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One is the leader of the Ghost Mansion, and the other is the general of the West Prison Mansion, thinking that they should have been entangled for a long time, especially in such a sensitive period. The pastoral world is curious, who is stronger and who is weaker in this West Prison Mansion and the Ghost Mansion?

Observing the two of them carefully, feeling the fluctuations of divine power, he quickly figured it out.

Although his cultivation has not fully recovered, after all, the realm of the god level is there, and it only takes a little analysis to see that the strength of these two people is actually at the same level.

That's fun.

An opponent of the same level dares to quietly blend into the opponent's lair, which is obviously fearless.

You must know that the master of this realm, even a little advantage, can become the key to determining the final victory. And this is the Netherworld Ghost Mansion, and it is the Dead Sea with an extremely dead atmosphere, and it is obvious that the ghosts who have lived here for many years have more advantages.

It is impossible for Leng Ling of the West Prison Mansion not to see this, but even so, he still chooses to ambush here, and he has no fear, obviously having some confidence.

At this moment, Mu Jie's brows furrowed slightly.

Someone else is coming.

The person came very quickly, and two phantom shadows crossed the gray sky, silently.

"Well, that's a problem. ”

The pastoral world murmured in a low voice.

He finally knew that Leng Ling's self-confidence, he even had a helper!

The ghost's strength is good, especially it occupies a favorable location, and it is not a problem to face Leng Ling alone, but if there are two more masters of the same level, it is obvious that he will die.

Now he is the distinguished guest of the ghost lord after all, and the ghost lord treats him well, especially the dragon bone is of great help to him, he can't watch the other party's subordinates being killed under his nose like this.

Shaking his head, he turned around and flew in the opposite direction.

Really.

The two figures speeding in the air saw his movements, and immediately changed direction and chased after him.

The target of the West Prison Mansion must be him!

A master who can refine divine weapons, this is a fragrant glutton.

The two Y shadows approached silently, and a gray mist that was several times thicker than before, like a goddess scattering flowers, quietly spread.

Enchanted incense!

The pastoral world flew for nearly a hundred miles, made a look of unsupport, and fell straight down.

"Hey, pretty fast. ”

The two phantoms saw their target fall, and finally emerged from the void, their faces smug on their faces.

"This guy can really refine divine weapons, and he looks so young..."

One of the men couldn't help but be curious, and carefully looked at the unconscious pastoral world.

"It should be possible. ”

"The ghost lord is buying all kinds of high-grade materials on a large scale, and it is not always to enrich his inventory. ”

"Besides, there is conclusive evidence on the soul master's side. ”

The other was a woman, nodding.

"Okay, okay, let's take it first. ”

"Ah Leng, we still need to help. ”

The man nodded, bent down, and grabbed directly towards the pastoral realm.

When his hand was about to touch the pastoral realm, suddenly his heart was alarmed, and almost subconsciously, he immediately reacted and retreated.

However, it was still too late.

A golden light suddenly lit up from the palm of the pastoral realm!

The fierce and domineering golden light, like a piercing sword, with a violent aura, rushed straight to the man's door.

The man only felt that his head was tight, and his eyes were suddenly golden, and he couldn't see anything.

Not good!

After all, the man is a top master at the quasi-god level, and he reacts extremely quickly.

He opened his mouth and spat out a bloody arrow, and his body exploded back.

This bloody arrow was not a mortal thing, but a tooth that he had sacrificed all his life. It is true that the spirit clan is not good at refining weapons, but almost everyone has a good magic weapon, which is made by sacrificing a part of their own body, which is comparable to the natal magic weapon of a cultivator, and it is extremely powerful.

The blood arrow stubbornly blocked the golden lightsaber.

The man finally breathed a sigh of relief, but his back was completely soaked with sweat.

He couldn't help but feel remorse.

I was too careless.

The other party is a master who can refine divine weapons, how can he not have a few life-saving treasures at the bottom of the box.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, and sacrificed a life-saving magic weapon at a critical time, otherwise, he would have died here today.

"Click!"

The man was sighing, when suddenly there was a crisp explosion sound in his ears, and his face immediately changed.

Look up.

The blood arrow he sacrificed didn't know when it was wrapped in golden light. The rich golden light was particularly dazzling in the gray dead air, especially one of the mysterious and delicate lines, glowing with a cold and incomparably cold light.

"Click!"

Another explosion sounded directly in the man's heart.

His face suddenly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The Blood Arrow is his natal treasure, and after a lot of time of training, it has long been in contact with him. Once damaged, it immediately affects his mind.

How can it be!

The man was really scared this time, and the magic weapon of saving his life was broken so easily!

This is his strongest method!

"Be careful. ”

Just as she was startled, the woman next to her let out an exclamation. The man reacted immediately, his figure flashed, and he burst back again.

Without the blocking of the blood arrow, the golden light suddenly skyrocketed several times, like a pool of flowing gold, and the lightning seemed to come towards the door in front of him again.

The domineering and violent aura, full of the smell of death, made him can't help but tingle his scalp.

The man also found that he was on the verge of life and death at this time, he didn't dare to slack off, summoned all the strength of his body, and fought back desperately.

However.

