Song Zishu wiped the fine beads of sweat on his face, and with some panic, he took Yin Qianqian all the way from the abyss to speed over, and after half an hour, after seeing that no one was chasing him, his tense heart relaxed a little. He was so afraid that the mysterious powerhouse would come after him, and if that was the case, he would have no way to live.

Looking at Yin Qianqian in his arms, Song Zishu's expression was very entangled, he had always admired Yin Qianqian, but in the eyes of the former, he was just a playmate for him to call, to put it mildly, it was no different from a servant. Now that Yin Qianqian knows that he has bad intentions, if he is let go, it will inevitably leave trouble, once the sect knows that he is secretly encircling and suppressing Xiao Chen, I am afraid that all the elders and sect masters will be angry.

Xiao Chen is no longer the little iron corpse he was at the beginning, and every king-level disciple is a valuable asset to the sect. Moreover, this matter is very involved, not only his father, but also Feng Buhua is also personally involved in it, if today's matter is exposed, I am afraid that Elder Feng will be the first to kill him.

Although Song Zishu is arrogant and domineering on weekdays, he can become one of the Tianjiao among the four generations of disciples, and his mind is bound to be higher than others.

Staring at Yin Qianqian, Song Zishu had a difficult choice in his heart, he didn't dare to kill Yin Qianqian, he was afraid that the Great Elder Yin would not regret what prohibition he had planted on his granddaughter, if he forcibly made a move, he was afraid that he would put himself in.

"Qianqian! you would stand up for that kid!"

Song Zishu roared in a low voice, his eyes were bloodshot, staring at Yin Qianqian, so many of them still couldn't kill him, but Na Shawei died because of it, such a result was unacceptable to him. In the past, the humble little character like an insect and ant has now become a ruthless character that is difficult for all of their four generations of king-level disciples to deal with.

Bang!

Song Zishu stretched out his hand and patted Yin Qianqian's lower abdomen, and wisps of gray gas overflowed from the fingertips of her five fingers and rushed into Yin Qianqian's body, imprisoning the meridians and dantian of her whole body.

Immediately, he took Yin Qianqian to an incomparably bloody and foul-smelling island of bones, which was far away from the territory of the three great kings, and should not encounter other demon cultivators, so it was relatively much safer.

"Boom......"

Time passed little by little, and I don't know how long, Yin Qianqian, who had been unconscious, let out a soft babble and slowly opened her eyes.

Song Zishu on the side was biting her lip, thinking about what to say to Yin Qianqian, but she didn't expect her to wake up so quickly.

"Xiao Chen......" In the confusion, Yin Qianqian only remembered that she seemed to be knocked unconscious by Xiao Chen, at that time, the golden corpse spit Dan flames, Xiao Chen actually used his body as a shield to block her in front of her, this was the last scene she saw before she fell unconscious.

At this thought, the tears in her eyes could no longer be controlled, and suddenly burst out of her eyes.

Song Zi's writing eyes were hideous, but as soon as Yin Qianqian opened her eyes, she was calling Xiao Chen's name.

Then, Yin Qianqian came back to her senses, looked around left and right, and when she saw Song Zishu, her pupils constricted, her expression was extremely angry and disgusted, and she was about to stand up strongly, but she was shocked to find that her limbs were weak and weak, and the corpses that were originally wandering in her body were all gone.

"Song Zishu, you cast a spell to seal my dantian?!"

Yin Qianqian hated and was angry, and stretched out her hand to point at Song Zishu.

"Qianqian, listen to me......"

Song Zishu's face was a little flustered, and he wanted to explain.

However, Yin Qianqian didn't give him a chance at all, and snorted coldly: "Not only did you sneak attack your fellow disciples, but you even tried to get rid of me as well." After so many years, I really didn't see that you were so wolf-like! I knew that now, you should have been burned alive by Xiao Chen with that corpse talisman!"

After finishing speaking, ignoring Song Zishu's already iron-blue complexion, he continued: "What? Do you want to kill me here?!"

"Xiaoxiao, I never meant that, I brought you here, but I didn't want you to interfere in this matter. That Xiao Chen is by no means a normal person, he must have some ulterior secrets when he infiltrates the sect. Thinking of the various visions he had seen with his own eyes, Song Zishu couldn't help but feel a little afraid.

"Hmph! you're pretty good at biting back!"

The corners of Yin Qianqian's mouth showed a sneering smile.

Seeing this, Song Zishu knew that no matter what he said, the former would not believe it, he clenched his fists under his sleeves, his heart was very unwilling, his voice suddenly raised several degrees, and shouted: "I don't understand, what is so good about Xiao Chen? He is a waster who has no power in the sect, and he has cultivated nearly a Jiazi in three generations of disciples, and he is still not as good as some fourth-generation disciples, such a person is worthy of you to speak for her like this? You and I have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and the relationship is good, in terms of feelings, isn't it a hundred times stronger than him?"

Yin Qianqian raised her head and said nothing, and she didn't even give Song Zishu a straight face.

The two were silent for a moment, and Yin Qianqian suddenly opened her mouth and asked, "How is Xiao Chen?"

Her voice trembled a little, as if she had mustered up the courage to ask, the ordinary king-rank bronze corpse was almost difficult to resist the golden corpse Danyan, I was afraid that most of them would die violently.

