In the northeast corner of the lagoon secret realm, under a big tree hugged by several people, a slender figure appeared, and seeing that there were no other monks and demon beasts around, he put his mind at ease, set up a formation plate, and took out a few condensing pills from the storage bag.

"Senior, are you done?" Tan Chuse swallowed the pill and suppressed the feeling of nausea.

During this day, he went to various small secret realms from the teleportation array, and finally returned to the lagoon secret realm. After shuttling more than a hundred times in a short period of time, Tan Chuse's divine sense could not withstand so many tosses, and he already felt dizzy and nauseous.

"Well, you can recover here. "The voice in the divine consciousness is also a little sluggish, and it is not so simple to transmit the message, let alone use it many times in a short period of time.

"Senior, since you told them that Mo Ghost has a Phantom Bell, why don't you tell them how to use it?

This 'they' are naturally talking about ghost cultivators in the secret realm, and the news that the predecessors just passed on to them.

"Tell?" the voice in the divine consciousness sneered when they heard this, with a hint of looseness in their voices, "I told them to die, if I tell them, they can't be exposed one by one, how can they die?"

"Send to death?" Tan Chuse's body was stunned.

"Yes, they all have to die, and they have to blow themselves up and die violently," Zhihai's voice said here, with a hint of joy, "Bang!"

Tan Chuse's body was covered with a hint of coolness, and his palms were held tightly.

"You're going to love the sound. Zhihai's voice carried a hint of carelessness and demagogy, "Oh, I forgot, you people cultivate, you don't seem to be able to hear, it's a pity!"

"Why did they die?" Tan Chuse didn't feel interested in the slightest.

"If the glass flowers are still there, they don't have to sacrifice, just put them on the bright side to contend with it, but unfortunately, they are unlucky. The voice in the divine consciousness was ruthless, "The glass flower has not been found, the Lord can't recover immediately, at least..."

"Thirty years. "The soul gritted his teeth at this, and it was really not good news that he would have to endure for so many years before he could take revenge," in order to obtain the glazed flower, these people have been exposed, and naturally they have to play the final value. ”

"What do you mean. Tan Chuse didn't understand, "If you tell them, how can it be exposed..."

"Hmph, why can't you use your brain?" Zhihai's voice mocked her mercilessly, "Do you think that Mo Ghost has not discovered the clues? If you let it go, you can find a lot of things in the secret realm." ”

"When they get out, it's going to be hard to control it. With these clues, they peeled off the cocoon, and thirty years was enough to check back and forth. When the time comes, more people will die for the sake of our plans. ”

"So, now these people in the secret realm have to die..." Tan Chuse sat cross-legged on the ground, his fingers trembling a little.

"Yes, they are dead, it will be convenient to arrange them after they go out, and I will give the monks of the Xuan Spirit Realm a perfect answer sheet. When we come back in the future, we'll be sure to surprise them, and it's a little exciting to think about. ”

"But there are so many people..." Tan Chuse's throat tightened.

"If you have time to think about this, it's better to use it for cultivation, it's more practical. The voice in the divine consciousness said coldly, "Choose you, because your surname is Tan, because of your cultivation secret skills, don't let me down too much, and finally have to give up on you." ”

"Tan senior..."

"I said don't call me by my name!"

Tan Chuse's divine consciousness was agitated, his face turned pale in an instant, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, "Yes, senior." ”

"It's okay to get a little injured, go and meet the people of Hundred Flowers Valley, honestly wait for the secret realm to close, and when you get out, there is still a scene waiting for you." If you want to survive, listen to me, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

"Senior, don't worry, I won't let you down. Tan Chuse bit his lip to prevent the blood from flowing out.

"Hmmm..."

Tan Chuse slowly breathed a sigh of relief, calming down the accelerated heartbeat, "Senior, there will be a scene after you say it..."

"You're just a supporting role, the main dish is for Mo Ghost, I prepared a big gift for her, just waiting for her to accept it, I hope she can like it. The voice in the divine consciousness said coldly, "I just don't know if I can see her accept the gift." ”

"Senior, you mean, to..." Tan Chuse's heart jumped, "Because of her spiritual weapon?"

"The Phantom Bell was not only a spiritual weapon 10,000 years ago, but now her cultivation is still low, and when her cultivation is high in the future, if it can be repaired, it will be very troublesome for us. Therefore, it is better to stifle the trouble as soon as possible. ”

"Yes, senior, I see..." Tan Chuse's eyes wandered.

