The tenth layer of the secret realm. Xu Nan and the others sat cross-legged, and for some reason they were all silent.

The deputy envoy glanced around, and finally opened his mouth to break the dead silence: "The Fuer clan has made such a big move, it seems that they are here for the holy relics, is there a holy relic entering the secret realm in the Wendao sacrifice this time?"

Jin Yiyuan looked at him lazily with his chin propped up, and replied in a hurry: "I only know two of the four holy relics of the Heavenly Dao, according to the identities of those two, even if they are condescending, they will not ......."

The deputy envoy didn't wait for him to finish speaking, then looked at Zhou Gushu: "Little Doctor Immortal, do you have a clue?"

Jin Yiyuan: "......"

Zhou Gu didn't have much eyesight, and answered all questions: "I'm not familiar with holy relics."

Gong Fuzao has a gentle temperament, and is lowering his eyes to wipe the bloody sword, and a few traces of anger have not yet dissipated between the pupils of his beautiful eyes-it seems that he has killed the evil beast.

"I don't know."

The deputy envoy looked back at Xu Nanzhi: "Not north? Not north!"

Xu Nan, who was lost and depressed, suddenly came back to his senses: "Well, okay, it's okay, I don't have any opinion." ”

The crowd looked at him quietly.

Xu Nanzhi subconsciously realized that something was wrong, he rubbed his eyebrows, his mind was full of the appearance of falling into the abyss, and he had a headache: "I'm sorry, what are you talking about?"

"Holy Relic." The deputy envoy said succinctly, "If it weren't for the holy relics, the Fuer clan would not have taken such a big risk to make this scene, and the Falling Abyss Dragon has been sleeping all year round, and the silver lamp ......."

He paused: "I've never seen it."

Xu Nanyu frowned: "Those Fuer clans who were attacked by Lou Chuan came for the sake of disciple seals, and the spiritual cultivators once speculated that they wanted to blend in with the Wendao Sacrifice...

According to Zhuang Lingxiu's conjecture, it means that half a month before the Wendao sacrifice, the Fuer clan seems to have received the news that "the holy relics will come to Wendao sacrifice".

After Xu Nanzhi entered the secret realm, he had been looking for Hu Wei and Shang Xu, but these two people seemed to have evaporated out of thin air, and there was no news about Amber Mustard.

At this time, after sorting out the cause and effect at first glance, Xu Nanyu sighed in his heart, and vaguely had a bad premonition. These two...

Perhaps the accident occurred on the day the ship was attacked half a month ago.

Lou Chuan's Fuer clan was not for the disciple seal, but for the convenience of replacing the identity of the student, and the gods unknowingly mixed into the secret realm.

Xu Nanzhi's face was extremely ugly, and the hand hanging in his sleeve clenched fiercely.

Zhou Gu shot to smell the sacrifice

The purpose is not to ember grass, and after getting it, he has seen through the red dust, and he almost wants to become a Buddha on the ground.

She just wanted to go back to the school palace and refine the antidote to the poison of the tarsal bones with the ember grass, and she didn't care about any holy relics or Taoist sacrifices, so she got up directly and said, "You guys are busy, I'll go first." ”

Gong Fuzao has always been inseparable from Zhou Gu, but this time it seems that he didn't kill enough, and he was reluctant to leave with his sword. "Gu shot, see you at the junior."

Zhou Gu nodded and walked away in the wind.

Seeing Xu Nan's solemn expression, Jin Yiyuan raised his eyebrows and said, "If there is really a holy relic in the Dao Sacrifice and it is encountered by us, then just close your eyes and wait for death."

Gong Fuzao wondered: "Why? Isn't the holy relic a gift from heaven?"

Jin Yi stopped laughing, and his tone was a little cold and disgusted: "Not all holy relics are as gentle and harmless as Zhuang's sleepy dragon - if you see a holy relic with a silver lamp, try to run away before she notices you, the farther away the better, this is advice."

"What if you don't escape?"

Jin Yiyuan's amorous eyes and Gong Fuzao looked at each other for a long time, and said secretly: "Fuzao, what do you think the lamp oil for the silver lamp is?" Gong Fuzao - stunned.

The deputy envoy said coldly: "Don't be alarmist—why would a holy relic come to the secret realm of the Dao Sacrifice for no reason."

Jin Yiyuan, who was expressionless, immediately smiled, squinted his eyes and said gently: "Don't be afraid, I'll play with you, the holy relic is a gift from the Heavenly Dao, of course, it will not harm the lives of righteous monks at will."

Gong Fuyun is no longer a child who can be coaxed at will, and her eyes are lowered thoughtfully.

