Under the idol, the spirit clan stepped into the sky and was stunned.

When did the dignified spirit clan become meat on the chopping board, and everyone wanted to cut a knife?

Su He's consciousness flew quickly, and Feng Tsukasa wanted to pull him back mercilessly. Even to cut off this piece of consciousness.

Su He hurriedly said: "Seniors dissect at will, but help me interrogate how dare the Spirit Clan attack Uncle Luo!" ”

The clan uncles must have imprisoned a large number of spirit clans, but the dragon turtle is not good at interrogation, and Su He has not yet seen which magic spell is related to interrogation.

There are not even many ways to check his memory - when he just took Changyue Mansion and saved Elder Qiao, he also suppressed the Feng Imperial Palace Feng Duo and threw it to Qing Lei to help interrogate, but now there is no result of the interrogation.

Su He was embarrassed to ask, but he was afraid that he would hit Qinglei's fragile mind.

Of course, other dragon turtle methods should be more than Qinglei, but it is true that dragon turtle is not good at this.

As Su He spoke, his consciousness completely dissipated and he was dragged back to the phoenix mound.

Under the statue, the spirit clan stepped into the sky, only to feel that the pressure on his body suddenly decreased, and the whole world was pressed on his body before, but now it is a mountain.

But instead of escaping, he shrank backwards and fell under the idol.

Only fools will run out! He could see that this was a mysterious realm.

Although I don't know how the dragon turtle transferred him to the Xuan Realm, any piece of the Xuan Realm means that there are ninth-grade soul beasts and corresponding monks.

Even a single thought can kill him. At this moment, the statue of the dragon turtle is his best protection.

Who says the enemy can't help himself?

Nan Ming Zhenren had a kind and chuckling expression on his head, and the momentum on his body slowly fell back, and he returned to the appearance of a mortal military master in the game, shaking the feather fan in his hand, and his face was full of spring breeze.

He turned his head and walked out of the Taoist temple, and with a wave of his fan, he asked the people outside the city: "Everyone! The old decay is Yin Chuan Nanming, who first arrived in the treasure land and did not know your true immortals, who can tell the old decay the statue of the god who suppressed the evil in this Taoist temple, which god is it? ”

The people who walked around looked back, not knowing why. But a scholar was surprised: "Isn't it Mr. Zichuan?" ”

The classmate next to him looked surprised: "It's Mr. Zichuan!" How did you get here? Fang received a letter from the family to know that Mr. had made the deer courtyard sacrificial wine, why was it in this place? What does the gentleman mean by suppressing evil spirits? ”

Nanming Zhenren laughed. He took the road of the game attached to the king, and after several years of play, he was also slightly famous among the game characters, and there were Confucian scholars who recognized him thousands of miles away.

Nanming Zhenren pointed to the Zhenwu Temple behind him and said: "The old man has just seen it in person, and there are demons and evil spirits born, but they have been suppressed by the gods in the meantime. ”

The two scholars were suddenly surprised, and the people from all over the world hesitated for a moment and looked at the Dao.

This Taoist temple is already magical, it slowly emerged from the obscurity a few years ago, and now it is normal to suppress demons and evil - and the gentleman who spoke was convincing at a glance.

Gradually, some people are tempted to enter the Taoist temple.

Curious!

Then comes worship!

The stone statue had indeed changed, and the sword in the idol's hand was shining, as if it was about to kill the demon.

Immediately the people knelt down and burned incense and prayed. Streams of incense fell on the idol.

The spirit clan who shrank under the statue stepped into the sky, only to feel that the suppressive power on his body suddenly intensified, as if the entire world was pressed up.

Don't say that you escaped, it was even difficult to breathe for a while!

At this moment, Nanming Zhenren had already hired an ox cart and went to Yin Chuan in the game on a tapping and tapping ground. Looking in the direction of the Taoist temple, with a smile on his face.

If you want to drill under the idol, let's drill it!

This idol connects the entire game world, and all the information in the game world has to be processed by the idol. The creature here is fake, just a message in the game. But to the idols, they are real.

This virtual incense presentation is similar to Su He's Xiaoyou's consciousness, but it is easy to suppress a three-fold spirit clan who has stepped on the sky.

Suppress it first, and press him for a few years to get angry.

Nanming Zhenren looked back at the Taoist statue again, and there was an indescribable charm on the statue, which was fascinating.

Where did Su He get the statue from? End wonderful!

Another day, he assisted King Liang to call, robbed the city of Fairy Ji, and came over every day to visit for a while.

Surprised here, Su He had already opened his eyes in the phoenix mound, and the phoenix true fire on his body flashed away, receiving Haoyue and Heavenly Killing, Su He's body flashed and changed into the true body of the dragon turtle, and the chaotic blade slashed the turtle shell again with a knife in the air.

The waves of water under him were churning, carrying him to search the entire phoenix mound.

Grandma didn't say that there were a few intruders, so she treated it as if there were still and searched it over and over again. It's a pity that I don't dare to use the magic machine indiscriminately here, otherwise it will flash randomly and the blades will be scattered everywhere.

