Sighs floated down from the sky.

Legend has it that there is a palace outside the Kyushu sky, inherited from ancient times, and it is the heavenly palace that guards Kyushu, and the great powers in the heavenly palace are the strongest cultivators in this world.

Zhao Ning slowly propped up half of his body, sat in a pool of blood, and followed the cry, and saw an embarrassed fairy pounce on a corpse.

"Brother! Elder brother! You don't want to die! Ying'er hasn't become a sword cultivator yet! Elder brother!! ”

Zhao Ning recognized her, she was the little junior sister of Zizhu Peak in the outer gate, Guo Ying'er, her elder brother Guo Congheng, was a disciple of the inner sect of Qingxiao Sect, a sword cultivator who loved swords like life.

With the arrival of the Heavenly Palace, the demonic rebellion of the Qingxiao Sect was temporarily suppressed.

Zhao Ning stood up and pinched a spell, the illusory lotus flower rotated three inches above the hand, and as it rotated, the blood and water of the corpse mountain were filled with sparse fluorescence, and gradually, a little fluorescence converged towards the lotus.

Guo Ying'er sobbed and looked along the line of fluorescent convergence.

"What are you doing?"

"Sacrifice."

Guo Ying'er suppressed her emotions, "But what you are using is the Soul Arrest Technique......" She said halfway through and suddenly said nothing, realized something, glanced at her brother's corpse before saying, "Can they still be reincarnated?" "Corrupted by the Heavenly Demons, the souls are either broken or demonized, will reincarnation still accept them?

"I don't know."

Guo Ying'er didn't expect to receive such an answer, she watched as the light in the center of the illusory lotus flower gathered more and more, growing from a star to a candle.

She wiped away a handful of tears, imitated condensation, and cast a soul trap on her brother's corpse.

If you don't have an answer, then give it a try, in case reincarnation is merciful.

For a long time, Guo Ying'er held her brother's soul fragment that flickered like a candle, and the bean-sized tears smashed into her palm, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile.

"Either way, we'll have to give it a try." She leaned sideways and smiled at Zhao.

Five illusory lotus flowers surrounded Zhao Ning, and one of them gradually solidified on top of her technique.

Until the last trace of fluorescence drilled into the lotus, the condensation method was decided, a thin branch appeared, six lotus flowers fell on the thin branch, and in an instant, there was a kind of colorful flowers.

Thunder Soul Wood, Thunder Player, Chief Punishment, Soul Dementor, and the gathered souls use this to suppress it.

Zhao Ning raised his head, and the two great powers in the Heavenly Palace seemed to be looking at her, catching her gaze, and bowing their heads to her from afar.

Guo Ying'er glanced at it, shrunk her head, and pulled Zhao Ning, "Let's go, those are all heavenly immortals." ”

Leaving Qingxiao Sect, out of the suppression range of the Heavenly Palace, the demon chaos reappeared.

The entire Kunxu is shrouded in a hazy black mist, and there are wisps of filament-like demonic energy hidden in the black mist, without the attack of the demonic cultivators, they will be contaminated by these demonic qi, and they will also be confused for the first time, if they can't bear it, they will step into the footsteps of the demonic cultivators.

The pervasive demonic aura forced the surviving cultivators to flee Kunxu, and Guo Ying'er and Zhao Ning followed the crowd to the border of the Yanzhou Xiuzhen Realm, which was bounded by the vast ocean to the east, the impassable Qianren Mountains to the north, and the mundane to the west, and the Yanzhou Xiuzhen Realm to the south became the best choice for the surviving cultivators.

However, for the first time, the major immortal cities in the Yanzhou Xiuzhen Realm were united, the strong people above the Jindan were guarding the border, and the masters of the foundation building realm stood up one person in ten steps, and those who came from Kunxu would be killed.

"You are waiting to come from Kunxu, who knows that you can carry the demon seed on your body, Kunxu is dead, do you still want to pull Yanzhou to decline?!"

On the border, the sword rattling, the demonic chaos has not stopped, and the cultivators have fought again.

Some cultivators took advantage of the chaos to blend into the Yanzhou cultivation realm, and some angry people were red-eyed.

