Ling Zheng was startled by the sudden woman's laughter from the Dancing Wind Sword, and he threw the Dancing Wind Sword far away, holding a few talismans in his hand, looking guarded.

However, after the Dancing Wind Sword was thrown out, it did not fall to the ground, but after a tremble, it was suspended in mid-air, releasing a cyan streamer that was even stronger than when it was controlled by Liu Kun before.

"It's not bad to have the guts to kill someone I fancie. ”

A female voice came from the Dancing Wind Sword, which sounded extremely delicate, but it was full of murderous intent, which made Ling Zheng feel terrified.

Immediately after, the cyan streamer released by the Dancing Wind Sword condensed into a slender and seductive female phantom.

The woman in the phantom state is tall and hot, with a bewitching appearance, dressed in red gauze, revealing a large area of snow-white skin. Ling Zheng has grown so big and has seen women, but he has never seen such a beautiful woman.

But after stabilizing his mind, Ling Zheng felt that this woman was a little evil, her hair was snow-white, not like she was born at all, but caused by natural aging.

"Who are you?" Ling Zheng subconsciously pinched the talisman in his hand and looked at the phantom with a wary expression.

"Hehe, I finally found a furnace that was born when the lunar year was cloudy, and I was originally going to use it after a while, but you killed it. You say, "Should I let you go?"

The woman smiled seductively, but her delicate voice was full of murderous intent. A strong sense of oppression came, making it a little difficult for Ling Zheng to breathe.

How strong is this woman's cultivation?

"Hmm, wait a minute, you are actually a pure yin physique born when the lunar year is cloudy, the moon is cloudy, and the sun is cloudy?" the woman looked at Ling Zheng carefully, and a pair of charming peach blossom eyes showed a look of surprise.

"Although your cultivation is a little lower, you look much better than him, and you can barely make do with it. The woman's anger seemed to have subsided, and she threw a wink at Ling Zheng and said softly, "Boy, you are blessed." ”

The woman's voice instantly became heart-wrenching, and Ling Zheng got goosebumps when she heard it.

Who the hell is this woman, and why does it feel so weird?

Several questions flashed in Ling Zheng's heart, but because the oppression released by that woman was so strong, it was now difficult for Ling Zheng to even move his feet, let alone escape.

The woman's phantom grasped the Dancing Wind Sword and reached out to tear open the clothes on her chest, revealing a large expanse of snow white that made people blush and heartbeat. After that, the woman slowly floated towards Ling Zheng and said softly: "Don't be so incomprehensible, many people want to be my furnace, but they are not qualified." Come, come and let me search for my soul, so that I can know which sect you are from and what your background is. ”

After Ling Zheng heard the words "soul searching", his body trembled violently.

Because in his opinion, soul searching is extremely vicious, and the slightest carelessness will make the soul searcher become an idiot, or the soul will be scattered, and generally only the notorious demon path cultivators will casually put the word "soul searching" on their lips.

This woman is a demonic cultivator?

A cold sweat instantly overflowed from Ling Zheng's back, he had learned about the cruelty and horror of the Demon Dao cultivator from that book of "Cultivation Realm", if this woman was really a Demon Dao cultivator, he would most likely be dead or alive.

Ling Zheng stared at the woman in the phantom state, and was reaching out and sticking her hand towards his head.

The woman was still smiling charmingly, and her hand was about to be attached to Ling Zheng's head.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a trembling sound came out, Ling Zheng only felt a heat in his arms, and the black ancient mirror that had been held in his arms suddenly became agitated for some reason, releasing a very strange fluctuation.

At that moment, Ling Zheng even heard a faint wail.

The woman's smile instantly froze on her face, and before she could speak, her phantom body exploded into a rain of light.

The scattered rain of light did not land, but flew directly into the black ancient mirror in Ling Zheng's arms.

Ling Zheng felt that the strong sense of oppression that trapped him disappeared in an instant, and he hurriedly took out the black ancient mirror from his arms.

But except for the fact that the black ancient mirror was a little hot, there was nothing else unusual, and it seemed that everything that had just happened was an illusion.

"Who the hell is that woman?"

Although Ling Zheng was full of doubts, he didn't pay much attention to it, anyway, the phantom had been shattered, and he was safe now.

Ling Zheng walked over and picked up the Wufeng Sword that had fallen to the ground, and gently stroked the sword body of this second-grade spirit weapon long sword, his eyes were very eager.

Second-grade spiritual weapons, I can't find a few of them up and down the incinerator gate, and only the sect leaders and the elders are qualified to use them.

Ling Zheng bit his finger with some excitement and dripped a drop of blood on the Dancing Wind Sword.

"Buzz!"

With a soft sound, the blood dripping on the Dancing Wind Sword disappeared instantly, and the Dancing Wind Sword seemed to have life, quite excitedly restless.

In an instant, Ling Zheng felt that there was a flesh-and-blood connection between himself and the Dancing Wind Sword, as if the Dancing Wind Sword had become a part of his body.

"Up!"