"I said, don't think about this, the most important thing now is to improve your cultivation, there are still thirty years, I don't expect you to reach the Yuan Infant Stage, but the later stage of Jindan must be achieved for me! Your goal is not Mo Ghost, it is the Tan family, it is Tan Churan, you have to kill her with your own hands!"

"Don't worry, I won't forget. ”

After Tan Chuse finished speaking, he waited for a long time and didn't see her say anything, no longer reckless, closed his eyes and meditated.

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"What should I do?" Jin Changan looked at Xiao Changhe and pointed to the battle over there, although it did not stop, but because of their arrival, they would not fight for their lives.

"Get out. Xiao Changhe did not hide his breath, and walked out directly with everyone.

"A few, do you want to be nosy?" The ghost cultivator's side took advantage of the advantage of divine consciousness to suppress the opposite side a long time ago, and it was only a matter of time before he won, but he didn't expect someone to come over to dissuade him openly at this time.

"The monks in the Lower Fan Fence Valley are stepping down, and they hope that Taoist friends will help each other!" The group on the opposite side saw someone coming, and their eyes were full of hope.

"Daoist friends also heard it, this is a monk from Fan Ligu, how to say that it is also a second-rate sect, and his net worth must be richer than ours, so it is better to help us take them together, and we will divide them equally when the time comes. The ghost cultivator looked at them and sneered.

"Sun Fei, you traitor!" the youngest monk in Fan Ligu heard what he said, and his face turned red with anger.

"Little junior brother, you can't say that, Fan Ligu has never regarded me as a disciple, how can I be considered a traitor!" The monk who started the ghost cultivator looked very thin, but he had a sinister taste when he spoke.

"You..." The monk who was called a junior disciple still wanted to theorize, but was stopped by Buping.

"A few fellow Daoists, if they can help, they will definitely be grateful!" Bu Ping saw that the clothes of these people and the bearing of their bodies did not look like ordinary casual cultivation. The Taoist robes on the body of the plump monk are worth a lot of money, and it is not enough to do it for their wealth.

"This is a bit troublesome, which side to help?" Xiao Changhe had already walked to the middle of the two sides, looking left and right, "It's better to..."

Bu Ping was still waiting for their decision, and he didn't want the monk at the front to suddenly make a move, so he raised his sword and slashed at Sun Fei, and the few people who came with him shot at the same time and found the few people behind, "Daoist friends be careful of the beads on their bodies, they can attack the divine sense!"

None of the people at ease spoke, and the beads they mentioned were not unfamiliar, so they were naturally doubly careful.

"Let's go too!" Seeing these people helping them, the little junior brother also went over with his sword, "Senior brother, you are too seriously injured, so you should stay here!"

Bu Ping naturally couldn't stand by, so he took the monk from Fan Ligu over, "Go and help." ”

The whole scene was very chaotic, except for the two of them.

"Young master, are we really not going to help?" Jia Yi looked at the battle situation with an anxious face, wishing that he would go up by himself, so that he couldn't help a dead man.

"I'm not going up to help, it's to add to the chaos! I have to be a little self-aware!" Jiang Yuheng opened the fan, poked his head out and looked there carefully, and saw his neck rarely, "It's really bloody." ”

"Young master, are we going to fight that!" Jia Yi pointed to the very edge, and the person that the little junior brother found was the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building.

"Can I do it?" Jiang Yuheng was a little stunned, he had never been out of the family, let alone fought.

Because his health has been bad since he was a child, his mother has always doted on him, and he didn't dare to let him go out to travel during the foundation building period.

A was speechless for a while, "It should work, I'll protect you by my side!"

"Why don't you try it?" Jiang Yuheng's eyebrows raised, a little eager to try, and pulled Jia Yi's sleeve, "You are following me to death, do you hear?"

"Don't worry!" Even if Jia Yi had an accident, he would not let Jiang Yuheng have an accident.

"Let's go!"

Jiang Yuheng came to the edge of the battlefield, and the little monk of Fan Ligu and the monk in the middle stage of foundation building were fighting, pulled him over, took it from Jia Yi behind him, and threw it out casually.

"Brother, this man belongs to me!"

The little monk who was pulled out of the battlefield looked confused, there were only two monks in the middle stage of foundation building on the opposite side, and the other one was facing the little monk, so what should he do?

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