Ying Zhong's cultivation was almost overwhelming.

But Song Qingshu had no choice, he had to take the spirit bead away, judging from the current situation of the sect master, he had to absorb enough cultivation of the cultivators of the Ruins Realm, otherwise the snatched body would backfire.

"Oh?" Ying Zhong suddenly laughed, "You think you can beat me?"

Song Qingshu shook his head, then walked away and started directly.

The moment the nine-foot jade was knocked into the air, the hidden dragon jumped out of his sleeve with a long roar, supported his figure, and then carried him and then rushed violently.

Duan was useless and couldn't let him delay Ying Zhong's matter, so he raised his sword and took the initiative to catch up, reversing the negative attitude just now.

"Why!" The nine-foot jade flicked her wrist, and the jade fan was full of fierce energy, and it made a loud sound on the useless sword.

Duan Wufu's eyes were very flat, and there was no guilt, the long sword in his hand danced several sword flowers, hitting the side of the nine-foot jade again and again, and was blocked by the hidden dragon, "I haven't seen you for a few days, and my cultivation seems to have made great progress,"

He even commented on the nine-foot jade as usual.

The nine-foot jade was furious, and with a shake of his arms, the hidden dragon circled around him and directly submerged into his body, and then his momentum soared, and his spiritual power doubled in his sleeves.

But it was very difficult to kill his subordinates in front of Ying Zhong.

And the nine-foot jade has just broken through.

The fire around them suddenly went out, and the original fighting stopped and everything seemed to suddenly fall silent.

Jiang Congyou in the distance had already fallen, and there were very few disciples guarding the gate who could still stand, Li Chengfeng was already a big victory, but even he stopped.

Everyone was in a state of madness, and their eyes were lost.

The sound of music like jade beads falling on the plate flowed out from under the fingers of the bell, and he rolled the strings with his four fingers, and the listener was fascinated by the sound of the music. The music of the nine-fingered pipa bell is something more terrifying than Song Qingshu's Returning to the Ruins Phantom Array.

Under enlightenment, there is no invincible.

After a song, Ying Zhong raised his arm, and there was a thin sword under the pipa, only to see him holding the sword with four fingers, and it was a stab at the nine-foot jade, which was his vital point.

The moment this sword pierced into the chest of the nine-foot jade, the hidden dragon roared and rushed out directly from the nine-foot jade's body, and its strength was so crazy that Ying Zhong was busy connecting the dots on his toes and flying back to avoid it.

And it was this gap that the nine-foot jade's eyes were instantly clear, and he took a few steps in a row, and the edge of the water stop in his hand flashed, and he stabbed directly in the useless chest.

"Cough ......" spurted blood from his useless mouth, and he also came to his senses.

He glanced down at his chest, the long sword in his hand was about to stab, and was held by the other hand of the nine-foot jade with his bare hand.

Blood stained the body of the sword, and Ying Zhong stabbed it with the long sword very impatiently, but the nine-foot jade had already submerged the entire water into Duan's useless chest.

Then he jerked out the water, splattering him with useless blood.

Ying Zhong's sword pierced the air, he didn't use the sword well, but he just took advantage of a pipa.

Duan Wufu covered his chest and fell to the ground with a bang, and the blood in his chest continued to gush out, dripping all over the ground. Ying Zhong walked to his side, his sleeves moved, and the blood on his chest stopped, and the flesh and blood healed between breaths, and he didn't even need Ying Zhong's help, he stood up straight.

Nine-foot jade, who had witnessed all this, already knew what was going on.

In addition to being the best at pipa and having a fierce name, Ying Zhong also has an alias - puppet master.

"You made him a puppet. Nine Feet Jade said coldly.

Ying Zhong's narrow eyes glanced at the nine-foot jade, and raised his hand to put it on the useless shoulder, "It was he who begged me to make him a puppet." ”

Duan Wufu then drew his sword, and this time, there was less emotion on his face. After being made into a puppet, the living person will only replace the heart at first, and as the puppet master transforms it again and again, the puppet will gradually lose its original seven emotions and six desires.

In the end, he became a real ignorant and unconscious puppet.

Why is it useless? How did it end up like this?

The fan bone intersected with the sword body, and the nine-foot jade had already attacked.

And Ying Zhong leisurely walked in front of Song Qingshu with a sword, unlike others, Song Qingshu is still conscious, but he can't move.

"If I kill you, do you say that Song Yi will fight with me?" Ying Zhong approached Song Qingshu, not caring about the furrow on his face.

Song Qingshu sneered, "You can try." ”

"That's it......" Ying Zhong straightened up, raised his finger and pointed between Song Qingshu's eyebrows, he immediately unshackled and staggered back.

"I helped your dog once, and that's what you did to me. Song Qingshu clenched the ruins in his hands.

Ying Zhong had already put away his sword into the pipa, turned around and wanted to leave, and after listening to his words, he looked back at him, "At that time, it was a little selfish to help him, you probably understood it yourself, is this spirit bead ......" He turned his wrist, and his fingertips pinched the spirit bead again.

He pinched the spirit bead and shook it at Song Qingshu, "Your sect master needs five, but now you are only using Fang Yanzhi to offset half of it, I have always been generous, and for the rest, you can ask Song Yi to come to me to get it." ”

But how could Song Qingshu let him go, Gui Rui turned around under his palm, and the demonic energy was churning.

Ying Zhong was just about to pluck the strings, when suddenly, the sky changed suddenly, and thunder and lightning struck in the dark clouds.

Ying Zhong frowned, took a few steps to mention the uselessness of the nine-foot jade, and avoided it. The nine-foot jade, who suddenly lost his opponent, naturally noticed Song Qingshu's strangeness, Ying Zhong didn't dare to step forward, but he dared.

When there is no one to protect the Dharma when the realm is broken, there is an opportunity to take advantage of it, and of course one less scourge is counted as one.

The nine-foot jade closed the jade fan and made a dagger shape and pointed directly at Song Qingshu's neck.

Probably reading before Song Qingshu to help, Ying Zhong turned around, his fingers flicked, and the music visibly hit a few strong winds, and the sound of the nine-foot jade fan was missed.

If this blow was light, the nine-foot jade was hit by that strength and his body was unstable, so he missed the opportunity.

Seeing the cyan thunder falling from the clouds, the nine-foot jade could only fly sideways, rolling to avoid it, and the place where he was standing just now was immediately hit by this thunder and the ground collapsed.

Unlike Daomen cultivators who break through the realm, the Demon Sect walks with demonic energy, and every time it encounters a breakthrough, it needs to bear the green thunder. is a little different from the purple thunder that represents the way of heaven, this green thunder will make the demon cultivator wash his bones and cut the marrow and temper the flesh.

But that kind of pain is no less than scraping bones and flesh, and it is only for the demon cultivation when the realm is broken, if it is a bystander, it is just an unprovoked suffering, and it has no effect.

And across the realm of returning to the ruins, the demon cultivator needs to bear the double nine green thunder.

"Ahh

The nine-foot jade can avoid the green thunder, which can be regarded as escaping, and the rain master not far from Song Qingshu suffered, he was lying on the ground and was affected by the thunder, and he rolled out in scorched black.

Boom again, the second green thunder came.