"Hand over the Buddha Seal Golden Lotus!"

The biting cold light fell on Rong Hui's sensitive neck, the slightest coolness drilled into the bone and blood from the skin, the blood seemed to be frozen, so cold that Rong Hui shivered, she slowly opened her eyes crushed by the ice, and Cai Wei's cold and hideous face was reflected in her eyes, as if she had a deep hatred with her, Rong Hui did not doubt that her sword-wielding hand would be raised in the next moment, and let her body be separated.

Cai Wei clenched the long sword, her hand pressed down, slashed Rong Hui's delicate neck, and scarlet and piercing blood leached, "I repeat, hand over the Buddha Seal Golden Lotus!"

Rong Hui moved her arm, and suddenly found that her body was tied to the ground by thumb-thick green vines, and even five fingers were tied separately, not giving her any chance to resist.

Rong Hui frowned, "What do you want the Buddha Seal Golden Lotus to do?"

Cai Wei's charm was originally useful, but now it threatens her, and there is no need to let her live.

Rong Hui quietly burned the vines on the ground with the Samadhi True Fire, she felt that Cai Wei was very familiar, who it was, she couldn't remember it at once.

"Save people. Cai Wei's hateful eyes stared at Rong Hui, the anger of hatred burned her delicate face hideously, and the anger in her heart erupted, she gritted her teeth and said: "The people who were abandoned by you, the people who were abandoned by you, the people who were ruined by you!"

Seeing her so angry, Rong Hui only felt funny in his heart, and said angrily: "There are countless souls under this seat, I don't know who you are talking about, it's probably a nobody, dirty dust, why does this seat care about it?"

"Yunhe!" Cai Wei roared, saliva sprayed on Rong Hui's face, "Yunhe poured ten lifetimes of mold before he met a master like you, he went to the soup for you, and he was deeply affectionate to you, but you ignored the friendship between master and apprentice, expelled him from the master's door, and sent people to chase and kill all the way, Rong Hui, you are so ruthless!"

Mentioning Yunhe, Rong Hui sneered, she had been extrajudicial in letting Yunhe go.

Otherwise, with him digging up the doppelganger Jin Dan, he almost broke the feud of the doppelganger immortal fate, and died hundreds of times.

The doppelganger forgave Yunhe before his death.

Yunhe is three hundred years later, Rong Hui's most beloved disciple, she raised her noble hand and put it again.

Now that Rong Hui was threatened by this ghost who didn't know whether to live or die, her heart was full of anger, and she said coldly: "What if I don't give this seat?"

"If you don't give it to me, I'll kill you!" Cai Wei knew that Rong Hui was seriously injured, and acted more and more boldly, and the natal fairy sword pressed Rong Hui's bloody wound, and went down a little deeper, "After you die, the Qiankun bag will fall naturally without the restraint of the master, and I can also get the Buddha Seal Golden Lotus, so you should thank me for giving you this opportunity to repent." ”

"You give me a chance, are you worthy?" Rong Hui sneered, broke free from the shackles of the vines in the lightning, broke the sword across his neck with his backhand, condensed into hundreds of iron nails and inserted them into Cai Wei's body, and then stood up, his face as white as jade was full of murderous intent, "This seat said, you'd better settle down, since you can't do it, then die!"

Rong Hui poured the qi of sharp gold into Cai Wei's body, sealed his hands, and said coldly: "Yunhe has been expelled from the division by this seat, whether he is dead or alive, and who is chasing and killing me, what does it matter to me?" This seat tells you that he died a thousand times, ten thousand times, even if he was blown into powder in front of this seat, it only made me sick." ”

Cai Wei thought that Rong Hui was extremely weak and had no power to resist, but she didn't expect that she was thousands of times stronger than she imagined, and the shadow ghost vines that could trap the out-of-body realm could not restrain her, and her cultivation was unfathomable

Cai Wei's face was as pale as paper, and then, she looked at her body flying into the air in horror, and screamed, "You...... What are you doing!"

I was actually separated!

Unknowingly, the corpses are separated.

Rong Hui snapped her fingers, and the murderous sword intent turned into a shredder under her control, slicing Cai Wei's body into pieces.

But Cai Wei's head and meaning clearly knew all this, she could only watch, powerlessly look at the body that was twisted into powder, the horror that made her soul tremble reached the boiling point, she screamed hysterically, "Ah——!"

At the end, Rong Hui said lightly: "A thousand cuts, this seat didn't lie to you." ”

Cai Wei let out a hoarse scream, a terrible scream, and her world completely collapsed.

Rong Hui snapped his fingers again, and the Samadhi True Fire burned that one to ashes.

There was a slight pain in her neck, Rong Hui took out the wound medicine and wiped it carefully, she looked around, only to find that this place was no longer a seminary, but an isolated island in a paradise, with a strong aura and flowers on the island.

The most striking thing is that there is a bronze door in the east that reaches into the sky.

"This should be Yingzhou. ”

Rong Hui Imperial Sword flew to the bronze gate, and after flying for a long time, he didn't see that the distance was shortened by half a minute, but it became farther and farther.

There are quirks.

