Chapter 65: Book Spirit

"Dragon Ruler!"

"Snow Moon Wheel!"

"Heaven shatters!"

The three of them all threw out their natal magic weapons, and the magic weapons were also filled with powerful mana attributes.

Compared to the attack against the ice bat just now, the power of this natal magic weapon is much greater.

The three of them also understood that the twin souls in front of them were very threatening, and they didn't want to drag it out, after all, the formation outside had disappeared, and even if the three of them wanted to recover from pranayama, they had no chance.

It can only be solved quickly.

"桀桀桀~~" The magic weapon of the three of them attacked on the soul shadows of the two, and the two of them dissipated like a cloud of smoke without substance.

The voices of the two echoed in the Ice Palace.

"You will all become just like us, this forbidden cold current, it is not just as simple as you feel, they will slowly erode your body through the rich aura here.

Slowly, slowly, it will make you, eventually become like us, lose your body, and become the unique ice soul here, Jie Ji ~~"

"Are you two trapped here?" The white boy vaguely understood something, so he asked out loud.

If these two people were trapped here, it would undoubtedly tell them that there was no way out here at all, and Fang Yan and Su Wenjun were the same in their hearts as for what the white boy thought in their hearts.

"Get out? If we could get out, would we be like this? ”

"What do you want to do now that you're here?" Fang Yan asked coldly.

"Return the spiritual milk!" In the cold voice, there was no previous politeness, but a hint of reprimand, as if he was angry at the loss of the ice spirit milk.

Fang Yan took out a thin lens, and then looked through the lens to all corners of the Ice Palace, and finally, his gaze stayed on the black box suspended in the air.

In Fang Yan's eyes, the black box exuded a black glow, and through the mysterious lens, he could also see that around the box, there were black silk threads floating, those silk threads were not visible to the naked eye, they were more like an invisible force.

Wang Ping, who was in a coma, didn't know anything about what was happening in the Ice Palace, and as for what Su Wenjun and the others would face next, it had nothing to do with him.

When Wang Ping opened his eyes, there was a calm golden ocean in front of him.

Wang Ping lowered his head and looked at his own reflection in the golden sea, and was extremely surprised in his heart.

Because of the reflection in the water, it is very beautiful, clean and fair, and the eyebrows are long into the sideburns, which is very good-looking.

Wang Ping stretched out his palm and stroked his cheek.

But there was no touch in the palm of his hand, and when the palm passed through his cheek, Wang Ping realized that he was not an entity.

"I ..... Dead? Wang Ping looked at his hands, and the reluctance in his heart to the world, and the memories of the past flashed like a horse.

"I heard that after people die, they will enter the underworld to be reincarnated, and I think this should be the underworld, right? It's just that the underworld isn't dark and dark? Wang Ping raised his head and looked at the endless golden ocean.

This netherworld is too beautiful, isn't it?

"Hey....." A heavy sigh sounded behind Wang Ping.

The sigh was full of disappointment, and Wang Ping couldn't help but feel curious.

When I turned around, I saw a woman in black sitting in front of a black desk, on which were placed the four treasures of the study, and in the middle of the desk, there was a book as black as ink.

On this endless golden ocean, such a scene appears, and I always feel that this picture is a bit abrupt and discordant.

The woman in black sat on a black wooden chair, her chin propped up with her hands, and she seemed to be distressed about what was going on.

The black clothes on the woman's body are like ink, but the woman's skin is as white as jade, and her delicate facial features are like a fairy in black who has come out of a painting.

Wang Ping didn't walk over, stood in place, and asked with a very aggressive attitude: "Senior, I don't know where this is?" ”

Although the other party looked not very old and looked more like a fairy, Wang Ping did not dare to call the other party 'girl'.

In case someone is a big man in the underworld, if they offend the other party and let themselves be reincarnated as beasts, it will be a big loss.

The woman in black seemed to see through Wang Ping's thoughts, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile slightly, the beautiful smile was just a flash, but it still amazed Wang Ping.

Rao is a woman here, so she must be tempted, right? Wang Ping whispered in his heart.

"Why aren't you curious, why do I sigh like this?" As she spoke, the woman in black stood up, put her hands behind her back, and walked towards Wang Ping step by step.

Every step of the woman in black will startle a circle of small ripples under her feet, blurring her reflection in the water, but within a few dozen steps, the woman in black will come to Wang Ping's side.

Wang Ping didn't answer the woman's question, because he didn't know why the other party sighed, so naturally he didn't know how to answer.

Wang Ping looked at the slender and enchanting figure of this woman slightly, the woman in black was tall, half a head taller than Wang Pingdu, Wang Ping thought in his heart: This is more than five feet and five feet, right?

"It's all at this time, you are still in the mood to guess how tall I am, I don't know what to say about you." The woman smiled lightly and shook her head, as if she didn't understand Wang Ping's thoughts at the moment.

When Wang Ping heard this, he couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed.

