The white bones are exposed in the wilderness, there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles, there is no doubt that this is a dead place where the yin veins are tangled, there is a Qingluan hovering over the dead ground, and Qingluan is vigilantly patrolling the Quartet.

There is a deep pit in the center of the white bones, in the deep pit, the red glow is steaming, the blue glow reflects the sky, and there is blood rising, the murderous aura is soaring to the sky, the five-colored fire light is looming through the glow, and the sound of humming is endless.

A Tsing Yi sat on a futon in the glow of the sun, Tsing Yi's eyebrows were slighted, and his body was even more lifeless, and he was not good at first glance.

Tsing Yi has a lotus seal in one hand, five fingers like lotus petals, palms like lotus flowers, five-colored flames burning in the palms between the five fingers, and an inch of stone needles on the flame buzzes and jumps.

The stone needle is blood-red for a while, green for a while, the blood lines are crawling all over for a while, and the green tendons are all over for a while, among the stone needles, a foot of Lingbao space is opened up by the white-clothed Yuanshen, and there is a foot of blood pool at the foot of the white-clothed body, which is square and square, and the four sides are all one foot, and the area is exactly one square foot.

The blood pool is burning with five-colored flames, the demon blood and witch blood in the pool are boiling endlessly, the blood is rolling, and many miscellaneous blood is refined to remove impurities and become pure as a red glow, only nine drops of blood are unmoved, a drop of Xuanming eyebrows blood, three drops of blood between the fingers of Dijiang, and five drops of blood in the palm of the witch woman's palm.

The nine drops of blood each show their power, or the blue light is like a curtain, or the silver light is layered, or the phantom is like a dream, in short, it is difficult to approach, and it is not afraid of fire.

She didn't take much effort to deal with the stubborn white-clothed primordial god of the nine drops of ancestral witch's powerful blood, she reached out and grabbed a handful of blood, which was the bloodline she had shaped for the stone needle when she first refined the stone needle, and these bloodlines were created by her own essence blood.

Shi Ji stretched out her hand, there was a green glow in her left palm exuding a quiet and mysterious cyan root, Shi Ji approached with both hands, and the blood was thrown into the green root along her mind, and when the last trace of blood was connected to the green root, the green root had a bloody color.

Shi Ji carefully inserted the green root in his hand into the boiling blood pool, the blood pool was quiet, the blood calmed down, and was frozen.

'Bubbling and gurgling~~' The blood in the blood pool began to decline, blood red arteries spread, and cyan veins grew.

The blood-red fine lines on the blood pool spread out, and the blue lines spread out with the blood lines, and when the blood lines and the corners and corners of the blue lines covered with stone needles fell into a cycle, the blood pool moved again, very rhythmically.

"Bang~Bang~Bang~Bang......"

The blood in the blood pool shrank and shrank, expanded and expanded, moving and static, beating rhythmically like a heart, nine drops of blood moved with the blood pool, and the white-clothed Yuan Shen had a faint smile on her face, she raised her hand and pointed to a corner, and a one-inch blood shadow villain flew over.

"Babble...... Babbling...... Babbling babbling......"

The little guy whined and complained, complaining that Shi Ji ignored it and fixed it, this little guy gave birth to Lingzhi not long ago, and his IQ was not high, but he was very chicken thief, he was not afraid of Shiji, but he was very afraid of Yuanshen, because its Lingzhi was actually born from the spirit of Yuanshen.

Shi Ji molded its body, but the Yuan Shen gave it spiritual wisdom, and it was very in awe of the Yuan Shen, especially when the Yuan Shen sat in the entrance for a long time and rarely showed up, it didn't dare to jump too much in front of the Yuan Shen.

Bai Yi pointed to the blood pool and said, "This is your belly, you can eat a lot of things in the future." ”

"Babbling babbling !!"

The blood shadow jumped and jumped around the white clothes excitedly, and the little guy entered the blood pool with a flash of blood light, and at the same time, the white-clothed primordial god went out of the spirit treasure space and entered the entrance.

The flame in Shi Ji's palm has not been extinguished, and the stone needle with a looming blood vein has a breath of life in the flame, and the stone needle has undergone an unknown mutation, and its material has completely lost a bit of stone, what has become of it, I'm afraid even Yuan Shen himself can't say clearly.

