The mines released by Su Jing are only as big as a grain of rice. But after the thunder flashed, within five zhang in front of him, all the black qi was torn apart and could not be condensed, and the ghost in the black qi was also seriously injured by this thunder method.

The aura of that ghost thing clearly has the level of a Qi Refiner in the Foundation Building Period, and at least it is a Qi Refiner who has crossed an iron threshold. Su Jing's five fingers opened, and in the palm of his hand, the five ghost blade thunder had been released, and in the blink of an eye, the thunder and lightning crackled, circling around the huge face.

Then, the whole thing was cut to pieces by the lightning blade.

Every fragment burned rapidly, and the blue-green ghost fire was cold. Su Jing's body involuntarily passed through the ghost fire, and a pale silver light flew towards Su Jing, and was caught in Su Jing's hand. When I looked closely, it turned out to be a gelatinous mass, the size of a fist, and it was slightly warm in the hand.

The black gas in front of him suddenly dissipated, and Su Jing turned over and landed lightly. He was already standing in front of him, and at his feet was a purple-black boulder, and he was looking out at the edge of the boulder.

Seeing Su Jing holding the ball of gelatin on the ground, Yuan Weiyu's lips moved, and he didn't ask for it after all. Su Jing is his nephew, and he has nothing to exchange for the time being. If it's not good, my brother-in-law knows it, and it's strange if he doesn't strip himself naked and throw him out of Yujing City.

"Do you know what is in Lu Dao's hand?" Yuan Weiyu had calmed down, and secretly laughed at how his concentration had suddenly decreased.

Su Jing put this thing away in the Huangting Divine Jade and said, "I don't know what about them, what about my eldest brother?"

Su Jing's strange thing was that Su Ling jumped down in front of him, and now he was nowhere to be seen, and Su Xue, who was following him, was also missing.

"Wait a little longer, you've killed a goblin in your way, so it's quicker. I killed a dozen of them along the way, and I didn't get the glass soul lamp. You're in luck. ”

"Glass Soul Lamp?"

"Well, our Bishan Dao Sect is used to cultivate machine spirits. With this glazed soul lamp, the growth rate of the machine spirit will be much faster. Other Taoist schools have many uses. The glass soul lamp you got is of very good quality. Yuan Weeping Feather's voice was very low, as if he was afraid of alarming something in the black qi.

Su Jing couldn't help but ask, "If the machine spirit is injured, what is the effect of giving it this glass soul lamp?"

"That's a waste, the machine spirit is not afraid of erysipelas. You can find an alchemist to refine the Nine Turns Back Soul Pill, and when you add this glass soul lamp to refine, you will have the opportunity to refine the real Nine Turns Golden Pill, and if you let the machine spirit take it, the effect will be dozens of times stronger. "Since Yuan Chuiyu knew that he couldn't rob it, he would give up.

The glass soul lamp can only be obtained by killing ghosts. But this thing has nothing to do with the realm of ghosts, it's all up to luck. Maybe killing a little imp will get a good glass soul lamp. But it is also possible to kill a dozen ghost kings, but they have not been able to kill the loot.

"It's better to meet a ghost thing next and kill it, how about dividing things equally? I'm stronger than you, you're luckier than me, I'm here, although I'm not looking for the glass soul lamp, but this thing is very important to me." Yuan Shueyu said seriously. If the person opposite was not his nephew, he would have slapped him to death and snatched the things.

If Su Jing hadn't had the spirit of the Six Divine Spirits in his body and was seriously injured, he would have given the glazed soul lamp to Yuan Shuyu a long time ago. Yuan Weeping Yu is his uncle, and he will definitely have something in return, and he will not take it in vain. Otherwise, he will go to his mother and file a complaint.

Whether it's towards the younger brother or towards the son, you don't have to think about it at all.

Although the original weeping feather is powerful, it is far worse than the Marquis of Xiaoyao. The first time Su Jing explored in this world, he realized the benefits of having a backer. Otherwise, he was a congenital stage qi refiner, how could he share the spoils equally with a Jindan stage qi refiner.

Yuan Chuiyu didn't feel that he was at a loss, no matter how strong his strength was, if he was unlucky, he might not be able to kill the glass soul lamp in three or five years. Su Jing just made a single shot, and he got one, this is luck.

"Uncle, I also need this glass soul lamp. Otherwise it's up to you. If you divide it evenly, you're at a loss, and we barely need to do anything. If you bring us in, it's also for attracting ghosts, right? If you use it as bait, uncle, you take half of it, and I will share the rest with Su Ling. How?"

Because Su Jing urgently needed this kind of glazed soul lamp, Yuan Chuiyu didn't say how many glazed soul lamps were needed to refine the Nine Turns Soul Returning Pill, but the Six Dao Divine Artifacts were immortal weapons, and the spirit of the immortal weapons was damaged, and if they were treated with the golden pill, thirty or fifty would definitely not be enough.

There are rarely more than ten gold pills in a furnace. Usually three, if you're lucky, you can have five. If you can't get the glass soul lamp again this time, you can have a good relationship with your uncle, and it will be more convenient to come back next time.

If you don't pull out a dime, it will be difficult to enter the realm of the underworld in the future.

"It's okay, you don't have much to use here. Yuan Weiyu was not pretentious, pointed to it and said, "Look, Su Ling is here, take it." ”

As soon as Yuan Weiyu's hand pointed, Su Jing saw a dark silver light flying out of Yuan Weiyu's hand, breaking through the black qi. It was as if a searchlight cut through the night, illuminating an area.

