Obviously, this continuation grass, Guiguzi was ready to become Qin Yun at the beginning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Guigu is colorless, but it can grow to the extremely gorgeous continuous vein grass. But at this time, Qin Yun took over the Continuation Pulse Grass and was not in the mood to appreciate its beauty. Because he noticed that Guiguzi's hand was no longer shiny as before, and his hand was now an old man's hand. At the moment when he handed over the Continuation Pulse Grass to Qin Yun, his hand quickly withered, and the old lines were crossed, like a withered tree.

Qin Yun couldn't help but have mixed feelings when he saw it, and bowed solemnly to Guiguzi.

"Why do you need to be like this. ”

"The old gentleman is very kind, how can the younger generation repay him?"

"The old man has lived long enough to stop caring about this. Guiguzi sighed, and suddenly coughed badly, and blood was coughed out by him and sprinkled on the wide cloth. Guiguzi has really lived for too long, and even the color of the blood coughed out has turned dark red.

But seeing Qin Yun's sad face, Guiguzi said again: "Little friend, can you help the old man fulfill his last wish?"

"If the old gentleman has a wish that has not been fulfilled, just give it to the juniors, and the juniors will ensure that it will be done properly. Qin Yun said respectfully, although he didn't dare to say the bold words of death, he would definitely be able to fulfill his wish for Guiguzi.

"I hope that Xiaoyou can bury my body by the holy lake after the old man dies. Guiguzi said, coughing more heavily. It's just that there is no more blood that he coughs up.

Qin Yun knew that Guiguzi really wouldn't be able to survive for long. This emperor, who had lived to this day during the period of the Ten Thousand Emperors, seemed to be handing over the Continuation Pulse Grass to Qin Yun, and he completed his life's mission, quietly waiting for death to come.

He felt a little sad in his heart and said, "Don't worry, old man." ”

After listening to Qin Yun's promise, Guiguzi finally had no regrets. He said his final cultivation and forced his aura out to form a coffin of aura. Then he turned his head to look into the distance, as if he wanted to see the world one last time.

And Qin Yun stayed aside, quietly waiting for the death of the last emperor in the Ten Thousand Emperors period. Soon after, Guiguzi's head fell weakly, his eyes closed and his pupils dilated, and his eyes that could penetrate everything in the world could no longer see anything.

Witnessing the death of the last emperor, Qin Yun felt heavy. He respectfully bowed to Guiguzi again and again, even if Guiguzi and him were not related, they had only met twice so far. But Guiguzi's great kindness to him was enough to bear Qin Yun's three bows.

After getting up, Qin Yun walked forward. Pick up Guiguzi's corpse and put it in the condensed aura coffin, and finally put the aura coffin in the ring. Touch the ring with your fingertips and make sure that the aura coffin is properly stored before relieving yourself.

"Old man, junior, I'll take you back. Qin Yun said softly, looking at the clouds below, and went down the mountain alone.

He had never worried about how to leave the Ghost Valley and return to the human world, the so-called where he came from would go out, of course Qin Yun walked in the direction he came.

Although the way back is thousands of miles, it can still be completed on both feet. Fortunately, in the Ghost Valley, Qin Yun did not feel tired or hungry. A month later, he had already arrived at a place not far from where he entered the Ghost Valley.

Seeing that the crack had shrunk a lot, Qin Yun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there was no delay, otherwise he would have to think hard if he wanted to leave this ghost valley.

The footsteps continued on a loose red sandy ground. Suddenly, a sparse sound came from the sand again. A moment later, countless scorpions emerged from the sand.

When Qin Yun first arrived in the Ghost Valley, the "Scorpion Tide" did not allow him to enter. Now, he refuses to let him out.

However, when he came, Guiguzi opened the way for him, and now that the predecessor has passed away, Qin Yun can only break out hard!

The dantian rang loudly, and Qin Yun hurriedly used the strange power technique, and his palms were covered by the glazed color of the origin. He leaped into the air with a big step, and then fell like a meteorite in the "scorpion tide", stirring up the red sand. The wind is fierce, and I don't know how many demon scorpions are flying.

But soon, countless demon scorpions surged towards Qin Yun, the demon scorpions that looked like people were holding high the incomparably hard double pincers, and the stingers on the steel tail were waiting for an opportunity to move, which was bound to leave Qin Yun in the Ghost Valley forever!

Without the Xuanzhong Sword, Qin Yun fought with both hands. Covered in aura, his palms are the best swords in the world!

In the chaos, a demon scorpion somehow used its iron tongs to clamp Qin Yun's left palm, and it seemed that as soon as it exerted its strength, Qin Yun would sprinkle red sand with blood.

But seeing that Qin Yun didn't care at all, he struck out with his right hand and shattered the head of another demon scorpion. Then he stepped forward hard, and there was a clear roar in his mouth, and the strange force exercise was run to the extreme. Immediately, the palm of his left hand finally exerted his strength, and he grabbed the iron tongs of the demon scorpion and picked it up directly.

Qin Yun smashed the demon scorpion forward with all his might, and he forced a bloody path in the "scorpion tide".

Of course, that blood is the blood of the demon scorpion, but pity the demon scorpion that was smashed out by Qin Yun, it is not a Xuanzhong sword. With such a smash, it will be immediately divided.

Qin Yun was stunned and looked at the iron tongs left in his hand, speechless.

"It turned out that they were all strong guys. Qin Yun said in his heart, but he didn't know that if the rest of the monks were besieged by the "Scorpion Tide", they would have no weapons in their hands, and they would not have any strange power exercises. I'm afraid, it has long been submerged by it. Can you still be as alive and active as Qin Yun?

It can be said that the demon scorpion died very unjustly in the hands of Qin Yun. No matter how hard their shells were, they couldn't be as hard as the glass in Qin Yun's palms. No matter how great his strength is, it can't be as great as Qin Yun's strange power.

Only with enough time can Qin Yun kill the "Scorpion Tide" without leaving a single piece of armor. However, he ran out of time..........

The death of Guiguzi made him draw out the passage between the two worlds of man and ghost, and began to lose support and collapse. The cracks shrank less and less, and they are close to disappearing.

Qin Yun was in a hurry when he saw it, he didn't have time to spend here anymore. However, this "scorpion tide" will not be extinguished for a while.

In desperation, he jumped into the air, and a ghostly light appeared in his fingers, and a small jade bottle appeared in his hand.

When he ascended the Phoenix Heavenly Steps, Qin Yun had collected many "light clusters" in front of the Phoenix Tomb, which were the flames of the Phoenix. Although it was really useless to use it in the "Scorpion Tide" at this time, Qin Yun had no other way.

Uncork the bottle and pour out all the "light clusters" in the small jade bottle. In an instant, a waterfall of flames rushed down, turning the red sand into scorched earth.

The sound was endless, and how could the demon scorpion be able to defeat the fire of the phoenix, and they were immediately burned to death in batches.

Qin Yun fell, took advantage of this moment to take a step out, and went straight to the exit of the Ghost Valley!

At the last moment of the crack closing, it successfully entered the passage. And in the passage, he didn't dare to take a breath. This is because the channel is now unstable.

He rushed forward as fast as he could, avoiding himself from falling into boundless vanity. (To be continued.) )