Jin Yiyuan finally seized an opportunity to talk to the deputy envoy, and immediately posted it and said with a smile: "Then should we continue to train and kill evil beasts, or go back to the house directly?"

The deputy envoy looked at him with disgust and didn't want to "we" with him.

At this moment, a man dressed in an escort robe came in the wind.

After landing lightly, without waiting for everyone to react, he said sharply with a calm face: "Why are you still staying in the secret realm?!" Hearing that the Heavenly Master had an order, he ordered all the students to leave the Rotten Ke Realm within half an hour! What are you doing in a daze?!"

Several people were stunned.

This companion's temper looked very hot, and Gong Fuzao didn't want to leave, but he was afraid of being scolded, so he had to say, "Well, we, we'll leave right away."

The companion stared at everyone coldly: "Hearing the Taoist Palace?" Be. ”

> "It's just right, I heard that the deputy head of the Dao Academy has something to ask me to bring to you......" The companion frowned again, and looked at Jin Yiyuan on the side, "You are Jian Liang...... Simply forgive the school's palace?"

Jin Yiyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he replied with a smile after a while: "Yes, my lord."

"Hurry up and get out of the secret realm." The companion said impatiently, "Don't force me to throw you out." Jin Yiyuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it true that all the students of the Academy Palace have to leave the secret realm? How to calculate the ranking of the Wendao Sacrifice on the Guantao List?"

Companion: "How do I know?" Get lost. ”

If Jin Yiyuan was usually scolded, he would have smiled and slashed people with a knife, but this time I don't know if the deputy envoy rarely laughed when he saw him being scolded, or if he had other plans, he bowed his head gently: "Yes."

With that, the wind left.

When Jin Yiyuan left, the deputy envoy said slowly: "You should take the opportunity to scold him a few more words."

Xu Nanzhi rolled his eyes: "You're so bold."

The "companion" wiped off his face, revealing Zhuang Lingxiu's gentle and unbeaten face, and he smiled and groaned: "If he scolds me in a hurry, will the deputy envoy save me?"

Lieutenant: "Huh."

Only then did Gong Fuzao react and said in surprise: "Senior Brother Zhuang? How did you get in?" I'm afraid something will happen to you. Zhuang Lingxiu smiled gently, "Even if there are knives in the heavens, the ten university officials will compete for the top in the secret realm

Who is the head, Jin Yiyuan's dog ......"

Before he finished speaking, Jin Yiyuan, who had gone and returned, appeared behind him and said quietly: "Jin Yiyuan's dog...... How?"

Zhuang Lingxiu said solemnly: "...... That dog is clever and strategic, he is really a trustworthy beloved, Fenghan you will follow. "

Jin Yiyuan: "......"

Deputy: "Get out."

Zhuang Lingxiu was scolded, and straightened his messy hair like a nobody, and when he saw Xu Nan's eyes hanging down, his eyelids jumped slightly.

"Not north?"

Xu Nan took a while before coming back to his senses: "Huh?"

Zhuang Lingxiu frowned, Xu Nanzhi had never been so depressed. Is there something wrong with Su Hansheng?

Zhuang Lingxiu touched the stolen envoy seal that could go to any layer of the secret realm. "What floor is Xiao Xiao on?"

* Large ★

On the fourth layer of the secret realm, the blood followed the feather arrows and mixed with the black purple venom and stained the five fingers with the sound of the cold sound.

Qi Jianyi's neck slowly climbed up the purple lines like roots, and he didn't know where he got the strength, so he suddenly reached out and clasped Su Hansheng's neck, pressing it to the ground.

"Sleep, cold, sound."

Su Hansheng was choked by the neck but still laughing, I don't know if he was also stained with poison or the effect of the deed, and the side of his pale face also oozed dark purple root lines a little bit.

"I'm here."

Qi Jianyi's neck was bruised, the corners of his lips were bleeding, and his trembling hands didn't know if it was because of poison or something else that he couldn't use at all. He struggled to spit out a few words: "Why...... You want to kill me?"

Su Hansheng was motionless and let Qi Jianyi restrain him, his eyes were bent, and his tone was like a child who was so naïve that he didn't know anything about the world, and answered truthfully. "Because I wanted to kill you, I did it."

Qi Jianyi vomited out another mouthful of poisonous blood, and drips fell on the placket of Su Hansheng's clothes: "You!" Even though his whole body was eroded by poison and the sharp pain hit his mind, he still couldn't believe that Su Hansheng was so ruthless in poisoning him.

