without any expression, and sighed slightly: "This day, I finally waited..."

"Jiang Haowen, are you ready to die?"

"Death?"

Jiang Haowen seemed to have heard a big joke, his expression became arrogant, he pulled out a big knife and held it in his palm, and said gloomily: "It seems that you have been a lot bolder over the years, but I don't know your ability, do you have any strengths?"

As he spoke, Jiang Haowen approached Lu Qing, and his words were hideous: "In order for you to make me happy, let you first take a look at the knife skills I used when I killed them!"

"Huh..."

As soon as he said it, Jiang Haowen's figure burst out.

He didn't say much to Lu Qing at all, just like a fanatical executioner, he rushed forward fiercely, and the Dao Dao knife marks were thunderous, wrapped in a cold coldness that pierced the bone marrow, intertwined.

This ruthless posture has the appearance of wanting to break Lu Qing's body into pieces, which is terrifying.

"Boom!"

But at this time, a dark green sword light stood in front of Lu Qing, blocking the knife marks for him.

Lu Qing's crimson eyes emerged from behind the dark green light, and he grabbed the Flowing Green Ink Sword and danced fiercely, and the maze that was stirred here vibrated violently.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, an abnormal flush appeared on Lu Qing's face, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood towards the wide body of the Flowing Blue Ink Sword.

"Hum..."

I saw that the wide Flowing Green Ink Sword trembled slightly, and it actually began to absorb blood.

The wide sword body stained with blood, the dark green light flowing out of it, also crossed a layer of red light, which looked very weird.

Faintly, a pair of narrow crimson eyes emerged, staring at Jiang Haowen who came with a knife with murderous eyes, condensed a huge body, and rose to the sky.

"Mo Luan Xiaotian!"

Lu Qing glared angrily, grabbed the broad sword and slashed straight away.

The huge figure that emerged from it, accompanied by a sharp roar from its mouth, rushed straight towards Jiang Haowen, and the sharp claws under his body were comparable to emperor-level swords, and the chill seeped through.

Seeing this, Jiang Haowen didn't dare to be careless, and when he raised his hand, there was a domineering knife momentum coming out, containing a fierce power that was enough to break the mountain, and he greeted him.

"Hum..."

The Mo Luan knife suddenly collided, and the powerful power that surged out made the void tremble.

In the frenzy, Lu Qing came out with a sword, and the wide sword body was powerful and deep, like a giant peak, and it was suppressed towards Jiang Haowen, as if it was about to crush it into pulp.

"A good sword!"

Jiang Haowen's face turned cold, and he actually held the knife with both hands, as if the knife was so heavy that his face looked abnormal.

But the look in his eyes was cold: "You have indeed grown a lot, and you are no longer the little hairy head you used to be, but I am no longer the same person I used to be." ”

"Open the mountain with one sword!"

As he spoke, Jiang Haowen fell with his sword, and the majestic sword power slashed down towards Lu Qing, just the sword power smashed the air in front of him, causing Lu Qing to suffocate for a while.

This sword is already comparable to the peak of the Martial Emperor, and it is not an existence that Lu Qing can withstand at all.

But Lu Qing didn't care about it, stared at Jiang Haowen with a crazy face, laughed fiercely, grabbed the wide giant sword, and directly met the sword power.

"Click..."

The moment the two touched, a crisp sound came from Lu Qing's flowing blue ink sword, and the wide sword body was full of cracks, and the next moment it directly fell apart and turned into bits of sword chips.

Jiang Haowen's sword power decreased sharply, but it was still strong, and he stabbed straight into Lu Qing's chest.

But Lu Qing's eyes widened with excitement, and he didn't dodge it, letting the blade penetrate his whole body, spraying thin blood like a waterfall, flying sideways.

Looking at this scene, even Jiang Haowen was shocked for a moment.

"Poof..."

At the same time, the broken sword that Lu Qing was holding in his palm also deeply submerged into Jiang Haowen's body, and even stuffed it into his hand.