"Brother Fish"

Huang Rongxiao walked briskly to Zhang Ziyu's side, with a smile on her eyebrows and eyes, pretty and moving.

"Well, you broke through?"

Zhang Ziyu suddenly noticed that Huang Rong's aura had broken through compared to a few hours ago, and couldn't help but show a look of surprise and asked, "Is this little thing?"

"Hiss"

The golden silkworm was still writhing, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with Zhang Ziyu's words.

But fortunately, this little thing is connected with Huang Rong's heart, and he is from a love Gu background, so he can distinguish between the big and small kings, and he knows that Zhang Ziyu and Huang Rong have a great relationship, so he didn't do it.

"Brother Yu, you let the little fat man go first."

Zhang Ziyu let go of the golden silkworm and let go, and in an instant, the little golden silkworm flew to Huang Rong's shoulder and hid.

Huang Rong said, "That day, Master Qing Linglong came over and accepted me as a disciple, leaving me to inherit the Ten Thousand Gu Condensation Soul Decision, this is it."

Her white fingers lightly touched the center of her eyebrows, and a memory light ball came out of her eyebrows and landed in front of Zhang Ziyu.

She is a ranch employee, and using the authority of the trading room can bring out the memories and hand them over to Zhang Ziyu.

Zhang Ziyu didn't shy away from it, he reached out to point this memory light cluster, and in an instant, all the Gu Technique knowledge of the Ten Thousand Gu Condensation Spirit Determination and the Falling Flowers entered his mind.

He looked at Huang Rong who was smiling, and knew that this little golden silkworm was her love Gu.

"It's better for you than the Paper-Binding Spirit."

In the final analysis, the paper binding spirit technique is just a secret technique, but it is not a practice, how powerful the cultivation is, it all depends on personal cultivation and the material of the small paper man.

Huang Rong used it skillfully, but the root is still on the true trick of Maoshan Qi training.

But it's good now, this Ten Thousand Gu Condensation Spirit is definitely a little worse than the Maoshan Great Cave True Scripture, but it is more suitable for Huang Rong than the Great Cave True Scripture.

Refining Gu worms, feeding back spiritual power, and driving away the fighting method, it is very comprehensive.

If it is not good, then it must be that refining Gu worms requires a lot of resources, and there are only so many Gu worms that ordinary people major in.

But this is not a problem for Huang Rong, what Zhang Ziyu's monster ranch lacks most is not resources.

"Little thing, come here, give you something good."

"Sss

The golden silkworm was suspicious, Zhang Ziyu took out a bottle of fire dragon blood, opened the cap, and instantly the golden silkworm became excited, twisting its round body and flying in front of him.

"Eat it, and then cooperate with your master to cultivate well."

"Hiss"

The golden silkworm focused on devouring the blood of the fire dragon, and Zhang Ziyu said to Huang Rong, "Rong'er, you can take the Gu worm cultivation resources yourself, if you want to refine the second type of Gu worm, you can try to have a suitable creature in the magic forest, if not, you can consider hunting in other worlds."

"I know Brother Yu, but Brother Yu, don't you refine Gu worms for your own drive?"

"Not for the time being, I have to refine a batch of special equipment first."

Since he wants to deal with Shenqing Lian, Zhang Ziyu must be prepared, although it is said that Shenqing Lian is one of the ancestors of Maoshan, but this time he has indeed done it.

Although Zhang Ziyu will not claim to be a righteous person, acting in the righteousness of the world, as if he is nameless, but he does not have the same feelings for this Taishi uncle as the ninth uncle and master.

At the same time, in the Yin Ge Mountain Range, several people from Shenqing Lian also gathered.

The so-called Yinge Mountain, hundreds of years ago was a place of rebellion, buried bones I don't know how many soldiers, and later became a mass grave, here is the place where lonely souls and wild ghosts gather, the yin is rich, and it is shrouded in fog all year round.

"Senior Brother Qinglian, let's start, there is no turning back when you open the bow."

It was Zhang Shenji who spoke, and the lame one still looked a little sloppy, carrying a sword on his back, his eyes were slightly lowered, and he couldn't see what his expression was.

"Naturally, refine the Yin Gate, dust and divine machines, and the two of you will restrain the ghosts around here."

"This is my Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master Sword, take it."

"And the King Vajra of the Lotus Buddha Sect,

Brother Qinglian has handed it over to you."

