"Shui Han, have you thought about it"?

Huiyu asked in a low voice. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hmmm"!

The eyes of several spiritual friends gathered. After a year of running-in, Shui Han has become the real leader of this team.

"Sold to the House of Affairs".

Although the Lingyou was a little disappointed, he did not refute it. can understand the practice of water cold.

The night faded imperceptibly, and a soft mist rose on the side of the mountain, smeared with a soft milky white, and the white mist of the mountains was rendered hazy and psychedelic.

Shui Han and other spiritual friends appeared on the spiritual path. Follow the black trail to Lingbu. After traveling tens of thousands of miles, the six spirits were stunned. The spiritual port was in ruins, and only a few ruined stone pavilions remained.

It seems that the damage caused by that insect attack was not small! Shui Han saw it once, and after that time, countless scattered spirits returned to Lingbu, and in a short time, Lingbu was rejuvenated. Not so lucky this time. The Scattered Spirits must have lost a lot.

The six spirits walked on the overgrown and dilapidated streets, and their hearts were not good. It had never been so silent, with frost on everyone's face and a pain in their hearts.

After walking for a while, Shui Han couldn't bear to go any further. This spiritual port has been deserted, and the scattered spirits do not know where to retreat.

"Let's go back to the palace"!

The spirits looked depressed and indifferently followed Shui Han away.

The twilight comes from the distant mountains, and the evening scenery is quiet and beautiful, and the indescribable silence is particularly charming. The dew moistens the wilted flowers and plants, there is no wind, the surroundings are unusually quiet, and the air is cool and pleasant.

The sunset darkened the flame-like red, leaving patches of red background, black clouds obscuring half of the sky, and the nearby air seemed to be particularly clear, leaving a bright dark shadow into the valley.

Shui Han suppressed his excitement, his cheeks and ears were red with excitement, and his radiant face shone with anticipation and mature enthusiasm.

In fact, she is not worried, but she has a little excitement and desire in her heart. The excitement was like a flood that had burst the embankment, and it poured down on the face.

These blood affairs have gained a lot, and each spirit friend has obtained more than 100 spirit stones. Even the ant corpse was taken away by the palace with twenty spirit stones. It also caused quite a stir. As soon as the team was disbanded, dozens of spirit friends greeted them and wanted to participate in the next team.

Shui Han didn't have that mind anymore, and with ten days of rest, she wanted to go back and spend a few days with Bian Le, and she wanted to sleep well. Although I practiced at night this year, it was a life of worrying fear.

The gray-black dome began overhead and gradually faded into a faint green smoke bordering the horizon.

Shui Han suddenly stopped and retreated, staring coldly into the distance.

On a quiet night, the moonlight is shining and the cold is blowing. The slightest tattered rotten gas permeated the nose.

Sending out the Flower Venerable, the purple star arrow flew into the distance. Shui Han's figure disappeared.

A cold light burst out in the distance, and the star arrow flew back into his hand. The bald forest crashed into a large ice hole. Shui Han stood outside the stone pavilion with a cold face, and his eyes were barren and withered. There was still the shadow of the medicine field, and even the weeds outside the medicine field were dead all over the place.

"Bian Le ......". Shui Han shouted a few times, but there was not even an echo in the wasteland, as if the sound had been sucked by dry air.

Shui Han looked at Bingling's tree hole, and a wave of anger ignited. Although this kind of ruin is far from the cold air, there is really no reason to be angry.

The star arrow flew into the tree hole with a purple light. In a moment, it flew back again. A drop of powder fell on the palm of his hand, and the vast blood fluttered on his face.

Teng! Shui Han's face was dyed a layer of ice red. Glaring angrily at the hollow of the tree. "Dead monsters play with me".

Another purple light flew into the hollow of the tree. A breath returned to the Flower Zun. There was another drop of pink essence blood in the palm of his hand.

Shui Hanqi's face was blue, and his teeth were clenched, as if they were about to break.

"Dead monster, I'll see how much blood you have left." Another arrow of purple light shot in. After the star arrow flew back, Shui Han didn't even look at it, and shot in one after another. Ten arrows were shot in one go.

"You're too dark, I don't play with you anymore". A gruff sound came from the hollow of the tree.

"If you have the ability, you give it to me".

"I don't go out, you have the ability to come in. Your broken medicine field is none of my business."

"It's none of your business, you come and talk about something every day."

"I'll see how it goes."

"Look at your size".

"I don't have time to worry about you crazy woman."

One by one, one outside the forest, the other inside the cave, scolded each other for a while. The sound in the cave was far away, leaving only the face of the cold water purple.

"Where am I?"

"Dead".

Shui Han's head buzzed. "You come out for me, make it clear".

He shouted a few times, the hollow echo echoed in the forest, and no spirit person responded to him, Shui Han was almost crazy, his body kept trembling, and his eyes glowed red. Looking at the hole in the tree of Bingling, there is nothing to be done.

Such a stop was a day and a night, and the ice monster did not come again. Shui Han dragged his numb legs into the stone pavilion. Sitting weakly on the stone table.

The blood beads in his hand rolled down the table. A cyan glow lit up.

