As soon as the old man's words fell, the trace of heavenly source that Zhang Haomin had found from the (chuáng) board was slowly pulled out of the runes and gathered into the old man's hand.

The old man looked at this trace of heavenly source, and couldn't help but feel quite helpless.

If the power of the divine soul wants to be replenished, in addition to relying on the divine soul of self (shēn) for slow recovery, it can only be restored by relying on a small number of heavenly materials and earth treasures in the heaven and earth, and this heavenly source is one of them.

After all, this thing can evolve the existence of the entire heaven and earth, so how can it not recover a small divine soul power.

Therefore, for him who now has only a wisp of remnant soul left, the (yòu) bewitching power possessed by this heavenly source is extremely great.

A man who was dying of thirst in the desert suddenly saw a whole lake of clear water, and one can imagine what his heart (qíng) was like at this time, and greed was in everyone's heart.

This trace of heavenly source continued to struggle in the old man's almost transparent hand, exuding a faint (rǔ) white luster.

In the end, he still decided to use this trace of heavenly source to restore Zhang Haomin's divine soul power, if the ghost-faced man came back, once the seizure was successful, then Zhang Haomin would completely dissipate.

"The old man has lived long enough, and your life has just begun. ”

With the old man's words, this trace of heavenly source slowly flew into Zhang Haomin's (shēn) body.

For a moment, Zhang Haomin's entire body exuded, like a heavenly source (rǔ) white luster, like a halo of light enveloping him (shēn), which refused to dissipate.

In order to help Zhang Haomin escape smoothly, the old man set up a breath-hiding technique on him (shēn).

Although this breath-hiding technique is not as good as Xiaoyao's supernatural power to hide the breath, it is enough for Zhang Haomin to use, after all, this breath-hiding technique is also an immortal technique.

And after doing all this, the old man's only remaining wisp of divine soul power seemed to be unable to support it anymore.

I saw that the old man slowly disappeared under the continuous burning, leaving only a small ball of light, which flew towards Zhang Haomin's head, followed by it, and disappeared without a trace.

At the same time that this light cluster entered Zhang Haomin's body, Zhang Haomin also woke up suddenly.

At this time, the old man's words also came back to his mind.

"Get out of here, quick!"

Zhang Haomin felt that his head was hurting terribly at the moment, as if there were thousands of ants gnawing together.

He didn't dare not listen to the old man's advice in his mind, although he didn't know who saved him from the ghost-faced man's hands, but he knew that if he didn't run at this time, it would definitely not be good when the ghost-faced man came back.

So, Zhang Haomin hurriedly sat up (shēn) and was about to run out, but because (shēn) was unwell at this time, he fell directly to the ground.

At this time, he couldn't take care of too much, so he had to hold on (shēn) strongly, grab his head with one hand, gasp for breath, and staggered out.

The door was easily opened as soon as it was opened, and in order to prevent the ghost-faced man from discovering it at a glance, he also specially closed the door tightly.

Zhang Haomin couldn't tell the difference between left and right at this time, and the layout in this palace was extremely complicated, and now, he could only rely on his own feelings, as for where he could go, he couldn't care so much.

So he leaned against the wall and walked through the path in front of Mengtian Pavilion as fast as he could.

In front of these intricate roads in the palace, Zhang Haomin was soon completely lost, as if he had broken into a maze of red walls that he couldn't get out of.

He breathed heavily, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead.

And at this moment, he suddenly heard the front of the trail, as if there were dense footsteps, there were a lot of people, and there were guys on their waists, and they would jingle when they walked.

Zhang Haomin estimated that these should be the guards in charge of patrolling the palace, so he prepared to cry out for help.

But as soon as the mouth opened, and before he could say anything, he hurriedly hid in the side of the path.

Because these guys are not palace guards at all, the palace guards are all golden guards, as the name suggests, they all wear golden armor from top to bottom (shēn).

And these people, they are all dressed in night clothes.

A group of people in night clothes traveled (dàng) in the palace, and ten ** people came to assassinate the emperor.