Guo Ying'er and Zhao Ning hid in the dark, Guo Ying'er hesitated several times, "Shall we still go over?" ”

Zhao Ning pursed her lips, grabbed Guo Ying'er's arm, got up and pulled her to the rear, away from the border where the blades intersected.

"Back to ...... Go back? ”

"Go to the mundane."

"However, the spiritual power of the mundane is thin and mixed, and we can't practice, so we can only waste our longevity."

"Survive first."

A year later, Zhao Ning and Guo Ying'er passed through the Spirit Mist Forest □□ the Demon Beasts, the Spirit Mist Forest with countless spatial cracks was once extremely dangerous, but now it sucked up the spread of demonic energy, and the mundane outside the Spirit Mist Forest was quite calm.

At that time, Zhao Ning and Guo Ying'er had a great consummation of qi training, and the other was a seventh-level qi practitioner, and there was no way back, so they could only move forward.

They went to Nanjing, and before they could find a place for Zhong Lingyuxiu to practice, they came across a strange village, the village was quiet, full of dust, and when they walked in, they could feel countless peeps.

Guo Yinger's scalp was numb, and after a sudden sound in the alley, she reflexively cast a spell to find out the owner who was peeping in the alley.

It was a thin young man, kneeling on the ground, raising his eyes in fear, looking at the light of her fingertips, realizing something, and turning to joy with fear.

"Immortals?! Are you immortals?! Great, the gods have descended to earth! The gods have come to our rescue! ”

"Come out, everyone, come out, the gods are here."

"If you are saved, you will not become a zombie."

In an instant, there were a number of grizzled and emaciated villagers rushing out of the unpopular houses.

Zhao Ning and Guo Yinger glanced at each other.

"Zombies?"

"That's right! There are a lot of zombies in the ravine, and they exude black gas all over their bodies, and they will die if they get close! ”

"The next village is all zombies, and most of our village is gone."

"Immortals, immortals, please save us."

"If we let the zombies run rampant, our village will be destroyed."

The villagers wailed.

Zhao Ning and Guo Ying'er inquired about the place where the zombies might be hiding during the day and went to a mountain bay called Jinpeng Mountain.

The sheer peaks completely obscured the daylight, and even at noon, the bay was as dark as night, and when you entered it, you could find a strong sense of death and resentment.

Soon, a figure pounced out, its bursting eyes and festering body were disgusting, but it also made them realize at the first time that this was not a zombie, but a monster.

But whether to say fortunate or unlucky, this is not a monster formed by the erosion of the heavenly demons, but a walking corpse that was inspired by the demonic qi to deceive the corpse.

"Their souls are gone."

"Why do ordinary people also have demonic energy?"

was shocked, but heard a strange laugh, "What is demonic energy!" That's power, it's an infinite power beyond the heavens! Hahaha! ”

In the next moment, two large hands formed by the condensation of black mist swept them into the internal space of Jinpeng Mountain.

Zhao Ning and Guo Ying'er couldn't resist at all, the power of the spellcaster was at least a big realm higher than them, they were brought into an underground palace, and then thrown on the ground, patrolling around, this palace was magnificently decorated, not like a dungeon buried in a tomb, but the screams and murderous arrogance of countless resentful spirits outside the dungeon were even more impossible to ignore, but in the center of the dungeon was an altar, on which a huge coffin was placed, and several wrist-thick black chains were bound.

The caster revealed his true face in the fog, and it was a middle-aged man dressed in a purple flame robe.

"Purple Flame Sect." Guo Ying'er recognized it in an instant.

"Yo? The little girl is quite knowledgeable, where did she come from in the cultivation realm? He leaned over and stared with a smile behind his back.

Guo Ying'er subconsciously shrank beside Zhao Ning, and before she could answer, an unfamiliar voice appeared in the underground palace.

"Old Ghost Ziyang, when is it now, you actually brought the two Qi cultivation periods into the Venerable Master's Tomb."

The voice sounded familiar, and Guo Ying'er had already grabbed Zhao Ning's arm, as if she recognized it, and she was restrained, and her face couldn't help but hide behind Zhao Ning.