The two of them were covered in blood, but they smelled the smell of blood and became inexplicably excited, and said with a low smile: "What was Senior Brother Qi thinking the moment he knew that I was carrying the holy relic phoenix bone?"

Qi Jian was stunned.

Su Han said, "Aren't you trying to dig up my phoenix bones?" Qi Jianyi's lips opened and closed, but he couldn't refute it.

"You've got murderous intent on me." Su Han said, "I don't want to die at your hands, I can only kill you first, this is the rule."

Because of the snake venom, Qi Jianyi's pupils were gradually dilating, and he looked at Su Hansheng's face in a daze, and the emotions buried deep in Zhihai seemed to have lost control, and suddenly muttered.

"You're just using me as a tool......"

"What?"

"Whether it's you or Xuanlin Immortal Monarch, they just use me as a tool to suppress the tarsal bones in your body." Qi Jianyi's face became more and more dead, and his voice was extremely weak, "Even my father ......"

knew that the deed of the Hong case could not be concluded at will, but he was willing to take him to sacrifice to Shu Xuanlin.

The existence of the Hongzhan Deed always reminded Qi Jianyi that in the eyes of those big people, including his father, he was not a living person, but just a tool to suppress the tarsal bone poison and let the Hanshan Sect ascend to the sky in one step.

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"Cold." There was a mixture of hatred and hatred in his eyes, and his hand pinched the neck of the cold sound, but he couldn't use it at all, so he could only murmur, "You want me to die now......"

Su Hansheng looked at him indifferently.

Even if Qi Jianyi cut out his heart to show him, and even knew that the culprit was his mad dog cheap father Su Xuanlin, he was not moved in the slightest.

His love and hate are pure, and he doesn't add the slightest impurity to anything.

Xu was stabbed by the indifference in Su Hansheng's eyes, Qi Jian looked at him blankly for a long time, and suddenly laughed uncontrollably.

This is the first time that Su Hansheng has seen Qi Jianyi, who is as cold as frost, laughing so strangely.

"yes, you want me to die." Qi Jianyi repeated a few words in a low voice, the pain in his eyes was completely subdued, and the hand holding Su Hansheng's neck finally began to exert force slightly, "There is a Hong case contract, you and I live and die together."

If he dies under the venom of the snake, he will not want to live alone.

Su Hansheng's neck hurt, feeling Qi Jianyi's hand gradually tightened, and his first reaction was to scold Yuan Qian. Didn't you say that you saw blood and sealed your throat, why was Qi Jianyi still alive?

The deed of the Hong case is still there, and Qi Jianyi can use it

The luck of the cold sound came to avoid Weng Lin Dao of the Fuer clan, and at this time, he could also forcibly urge the spiritual power to suppress the snake venom all over the body.

Qi Jianyi was completely moved with murderous intent.

The cold breath was snatched away, and his hand slapped on the spirit boat, and he urged a dead branch to come out of the wooden boat, but there was only one, and it was soft like a withered vine.

But it's enough.

Bang. The soft vine quickly wrapped around the huge spirit boat, and then spun violently, and the spirit boat toppled directly on the water.

The two people who were highly poisoned were caught off guard by the boat and fell into the water one after another.

Shuhansheng tried to stay awake, urging the only soft vine to wrap around his ankle and throw it hard, and the whole person spun around and fell heavily on the shore not far away.

There were barbs on the soft vine, and the ankle of the cold sound was strangled with hideous blood marks, and it was bleeding uncontrollably. Su Hansheng clutched his chest and coughed a few times, spitting out a few mouthfuls of poisonous blood with black purple.

Although the phoenix bone is dormant, it will not let the snake venom spread all over the spirit bone, and the cold sound is boiling all over the body, as if there is hot water boiling in the body.

He had long been accustomed to this kind of scorching heat, and after coughing up blood, he turned back to see if Qi Jianyi in the water was dead, and suddenly a flower in front of his eyes, a sword light slashed at his neck.

The pupils of the cold sound moved, that

The soft vine came in the air, and it was able to block the sword intent. An angry voice came from the side: Cry! How dare you?!

Su Hansheng looked up. It turned out to be Qi Yuanshan, who came over at some point.

Su Hansheng thought to himself: This is too unlucky. Didn't Yuan Qian say that he had luck? Things never go well, ordinary play can also break through a big disaster, almost the number of bad luck at the top of the cover, also called atmospheric luck?

Qi Yuanshan had already dragged Qi Jianyi, who didn't know life and death, to the shore, and when he saw the wound on the young master's waist and abdomen and his dying face, he immediately burst into tears, holding his sword and stabbing straight at Su Hansheng.

