Blue Moon 023 Ghost Face Man
The glimmer of golden light from the golden paper flew out of Ye Xin's palm and wrapped around the charred gourd. Ye Xin's eyes showed a look of expectation, staring at the little gourd tightly, hoping that under the golden light, the little gourd would be able to react strangely!
The page of the primordial gold medal in Ye Xin's body was silent for three years, without a trace of fluctuation, which made Ye Xin feel that this thing had been scrapped. But in the secret realm of Tianchi, the sword-shaped jade pendant of the Fantasy Divine Sword made the primordial golden medal react and successfully obtained the Snow Dance Sword Technique, which made Ye Xin overjoyed. After that day, Ye Xin tried to take the initiative to communicate with the original gold medal many times, but failed to cause a single response.
Today, the little gourd that was scorched by the divine fire reached Ye Xin's palm in a thrilling way, and it magically made the primordial golden medallion tremble, and a golden light flew out and wrapped around his body. This is something that Ye Xin did not expect at all, he was frightened and desperate a moment ago, and he was surprised and looking forward to it at this moment.
Ye Xin held his breath, and he didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the active reaction of the original gold medal. Although the little gourd has been scorched by the divine fire, the whole gourd is black, like black charcoal, but it can survive in the divine fire and cause the reaction of the primordial golden medal, it is definitely not ordinary!
At this time, the six people who had just been burned by the divine fire were all turned into ashes and disappeared in front of the immortal gate. Feng Qingwan's face was moved, just now Ye Xin was also hit by the divine fire, but he never thought that the flame would be extinguished in Ye Xin's hands. She walked over and followed Ye Xin's gaze to see the charcoal-like and black smoke in his hand, and couldn't help but ask in surprise: "This piece of black charcoal seems to be a small gourd?" As she spoke, she subconsciously stretched out her hand and picked up the small gourd from Ye Xin's palm, and after finding that her hand was stained with a lot of black ash, she put it back into Ye Xin's palm in disgust.
I saw that the little gourd was touched by Feng Qingwan, and the golden light wrapped around the gourd body was like seeing a natural enemy, and quickly drilled back into Ye Xin's palm, shrank down the arm to the dantian range, and then merged into the original golden medal. After the little gourd was put back, the original gold medallion had returned to silence, like a pool of stagnant water, and there was no reaction.
Ye Xin opened his eyes wide and remained motionless, waited silently for two minutes, and shook the small gourd in his palm unwillingly, and after confirming that there was no reaction at all, he slowly raised his head, his eyes with an invisible flame, and looked at Feng Qingwan in front of him.
"What, are you trying to hit me?" Feng Qingwan saw Ye Xin's eyes full of anger, and for some reason, she winked at Ye Xin.
She just took it in her hand and looked at it, why did Ye Xin react so much?!
"Okay, I see, the black ash will be returned to you. Feng Qingwan stretched out her palm again and smeared the black ash on her hand on Ye Xin's arm.
"Miss!" Ye Xin suddenly withdrew his palm, hid the charred black gourd in his arms, stomped his feet and howled, his heart dripping blood. Will the little gourd that can survive under the divine fire be mortal? Can it be moved casually? Finally, the original golden medal has a reaction, the golden light comes out, and I don't dare to breathe for a while, and your eldest lady comes up and plays with it, and there is nothing!
"What the hell is going on?" Feng Qingwan saw Ye Xin's reaction, frowned and asked, "Can't the little gourd be touched?"
Ye Xinyan smiled bitterly, sighed for a while, took out the little gourd again, put it in the palm of his hand and looked at it: "Hey, forget it, it's all black charcoal, even if it's a baby, it's useless." After saying that, he wanted to throw the little gourd back into the divine fire, but he was still unwilling, and slowly put it back in his arms and put it away.
"The little girl will stop running away and leave the treasure!"
At this time, a voice sounded not far from the two, and the two couldn't help but look up.
I saw a girl with clear eyebrows and an ethereal temperament running over under the pursuit of four big men in Mai with knives.
"Hey, it's that little Taoist. Ye Xin recognized this girl at a glance, it was the Qingzi Taoist priest he met in the barbecue city last night. Her Senior Brother Zhang had just been extinguished in the divine fire.
"Zhou Tian Dao Pan!" Feng Qingwan's breathing suddenly shortened, and the metal pointer in her hand suddenly vibrated wildly. Ye Xin followed Feng Qingwan's gaze and saw a metal disc held in the arms of the Qing Daughter Taoist.
Qing'er also saw Ye Xin and Feng Qingwan, and a light obviously shone in her panicked eyes, and she hurriedly ran to the two of them. When the four big men in sackcloth who were chasing her saw this scene, they all stopped not far away, looking at Ye Xin and the three of them carefully.
"You, Brother Wuzhi's friend?" Before Ye Xin could speak, Qing'er's little Taoist priest flashed his big eyes, looking at Ye Xin and Feng Qingwan expectantly.
Brother Wuzhi??What the hell??Is that bald donkey's charm so great?!This little Taoist priest looks quite clever, how can he be confused and deceived by Wuzhi's goods!
"Yes, Master Wuzhi and I are good brothers in life and death. Although Ye Xin scolded Wuzhi angrily in his heart, he still responded with a smile on his face, Tianchi battled, and he and Wuzhi were also born and died.
"Miss Qing'er, can you give me the disc in your arms, this thing is a relic of my Feng family ancestors, and it is useless to you. Feng Qingwan suppressed her excitement, if it felt right, this metal disc was the ancestral relic she was looking for.