"Hehe, don't worry, he's not dead!"

Song Zishu seemed to know what she was thinking, and said with a hoarse smile: "That Xiao Chen is quite unusual, even that golden corpse is not his opponent!"

Hearing this, Yin Qianqian's expression was shocked, and her heart gradually fell, and the scene of Xiao Chen blocking Danyan for him kept flashing in her mind.

"Then Xiao Chen deliberately concealed his cultivation strength, there must be some ulterior secrets, and it is very likely that there will be a big threat to the sect!" Seeing that the persuasion failed, Song Zishu told the strange scene that had just happened to Xiao Chen, trying to make Yin Qianqian suspicious of Xiao Chen, but at this time, the former's heart was thinking about Xiao Chen, where could he have the kung fu to deal with his words.

Boom boom...

Suddenly, the clouds floating above the wreckage island were swept away by a terrifying momentum, and gusts of wind howled and swept across the sky.

Under the gaze of the two of them, a golden chariot galloped through the sky, and the huge golden skeleton exuded a terrifying aura, like a round of dazzling sun from the nine skies**, seeing Song Zishu and Yin Qianqian's hearts suddenly tightened, and they immediately held their breath and concentrated, hoping that the terrifying demon cultivators on the chariot would not discover their existence.

Otherwise, they might even lose their lives here!

Fortunately, the demon cultivator in the sky seemed to be in a hurry, and although a powerful divine thought burst out and swept across the entire island of bones, he didn't pay attention to them and left quickly.

"This place is not good for long!"

Although the other party was gone, Song Zishu was still extremely palpitating, he didn't expect that in such a remote place, there would still be such a powerful demon cultivator.

Immediately, he dragged Yin Qianqian into the air and shot away in another direction.

After a long time, the two of them entered a black void, and there were dense spirits flying around them for more than ten miles, and the sound of ghost roars continued to come into their ears, this was the edge of the territory of the evil spirit ancestor witch.

The resentful spirits churning in the air are not too dense, they are still within the range that Song Zishu can handle, because this is the territory of the evil spirit ancestor witch, one of the three great kings, so there are few other demon cultivators. Moreover, it is a marginal area, even if it is the ancestral witch force, they do not want to come here.

This sect trial lasted for ten months, and if there was nothing important, he and Yin Qianqian could only continue to wander in the abyss.

After a while, the two of them fell to a small piece of land that was completely congealed together by thousands of rotting corpses, this land was soft and scarlet, and from time to time corpse water came out, and under their feet were stumps and severed arms that were almost turned into pus.

"Huh?"

Originally, Song Zishu wanted to continue to persuade Yin Qianqian, otherwise, during the ten-month trial period, he would not be able to act with a woman alone. He believes that one day will not work, ten days will not work, maybe Yin Qianqian's obsession will be shaken in about a hundred days, provided that he takes care of the other party first and shows regret.

However, as soon as they floated down, the two suddenly noticed something unusual.

Above the corpse ground beneath his feet, there were black streams of water flowing like streams, and these currents were like the meridians of the land, converging towards a central point.

Song Zishu keenly discovered that this black water flow was not ordinary corpse water, but the essence corpse water that overflowed from the bottom of the abyss and was further purified.

He hurriedly walked to the clearing in the middle of the land, but what caught his eye was a pale cyan flower, the petals were swaying, full of spirituality, and a thin layer of blue light erupted from the stamens and branches and leaves in a flickering motion. All the surrounding essence corpse water was injected into the roots of this dark flower like nourishment.

"It's ......"

Song Zishu was stunned for a moment, and Yin Qianqian on the side also opened her mouth wide, looking incredulous.

Upon closer inspection, the buds of this cyan flower had been closed, like fruits, the size of wild dates, hanging low under the green leaves.

"Stygian Crystal!"

Song Zishu first muttered softly with blank eyes, and then his expression was overjoyed, his face was flushed, and even his breathing became short. Although he had never seen what the Stygian Crystal Fruit looked like, he had also heard some legends and forms about the Stygian Crystal Fruit, and it was not difficult to recognize it.

Such a treasure is even rarer and more precious than the purple dark flower that Xiao Chen gave to the Firebeard Zombie Slave at the beginning.

This kind of thing, even a strong person like a zombie slave can't get it!

"Song Zishu, you ......"

Looking at the crazy light flashing in Song Zishu's eyes, Yin Qianqian seemed to know his thoughts and opened her mouth to speak.

However, he was soon interrupted by Song Zishu, and saw that his facial features were distorted by extreme excitement, and he gasped and said: "Don't think about it, I will never bring this Dark Crystal Fruit back to the sect! Such a treasure, only I, Song Zishu, deserve to enjoy it, as long as my realm rises greatly, what Xiao Chen, what Long Jiu, even you have to bow down to me!"

Regarding the effect of the Dark Crystal Fruit, Song Zishu had only heard a small part, and he was not sure if there was any danger after swallowing this thing, but the rumors of this Dark Crystal Fruit were too miraculous, and it was really difficult for him to suppress the ** in his heart.

The most important thing is that he wants to become stronger in his heart, and he wants to become the first person among the four generations of disciples, and he is proud of the others!

Therefore, he could not miss this opportunity!