However, Luo Qingyin did not get his wish.

From the outer heaven to the Ming Gate, the curse was quiet, and there was no movement.

Halfway through, the head of Xuanfeng Academy rejected Luo Qingyin's kindness to send him back to Xuanfeng Academy, and parted ways with her.

Before parting ways, he returned the small golden sword that Zhan Chuan used to pass on the flying sword, and handed her the complete version of the sacrificial array and the method of breaking the formation discussed with Hua Qianye's father.

Jimo had no intention because his family was still waiting for the release of the Shengsheng Creation Pill in Mingmen, and he also returned to Mingmen with him.

Put away the Flame Condor and let Ming Shi and Liang Bai lead the Spirit Beast Legion back to the Spirit Beast Garden, Zi Yunchen went to Zhou Heizi to visit the golden-winged Dapeng's soulless detoxification, and Luo Qingyin flew towards the old grass house.

After going out for so many days, I don't know how far the Life Creation Pill has been refined.

When he flew through the air alone, suddenly, there was darkness in front of Luo Qingyin's eyes!

Then, a terrible ghost cry rang in her ears, and the voice was extremely resentful and terrifyingly hateful, so sharp that it almost exceeded the limit of what the human ear could bear.

"Even if my soul is gone, I will haunt you to death! Asking for your life! ”

With the terrible ghost scream, the monstrous hatred surged, the cold penetrated into the bones, and Luo Qingyin's scalp was numb.

This voice is Dongfang exquisite, yes.

Asking for her life?

Amusing!

She is not afraid of the living Dongfang Linglong, but she is also afraid of a dead person?

In the darkness, Luo Qingyin did not panic, and at the same time as his divine sense was released, he took out a broken spell talisman, pinched it in his hand, injected Xuan Qi to excite it, identified the direction, and opened his lips slightly: "Break!" ”

The blood light on the spell breaking charm bloomed, the masculine and righteous Xuan Qi swept away like a tornado, all the dark ghosts and evil things were torn apart by the power of the wind, and the spatial aura within a radius of ten zhang was clear!

Dongfang Linglong's hateful ghost cry came to an abrupt end.

The darkness that blocked Luo Qingyin's vision disappeared.

The brightness in front of him returned, and a phantom appeared in Luo Qingyin's vision in front of him, which was the appearance of Dongfang Linglong in front of him.

Didn't even disappear?

Luo Qingyin glanced down at the spell breaking talisman.

Well, this is what Jimo unintentionally painted.

But Jimo Wuxin is also a master of the array, and he is also a famous master and apprentice, and the spell-breaking charm he paints can seriously injure him even if he can't tear apart the ghost of a general.

But she's okay?

Is it because she no longer belongs to the shadows, but is just a thought formed by strong hatred?

Luo Qingyin's mind was racing, and when she secretly locked onto the phantom, Dongfang Linglong's phantom seemed to open something like an eye, screaming, and her ten fingers rushed towards her face like claws.

Looking at the attack, it is no different from a normal Yin Spirit.

Luo Qingyin narrowed her eyes slightly, flipped her palm, and the Five Elements Sword appeared in her hand, and with a twist of her wrist, the sword qi surged, drawing an incomparable blood-red sword rainbow, slashing straight towards the phantom of Dongfang Linglong!

The phantom of Dongfang Linglong was cut from the position of the shoulder, and after rolling backwards for the first distance, the cut position was slowly closed again.

She stared at the Five Elements Sword in Luo Qingyin's hand, and the ghost screamed and pounced again.

Luo Qingyin was completely annoyed.

Urging the Phoenix God's true intent to inject into the Five Elements Sword, Luo Qingyin suddenly walked around behind her and cut her throat!

Cut the throat, this is Dongfang Linglong's first "killed" move, and it is also the most creepy move.

Although Dongfang Linglong's phantom was no longer afraid of cutting his throat, his mind still had the fear of this trick in his mind, and he let out a frightened scream in an instant, and the corners of Luo Qingyin's lips hooked a cold and brilliant arc, and the flames burst out from the sword body, completely enveloping the phantom in it.

The phantom doesn't feel pain at all.

She rushed out unscathed in fear, screaming again and pounced on Luo Qingyin's body, opening her mouth to bite her neck.

If you bite this bite......

Even if there is no wound on the neck, the cold qi entering the body is enough.

Luo Qingyin was a little irritable in his heart, and selected the spell breaking talisman drawn by the master of Xuanfeng Academy from a pile of broken spells, and said, "Give it to me, break!" ”

The spell-breaking talisman drawn by the master of Xuanfeng Academy and Jimo Wuxin is not of the same level.

Suddenly, the wind blew fiercely.

Within a radius of 100 zhang, the waves of qi surged, like ten thousand sword rays strangling, and the murderous aura contained in it was breathless.

The phantom shattered in the air waves, slowly turning into particles and dissipating between heaven and earth.

There was a sudden stirring in the air, and the people of the Ming Gate didn't know what was going on, so they ran out one after another, and when they saw her standing quietly in the air, they hurriedly saluted her: "Master of the Gate, what happened?" ”

Luo Qingyin shook his head: "It's okay, I'll try to see if the new talisman given to me by my senior brother is good or not." ”

Looking at the surroundings where the air seemed incomparably clear, she exhaled softly, the curse should have been broken, right?

When she arrived at the cottage, she quickly put the matter behind her.

Hu Lao began to become a Dan three days later, and she still had three days to spare, which was just right for cultivation

The Life and Creation Pill can only succeed and not fail!

In the past three days, Dongfang Linglong's phantom has never come out again, and Luo Qingyin's cultivation has been exceptionally smooth.

Three days later, Luo Qingyin adjusted everything to the most perfect state and entered Hu Lao's alchemy room as promised.

There was no day and night in the Dan room, and Hu Lao seemed to be tireless, and he had been sitting there since she set off for the outer heavens, and until she returned, she had not moved.

Even, except for a touch of exhaustion on his face, he didn't even change his expression a bit.

At this moment, Hu Lao is melting Dan.

The essence of the spiritual liquid beat violently in the Dan furnace, and the simple and dignified Dan furnace was like a window beaten by a typhoon, making an endless sound.

Fortunately, before this, Zi Yunchen had already laid out a balanced formation, which reduced the difficulty of Rong Dan.

Luo Qingyin sat down silently, trying to reduce his sense of presence as much as possible, so as not to disturb Hu Lao.

As time passed, Hu Lao suddenly shouted: "Fire comes!" ”

It's time for her to make a move!

The unreserved divine consciousness is like a dam opening the floodgates, like rushing water, pouring into the Dan furnace.

In the palm of his hand, the fire of Nirvana, which had long been ready to go, gushed out, bright red, high layers, and the temperature in the room also rose.

The burning Golden Crow Flame also shrank with it.

Hu Lao's face turned pale, and the Dan furnace let out a dull shaking.

After all the calculations, I forgot that the fire of the golden crow had an innate fear of the fire of nirvana.

This kind of fear is nothing in normal times, but at a critical moment-

It's over!

In a hurry, Luo Qingyin pressed his palm on the fire inlet, and at the moment when the Golden Crow Fire retracted, he replaced the position of the Golden Crow Fire and maintained the process of Rong Dan.

The replacement was just a matter of an instant, and when the golden crow fire retracted, the old man was covered with cold sweat on his forehead.

If it is a little slower, the temperature drops, and the essence of the liquid medicine cannot be controlled, the consequences will definitely be the fryer.

Mao Dun Literature