Su He let out a long groan, and the realm opened, and the monstrous waves raged out, rushing in all directions.

Perception in the realm is better than consciousness. The coverage is also a bit larger than that of the Random Blade.

Majestic waves swept out, and heavy rain poured on them.

A sigh sounded outside the realm, and there was the roar of a monstrous wave, and Su He could hear it clearly.

Turning his head to look, he saw a yin ghost, and a figure fell out, and it was another spirit clan.

"Su He Daoyou is really upright, there are already three fellow clans covering for me, Daoyou still want to search, I haven't gotten a raw jade, Daoyou can let me go......"

Before he finished speaking, Su He roared, and a blood curse had already fallen on him, and then ignored him and quickly searched forward.

Who covered for whom, it is still unknown!

A spirit clan dared to take the initiative to jump out in front of the dragon turtle and talk eloquently. Nine times out of ten, Su He was about to find the real target, and he ran out to cover up.

There is a blood curse, in the entire phoenix mound, no matter where he is, Su He can also perceive it clearly, dare to show up, don't think about running away.

When the spirit clan saw Su He's operation, they were stunned. As soon as his complexion changed, he turned around and came towards Su He, Su He turned around and roared, and the divine power roared, and it fell on him with a bang, and then a mountain god seal shot out, flashing with golden light, and blasted towards the spirit clan.

Su He's speed never slowed down at all. Pushing the Hanhai Realm forward.

"Bang Bang!"

The applause sounded, and a young man of the Spirit Clan in a yellow robe appeared from the side, followed by an ordinary Spirit Clan.

Sure enough, there is!

The two of them were generally transparent, and they did not possess the Yin Ghost, but they did not appear, and Su He could not see it.

Approximately can only be killed with a chaotic blade.

"Beautiful!" The yellow-robed spirit clan clapped his hands and exclaimed: "If I can survive today, in the future, if I say that the dragon turtle among the four spirits is the stupidest, I will spit on it!" ”

At the very least, this dragon turtle is delicate and decisive!

Su He stopped.

I can't search for it for the time being, so I have to fight first. The two new spirit clans are both existences at the peak of the Triple Heaven Stepping Race.

Su He is about at this stage now, but with the addition of three triple limits, this fight has to be fought seriously.

Dressed in yellow robes, this is the real royal family of the Spirit Clan.

The robe of the Spirit Race is not a refining and wearing, but a part of the Spirit Race itself. The color represents an identity that is impossible to even fake.

Wearing a yellow robe means that if the Spirit Emperor is killed, he has a chance to become the next generation of the Spirit Emperor.

Of course, there shouldn't be a chance in front of this. His realm is too low, unless Uncle Luo and they have already killed all the royal families above the fourfold Heaven Stepping Sect.

"Spirit Clan Lang Ran has seen Su He Daoyou." The yellow-robed spirit clan saluted Su He, with a little smile on his face: "The spirit clan has no surname, the name is arbitrary, this is the name I used when I borrowed the corpse to return the soul of a sword cultivator, and I have been using it, don't blame it." ”

He raised his hand to signal the fairy sword in his hand, as if he was chatting about family life, but suddenly a sword stabbed out, but instead of stabbing at Su He, a sword pointed into the eyebrows of the same clan beside him, and the thunder on the sword flashed, and the fellow clan was stunned, he had been killed by a sword, and turned into a piece of essence that was sucked into his mouth.

Lang Ran's momentum climbed sharply.

He looked up and looked at Su He approaching step by step: "Every spirit clan can awaken a talent after wearing a yellow robe, and mine can devour the same clan." But this is the way to find death, the means of ending up together, devouring the same clan is three calamities and nine calamities, and if you can't get over, you will definitely die - I guess, Su He Daoyou can't let me out, don't you cross the catastrophe with peace of mind? ”

Su He watched him approach step by step, laughed, turned around and roared, and once again stunned the spirit clan that appeared first behind him, and the turtle claws slapped the sky, and a pitch-black lightning slashed down. Crash landed on the spirit.

Only then did Su He look at the yellow robe spirit clan, this yellow robe was not a dragon robe, but it really had a bit of a princely meaning.

Lang Ran shook his head and smiled: "Daoist friends don't need to be so guarded, this talent can't devour another one before refining one of the same clan." I can't do something as exaggerated as a single day of continuous progression. ”

As he spoke, a sword was handed to Su He, and an awe-inspiring sword aura struck, and there was Su Huanian's six-point sword intent.

A spirit clan does not engage in curses and begins to play with swords.

Don't do your job!

Fortunately, Su He is doing his job, he has Su Huanian, and he said that Su He is not afraid of any opponent, it must be sword cultivation.

Playing more makes perfect.

Su He roared, and Shenwei blasted towards Lang Ran, and at the same time, the turtle claws slapped, and the heavy rain on his head suddenly slowed down a little.

Then it floated down at a faster speed, and the supernatural power: Qianjun!