The sword light just now had already cut off the soft vine that Su Hansheng had so hard to attract, and Su Hansheng subconsciously reached out to block it.

"Boom."

Before the sword intent stabbed an inch into Su Hansheng's door, a talisman prohibition drilled out of the glass Buddha bead on his wrist, blocking a blow for him at the last moment.

Su Hansheng had no consciousness of being almost killed, and he didn't feel afraid at all, so he raised his eyebrows and looked at his wrist.

He was talking nonsense to Qi Jianyi before, and the glazed Buddha beads that his uncle gave him could withstand all the attacks under the Mahayana period, but he didn't expect it to be right by mistake?

Sure enough, it was his good uncle.

Su Hansheng struggled to get up, drenched but couldn't stop him from pretending to be unfathomable, raised his hand slightly, and said with a smile: "I advise you not to move again, otherwise the seed planted in your neck will break through the ground.

Qi Yuanshan, who was afraid of being that cowardly before, was furious, completely ignoring the threat of the cold voice, and stabbed him with a sword again. The young master has no grievances with you, and you hurt him so ruthlessly?!

When Su Hansheng saw that the situation was not good, he ran away, shouting as he ran: I didn't hurt him, I just killed him, you don't want to slander me!

Qi Yuanshan: ......

Qi Yuanshan was mad and roared: "You deserve to die if you are cold!" The sword was about to pierce into the heart of the cold sound, but it was blocked by the glass Buddha bead on his wrist.

A cold sound rolled into the grass: Not fighting!

However, as soon as he stabilized his body, he suffered retribution, and he felt a pain in his throat, and he suddenly covered his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood, but this time it was not caused by Yuan Qian's snake venom.

Su Han's breath was short, and the Hongqi Qier appeared on his arm, alternating scarlet and eerie black, as if he had lost control. Qi Jian's life was not long in coming, and his vitality had been lost to almost nothing.

Su Hansheng covered his lips and lowered his eyes to look at the looming Hong

Case deed, amber eyes flashed slightly, and the pattern of the deed of the case drawn by Qi Fu Zhao before suddenly appeared in his mind.

…… Zhihai seemed to be filled with blood lines, and when he looked at it, he only vaguely saw that the blood seemed to be cracking the contract spectrum of the Hongxin deed.

Suddenly, Su Hansheng's pupils moved, and the fingers of his right hand seemed to be manipulated to move, and he used the blood of his fingertips to quickly draw one hundred and eight tedious runes at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye.

There was a crisp sound of "ding".

The deed of the Hong case turned into a series of flying butterflies, and suddenly roared out of the inner mansion with a cold sound.

Not far away, a purple butterfly also appeared on Qi Jianyi's body at the same time, and one by one it crashed into the talisman array in mid-air with the sound of cold sound drawn by spiritual power.

The butterflies spread their wings and collided, and they all turned into powder and fell. In just an instant, hundreds of butterflies crashed into the sky, and a thin layer of powder fell on the instep.

Hung Case Deed......

It was actually broken?

The blood in his throat finally stopped, and the strangeness in his pupils disappeared. He blinked in confusion, as if he didn't quite understand what was going on.

The enchantment of the glazed Buddha beads was like a turtle shell, and Qi Yuanshan's sword was cut off and he couldn't hurt the cold sound in the slightest, and at this time, he noticed that there was something wrong with Qi Jianyi, and he had already run back quickly.

Young master, young master!

Qi Yuanshan shook his hand and stuffed the detoxification pill into Qi Jianyi's mouth, but saw that the strange poison mark was about to spread to the spiritual platform, as if it could take his life in an instant.

Su Hansheng stood up slowly with his support to the tree, looking at Qi Jianyi, who was about to lose his breath, he didn't feel happy - he didn't even bother to give birth to any emotion, he only felt that he was lacking in interest.

Qi Jianyi was already hopeless, and he touched the dissipated deed on his arm, and was about to leave here.

A fresh breeze blew gently, bringing with it the smell of burning lanterns in the Buddha hall, accompanied by the bloody smell of rusty metal.

Su Hansheng looked up in confusion, and was suddenly stunned. Probably too engrossed in the "fight" with Qi Yuanshan, I don't know when the three of them had broken into an illusion enchantment.

The four places are still the same dense forests, but when you squint, you can see that there are countless burning lanterns overlapping everywhere. The sun and the blood moon overlap in the sky, and it is obviously daytime, but it is like a yellow spring of fallen hell, which is terrifying.

The candle flame flickered inch by inch, and the oil of each lamp seemed to have bottomed out.