Ling Zheng followed a technique he had seen before, and communicated his mind to the Dancing Wind Sword, wanting to try the power of the Imperial Sword Technique.

But the Dancing Wind Sword just slowly floated out of his hand, shaking around tremblingly, not to mention hurting people, even flying steadily was a problem.

Cultivators in the Spirit Condensation Realm, even if they have a spiritual weapon, can only exert a part of their power. The one who can really make the spirit weapon play a role must at least be a master of the foundation building realm. Because, once stepping into the foundation building period, the spiritual power in the cultivator's body will evolve into the power of the true element, and only by urging the spiritual weapon with the power of the true element can its power be maximized.

After obtaining this Dancing Wind Sword, Ling Zheng's thirst for cultivation became more and more intense. He already had some longing for the scene of his sword volleying in the air and sword qi after he stepped into the foundation building period.

As soon as his mind moved, the Dancing Wind Sword directly submerged into Ling Zheng's body, shrunk dozens of times, and quietly hovered around the spiritual power magic ball in Ling Zheng's dantian.

The strange thing was that after the Dancing Wind Sword entered Ling Zheng's dantian, it actually became even more excited after sensing the attributeless spiritual power released by the spiritual power orb.

Seeing that the Dancing Wind Sword was slowly absorbing the attributeless spiritual power bit by bit, and seemed to like it very much, Ling Zheng smiled, knowing that he had another powerful hole card.

After that, Ling Zheng walked to Liu Kun's body again, carefully searching his body.

"Hmm, why don't you have a bag?"

Ling Zheng looked for it, and saw that this Liu Kun didn't have any storage magic weapons on his body, and he was a little puzzled. After that, he went to the big pit where Liu Kun had been trapped again, but still found nothing.

"Impossible. ”

Ling Zheng frowned slightly, feeling that he might not be able to find it completely, so he walked up to Liu Kun's body and began to search for his body again.

"Huh, that's ......."

Ling Zheng's eyes froze, and he peeled off a very inconspicuous silver ring from Liu Kun's fingers, and his spiritual sense swept slightly, and a look of surprise appeared on his face again.

This silver ring turned out to be a storage artifact close to the spirit weapon level!

You must know that in addition to the most basic Qiankun bag, there are more advanced storage magic weapons in the cultivation realm, but among the many storage magic weapons, the ring storage magic weapon is undoubtedly the most convenient to carry.

After putting the silver ring on his hand, Ling Zheng hurriedly reached out for his spiritual sense, wanting to find out about Liu Kun's net worth.

But the result made Ling Zheng a little disappointed, although the space inside the silver ring was very large, enough to be three zhang cubes, but the things inside were really a little pitiful.

The most valuable thing is a few first-grade pills and a jade slip that records the first-order wind attribute spell, and the most valuable is a powerful second-order flame bomb spell rune.

"Alas, let's be content, anyway, I also got a second-grade spiritual weapon, which is a big profit. No matter how greedy it is, it's not good. ”

Ling Zheng also looked at it quite openly, and then transferred all the items in his Qiankun bag to the silver storage ring, and just wanted to sort out the five Qiankun bags full of waste pills, but found that the sky was gradually getting brighter.

Ling Zheng felt that time had indeed passed a little quickly, so he gave up the idea of sorting out the waste pills. Because after dawn, it is very likely that there will be people coming to this valley, and if someone finds out, it will not end well.

He threw Liu Kun's body into the big pit with his hands and feet quite quickly, and carefully cleaned up the surroundings.

After cleaning up, Ling Zheng turned around and left the valley, slowly walking in the direction of the incinerator gate.

The journey of more than a thousand miles was not too far for a cultivator, but because Ling Zheng wanted to get in touch with the outside world more, it took him half a month to complete.

In the past half a month, he has a deep understanding of this area, and he also knows the specific situation of other cultivation sects except for the Burning Fire Gate. These things are not something that can be known just by looking at the book "Cultivation Realm".

When he was about to arrive at the Burning Flame Gate, Ling Zheng changed his clothes into the gray magic robes of the low-level disciples of the Burning Flame Gate, threw them into the storage ring together with the mask he was wearing on his face, briefly tidied up his appearance, and walked towards the mountain gate of the Burning Flame Gate.

When he was about to walk to the mountain gate, the huge lake in front of the mountain gate once again emitted a large area of water vapor, and the mountain protector once again manifested his vague figure.

Ling Zheng waved his hand and raised the token that Wang An had given him earlier, and entered the incinerator gate smoothly.

After returning to his small wooden house, which had accumulated a lot of dust, Ling Zheng just cleaned it briefly, then sat down on the bed, and took out the five Qiankun bags that he had bought from Liu Kun and filled with waste pills.

Although in the battle with Liu Kun, nearly half of Ling Zheng's talisman was consumed, but this trip to Baihe Valley was definitely a trip for Ling Zheng.

With these five Qiankun bags of waste pills, he will have access to huge pill resources!

But what Ling Zheng didn't know was that the fact that he killed Liu Kun would bring a big earthquake to the area where the Burning Gate was located for a period of time in the future.