When she saw the soul clearly, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she almost couldn't help laughing.

Damn, isn't it? No way!

It's only been a long time, and the powerful soul that was originally in the middle of Jindan has fallen to a big realm, and it has become the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, not to mention, it is almost scattered, no wonder the old people are forced to cry.

It's home.

To be honest, Ye Tingcheng was a little sympathetic to him.

"You dead girl, return my grave, Lao Tzu must eat you today." Suddenly, the wind was fierce, and as soon as she came out, the fierce soul immediately changed its face, he had a fierce face, holding a long sword, and angrily killed Ye Chengcheng.

Ye Chengcheng looked at the sword in his hand thoughtfully, it seems that this old thing did not deceive her, he was really a sword cultivator before his death, although the best sword skills are not as good as heavenly and divine products, but it is better than nothing, and he can barely learn it.

Now this tomb is like a position, whoever occupies the position will have the initiative, so she will not be stupid enough to leave.

The long sword with a cold light, the sword aura was wide open, the moves were unexpected, very tricky, Ye Qingcheng kept dodging, but no matter how she dodged, she always stood on the tombstone.

It's almost alive with that powerful spirit.

"You thief girl, die for Lao Tzu." His wrist flew up, his speed became faster and faster, and the powerful sword qi swept across, and one after another sword light slashed towards Ye Qingcheng.

While dodging, Ye Tingcheng quietly recorded his moves, and whenever her spiritual power was weak, she hid in the tomb to replenish her spiritual energy, and took a break by the way.

After a few back and forth, she had thoroughly comprehended his superb sword technique.

And that powerful soul was miserable, his soul body was almost transparent, and he fell a small realm, his moves became slower and slower, and he was about to completely dissipate when he saw it.

"Ah...... You give my nest ......" so that he became more and more irritable.

This time, Ye Tingcheng no longer dodged, she turned passive into active, and easily snatched the sword in his hand in three or two strokes, using all the moves he had just used.

The fierce soul was furious, "You dare to steal my sword technique." ”

Ye Chengcheng gave him a sword and said with a smile: "What is stealing, didn't you say that you wanted to teach it to me?" ”

The angry soul turned black in front of his eyes, you are still serious, Lao Tzu is lying to you!

He didn't fight anymore, put his hands on his chest and folded them, and kept begging for mercy, "Grandma, you have also learned the sword technique, even if I beg you, you can let me go!" ”

He has very little spiritual power left, and this will have fallen to the early stage of foundation building, which is a small realm lower than Ye Chengcheng, if he doesn't return to the tomb, he will soon completely dissipate.

Ye Qingcheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you have any other sword skills?" ”

The spirit shook its head unswervingly.

Seeing that he was about to be gone, Ye Qingcheng slowly made room for him.

With a whoosh, the wraith immediately burrowed into its burial chamber.

Ye Chengcheng gently knocked on his stone tablet, and he lay trembling inside, tears streaming down his face, whining...... It's so hard, that dead girl is a devil.

I heard Ye Tingcheng jokingly say, "Hey, are you sure you won't eat me?" ”

In exchange, he roared, "Get out of here." ”

She laughed more and more insolently, "If you don't eat it, then I'll leave." ”

As soon as her voice fell, the stone tablet of the terrible soul creaked, and he complained: "I beg you, be a man!" Get out of here! ”

Ye Tingcheng laughed loudly and walked towards the second tombstone, she changed her cautious appearance, and was unscrupulous in this place of ruins, struggling with her head.

The suppression of the Land of Ruins is still there, and every step she takes consumes a lot of spiritual power.

The two tombstones were only a few hundred meters away, and when she came to the second tombstone, she had already consumed seventy-seven eighty-eight spiritual power, and the whole person was like being fished out of the water, she gasped for breath, and urgently needed to replenish her spiritual power.

With the experience just now, she became more and more like a fish in water, seeing that the second tombstone did not move at all, her phoenix eyes narrowed, like knocking on the door, raised her hand and knocked on this piece hard, the tombstone, and asked very politely: "Is anyone at home?" ”

She knew that her flesh and blood were full of temptation for these powerful souls, and she deliberately urged her spiritual power to speed up the blood flow, making the sweet taste even stronger.

She's just going crazy to death.

"Who is it? Don't you want to die? dared to disturb the old lady's rest. There was an angry voice from the burial chamber, followed by an exclamation, "Huh! It's the smell of a living person, hahaha...... Someone came to the land of the ruins. ”

Through the grave, Ye Tingcheng could clearly hear the sound of the female soul swallowing saliva.

The corners of her mouth twitched, how greedy did she have to be?!

"Oh, the slave family is here! Don't go, girl, I'll come out to greet you. The woman's voice changed in vain, and became very charming, and her tail was long.

Ye Tingcheng had goosebumps when he listened, what did he do when he was alive?

How does it smell like a bustard in the land of fireworks......

Bang!

The tombstone slowly moved away.

"The slave family is coming!" A red-clothed soul jumped out of the tomb, her face was wearing heavy makeup, her two eyebrows were slender, her mouth was painted blood red, like a child who had just eaten a dead child, she smiled gloomily, and looked at Ye Tingcheng's eyes were particularly hot, "What a little girl with a logo, the slave family's favorite is a fresh little girl like you, hiss, it tastes delicious." ”

As she spoke, she suddenly stretched out her hand towards Ye Tingcheng, and her nails painted with Kodan were good in the wind, flashing with a terrifying cold light like a sharp sword, and stabbed towards Ye Tingcheng mercilessly.

Ye Chengcheng's phoenix eyes widened slightly, hissing, this red-clothed female soul turned out to be the early stage of the Yuan Infant, she was excited, rushed into her tomb as fast as lightning, and moved the tombstone back to its original position as soon as possible.

"......" The woman in red looked at her with blinking eyes, and couldn't react for a while.

Who is the old lady?

Where is this old lady?