As soon as I looked away from a lamp under my feet, there was a crisp sound of metal colliding with a "clanging bell".

The voice was bewitching

The spiritual weapon of the human heart, the mind suddenly went blank for a moment.

When they gathered their eyes again, a white veil passed by, with a strange smell of burning lights.

Su Hansheng looked down the white yarn inch by inch, but saw that at the end of the white yarn, a beautiful woman dressed in strange clothes suddenly appeared in the empty place.

It's like a ghost.

The woman was tall and tall, wearing cumbersome alien decorations all over her body, and countless jade beads fell on the silver dotted emerald bead flower headdress, and the cumbersome and heavy steps fell to the shoulders.

She wore only a plain skirt, a messy and heavy pile of gold and silver decorations jingling all over her body, and wearing a ring of nails.

Su Hansheng was already timid, and he was so frightened by the sudden appearance of a woman who seemed to be a ghost, and his soul almost vomited. You...... Who are you?

The woman floated barefoot in the air, staring at the cold sound with a pair of snow-white pupils, like a puppet restrained by people, so beautiful that it didn't look like a real person. Someone broke in.

Su Hansheng has no intention of caring about other things, and is about to explain.

Listening to Qi Yuanshan, who was not far away, there was fear in his tone, and he murmured: Holy relic......

Su Hansheng thought that Qi Jianyi was not dead, and frowned and turned around.

Qi Yuanshan's murderous expression of wanting to kill disappeared, and he looked at the beautiful woman trembling all over. …… Silver-proofed?

The cold voice was stunned.

Relic silver lamp?

This time I heard the Tao sacrifice, there were really holy relics mixed in?!

It all makes sense. If there were no holy relics in the previous life, the "saints" of the Fuer tribe would not have beheaded the head of the Yuanying monk with such fanfare.

This time, the fourteen layers of secret realms are combined into one, and it should have happened in the previous life, no matter whether the cold sound comes or not, the "saint" will kill for the woman in front of him.

What the Fuer people want is a holy relic, a silver lamp.

But what Su Hansheng didn't understand was that it was clear that the holy relics were gifts from the Heavenly Dao, and the silver lamp should be regarded as a righteous monk, why was Qi Yuanshan so frightened as if he had seen black and white impermanence?

He soon learned the answer.

A voice sounded not far away.

Take the lamp oil is.

This sentence is like a puppet line, the snow-white pupils of the silver lamp are emotionless, like a murder weapon, and the knuckle hand is slightly raised.

A line of nothingness suddenly headed towards Qi Jianyi, who was about to fall to the ground.

/> Qi Yuanshan's pupils shrank, and he immediately struggled to rush forward to protect Qi Jianyi. Young Lord!

The thread stabbed into the back of Qi Yuanshan's head, looming like spider silk.

The silver lamp was expressionless, his fingers moved slightly, and he withdrew the thread in his hand in an instant. …… With a cyan soul.

Su Hansheng's eyelashes twitched, and his eyes hurriedly swept away. Qi Yuanshan fell on the dying Qi Jianyi, his pupils were dilated, and the seven souls and six spirits were already out of his body, and he was completely hooked out by that thread.

The silver lamp hooked the soul into the palm of her hand, and I don't know how she did it, but with a flick of her fingers, the soul turned into a translucent, amber-like droplet.

"Tick".

The water droplets fell into a dying lamp in the void, as if it had finally been refilled. The candle flame jumped again.

At the same time, the snow-white pupils of the silver lamp seemed to be brightened, slowly revealing a beautiful golden color. Qi Yuanshan's soul turned into lamp oil, and his body completely fell.

He actually took people's souls to make lamp oil? Can such evil things also be called holy things?

Heaven's Gift......

What is it?

Su Hansheng looked at the beautiful face in a daze, and fell into a confusion like never before, and forgot to run away for a while.

After the silver lamp regained its pupils, it floated quietly, like a strange and beautiful jade carving. The wind blew slowly, blowing the decorations on her body with a crisp and pleasant sound.

A sound of footsteps came softly, and behind the silver lamp, two men in auspicious cloud pattern robes came slowly, their eyes were the same indifferent.

They didn't look at the cold voice, and commanded the silver lamp: "The soul of the Whisker clan is the most useful, the evil beasts of the fourth layer have been attracted to the illusion, and the lamp oil is enough to burn for another twenty years.

One of them said, glancing at the cold sound as if he was about to die, and said casually. Take the souls of the remaining two first.

The silver lamp was expressionless, with a slight bow, and the beautiful and cumbersome headdresses collided and jingled.

Be.