For such a group of extremely vicious people, how could Zhang Haomin hope that they would save him? If he didn't worry that he would expose their rumors and kill himself, then he would already be a young high incense.

The man in charge suddenly stopped and looked in the direction where Zhang Haomin was just now.

"What's wrong?"

"It looks like somebody is somewhere just now. ”

"This is a low house, and there are many little eunuchs, so let's go quickly, so as not to provoke Commander Hu again. ”

"That's right. ”

So they continued along the road, without coming to see what was going on.

Now, the road ahead can no longer be walked, and if he happens to run into another wave, he will not die at the hands of the Ghostfaces, but at the hands of this group of assassins.

Zhang Haomin walked forward along this fork in the road, even if he couldn't get out of the palace, he had to find a place to hide first.

After a while, he walked into a small courtyard.

This courtyard is extremely special, except for the road in front of the courtyard, the other three sides are all small houses that are more than one person high, as if they have come to the country of dwarves, these are probably just warehouses for placing items.

Zhang Haomin frowned and looked at it, he couldn't help but be a little disappointed, and turned (shēn) and prepared to leave.

At this moment, the door of one of the low rooms was suddenly opened, and a man in clothes was seen, running towards a small single room with a cat bent over.

Seeing him, Zhang Haomin couldn't help but hurriedly stop, as if he had discovered a new continent.

When the man came out of the small room, he hurriedly lowered his voice and shouted quietly.

"Hey, come over here. ”

Zhang Haomin's shout seemed to startle the other party, and the clothes draped on (shēn) were almost frightened.

However, after he saw Zhang Haomin clearly, he hurriedly put on his clothes, trotted all the way, ran to Zhang Haomin (shēn), knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"The slave knocks on the prince. ”

As soon as he heard this voice, Zhang Haomin couldn't help but be happy all of a sudden.

This is really a coincidence, he has been in this ghost place for most of the day, and finally met someone who can help, but he didn't expect to be an acquaintance.

This person was the simple attendant who had sent Zhang Haomin to Mengtian Pavilion before.

"Get up, I'll ask you something. ”

"Lord Wang, please speak. ”

Although he was very puzzled in his heart, didn't Zhang Haomin enter Mengtian Pavilion, how could he run here now.

"I'm going to leave the palace and go to the Sage's Residence, how do I get from here?"

"Turn left from the intersection in front of you, then. ”

As soon as the squire began, he couldn't help but stop, and when he got out of the palace from here, it would take a lot of turns, and how could he say it clearly, so he simply said bluntly.

"Why don't I send you out. ”

"It's so much better. ”

Zhang Haomin's head hurts terribly, and if you want to remember complicated routes, it is naturally not an easy task (qíng).

Therefore, when he heard the words of this attendant, he breathed a sigh of relief, since someone sent him, it was naturally better, so he didn't have to forget it halfway through.

"Then the prince, you wait here for a while, and then the slave will go inside to change (shēn) clothes. ”

"By the way, help me get one (shēn) for me. ”

When Zhang Haomin vomited just now, the (shēn) canghai robe on his (shēn) was stained a little, and he always felt diaphragm in his heart.

Since the attendant lives here, it is better to ask him to borrow (shēn) the garment, and then return it to him when the fingers are ready, or when something else.

Hearing Zhang Haomin borrowing clothes from him, as if he had misheard, the attendant couldn't help but be very surprised and confirmed.

"What did you say?"

"I said help me get a shēn (shēn) of clothes. ”

Zhang Haomin was already dizzy at this time, how could there be that idle man to quarrel with this guy, let alone a piece of clothing, what is there to make a fuss about?

It's just that what he didn't know was that this borrowing of clothes was a trivial matter for Zhang Haomin, but for this little attendant, it was an extremely important matter.

Before the little attendant entered the palace, his family specially invited a fortune teller for him.

The gentleman looked at him carefully, and couldn't help but exclaim that he would be a rich and noble life in the future, and he would still be rich and noble for a lifetime.

After hearing this, his family couldn't help but be very happy, and sent him to the palace so happily.