The blood light and blue glow were intertwined, the bloody glow was bursting, the wisps of evil qi on Shi Ji's hands were sucked away by the stone needle, and her hands that were originally entangled with evil qi became clean and white again, and then the evil qi on her face gradually subsided, and there was less evil qi between her eyebrows, and the whole person softened.

When the evil qi on his head was plucked out by the stone needle, Shi Ji opened his eyes, his eyes were full of stars, his eyebrows were stretched, and the green silk was elegant, and he was refreshed.

Shi Ji looked at the stone needle in his hand in a daze, in addition to the joy in his heart, there were some sighs, this stone needle refining was purely accidental, the predecessor of the stone needle was her stone axe, that night under the laurel tree, she wanted to reshape the body of the Dao after being shattered by the wind and thunder two tribulations into the stone axe, and refine the stone axe again.

Unexpectedly, I dreamed that Xuandu's clothes were tattered, and he mended them overnight, and unconsciously refined the stone axe into a needle.

In fact, the stone needle is not only her demon weapon, but also her witch war soldier, it not only sucks spiritual energy but also sucks evil qi, it is a foreign body that is not a demon or a witch, today she first opened a blood pool to establish a foundation for it, and used the innate wind forbidden drawn from the wind bead to fuse it with the root.

She has already helped it lay the foundation, and from then on it depends on itself how far it can go, she has a very partial preference for it, originally this wind forbidden she wanted to break into the primordial middle, and after thinking about it, she still gave it.

The Taichu Changqin is her only qin, and it is also her treasure to protect the path, and many of her spells have to be pretended to be Taichu to exert their power, but today she resolutely favored the stone needle.

Good steel is to be used on the blade, she will pour all the resources into one, will not be scattered, her demon refining: blood refining, qi refining, and divine refining are all poured into the stone needle, even the Great Wind Demon Pill She is also prepared for the stone needle, pushing the strongest up and making it stronger.

Shi Ji has always had her own ideas, she has never been an insatiable person, and she doesn't have much obsession with magic weapons.

She never picks up other people's magic weapons, first, it is unnecessary, other people's magic weapons have been sacrificed and practiced for hundreds of years and have been killed by her, can she take them and spend time to practice them to exert greater power than the original owner? Since it is useless, why pick it up!

Isn't it possible to pick up a lot of chicken ribs and put them in front of her eyes to disturb her heart, her piano heart is single-minded, and her Dao heart is also clean.

Shi Ji actually has his own opinion on the Lingbao for a long time, the innate Lingbao of the flood is endless, each has its own wonderful use, the Lingbao is mutually reinforcing, no Lingbao dares to say that it is invincible, if there is, it may be the Pangu axe.

Lingbao is born in response to the laws of heaven and earth, the way of heaven is great, the most important thing is to check and balance, there will be no completely unrestrained spirit treasure, the biggest role of the innate spirit treasure in her opinion should be to suppress luck and bring its own law to help people realize the Tao.

She now has two innate spirit treasures in her hands, a high-grade jade slab, which she left in the White Bone Cave and did not dare to bring it out, it is precisely because she did not bring it out that her heart is very steady, and there is a medium-grade innate spirit root immortal tea guarded, and it is foolproof in the cave.

Now there are high-grade innate spirit treasures, middle-grade innate spirit roots, and innate cave mansions to suppress her luck, as long as she can take it, she is not afraid of being unable to suppress it.

She has a congenital high-grade innate spirit treasure, she has never dared to mention it to the witch, not only that, but she also took the initiative to take out the immortal tea to disturb the witch's sight.

Until now, Shi Ji still suspected that the witch had other plans for her, judging from the witch woman's disdain for the immortal tea, the only thing that attracted her in her hand was the jade slab that was forcibly left behind by her and the immortal tea.

In addition to these two innate things, she also has a low-grade innate spirit treasure handkerchief in her hand, which was given to her by the Queen Mother of the West, she wanted to sacrifice and practice many times, but she has not practiced it until now, and every time she is always interrupted by such and such things, and slowly her mind will fade.

"Wow!"

Shi Ji raised his eyebrows and rose into the air.