The voice owner fell on the dungeon with his back hand, his appearance was ordinary, the momentum was compelling, the fire spiritual power gathered around him, the temperature seemed to rise by several percent, and there was even a feeling of suffocation that he couldn't breathe.

Jia Rui.

Zhao Ning recognized that the man of the hour of the Qingxiao Sect, a single fire spirit root, one day of qi induction, three years of qi cultivation, and five years of foundation building, he was a figure who was regarded as a Tianjiao by the sect master and elders of the Qingxiao Sect.

"Huh. The Venerable Master Haoyang was banned for 3,000 years, and once he was reborn, the little old man should send some congratulatory gifts to make the Venerable Master happy. ”

Jia Rui threw his sleeves disdainfully, "The Venerable Master never disdains this. Since you collided, kill it. ”

He didn't even look at the two of them, and went to the altar with his hands behind his back.

"Ouch, that's a pity." The middle-aged man approached as if he was sorry, and reached out to touch Zhao Ning's cheek, but Zhao Ning avoided him, and he said, "But if the Venerable Master doesn't like it, he won't like it." Greet the Master's return with your blood. ”

As he spoke, as soon as his palms were closed, a black mist appeared on the necks of Zhao Ning and Guo Ying'er, tightening with his movements, and the feeling of suffocation made them both feel that death was near.

At this moment, a thunderbolt erupted on Zhao Ning's body, and the black mist trembled, and it actually dissipated a little.

"What?!"

Zhao Ning took the opportunity to break the binding law, kicked out with a kick, Guo Ying'er also took advantage of the situation to break free, turned over and grabbed the long sword, and stabbed the opponent in the abdomen.

It's a pity that the realm gap, but it hurts the flesh and skin, the middle-aged man reacted, was furious, and cast a spell to catch the two more.

"Let's go!"

The two ran out, but they didn't want Jia Rui, who was not involved, to suddenly appear at the door of the hall.

"Hey, this is not Miss Guo, the good sister of Second Senior Brother Guo."

Jia Rui showed a little hatred on his face, Zhao Ning had heard of the conflict between Jia Rui and Guo Congheng, one was good at swords and aggressive, the other was arrogant and boasted of pride, and he had never gotten along in the sect.

"It's all here, why bother!"

As he spoke, Zhao Ning and Guo Ying'er were both knocked backwards until they each hit a pillar of ice.

The moment it was touched, the aura in the body passed quickly, along the chains bound to the pillar, all the way to the other end of the coffin.

They are borrowing the spiritual power of Zhao Ning and Guo Ying'er to awaken the people in the coffin.

Jia Rui and the middle-aged man snorted, approaching the altar, Jia Rui flipped his hand, and a golden mist like a dragon and a cloud swirled.

Zhao Ning struggled, she knew that the mist was the key to awakening the people in the coffin, and once it was activated, they would become sacrifices completely.

A faint blue thunder light appeared on his body, and in the sea of knowledge, the towering shape of the thunder soul wood was accumulating and growing.

Until the golden mist flew towards the coffin, until the thunder light was about to explode, a sudden cold light rushed into the underground palace, accompanied by a violent roar.

"Vertical Zier dare!"

Jia Rui and the middle-aged man were shaken open, and the golden mist was frozen and condensed by the cold light.

I saw several ice-blue robed cultivators flying over the clouds.

"Extremely Cold Palace! Jindan real person! ”

The middle-aged man exclaimed, and glanced at Jia Rui quickly, with a surprise in his eyes - the matter of the conspiracy against the Extremely Cold Palace and the Master of Joy to inherit the backlash of luck was revealed?

Jia Rui has been here since the governor, the Extreme Cold Palace will not let them go, Jin Dan real people appeared, this one must be a death robbery, damn it, just the last moment!

He gritted his teeth violently, almost at the last moment, ha, is it really bad?!

The next moment, the fire around him exploded, and ten percent of the spiritual power came out, bursting through the ice, grabbing the golden mist, the coffin trembled, and the people inside would not wake up.

"Master Haoyang! Wake up! ”