The two of them handed over the spiritual weapon they had stolen from the sect to Shen Qing Lian, who took it and said, "Thank you two."

The two shook their heads and flew away, and began to restrain the ghosts so that they could plan for their next move.

"I'm going to help them too."

Qing Linglong said to Shen Qing Lian, and then flew to the surrounding mist with the golden silkworm, and together they helped Zhang Shenji and them gather the ghosts and gather them here.

As soon as the three of them left, Shenqing Lian took the Heavenly Master Sword and the Ming King Vajra with his empty hands, and the two spiritual weapons entered his hands, and they suddenly shook slightly, and they turned out to have the power to resist.

Shenqing Lian is not a person from Longhu Mountain and Lianhua Buddha Sect, and after cultivating the art of resisting ghosts, he has already had a different breath, and he may not be able to see it ordinarily, but in front of these spiritual weapons, it will naturally be much more obvious.

"Town!"

A sigil in Shen Qing Lian's hand was struck, and the two spirit weapons were suppressed in an instant, and they were not trembling.

After suppressing the spirit weapon, Shen Qinglian's face became more serious, and black qi similar to ghost qi began to emerge from his body, and the black qi continued to spread, pouring in and out towards the ground in front of him, as if it was a flame rising for a while.

"White bones, up!"

With a wave of Shen Qinglian's big hand, the barren and dark land suddenly rumbled, and countless white bones actually emerged from the ground, as if they were white bone bamboo shoots, exuding an eerie aura.

Shen Qing Lian's expression was serious, and the magic tricks in his hands continued to be played, and these white bones continued to gather, and finally broke away from the dark land, and began to condense rapidly towards the air.

There are tens of thousands of white bones, both complete bones and broken bone fragments, and if you look closely, it is not only human bones, but also zombie bones and corpse demon bones, all of which exude a gloomy atmosphere.

I don't know how long Shen Qinglian has been collecting these white bones, the terrifying white bones are as eerie and terrifying as the curtain wall.

The black aura was like a flame, wrapping these white bones, gradually condensing, and slowly turning into a huge doorway about three zhang high and about one zhang wide.

The white bones are entangled with each other, forming a doorpost, revealing a hideous meaning, and the eerie exudes an icy aura, and if you look closely, you can also find the skeleton faces flashing in the entanglement of these white bones.

"Condensation!"

Shen Qinglian once again drew many pitch-black runes, each rune seemed to be a ghost rune, revealing a strange feeling.

The runes melted into the doorway one by one, and the doorposts formed by the condensation of the white bones became more and more condensed, and some bones quietly melted into a miserable white bone solid body, except for those twisted hand bones and human faces, which added to the terrifying feeling of this white bone door.

As there were more and more talismans, the Yin Gate refined by Shenqing Lian began to exude a mysterious aura, and black rhythms began to emerge, slowly engulfing the surrounding mist and yin qi.

If it is a spiritual weapon, it naturally has the ability to swallow and exhale spiritual energy to nourish itself, but what Shen Qing refines is not a spiritual energy, but this yin qi and ghost qi, just like his own ghostly appearance, is completely a thing.

Shenqing Lian's sacrifice lasted for three days this time, and above the white bone door cave, there were more and more strange runes, which became more and more terrifying, and completely formed a terrifying spirit weapon-level existence.

"Ghost Seal, fusion."

He threw his ghost seal and flew straight towards the doorbeam in the middle of the bone doorway.

There was also a huge grimace skeleton on top of the door beam, half a meter high, with horns, and it did not look like a human at all.

The grimace skull opened its mouth wide and swallowed the ghost seal.

The next moment, the entire Yin Gate erupted with a fierce Yin Qi impact, blowing away countless mist, and in an instant, it was like swallowing clouds and spitting out mist, taking a deep breath, and then frantically plundering the surrounding Yin Qi, the thick fog rolling, so terrifying.

The ghost seal was directly fused by this Yin Gate, and the totems, inscriptions, and the power belonging to the spirit weapons on it were all swallowed by the Yin Gate, and the momentum soared sharply, and the gloomy momentum was extremely terrifying.

"Hum!"

At this moment, the suppressed Heavenly Master Sword and the Ming King Vajra suddenly trembled violently

, burst out with a burst of spiritual light, as if he wanted to break through the yin qi here and confront the yin gate.

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