However, the fortune teller at the time whispered a word to him, and told him to always remember that at the turning point of his fate, a noble man would ask him to borrow clothes.

After he entered the palace, he has been working diligently, and finally won the appreciation of the above, and he has been a little deserted, but he is still a low (jiàn) slave in this palace.

The palace is full of nobles, how can he be a little minion who can be borrowed by nobles? What nobleman would want to wear the clothes of a slave?

It has been nearly five years since he entered the palace, and what the fortune teller said at the beginning has changed from the initial belief to doubt, and finally became a joke.

But just after he no longer believed in any fate, he heard Zhang Haomin ask him to borrow clothes.

It is precisely because of this that he was so surprised and confirmed it very unconventionally.

The squire's heart seemed to be full of flowers at this moment, and his happy mouth couldn't close anymore, and he couldn't wait for the corners of his mouth to grin to the root of his ears, and said excitedly.

"Minion, I'm going to get it for you. ”

After he had dressed himself properly, he took out the clean new clothes (shēn) from his baggage, which was prepared for the nobles.

And not long after Zhang Haomin left Mengtian Pavilion, the ghost-faced man had already returned.

Previously, Xiaoyao underestimated the power of the bloody sword, so he was shocked and flew out, but the two fallen immortals were obviously still unwilling to let him go, followed by another sword qi and flew towards him.

Before Xiaoyao could stabilize (shēn) form, he was attacked again, and he was suddenly injured again when he responded in a hurry.

After all, after absorbing his blood, the Blood Sword was even more powerful, and it was no longer something that Xiaoyao could resist with just relying on the Yuan Qi Hood.

As a result, another large mouthful of golden blood was sucked away by the Blood Sword.

As his injuries continued to increase, his strength began to decline, but the more immortal blood the Sword absorbed, the stronger its self (shēn) became, and this is also the terrifying thing about the Blood Sword.

It seems that if it continues, Xiaoyao will not be able to escape the fate of being killed by it, so as to sacrifice to the bloody sword.

It was at this critical juncture that the ghost-faced people turned into a cloud (yīn), and took advantage of their continuous attacks to kill one of them.

The last fallen immortal left, obviously didn't expect Xiaoyao to have a helper, and he couldn't help but be very angry, wanting to find out the person who attacked him.

At this time, after all, he had the Blood Sword in his hand, and he had absorbed the blood of the immortals, and his power should not be underestimated.

However, the Ghostface didn't intend to fight him, and released a cloud of black smoke and flew towards a certain location in the palace, thus luring the fallen immortal away, and he himself hurried to save Xiaoyao.

Xiaoyao He originally had an old wound on his (shēn), but now after the continuous vibration (dàng) of the sword qi, it has a joint attack.

When the Ghost-faced Man found him, he was spitting out golden blood in a big gulp, and his (shēn) body was staggering, apparently unable to hold it anymore.

But even so, he was still bent on going to the Mengtian Pavilion to save Zhang Haomin.

After seeing this scene, the ghostface didn't say anything for a long time.

In order not to cause unnecessary trouble, the ghost-faced man directly knocked Xiaoyao unconscious with a knife, and after helping him swallow a pill, he helped him heal the injuries of his five organs.

Only then did he carry him and fly towards Mengtian Pavilion, but when he arrived at Mengtian Pavilion, he was dumbfounded.

Because Zhang Haomin, who was originally placed on (chuáng), disappeared, and then searched continuously through his divine sense, he couldn't find Zhang Haomin, as if he had disappeared directly.

The ghost-faced man used his vitality to remove all the futon (chuáng) boards on (chuáng), revealing the wooden board that Zhang Haomin had hidden before.

But when he saw this wooden board, he couldn't help but be stunned by the picture above, the white ball that symbolized the source of heaven in the center of the rune had disappeared.

The ghost-faced man glanced at Xiaoyao, who was unconscious, and said.

"It's all because of you, the old man didn't save him this time. ”

Immediately, a cloud of black mist dispersed from the Mengtian Pavilion, and the ghost-faced man and Xiaoyao disappeared.