I saw Su Ling's Dao clothes flying, it was the black air flow shuttling, in his hand, a boxy wooden rune, exuding a dull luster, around the Dao clothes, the area illuminated by the luster, formed a chain composed of small runes, swimming rapidly, cutting the black air flow.

Beside Su Ling, there was a monitor lizard-like gray creature hiding in the black air current, constantly spitting out black liquid, which decomposed in the air flow and turned into smaller drops of venom, enveloping Su Ling's body.

When these venoms fall on Su Ling's body, they will make a snorting sound, which will be offset by the Hundred Ghost Night Walking Clothes and turn into white smoke.

However, at the same time as the gray monitor lizard sprayed venom, it also set off an air current, entangled around Su Ling, causing Su Ling to change the direction of his fall, turning into a constant hovering at the same height. In this way, Su Ling will not be able to land in a hundred years. It is impossible for the Hyakki Nightcrawler to keep him safe all the time.

Su Ling glanced at the height and said with a wry smile: "There are hundreds of zhang, I can't hit that far." ”

"Then you can lend me a little luck. Yuan Weiyu said, with an elongated white bone sword in his hand. Su Jing understood, stretched out his hand on the white bone sword, and wrote a rune.

It's just a basic rune, and Su Jing is a little sweaty when he writes it. Writing runes in the air is still a difficult problem for him. The runes fell on the White Bone Sword, as if a piece of red paper had been pasted on it, and the White Bone Sword emitted a blood-colored light.

Yuan Weeping Yu threw the white bone sword towards the sling, and in the blink of an eye, it was submerged into the black gas, and in the black gas, a painful roar came, and Yuan Weeping Yu's mouth gently recited a syllable, Su Jing listened to it in his ears, and he couldn't remember it at all, and he couldn't learn to imitate it.

Then, the roar stopped abruptly, and the white bone sword broke through the black qi and flew back, and a black silk thread was wrapped around the sword.

Yuan Weeping Yu sighed, put away the black silk thread, and said, "Put it here with me, okay?"

"What is it?" Su Jing didn't think about what he would gain here, so even if Yuan Chuiyu was greedy for ink, he wouldn't be angry.

"The thing that is condensed by resentment, the Bishan Taoist sect calls it bone erosion. This quality is relatively low, but the quantity is large. You're in luck. ”

Regarding the refining materials, the Daomen "Divine Strange Sutra" is relatively complete. Su Jing didn't read through it, and he didn't know what the use of this bone erosion was in the Dao. However, the original weeping feather said that the quantity is very large, so the value is not small.

Yuan Chuiyu put away a trace of bone erosion, took out a wooden box, handed it to Su Jing, and said, "This is cinnabar, if you write any more runes, don't spend real qi." ”

Su Jing's face turned red, and he just felt that writing runes in the air was very handsome, so he didn't consider the consumption problem.

I still lack actual combat, and the use of Taoism is too rough. When it comes to weapon fighting, he has learned well. This kind of Dao attack is like an idiot.

"Su Jing, you have to trust luck, it's not the first time I've been here for the first time, usually the first three days are almost nothing. After you came, you made two shots, and you had good results. ”

Su Jing was awe-inspiring in his heart, for luck, he knew that the Dao was related to the law of the Great Dao, this thing would be consumed, and it was difficult to replenish. Is Yuan Weeping Feather deceiving himself to be young and ignorant?

"You don't have to worry, the ghosts here have grievances, and killing them can completely make up for your luck consumption. And you are the prince of the Marquis of Freedom, and the luck on your body will not be lost even if you kill a few Jindan demons. Hey, otherwise, why should the people of the Twelve Dao Palaces rely in Yujing City and ask for a title given by the emperor. Yuan Chuiyu sneered, raised his hand and slashed another sword, a skull, and was cut down from the black qi, this time, he really didn't get anything.

It seems ridiculous to seize the world and establish an empire, but it is not. An empire is also born by luck. Daomen established an empire and gained the fortune of billions of people in vain, which made up for the losses caused by the war with the hundreds of schools of thought in a short period of time.

With Su Jing's identity, he can share a huge number of benefits from the fortune of the empire.

The same is true for the Twelve Dao Palaces, if they go against the royal family, one is a matter of strength, and the other is that once they fail, there will be nothing, and it will never be possible to make a comeback.

The Jiang clan has the luck of the empire, and if you say it will be given to you, you will take it back.

Therefore, no one will violate the covenant of the year, and the twelve palaces are all based on the Jiang family. In the final analysis, it is all a question of the distribution of benefits.

Su Ling fell from the sky, a little embarrassed, and after the gray monitor lizard was killed, a shadow-like vampire bat pounced on his face, almost hurting him. Su Ling was a bat that was repelled by squirting out a mouthful of True Yuan, so he couldn't retract his body, and after the whirlpool disappeared, he almost fell to the ground.

A golden light shot down, and Su Xue carried the Arhat relics on his head, followed closely behind, and flew down. Then there was Su Jian, Su Jian's face was a little pale, and along the way, he killed dozens of ghosts. He was attacked the most, but it wasn't all without benefits, at least he got two soul beads in his hand, which is equivalent to the monster's Neidan.

Yuan Chuiyu smiled and clapped his hands, and said, "Everyone is here, then, let's go." ”

His hand pointed to the distance under the boulder. On the gray plains, the ravines were criss-crossed, as if they had been crushed by countless huge chariots. About thirty miles away, stood a ruined city.

Over the city, red clouds piled up, and thunder and lightning flashed incessantly, and the land became blood-red. It was as if it was a city soaked in blood.