Xiao Jiu's exclamation suddenly sounded in Lan Lingmu's mind, which startled her. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What's wrong?"

"Lord...... Master, the black egg it ...... It's absorbing the power of those emotions, and it's absorbing it very quickly, and most of that power has been swallowed up. ”

"Black eggs?" Lan Lingmu's eyes widened, and her pupils shrank.

The mad demon's dying admonition echoed in his ears, as if the mad demon was right next to him.

"In my years of experience, this egg can break the seal by impact alone, and it will definitely hatch a peerless beast, if you can subdue it, it will be a great help for you, but if you can't collect it, you must kill it at a young age, or it will not be a big disaster. Remember, remember. ”

In the empty underground space, Lan Lingmu suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in the Nine Dry Rings.

But as soon as he entered the Nine Dry Rings, he was immediately staggered by a gust of wind.

Where does the wind come from?

Stumbling, he immediately used his mana to gain a foothold. The wind ruffled his hair and crackled the corners of his clothes.

A shocking image appeared in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help but be stunned. I saw a huge tornado spinning non-stop, encircling all the surrounding emotional power and sending it to the eye of the storm, and the eye of the wind was the black egg, which was absorbing the emotional power in the Nine Dry Rings in the way of a tornado.

I saw that the black egg, which was originally only as big as a pigeon's egg, gradually grew larger after absorbing the power of emotions, and had become as big as a normal person's head, and the color was getting darker and darker, and it could be so black that it could shine.

"What the hell is going on?" Lan Lingmu asked anxiously, these emotional powers helped him a lot, especially the power of resentment in it, which was an indispensable subsidy for cultivating the Mad Classic. Once he comprehends the later stage of the 'Mad Heart', he can absorb the power of resentment to improve his cultivation. But now he was inexplicably absorbed by the strange black egg, which really made him cry and laugh.

"I don't know. At that time, after absorbing the power of emotion, I was ready to isolate it into a separate compartment. Suddenly, a black light flashed before my eyes. No, that black light is the black egg. Xiao Jiu pointed to the black egg that became bigger than his head, and replied pitifully, "That black egg plunged into the power of emotion, and I couldn't control it if I wanted to, so I hurriedly called the master." Saying that, Xiao Jiu lowered his head with a small mouth, his two index fingers kept spinning, and he looked aggrieved, pitiful.

"Forget it, I can't blame you for this, you've tried. Lan Lingmu touched Xiao Jiu's hair affectionately, and then looked at the tornado-like black egg, "What the hell is this?"

After a while, the tornado began to slowly become smaller, and you could see a few black stones attached to the black egg at the eye of the wind, which was a rare solid emotional power. They were also absorbed by the black eggs under the suction of the tornado, but their concentration was too great, so they have not been absorbed until now.

When there were still two or three pieces of solid emotional power left outside the black egg, Lan Lingmu used his mana to absorb one of the solid emotional powers the size of a fist. But as soon as it arrived in his hand, the power of solid emotions turned into a ball of flying sand and flew towards the black egg, which was absorbed by the black egg.

Looking at the black egg floating in the air, Lan Lingmu's face under the mask couldn't help but look difficult.

"Alas, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was absorbed very little after becoming a beginner, and now the power of resentment that was finally obtained has been absorbed by this strange black egg, how can this be cultivated!"

"Master, don't worry, there are more Yuan Crystals in the Void Ring left by your Brother Qianyue, if you need it, you can use these Yuan Crystals to hold it for a while. Xiao Jiu hurriedly interjected, hoping to make up for it.

"By the way, don't you say that I really forgot the empty ring given by Brother Qianyue. He said that as long as he reached Hatsusuke, he would be able to conjure up a long sword. Xiao Jiu, quickly give me that empty ring, I want to try it, hurry up. Lan Lingmu's face was full of excitement, and he couldn't wait to see what the long sword that came out of the Void Ring was.

Suddenly, a blood-red ring appeared on Lan Lingmu's finger. Looking at the red ring, he slowly poured mana into it.

I saw that the blood-red ring slowly stretched to both ends as his mana entered. In a moment, one end turned into the hilt of the sword and was held in his hand, and the other end was still extended, and finally the tip of the sword turned into a sword.

Lan Lingmu looked at the blood-colored long sword in his hand, which could be described as gorgeous, and the whole thing looked like a bloodthirsty dragon spitting out a bloody sword from its mouth. The sword butt is two dragon claws grabbing forward at a certain angle, as if to ask for life, the hilt is the body of the dragon, and the last two dragon claws grab their dragon tail.