Let's say that the fallen immortal holding the bloody sword, after chasing the black mist released by the ghost-faced man, came to a courtyard in the palace, and happened to see an immortal in it.

This immortal is the one who came down from the immortal world not long ago, and it is also an important part of the "Zhuxian Plan".

It's just that what he didn't expect was that this fallen immortal would be able to discover his existence, and even came directly to this Wangtian Garden.

However, when he saw the golden light on the bloody sword, he couldn't help laughing, it seemed that the immortal called Xiaoyao had been killed by him, so it was time for him to make a move.

I saw that the immortal took out a whetstone in a hurry, and then the bloody sword let out a wail.

As the saying goes, one thing descends one thing, and this whetstone is specially prepared for the bloody sword.

And the fallen immortal holding the bloody sword didn't recognize it, he only knew that the bloody sword in his hand was extremely powerful, and it absorbed the blood of immortals, so it was not a problem to kill an immortal.

Immediately raised his hand and there was a sword qi, but fortunately it was taken by the immortals, otherwise this Wangtian Garden would be destroyed.

In order not to affect this palace, this immortal flew into the air and shifted the battlefield to the sky.

At this time, the fallen immortal was simply full of confidence, it can be said that I have a feeling of a sword in the world, and without thinking about it, I flew towards this immortal.

It's a pity that he was still too confident after all, and when he reached the sky, the immortal first revealed the true power of the whetstone.

I saw that he injected his vitality into the whetstone, and raised it towards the fallen immortal.

Where did the fallen immortal understand what he meant, wielding the bloody sword is a sword qi, but what he didn't expect was that the sword qi that was originally a few zhang long had become a few feet long at this time.

Immediately after, the golden light on this bloody sword (shēn) also slowly disappeared, and the blood qi in it was even more (dàng) gone.

"In front of the Heavenly Sword Stone, you dog thing still dare to use the Blood Sword, it's just a joke. ”

Without the power of the Blood Sword, how could this fallen immortal beat a real immortal?

Immediately, I saw that the fallen immortal head did not look back and fled quickly into the distance, if he didn't run again, the only fate that greeted him was probably death.

It doesn't matter if he dies, but if the bloody sword is lost because of this, it will be a big deal.

"Where to go. ”

As an immortal who received the Heavenly Dao Meng (yīn), how could he let go of the fallen immortals?

You must know that there has always been a saying in the fairy world that if you see a fallen immortal, you will kill it.

So the fate of this fallen immortal can be imagined, he was chased and cut by the immortals behind, and the golden sword qi passed by, and he was even killed several times.

Seeing that he was about to be unable to escape, but the bloody sword could not fall into the hands of the immortals, he threw it out with all his strength (shēn).

The immortal tried to intercept the bloody sword, but it was too late, and he could only watch it disappear in the night sky.

"You. ”

The immortal was furious at this moment, and then a golden sword qi slashed towards the fallen immortal.

However, his sword qi was really a little too bad, and he didn't hit the fallen immortal at all, but was even pasted up by him.

"Hahaha, give me a funeral. ”

The fallen immortal smiled hideously, and then the whole (shēn) was covered with cracks.

The immortal secretly said in his heart that it was not good, the other party was planning to directly detonate (shēn) the vitality in his body in order to drag himself into the water.

So he hurriedly condensed the Yuan Qi Hood in front of (shēn), and in order to be able to completely resist the impact, he also specially condensed two layers of Yuan Qi Hood, if it wasn't for the lack of time, he probably wanted to get more.

In an instant, the explosion exploded in the sky, and the huge roar was heard clearly by dozens of miles from Jian'an City.

The impact of the explosion immediately rushed towards the Jian'an City below, if it weren't for the simultaneous action of several saints in the city at this critical moment, I am afraid that most of the houses would have collapsed.

Even though he had condensed two layers of vitality shields, he still received a strong impact due to being too close to the explosion point.

But fortunately, there was no big problem, but just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a hand suddenly pressed on his head, and directly pulled a golden ball of light from it.

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