Qing'er Little Daoist glanced at the disc, his smart eyes instantly bent into a crescent moon, and said with a soft smile: "Sister Feng is so good-looking, of course you can give it to Sister Feng." I just felt that the disc was very close to me, so I picked it up and brought it with me. ”
Feng Qingwan took the disc, and when the disc started, it began to vibrate violently. In the surprised eyes of the three of them, the hands and the disc suddenly detached and flew into the air, slowly merging together, blooming with golden light. The metal hands slowly rotate on the disk, and an illusion of a Taoist Bagua diagram spreads out on the disk.
Ye Xin was surprised in his heart, the metal pointer that looked unreliable just now was really not a compass. This should be the Zhou Tian Avenue Pan that Feng Qingwan said just now, and it is really a treasure.
The Dao Pan shone with golden light in the air, and after Feng Qingwan said "Give me the Dharma", he sat cross-legged, sealed his hands on the Dao Pan, and chanted words in his mouth, as if he was refining and subduing this divine object through a secret method.
"Little girl, leave the treasure behind and let you live. The four men in sackcloth raised their broadswords and roared at the three of them, with a fierce momentum.
Ye Xin blocked Feng Qingwan behind him, glanced at Qing'er thoughtfully, and said, "Sister Qing, did you take any treasures from these uncles? Ye Xin sighed slightly, if you don't do it, it's better not to do it, after all, your injuries have not healed, and now it is the right thing to protect Feng Qingwan.
"Treasures, treasures... Qing'er hesitated for a while, did she just hand over the treasure she had finally grabbed?
"Whoever stands in my way will be killed!" Feng Qingwan's cold voice sounded behind Ye Xin. The most important treasure on Qing'er's body, the metal disc, had already been given to Feng Qingwan, so it was naturally impossible to hand it over.
Ye Xinyan was stunned, and his right hand slowly lifted the Absolute Immortal Ancient Sword. It seems that a big war cannot be avoided.
"Hey, the four uncles are all elderly, why do they come out to fight and kill and fight for treasures?
"Big brother, look at the woman behind this young man, it must be a treasure too!" a man in sackcloth whispered to another man in sackcloth beside him, a look of greed in his eyes. Just now they saw a golden glow, but they didn't want to make a difference. The young man in front of him was obviously not an ordinary person, and they were not in trouble for no reason. But at this time, the other party already has the intention to do it, and they have no scruples!
The four of them looked at each other for a moment, confirming their eyes. "Kill!" The four of them roared angrily and raised their big swords to attack Ye Xin.
Ye Xin has devoted himself to the study of the Absolute Immortal Ancient Sword during this time, and naturally he has gained something, even if his injuries have not recovered at this time, but the power of the ancient sword is not something that everyone can stop!
"Bell-" Ye Xinqiang took a breath and shuttled between the four people, the sword shadow fluttered, and he seemed to be able to deal with the four reckless men. The strength of the four people was obviously very huge, and when they attacked, they were majestic, and when they collided with the Absolute Immortal Ancient Sword, there were bursts of energy vibrating in the air.
"Hey, isn't that the four heroes of Mobei? Why can't it be a teenager?" Two middle-aged people appeared not far away, and when they saw the fight, one of them exclaimed in a low voice.
"That young man, his martial arts are also extremely high, and the ancient sword in his hand is not ordinary. The other person's eyes narrowed, and he sighed and said with envy: "At such an age, such an achievement, he has already surpassed you and me." ”
As soon as the two finished speaking, another hoarse voice sounded.
"The four brothers of the Cheng family in Mobei became famous in Mobei a year ago because of the sudden increase in strength and the defeat of wolves with their bare hands. Now it seems that not only does he have brute strength, but he also has quite attainments in knife skills. The tone of the hoarse voice changed, and he said, "It's a pity that I can't beat that young man." In that case, let me do it. ”
A man in a fancy costume appeared on a high slope not far away, wearing a strange bronze grimace mask, and his voice was hoarse, obviously not real.
The ghost-faced man glanced at Feng Qingwan, who was sitting cross-legged, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he snorted coldly, jumped down from the high slope, and a slender sword appeared in his hand, stabbing straight towards Feng Qingwan.
Feng Qingwan felt the fierce aura, opened her eyes suddenly, and looked at the ghost-faced man coldly. A hint of coolness flashed in the ghost-faced man's heart, but the speed of the sword did not decrease, and he stabbed straight down!
Ye Xinqiang held on to his injuries, used the power of the ancient sword to fight against the four masters, and noticed the situation on Feng Qingwan's side. The two glanced at each other, Feng Qingwan silently closed her eyes again, and sacrificed Zhou Tian Dao Pan without distraction. The tacit understanding formed in a hundred years, Ye Xin understood. The slender sword couldn't hurt her in the first realm.
The sword blade approached, and Qing'er on the side saw that Feng Qingwan had no intention of resisting, and Ye Xin seemed to be surrounded by a man in sackcloth and couldn't come back, and he was in a hurry. The sword blade was about to stab Feng Qingwan, but Qing'er made a decision, drew her sword, and blocked it in front of Feng Qingwan.
Seeing this scene, Ye Xin's eyes widened instantly, what is this girl doing?!
The ghost-faced man didn't seem to expect this scene, and after snorting coldly, his sword intent was even worse, as if he wanted to penetrate the girl blocking in front of him!
Qing'er watched the tip of the sword approach, and the chill locked by the killing intent instantly permeated his whole body!
Ye Xin secretly sighed, closed his eyes, and then opened his eyes suddenly. At this moment, an inexplicable aura emanated from the Absolute Immortal Ancient Sword. I saw that the ancient sword was raised, and after shaking the big swords of the four people, it came to Qing'er in an instant, blocking the tip of the ghost-faced man's sword at the limit distance!
"How is it possible at this speed?!" the ghost-faced man was stunned, forgetting to speak hoarsely for a while, and subconsciously exclaimed in a normal voice.