At this time, Lan Lingmu's hand was holding the dragon's body, looking at the blood sword in his hand, his face was full of satisfaction. He also found that the blood sword was an inch longer than the ordinary long sword, which could be said to be lengthening.

"No wonder you need the beginner realm to conjure up a long sword, it turns out that maintaining this long sword state requires constant consumption of mana!" Lan Lingmu sighed, the general illusion artifact is a non-level transformation, and the transformation naturally does not need to consume mana, only a trace of mana is needed to activate it, and it can be retracted when it is transformed back. Ring artifacts such as the Void Ring need to constantly consume mana to maintain the transfiguration state.

Despite this, Lan Lingmu was still very happy, stopped the transmission of mana, the blood sword turned into a blood ring again, and although maintaining the state of transformation consumed mana, it was not a big problem for him in the beginner realm, it was barely a small problem. Moreover, his mana is stronger than that of the ordinary beginner realm, so this problem of consuming mana is dispensable.

"However, let's use this sword for the time being!" Lan Lingmu tore off a pendant chain from his neck, and the pendant chain turned into a blue sword. glanced at it, leaned against his neck, and turned into a falling chain again. Although he is not afraid of consuming mana, he is afraid that the blood sword is too clear and will be remembered by others.

The divine consciousness entered the void ring, and Lan Lingmu began to inspect the contents inside. Worried about the problem of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, he first found a pile of colorful stones, which were Yuan Jing, in addition to the Heavenly Stone, the Earth Li, and the Human Core. Although all four of them are coins, only Yuan Jing can provide pure Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and the others are just mottled Heaven and Earth Energy.

There are still quite a lot of things in the Qikong Ring, some of which he has read from books, such as Yanjiao, Cloud Brown, and Blue Blood Zhi...... These are all natural treasures. Of course, there are some that have never been seen before, such as a black-brown oval stone, a dry branch, and four cyan beads...... , I don't know if it's a treasure or a magic weapon or something like that. However, to his surprise, there was not a single phantom artifact except for the treasures here.

Just when he was disappointed, he discovered something strange.

"Hmm, this is ......" Lan Lingmu's face showed a strange expression, he saw a mask, a black mask, a little lighter in color than black, it should be a dark mask. It reminded him of a man - the cold wind. The dark mask in front of him was exactly the same as the mask worn by Cold Wind.

"Could it be that Brother Qianyue has something to do with them?" Lan Lingmu muttered to himself.

Suddenly, it occurred to him that the silver mask he was wearing now was very similar to the silver mask worn by that brute Hantian. But after thinking about it carefully, since Qingyan knows Hanfeng and Hantian, then Wei'er also knows the two, so it is not surprising.

But is his silver mask the same as the silver mask of a cold day?

Ignoring the black egg, Lan Lingmu walked out of the Nine Dry Rings and appeared in the empty underground space. The falling chain had already turned into a blue sword, carrying him upwards and to the ground.

When it flew out of the crack, the moon still hung in the deep blue sky, but it had dropped much towards the horizon. Not far away, the forest is still silent.

Lan Lingmu flew out of the crack and landed on the ground, and the blue flying sword under his feet turned into a pendant chain and hung around his neck again.

After taking a step forward, Lan Lingmu was about to leave. Suddenly, he saw the corpse of the filthy demon lying on the ground, and he stopped in his footsteps.

"It's a little weird that the ancient aliens can be killed so easily. Lan Lingmu immediately became vigilant, and did not relax his vigilance after confirming that the obscene demon was really dead, as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly, Lan Lingmu had a trace of essence in his eyes, and a black ball appeared in his hand, which was a black egg.

As soon as the black egg appeared, the corpse of the obscene demon emitted a trace of black gas like sublimation. Others can't see these gases, but Lan Lingmu can see them, which is the power of resentment that he is familiar with.

The resentful power emanating from the corpse floated towards the black eggs, absorbing them all, and in the end, the corpse turned into a headless white bone.

"I see, this is not a filthy demon at all, but a turbid resentment born of the power of resentment, but he is attached to the bones of the filthy demon, no wonder he is so weak. Hehe!" Lan Lingmu sneered, and the black egg in his hand suddenly disappeared and was put into the Nine Dry Ring.

"Strange, why did he become the same as the Filthy Demon, did he want to cultivate into the Filthy Demon?" With this question, Lan Lingmu's figure slowly walked away.

In the inn, Qing Yan, Qing Yan and Han Tian sat in the hall, only the cold wind kept lingering in front of the three of them.

"Hey, old man Hanfeng, I get dizzy when you walk around, can you stop?" Qing Yan held his head with both hands and pretended to be dizzy.