Just as all his thoughts were on the golden light in front of him, suddenly a loud dragon roar resounded in his ears.

I saw that the golden light that came from the roar suddenly exploded in half in the air.

Half like a sword, rushing forward.

And the other half... Among them, a strange-looking spirit beast came out.

The spirit beast's face was hideous, and its eyes were shining with golden light, as if it were made of gold. He smiled coldly, revealing the sharp teeth in his mouth with a bloodthirsty glow.

"Kill!"

Suddenly there was a burst of drinking.

The golden light on the spirit beast's body skyrocketed, and its entire body turned into a dazzling sun. Immediately after that, the sun's rays rose sharply, flashed out of thin air, and disappeared directly into the void.

"Poof!"

The man didn't react at all, only felt a tightness in his chest, and then a sense of powerlessness swept over him.

Lowering his head in a daze, he clearly saw that on his chest, a big D appeared!

Everything in front of me happened between lightning and flint. When the woman reacted, her companion had already been beheaded!

This made her heart tremble inexplicably.

That's a quasi-god-level top powerhouse, not to mention in the Ancient Netherworld, even if he gets it in the Three Realms, he is one of the best masters.

But...

Such a master was killed without surviving the opponent's two moves?

Damn it.

Is that bastard really an alchemist?

The woman's face was shocked, but she quickly came to her senses.

The mission fails, and the goal is struck.

She knows her own strength, and even her companions can't block the other party's two moves, and she is obviously not an opponent. The best thing to do right now is to escape!

Without hesitation, she turned and ran.

"Hey!"

The woman flew into the sky, her speed was stimulated to the extreme, and she flew up without looking in one direction.

"Boom!"

A dull pop suddenly spread through the void.

The woman didn't react at all, she only felt as if she had hit a copper wall, and her body was about to shatter.

Holding back the pain on her body, she opened her eyes.

Vaguely, a huge pagoda appeared in front of him at some point. Obviously, this is what I just bumped into.

"Die!"

The woman was furious, her whole body was full of divine power, and she smashed straight towards the pagoda in front of her.

"Poof!"

However, to her surprise, the pagoda ignored her attack at all, it only shook its body slightly, and suddenly a strong pulling force attacked, easily swallowing all the attacks.

"Phew, phew..."

Followed by.

The pagoda trembled, making a vomiting appearance, and suddenly a stream of divine power was spit out from the bottom of the tower.

The woman looked blankly at the pagoda in front of her, vomiting, and looked sluggish.

This... What the hell is this?

She had never seen a pagoda that could devour divine power, and of course, she had never seen a pagoda that would vomit, but it was still her own divine power!

Damn, is my divine power so bad?!

The woman came back to her senses and was furious.

She wanted to keep attacking, but Xiaota obviously wouldn't give her that chance.

Flying high, the bottom of the tower rushed down.

The small tower suddenly swirled, and his entire body instantly turned into a whirlwind. The bottom of the tower continues to release a pulling force, with the blessing of the whirlwind, the pulling force increases sharply, and all the surrounding forces are like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, uncontrollably drilling into the bottom of the tower.

Even the woman was swallowed directly!

...

The sudden change in the Dead Sea forced the Pastoral Realm's search for the Dark Qi Pool to be suspended.

The battle between Leng Ling and the ghost, because of the defeat of his companions, ended in failure. The ghost has been sitting in the Dead Sea for many years, and he knows everything there well, and in addition to the fact that the magic technique he cultivated is based on death qi, it can be said that he has the advantage and suppresses Leng Ling to death.

If it weren't for the other party's desperate efforts in the end, desperately injured and performing magic skills, I'm afraid they would really have to stay here completely. And his two companions were obviously not as lucky as him.

Returning to his lodgings, the pastor repaired his body while contemplating the implications of this incident.

Obviously, the civil strife in the underworld has officially escalated from the previous friction temptation!

The behavior of the West Prison Mansion is enough to become a fuse, perhaps, the war in the ancient underworld is not far off.

After all, he is also the head of one side and has an absolute sensitivity to the current situation. The West Prison Mansion infiltrated the Netherworld Ghost Mansion with such fanfare, this is no longer a provocation.

Although the ghost master has a heart, he must not be able to bear this breath. Moreover, the Naxi Prison Mansion lost two masters at once, and one was seriously injured, but it didn't catch anything, and it won't give up.

Of course, the most important thing is that the pastoral world can clearly smell the breath of Y Mou.

The other party's actions were premeditated. They had been in ambush at the Dead Sea early, apparently sure they would go.

How will they know? Is there an inner j?

Moreover, the soul master was also mentioned in the conversation between the two of them before, and it is very likely that this action was not provoked by the Western Prison Mansion alone.

If that's the case, then there's definitely more to it than there's to see.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the ghost lord's guards to come to visit.

"Master. ”

The guard's face was full of shame: "The villain's poor protection is so bad that the master is frightened, it is really a crime that deserves death..."

"It's none of your business. ”

Mu Jie shook his head: "No one can do anything about such a sneak attack. ”

"Master, my lord, please go and talk about it. ”

The guard nodded, finally getting to the point.

"Well, let's go. ”

The pastor nodded and set off with the escort.