Rong Hui's heart sank, she sat on the Liuyun Sword and overlooked the entire Yingzhou Island, and a strange feeling was born in her heart.

"There's a ghostly spirit. Rong Hui took a deep breath of cold air, "It's very light." ”

It's so faint that you can't sense it if you don't smell it carefully.

Ghostly aura filled the air, wisps by wisp, like mist.

Rong Hui flew to the southeast of Yingzhou Island along the ghost qi, and found that there were traces of a fight in front of her, she hid her figure and chased after the traces, and soon saw the young palace master fighting with a ghost cultivator, both of whom were out-of-body realm cultivators, and they fought up and down.

The ghost cultivator was dressed in a narrow-sleeved robe, and the dark red robe was stuck with cobweb-like blood vessels, as thick as a thumb, and as thin as hair, and there was a terrifying grimace on each vein.

The young palace master has never fought with the real ghost correction face, even if he has a top-notch pupil technique, he was extremely embarrassed by the ghost cultivation of Penglai Pavilion, and the arms, thighs and even back were bitten out of pitted wounds, deep to the bones, and the wounds were bubbling with deadly black gas, and he drilled into his flesh and blood.

The snipe and the clam compete, and the fisherman profits.

Rong Hui glanced at it and left without interest.

"Where to go!"

A cold scolding rang out from behind.

Rong Hui turned his head to look at the Penglai Pavilion ghost cultivator who appeared behind him at some point, Zhou Sheng's murderous aura exploded, and he said indifferently: "You go up in your heart." ”

The ghost cultivator really looked at Rong Hui, who stepped on the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, like a killing god, and said in surprise: "Ethereal Illusion Mansion Rong Cao?!"

No, Rong Cao should be in retreat at this time, how could he be here?

Ghost Xiu couldn't figure it out.

But Rong Hui gave him the feeling of being on the edge of the abyss too familiar.

Ghost Xiu's throat tightened, and he stumbled: "Yes...... I'm sorry to bother, this fellow Daoist, as long as you leave quickly, I promise you will be safe. ”

Somehow, Ghost Xiu felt that the person in front of him was even more terrifying than Rong Cao.

"But I can't guarantee you'll be okay. Rong Hui summoned Liuyun, tilted his head and smiled, but his voice was gloomy and terrifying, "I am the most warm-hearted person, I hate ghost cultivation with living people as sacrifices in this life, you have cultivated to the out-of-body realm, and there are at least tens of thousands of people who die in your hands." ”

Seeing that Rong Hui knew his cultivation method well, the ghost cultivator was horrified in his heart, and hurriedly summoned the soul attracting flag, and as soon as the long flag was raised, hundreds of thousands of powerful ghosts were like floods that opened the floodgates, and the banner ghosts that covered the sky and the sun swarmed up.

Rong Hui split the haze in front of him with a sword, and the Samadhi True Fire encountered the ghost cultivator like oil, and the tongue of fire rolled up, enjoying the food.

Seeing this, the ghost cultivator knew that something was wrong, so he used secret techniques to escape.

As soon as he became invisible, he was trapped in it by the terrifying murderous aura.

"There are realm restrictions in the Dachen Realm and the Xiaochen Realm, and they can't come down if they are not in the combined realm. Liuyun crossed the neck of the ghost cultivator, and the aura of sharp gold nailed it to the ground, Rong Hui said coldly: "Say, where did you come from, when did you arrive in the Xiaochen Realm, and what did you want to do here." ”

The murderous aura of sharp gold is like boiling hot iron pouring the ghost cultivator's whole body, making him unable to survive or die.

Ghost Xiu screamed: "Who the hell are you, how do you know about Penglai Pavilion!"

"Am I stupid?" Rong Hui frowned and said: "Tell you my name so that Penglai Pavilion can trouble me?" You only have one choice, that is, don't try to deceive this seat, my understanding of Penglai Pavilion is ten million times stronger than yours. ”

The people who know you best are often your enemies.

After dealing with Penglai Pavilion for hundreds of years, Rong Hui knows what method to use to torture ghost cultivators the most. The Seven Realms

The ghost qi is from yin to cold, and it is most restrained with the true fire of samadhi and the qi of sharp gold.

Yang Qi enters the body of the ghost cultivator, like a flame entering the ice cube, dissolving the ghost qi, which is comparable to the pain of cutting the heart.

"I said!" Ghost Xiu grinned in pain, "I only know that we were ordered to welcome Elder Fang back to Penglai Pavilion, and by the way, we seized the Bronze Gate, and took the road on the side of the Three Rivers....... Let me die, give me pleasure!"

Ghost Xiu's eyes were red, and he rolled on the ground in pain, "You promised me!"

Rong Hui pinched his palm, and the sharp gold qi rushed from the ghost cultivator's body to the heavenly spirit cover, giving him a good time.

"The door on the side of the Three Rivers is with me, I remember that the key is not for a lifetime, is there an undercover agent in the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion, or is there something wrong with my body?"

Rong Hui once tried to use the Penglai Pavilion secret technique to break through the boundary between the Xiaochen realm and the Dachen realm, and passed the caution to Shen Yu.

However, it was all in vain.