"Hanfeng, what are you looking for that young man?" Qingyan also asked suspiciously, at this time she had already reshaped an arm.

Hanfeng stopped, glanced at the two of them, and then at the calm cold sky, did not speak, but sat down. However, his divine consciousness still kept sweeping every inch of land within the scope of his divine consciousness.

After a long time, Han Feng sighed and looked at Qingyan and the two, and the two of them also looked at him immediately, thinking that he was going to say it, so ......

"Can't say. ”

The three words reached the ears of the two of them, almost causing them to fall on the spot.

"I have already reported this to my master, who has given an order to my fellow men in the vicinity, and will call us over as soon as there is a situation, believing that we will be able to find him. Han Tian said slowly.

This made Qing Yan and Qing Yan on the side more and more curious, I don't know why their great-grandfather had to find Lan Lingmu, is it just for Wei'er's spoiling?

In the forest under the moonlit night, the crooked branches seem to be dancing with teeth and claws, and there seems to be a pair of eyes in the dense foliage that are paying attention to their every move, and under so many eyes, it makes people feel depressed.

Lan Lingmu walked in the forest, calm and calm under so many pairs of invisible eyes. I don't know why, since cultivating the 'Heart of the Maniac' to the middle stage, his mind began to change a little, he began to become fearless of everything, and he became a little irritable, but this irritability has been suppressed by his efforts.

A foot on a bent dead leaf made a slight noise.

"Huh?" Lan Lingmu let out a puzzled sound from his throat. He is a person who is very sensitive to the power of resentment, so where the power of resentment arises, he will definitely be the first to discover it.

Lan Lingmu felt the generation of resentment not far away, and his divine sense swept away, and it was clear at a glance in an instant. There is a village ten miles away, but now the villagers of this village are not sleeping peacefully, but receiving a baptism of blood.

"Run, ......" An ordinary villager shouted in horror, but before he could shout a second time, he was stabbed in the heart with a sword and fell to the ground and died.

"Ah......h The little baby in her arms also burst into tears and fell out of the woman's hands. At the moment when the baby was about to fall to the ground, a hand caught him. However, the owner of this hand is not the baby's father, his father is a villager who has just been pierced through the heart by a sword, and he is the one who killed his mother.

One by one, the adult villagers were killed, but strangely the children were not. At this time, they were caught in the middle of the village, and they were crying when they left their parents, but some of the older ones were holding their knees and weeping, and they did not cry soundly.

There is a cruel picture everywhere in the village, a villager who escaped and fell to the ground, and was about to stand up when he was stabbed in the back, cutting off half of his head and shoulder, and dying that he could not die again.

A sword pierces the heart, a knife kills, this group of murderers are wearing masks, white masks, black masks, such as day and night, but this "day and night" is actually killing.

If you look closely, the cultivation of this group of murderers is from the first heaven to the third heaven of the first introduction, and there is not a single fourth heaven of the first introduction. Just this group of people can slaughter a village, but isn't there a single person in this village who has reached the first three heavens or more?

Lan Lingmu swept his senses and found some mana fluctuations on the corpses, they were people above the Primordial Fourfold Heaven, and the corpses of several old men had reached the Primordial Seventh Heaven and the Eightfold Heaven, how did they die, if they didn't die, then it would be possible for the village to be saved.

"Hurry, hurry. I've already helped you kill the threatening people, but you're still so slow, what a bunch of waste, and you'll have to be punished for training when you go back. "A man in a black mask is riding the wind, urging the masked man below. He had just received an order from above to quickly settle the matter here, to find a young man, and he heard that this young man was very important, and the person he found was rewarded.

This person who flies against the wind has obviously reached the realm of Jieli, and the people above the four heavens in the village may have been killed by him.

At this time, the strong people in the village have been killed, and only those villagers who have the strength to resist are left fighting the killers at this time. But it is conceivable that the final outcome must be the death of the village.

A villager who first introduced the Three Heavens slashed at a white-masked murderer, forcing the killer to take a step back. Taking advantage of this, he quickly turned and fled, and the murderer in the silver-white mask also quickly chased after him.

A black-masked murderer rushed over with a sword in his hand, trying to kill the villager. Seeing that he was about to pierce his heart with a sword, the murderer in the white mask blocked him, and the sword of the murderer in the black mask was picked away with a sword.

"He is mine, and no one can rob him. The silver-white masked man dropped a harsh word, and then turned to chase after the fleeing villagers.

Due to the infighting between the two murderers, the villager fled the village. The black-masked man who was urging in the air just now glanced at the villager, and then saw the white-masked man behind him, without saying anything, he turned his head and continued to look at the people below. He's like an overseer, watching over those who wear masks.

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