In the blink of an eye, the figure fell in the mine, the body was slender, the complexion was fair, the green silk was like a waterfall, a man dressed, the face was extremely stunning at first glance, if you wanted to look at it again, but it seemed to be covered by a veil, blurred, and the eyes were as clear as the sky.

Although she wore a wide green shirt, her delicate and convex Miaoman curves could not be covered, and she stepped on the magma barefoot, her jade feet were white and delicate, and there was a circle of small bells tied to her ankles, which jingled.

It is the Holy Maiden of the Qinglian Temple, Yue Zijin.

As soon as Yue Zijin came here, his eyes were attracted by the huge black lotus in the magma, and his eyes looked at it, as if he was confused, "Qinglian Immortal Intent has fallen here?"

"Rooted here, born from the fire, it seems to be true, but why is there a faint feeling of weirdness?"

She did follow the guidance of the green light all the way here, and just now she did see the green light fall here, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, but for some reason, the moment she saw this black lotus, it gave her a great sense of disobedience.

The pure black color made her very uncomfortable, as if it was condensed by extreme evil.

But maybe it's her delusion, after all, what kind of person is the ancestor, who has made countless merits for the Baisheng Realm, how can his reincarnation be full of evil, it is estimated that he has seen too many dead people in the past few days, and his heart is in a trance.

After calming down, Yue Zijin raised his eyes again, and saw that the black lotus was dark in color, pure and flawless, obviously black and jade-like, swaying and hazy brilliance, and the lotus leaves with a large face were also very strange, and the texture and veins were extremely clear, as if they were engraved with the avenue of heaven and earth, which was extremely mysterious.

"Sure enough, it was my delusion. Yue Zijin pursed his lips and smiled, and in an instant, the mine full of cold and mist was a little brighter, and he smiled and captivated the city, which was true.

However, Yue Zijin frowned slightly, glanced at these thick gray mist, and also had a little understanding of its vicious and domineering, and began to guess its origin in her heart, just now she saw a group of warriors wandering outside, the motive is unknown, but it should not be a good thing.

The reincarnation of the ancestor of this world seems to be transformed by the black lotus, and the fragrant fragrance is extremely attractive, if the martial artist who does not know the situation will definitely think that it is some kind of spiritual fruit ripe, so the fragrance emitted.

Although it has been recorded in the past, the origin of each reincarnation of the ancestor is different, but the incarnation of the spirit of the grass and trees is the first time Yue Zijin has seen it, if it is serious, the ancestor of this world may no longer be called a "human", it should be a demon.

Although there is friction between the two major races in this world, the demon race and the human race are generally harmonious, and there is no hostility to each other. In addition, in ancient times, aliens invaded the Baisheng Realm, and several demon emperors of the demon clan also resisted and fought side by side with the ancestors, which was a big talk at that time.

Yue Zijin knows more about these than ordinary people, so she doesn't have much resistance to the identity of Renzu in this life, but she just turns into a demon, which is extremely difficult, and she has to guard it carefully.

As we all know, the demon clan is mainly divided into two categories, one is inherited by blood, through which it reproduces and grows, and the number is also the largest, mostly in groups and races. The other type is extremely rare, for the mountains, rivers, grasses and trees between heaven and earth, etc., after years of giving birth to a touch of spirit, in order to become a demon, before it is extremely easy to be picked and swallowed by warriors as a spiritual object.

In the final analysis, those heaven and earth spirit objects are actually demons, but they have not given birth to that spirit, nor have they been transformed, but they have some magical effects, and humans devour them, which is also normal.

However, Yue Zijin will not let the reincarnation of his ancestor be devoured by other martial artists, it is a matter of the future of the Baisheng Realm, and she has to protect it to the death.

These extremely corrosive mist must have been the means of a certain demonic martial artist, and he didn't know where to hide, and he couldn't even sense his existence. Maybe he was scared away by himself, or maybe he was hiding somewhere and waiting for an opportunity.

Yue Zijin thought, his eyes fell on the black lotus that was floating in the magma again, a huge lotus flower of amazing beauty, quietly open, the petals were long and wide, dark purple, and the rich fragrance was emanating from above.

Then, a faint light flowed in her eyes, directly penetrating the lotus body, and when she looked in, she saw that it was a gray and vast space, as if there was a hazy white-clothed figure, exuding a faint green around her body, her back was straight as loose, and she could see that her body was long, as if she was sleeping, and her face was blurred.

He ...... Is it Renzu?" "His eyes were a little blurry, like spring water, Yue Zijin seemed to think of something, his cheeks were red, and he secretly smacked himself, what are you thinking?

I once admired the figure in the painting, Tsing Yi is like a sword, holding a three-foot Qingfeng straight up to the clouds, leaving a free and easy back, the people of later generations want to see its true face, but also have no way, only the saints of all generations pass on by word of mouth, saying that it is a man worthy of the love of all women in the world.

To be able to stand out among many women and become a saint of the Qinglian Palace, Yue Zijin is naturally not simple, and her vision and talent are far thousands of times higher than that of women of the same generation, and she is unwilling to become a vassal of men.

So she imitated Renzu, wearing a green shirt and a long sword, and a man dressed up, but unfortunately the woman's coquettishness couldn't be concealed, and she couldn't do anything that Renzu had done, so she had to give up in her depression.

Gradually, that unwillingness turned into admiration, admiration, and hazy goodwill, and now I am in front of me, although I know that this is a bit presumptuous, even offensive, but she really can't help the curiosity in her heart, it's like a hundred claws scratching her heart.

Playfully sticking out her tongue, Yue Zijin turned around with her hands in her hands, guarding the mine, the small bell on her ankle tinkled and the sound was crisp, showing her happy mood at the moment, of course, she knew that Renzu had not woken up yet, but maybe she could sense something.

But the white clothes are pretty good, she thought.

In the lotus body, Ji Jiu quietly opened his eyes, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense posture also relaxed, almost thinking that the yellow finch that was coming behind turned out to be a false alarm, this stupid girl had no ill will towards him, and seemed to be interested in protecting him to reshape his body.

"I really didn't expect that I, Ji, would also be scared one day. ”

Ji Jiu's eyes were slightly gloomy, just now he even had the idea of burning his soul and taking the opportunity to escape, but fortunately, he cut off that thought in time. This girl's cultivation is profound, so that he can't see through it faintly, it doesn't matter if he is not an enemy, otherwise there will be many twists and turns.

Maybe it was the back hand left by the ancestor Ji Qinglian, but Ji Jiu didn't dare to absorb those memories, and he didn't know much, and now he can only be regarded as a blind man crossing the river and touching away.

Retracting his thoughts, Ji Jiu's gaze fell on the green light cluster in his hand, which contained a strong vitality, which was a rare tonic for him now, more effective than devouring other people's souls.