"Penglai Pavilion is anxious to find Fang Xingyun's clone, it must be because there is something wrong with his body. ”

What went wrong Rong Hui didn't know, she only remembered that she had been in ontological retreat for three hundred years, during which she had accepted Yun He and Rong Rong as disciples, Fang Xingyun had disappeared in the Dachen Realm, and only a few words came from the Immortal Realm occasionally.

"We have to speed up our cultivation. Rong Hui summoned Liuyun and sat on it, "Two realms can reach the Dachen realm, and when the Kyushu Dabi is over, I will have to retreat for a long time." ”

Rong Hui flew towards the bronze door, this time she seemed to have found the right way, there was a Quartet Banner Ghost Formation set up here, she took a lot of effort to break through the formation, and then took out the reincarnation bead and ran towards the four holes in the bronze door.

"Boom!"

In the dark night, a blinding light pierced the darkness, like a crack in the night, revealing white flesh and blood, which had no beauty and only made people afraid.

The bronze door slowly opened.

Rong Hui stepped a little down and was about to jump into the door.

Suddenly, she sensed a red light shooting from behind her and hurriedly avoided it.

The young palace master was like a flexible flying crane, flying towards the bronze door.

Rong Hui went up with his sword, and with a flash of sword light, he directly took the head of the young palace master.

The young palace master was not in a hurry, and summoned a black, taller and longer knife than him, and blocked it with his backhand.

"Phew!"

The two out-of-body realm powerhouses fought, and the mountains around the bronze gate cracked.

Rong Hui pointed at the weakness of the young palace master.

The young palace master was not soft, and his majestic strength slashed towards Rong Hui's neck.

The two did not give in to each other, and each was not lightly injured.

Fighting, Rong Hui suddenly found that she and the young palace master had entered the bronze door.

At the same time, the two sensed a terrifying force behind them flying inside like eagle claws, trying to pull the two of them out of the bronze door.

"It's not good, it's the master of the Merge Realm!" The young palace master's immature face showed a hint of fear, "Quickly collect the reincarnation beads, the bronze door is closed, he can't enter!"

Rong Hui fought several times in one night, her spiritual power was damaged, and she was no longer able to cultivate with the Penglai Pavilion ghosts who were two realms higher than herself, and immediately withdrew the reincarnation bead.

"Boom !!"

The bronze door slammed shut, blocking the Penglai Pavilion Ghost Cultivator from the door.

Rong Hui and the young palace master inside the door were stunned by the terrifying power of the bronze door, and they didn't know where they fell.

Rong Hui was woken up by the dragon chant in her body, she opened her eyes, and found herself on a mirror lake, with no five fingers around her, and no starry sky when she looked up, and the silence was terrifying.

The Divine Dragon Law Aspect didn't know when it broke out, and it circled uneasily, swimming anxiously to the west.

Ronghui is nourished by the wood spirit bead and the blue sea divine dragon law, and the spiritual power has been restored.

Rong Hui staggered and followed the dragon.

I don't know how long it took, a golden light suddenly appeared in front of him, and the Divine Dragon Law Ministers became excited, urging Rong Hui to move quickly.

Following the light, Rong Hui saw a giant dragon vertebrae dozens of zhang long straddling the mirror lake, and the blue sea god dragon law couldn't wait to lie up, revealing four, and the keel formed a box as a whole.

"Aang—"

A dragon's roar as loud as a morning bell rang out on the Mirror Lake.

Rong Hui was infected by Shenlong's happy emotions, and the corners of his mouth curved.

"I didn't expect the Immortal Yin Sect's Blue Sea Divine Dragon Law to be taken away by you. ”

The young palace master who appeared at some point raised his swollen face, "You're really lucky." ”

Rong Hui put away the law and keel, as if facing a great enemy: "If you want to fight, you will fight!"

"Not interested. The young palace master shook his head and said in disgust: "It's dirty." ”

Rong Hui's face was very ugly, and she was about to speak, when she suddenly sensed that there were traces of ice cracking under her feet, and it was the mirror lake cracking.

Rong Hui flew into the air, and the fragments of the shattered Mirror Lake flew high into the air.

Reflects a small body.

Rong Hui fixed his eyes and saw that it was the young palace master.

Rong Hui turned her head sideways and saw the young palace master's face surprised, she glanced at the lenses in front of the young palace master, it was still the young palace master's own.

After reading tens of thousands of lenses, Rong Hui found that the young palace master was really the child identified by the ancestor of the Qingyun Sect.

His life was not only ruined, but also completely used as a tool.

Qingyun Sect let him practice the pupil technique, let him take the path of ghost cultivation, he died when he was eight years old, and his body was only eight years old forever.

And the other side.

The young palace master didn't see Rong Hui's past and present life, but he saw the scene thousands of years ago, when eleven monks entered the ruins of the burial place to choose children.

At the same time, the scene of the fall of the Rong Hui Dynasty also appeared strangely in front of his eyes.

Rong Hui and him are like items on the shelf, for people to pick from.

"Boom. ”

The lenses are scattered as streamers.

The Young Palace Lord took a deep breath, "Should I call you the Fifth Elder, or the Son of Destiny?"