Shui Han's gaze fell on the crystal shaft, and he couldn't help but frown. A few lines of delicate words flashed in the light screen. Shui Han's face slowly recovered, and his hanging heart calmed down. I muttered inwardly. "I said, the old man had strange eyes that day."

After reading Bian Le's message, a bloody light burst into his eyes.

Poof! Xingchenhua suddenly opened its mouth and swallowed the blood beads on the light screen. Shui Han was startled. Thin eyebrows and careful eyes looked at the star flower. This is a drop of essence blood left by Bian Le, said to be the essence blood of the spirit warrior, as a gift for her to break through the blood realm.

What's so strange about the essence blood of the spirit, there is more essence blood of the same origin. The table is full of heterologous essence blood, and the star flower does not devour it, why do you just like this drop of homologous essence blood.

However, it was a gift from Bian Le, and it was swallowed. Shui Han picked up the star flower. "Why are you so greedy, this is what my apprentice left."

Mo Ye sat in the stamen, and his swollen soul body had deflated. Twisting beads of blood, eyelids jumping.

"How can Bian Le have his essence blood"?

Mo Xie was shocked. He couldn't figure out when Bian Le hid his essence and blood?

I can't figure it out no matter how I think about it, and only Bian Le can explain this matter clearly. However, getting this drop of essence blood, Mo Ye was very excited. After coming to the spiritual realm, especially after the "Blood Soul Dafa", the statement in the "Divine Creation" was fulfilled. He had always wanted to find Qin Yue, get the inheritance bloodline from Qin Yue, refine the essence blood, and use it to reshape the spirit body.

Qin Yue has not heard from him for a long time, and Mo Xie is so anxious that he ordered the forbidden slave to look for it, but there is no news so far. Suddenly getting such a drop makes it crazy. Twisting beads of blood, I almost jumped.

"Hey, hey, hahaha!" Mo Xie held back again.

Shui Han looked at the crazy shaking star flower, and his eyes burst in shock, ah! You can still laugh! At first, I thought it was an echo of myself, and then I thought it was such a strange sound!

It's weird! Shui Han took the star flower and looked at the budding flower, the layers of petals were wrapped together, and he couldn't realize it at all.

"Is it the reason for cultivating the 'Blood Soul Dafa'?" Shui Han thought about it for a long time and seemed to have found a reason.

"You're really spiritual." Shui Hanxian pointed at the flower head.

Xingchenhua lost her voice and listened quietly to Shui Han's words.

"Hey, if only you were really spiritual, and you could talk to me." Shui Han looked back at the empty stone pavilion, Bian Le left, the team dispersed, looking at the yellowish night and the purple flower shadows, he felt inexplicably lost in his heart, unable to touch the shadow in the moonlight, the figure that accompanied him day and night, was getting farther and farther away. In this bleak night, there are only flowers and shadows .......

The night faded quickly, the two planets became one, and the starlight became even brighter at this time.

Shui Han didn't practice all night, standing in the faint morning light, looking at the barren medicine fields. This year's flower dew and flower soul can't be handed over, and they can't be handed over five spirit stones.

A crystal light fell in front of him. Shui Han looked at Jing Xin, who would look for him.

The crystal letter lit up. A few lines of large text flashed.

After Shui Han read it, he felt strange in his heart. "Why did the Imperial Palace ask him to go to the Blood Transformation Palace".

I haven't heard of what the Blood Transformation Hall is for. But the name is very scary. Even if it is a token of imperial affairs, Shui Han has nothing to worry about, so it is better to take a look.

The water chill escaped into the air, and followed the token's instructions. A few hours later, I came to the dense forest surrounded by the peaks, and the surrounding peaks pointed to the sky, and the sword peaks were close to each other, which was unpredictable. The mountain forest stands on the canopy, covered with green feathers, and the branches are rolling, vigorous and grandiose......

From a distance, there is no way out of this mountain, and the mysterious forest, shaking with the remnants of the mist, is pale and majestic. Under the clear blue sky, it looks solemn and magnificent.

A strong cold wind swept over the treetops, and the sleeping forest immediately awoke from its deep sleep and shook out a mountain path.

Shui Han looked at the token, it should be this place. Descend gently into the trail and climb the stone staircase. The forests on both sides are full of flowers, with snow-white petals and golden stamens, exuding a strong smell.

This is not the aroma, but the smell of the smell made me vomit twice, and I almost vomited, and my tears came out.

It's a corpse stench, disgusting. Shui Han hurriedly closed his breath, and then he came to his senses. Hurry towards the forest.

After passing through the staggered branches and holes, the leaves that covered the sky shone red, like a sea of fire on the treetops.

A majestic temple shadow appeared on the mountain road, looking up, the temple shadow seemed to be pressed down from the sky, obscuring the sky.

Several spirits stood in front of the temple gate like an iron tower, looking down at the water cold that was walking up. "Please show your token".

Shui Han took out the token and shook it gently. The figure appeared in the empty hall, and after a while, dozens of spirits appeared in front of him.

Yan Du, Liao Yi and other spiritual friends waved their hands to her.