At the same time, I was shocked: This woman can actually see through my thoughts? Could it be the Buddha's 'other heart'?

"That kind of inferior secret technique, I don't bother to cultivate, this is the Ten Thousand Demons Mind Technique."

Hearing the Ten Thousand Demons Mind Meditation Technique, Wang Ping was shocked.

"Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Book?" Whenever the word Ten Thousand Demons is involved, it must be inseparable from the Book of Ten Thousand Demons.

"You're right, it's the secret technique on the Book of Ten Thousand Demons, what you are in now is also in the Book of Ten Thousand Demons, and I am the spirit of the Book of Ten Thousand Demons."

Speaking of the word Shuling, the woman in black smiled self-deprecatingly: "Strictly speaking, you are already my master." ”

Wang Ping could hear from the other party's tone that she was very disgusted with herself, and her self-deprecation was full of dissatisfaction with herself.

But if you are not satisfied, why do you want to serve me as Lord?

Wang Ping knew that a treasure of this level could completely choose his own master.

The woman in black smiled, obviously knowing Wang Ping's thoughts, so she waved her hand lightly, only to see the golden sea water in front of Wang Ping swaying slightly, startling the slightest ripple, and then saw a huge white lamp float out.

The white lamp was more than a man high, and the wick was covered by a white lampshade, and the wick of it was still burning with flames, but the color of the flame was rare blue.

"This lamp is called the 'Tianxin Lantern', and it feeds on your lifespan, as long as it has a lifespan of more than 500 years, you can light it.

Do you see, that blue flame is your longevity. ”

Wang Ping was overjoyed in his heart, and secretly said in his heart: "Am I one in ten thousand?" ”

The woman in black smiled as if she had heard some joke: "They just don't have the same good luck as you." ”

Eh, Wang Ping was suddenly a little embarrassed, scratched his head, and asked curiously: "If I am the master of the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Book, then how many masters am I?" ”

Hearing this, the woman in black's face sank, and she pondered for a while before she spoke, "You are the second." ”

"Huh?" Wang Ping seemed to have misheard: "Second place? ”

Wang Ping was a little unconvinced, after all, didn't the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Boat become a Demon Dao giant by relying on the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Book?

"The Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Boat just learned some secret techniques from me, and between me and the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Boat, in the final analysis, it is just a secret technique.

They use me as a key to open the Ten Thousand Demons Heavenly Boat, they are not my master, and I should be their master. ”

When Wang Ping heard her words, the surprise in his heart was naturally incomprehensible, which was too surprising.

"To become the master of the Book of Ten Thousand Demons, you need to meet three conditions, the first is to light the two lamps in the Book of Ten Thousand Demons.

Second, it must be a low-level monk!

Although I don't understand why 'she', who is the first person in the Demon Dao, did this, I can't change the rules set by 'her'. ”

Wang Ping could hear that she in her mouth should be the first generation of the Master of the Ten Thousand Demons Heavenly Book, that is, the person who created this book.

Wang Ping could also see that the woman in black had great respect for her previous master.

"And a lamp!" As she spoke, the woman in black stretched out her hand again, and beside the Tianxin Lamp, a pitch-black lamp rose.

The appearance of the two lamps is similar, the color is different, and the flame burning on the wick is also different, and Wang Ping also saw the black flame for the first time.

"This is the magic core lamp, similar to the heavenly core lamp, although the flame of this magic core lamp is very small, but you still lit it, the magic yuan is rarer than the longevity yuan." The woman in black said without joy or sorrow.

"In hundreds of thousands of years, tens of millions of people have come into contact with the Book of Heaven. Among them, there are many talented people, and it is not for nothing that in a short period of time, they can light two lamps at the same time. ”

"Hundreds of thousands of years? Have you lived so long? Looking at the woman in black in front of him, Wang Ping was really shocked at this moment.

This person, no, is it a spirit, and has lived for hundreds of thousands of years? How is this different from immortality?

"What is the meaning of immortality in the prison book? In the boring years in the book, I have all fallen asleep, and I have a big dream, which is a thousand years, ten thousand years, and only in this way can I resist the erosion of ten thousand years of boring years.

One of my dreams is like a mortal's sleep in a day. In the faint voice, there is endless loneliness.

"Haven't you been able to find a suitable person for hundreds of thousands of years?" Wang Ping felt that this matter was a bit mysterious.

"The Book of Ten Thousand Demons is a supreme treasure, and it has always fallen into the hands of the strong, such a supreme treasure, do you think it will fall into the hands of low-level people? Even if it falls into the hands of a low-level monk, where does the low-level monk get the magic yuan and the five-hundred-year longevity yuan? The woman in black laughed to herself.

"A talented monk who has cultivated into the Golden Pill also has a longevity of five hundred years, right?" Wang Ping did not believe that there was no such genius.

"The time to light two lamps must not exceed ten years! This is a must in the conditions, and in ten years, if another lamp is not lit, the lit lamp will be extinguished! The woman in black said weakly.