Qianjun is one of the weakest supernatural powers that Su He attacks now, but he is also one of the supernatural powers with the highest potential. The heavy rain fell and shot towards Lang Ran.

It is clearly rain but with incomparable sword intent, every drop of sword intent is not huge, but when combined together, it is like a sword array.

Annoying.

Lang Ran's grinning expression slowly put it away, stabbed at Su He's immortal sword, and turned around to protect himself.

A sword was pointed on the heavy rain, and the sword rain intersected with a crisp collision sound.

Lang Ran's face changed slightly, this rain is really a sword!

But before he could marvel, the rain had already swept in. He pointed out one sword after another, but the rain was endless, and the whole world as far as the eye could see was endless rain.

The sky is full of swords.

"Awesome!" He exclaimed, and with a shake of the fairy sword in his hand, he slashed out an afterimage, spinning and slashing towards the heavy rain.

Su He said proudly: "My daughter-in-law taught me!" ”

Is it really as delicious as soft rice?

Looking at his daughter-in-law Snow Mountain Wujian every day, if she hasn't gained anything, it's time to quit the group! When Su He asked, Su Huanian never hid his secrets!

There is also the swordsmanship perception left by the former mansion master of Changyue Mansion, Su He is not a master of swordsmanship now, but whoever catches a sword cultivator can also say two sentences.

And it's raining heavily, and you don't need to master it too finely, just a full-screen attack.

Every drop of rain is a fairy sword, without any special attributes, it is sharp and killing.

Lang Ran only felt that he was attacked by countless sword immortals at this moment, and with a long roar in his mouth, his body turned around, turning into translucent, and he raised his eyes to look at Su He.

"But in addition to sword cultivation, I'm still a spirit clan! What if I can't be hit with a sword like this, ah——! ”

As he spoke, he was already screaming, when he saw a glaive knife appear in the heavy rain above his head, slashing downward, and the blade was scattered.

Su He rolled his eyes, as if he was a purebred sword cultivator!

The chaotic blade was cut down, and Su He roared and the mountain god seal came out in response and blasted towards Lang Ran. Lang Ran let out a long roar, and the spirit of the same clan that he had just swallowed was spit out by him and turned into a phantom, enveloping him.

The Mountain God Seal slammed into the phantom. The phantom exploded, pausing the Mountain God Seal for a moment.

Lang Ran had already rushed out of the Hanhai Realm with the power of the explosion and bombardment, and his figure flashed towards the spatial crack in the distance.

The dragon turtle can't beat it.

His swordsmanship was already the top among the Spirit Clan, but he was unable to resist the dragon tortoise's playful sword formation.

Not to mention the curse, the three of them are a lesson from the past. The dragon tortoises are not afraid of curses. If you don't run away now, when will you wait?

Blowing up the essence of the same clan, Lang Ran's speed was as fast as lightning, and he was not under Su He's peacock body. A sonic boom erupted behind him, and he rushed towards the spatial rift in the blink of an eye.

Su He chased after him.

Seeing that the spirit clan was approaching a spatial crack, he turned around and smiled at him, and with a bit of banter, he crashed headlong into the spatial crack.

And then...... Nothing happened.

He looked stunned, looked left and right to be sure that he had not marked the wrong mark, he had come in through this crack, why couldn't he get out?

At this moment of hesitation, Su He had already turned into a peacock and galloped over, his wings fanned and a peacock chirped, and the phoenix real fire turned into a javelin and shot away.

Lang Ran turned his head to look, his face turned into a wry smile of astonishment. This time he is really dead, and he may be able to survive in the hands of the dragon turtle in front of him, but there is still an old phoenix under the volcano!

That's the existence of a phoenix that can suppress the entire spirit clan!

How did you live?

He smiled bitterly, his face was shocked, but he regained his composure, and the fairy sword in his hand was full of swords, and he slashed at Su He's flame javelin.

Swords and spears collided, and the fairy sword shattered. The flame guns turned into flames and scattered in all directions.

Without waiting for Lang Ran to reflect, a bright moon had risen in the sky, sprinkling a silver glow.

Lang Ran looked up at Su He and smiled: "There is no need to be like this, the Phoenix Clan's luck is too strong, the spatial crack is bridged, I can't get out, there is no escape, and there is no need to flee again, but do you know who the real enemy of the Dragon Turtle Clan is?" ”

As he spoke, he opened the storage bag, poured out a few pieces of raw jade, looked at Su He and laughed, looking like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

even opened his arms and pretended to be a mystery to accept death.

Su He ignored what he said, and a bird screamed and fell. In just an instant, the dragon scales suddenly rose, turning into a sword array, and Lang Ran's complexion changed suddenly.

The dragon turtle that doesn't get in the oil and salt is really damned! He slapped out a piece of yin qi in his chest, turning it into a sharp arrow and shooting at Su He.

There was a hint of madness in his eyes.

"Die!"

This is the yin death qi in the phoenix mound, it is not something that ordinary people can bear at all, this arrow is not only the yin qi but also the curse of the spirit clan, I don't believe that you can bear it like this!

(End of chapter)