The sword name is Feiyan, swift and unparalleled, a sword slashes back, but it falls into the air, the chill penetrates the bone marrow from the back of the neck, Dong Qianli is like falling into an ice cave, and his body can't move. Ding Qiping hung in the air like an upside-down bat, with an eerie sneer on the corner of his mouth, one hand slowly slid down her back, and his middle finger touched all the way down the big vertebrae, Tao Dao, Body Pillar, Shendao, Lingtai, and Zhiyang, and suddenly his fingertips trembled, and a stream of heat rushed into his palm, Dong Qianli scolded angrily, and the Feiyan Sword was like a divine help, stabbing him in the throat.

Dong Qianli has three yin veins, originally couldn't survive the age of eighteen, fortunately thanks to Chu Ge's guidance, refined a yang aperture bead, hidden in the Zhiyang acupoint, to live to this day, Ding Qiping restrained her acupoint with a strange cold air, but he was not vigilant, he was rushed by yang energy, and lost the lead.

The sword light was like a pool of autumn water, and in an instant, the skin on Ding Qiping's throat was attacked by the sword qi, bursting out with dense goosebumps, he suddenly twisted his head, as if he had no bones, his head and neck were twisted aside, and the sword blade flew up to the sky by rubbing his Adam's apple, cutting a deep blood mark, and then closing as before. Before flying a few zhang high, the Feiyan Sword trembled slightly, and the bright blade was eroded by a wisp of black gas, lost control, and fell straight to the ground.

Dong Qianli fought for a gap in the first line, and hurriedly sacrificed the Seven Sons Soul Flag, not caring about reciting the spell, biting the tip of his tongue and spurting a mouthful of blood, the Seven Sons Soul Banner swaggered in the wind, and countless Yin Souls swarmed out. Ding Qiping stretched out his hand and made a move, the Feiyan Sword fell into his palm, and he slashed it away, with a "stab" sound, the soul was extinguished, the yin soul lost its roots, and he ran around in a panic, but he couldn't escape from Fang Yuanzhang Xu's place, Ding Qiping's eyes flashed, he opened his mouth and sucked, his chest and abdomen were raised high, and he continued for dozens of breaths, inhaling all the yin souls into his body, smacking his lips to distinguish the taste, and he didn't seem to be very satisfied.

There was such a big movement, but no one noticed the Erxiang Hall and Tingxue Lu, and it was as silent as death in all directions, Dong Qianli shuddered, clenched his silver teeth, stretched out his hand and patted his chest, and a round yang bead flew out from his back, hanging steadily above his head, and the yang qi sprayed thin, and the light rippled layer by layer like water waves, but it was blocked by an invisible barrier. She subconsciously looked down, and was suddenly startled, only to see the black gas under her feet, coming and going, condensing into countless magic patterns, like a cage, trapping herself.

Ding Qiping grinned, laughing silently, he twisted his body, and swam forward like no bones, Dong Qianli's heart was like a mirror, with her half-hung swordsmanship, it was not enough to defeat the enemy, and with a light snort, the yang bead suddenly swelled in a circle, red as fire, and crashed into Ding Qiping like a star gallop.

Ding Qiping was suspended in the air, not avoiding it, pursing his lips and blowing lightly, the yin soul rushed out, forced by the yang energy, and disappeared in an instant. However, the yin soul was endless, rushing forward one after another, the light of the yang jewelry gradually dimmed, Ding Qiping stretched out his hand, and easily picked it into his hand, and the demonic qi was rolled up, and he had already taken it for himself, and threw it into his mouth and swallowed it.

Dong Qianli's hands and feet are cold, she has done her best, but like a child's struggle, she can't even lift half of the waves, she clenched her hands, her nails pierced deep into her palms, and she was about to fight to the death, Ding Qiping was ghostly, pressed on the back of her neck again, and the cold instantly engulfed her, this time, there was no yang bead to help her escape, Dong Qianli fell into the darkness of despair.

Ding Qiping threw himself on her back, pressed her to the ground, tore her robe to shreds, stroked the smooth back, the waist socket of the lower back, obeyed the youthful impulses, the desires of the heart, and acted recklessly. For the Heavenly Demon, the pleasure of the flesh is purely chicken ribs, and it is difficult for the disciples of the Dao Sect to bring the pleasure of conquest, and after venting several times, Dong Qianli's essence is exhausted and turned into a withered corpse. Youth, arrogant, in the blink of an eye, the cruelty of fate is nothing more than this.

Ding Qiping stood up, the magic patterns scattered on the ground were collected in his body like a spiritual snake, and he set his eyes on the obscure Tingxue Lu, where only Chu Ge and Gui Yun were left, two lonely souls and wild ghosts, unaware and ignorant. The essence is flowing in the body, Dong Qianli is worthy of being Chu Ge's beloved apprentice, a body of essence yuan, far beyond the reach of those junior disciples, he is distracted by two purposes, while urging the magic power to refine the essence element, while walking towards Tingxue Lu.

Silent, dusty, and unmoved, Ding Qiping came to Tingxuelu.

It was pitch black, he couldn't see his five fingers, and when he heard Xuelu drowning in dead silence, Ding Qiping suddenly stopped his steps, his eyebrows were tangled together, the magic patterns in his pupils were entangled, and his five fingers clenched the Feiyan Sword, and he hesitated a little in his heart.

Listening to the snow house, a little light turned on, like a firefly in the night, faint and warm, a moment later, Gui Yun helped Chu Ge to walk slowly, Ding Qiping turned his mind, no longer concealed his whereabouts, suddenly turned his body, flew up, and pounced on the two of them with a shout.

Chu Ge flicked his fingers, and a wisp of sword wire shot out, red like blood, like a swimming dragon, Ding Qiping had no fear, his index finger and middle finger clamped, and the sword wire was firmly clamped, but his body was stagnant, suspended in the air. The sword wire brushed the ground and rolled up, tightly wrapping his two fingers, deep into the white bones, Ding Qiping let out a "huh", looked at it fixedly, but saw that the sword wire was entangled by demonic energy, and gradually turned into a drop of essence blood, which contained a trace of the dragon's breath, which was disgusting.

He didn't like that breath at all.

Chu Ge bent his back, coughed a few times, and gasped: "Li Dai Tao is stiff, and the three holes of the cunning rabbit are finally hidden from you......"

Ding Qiping landed flutterily, and at a glance of his eyes, he had already noticed that the white snake spirit Xiaobai, the brocade poisonous beast Rakshasa girl, and the evil sword spirit Tianlu all appeared and surrounded him from afar. He stretched out his finger and pointed at Chu Ge, and said with a smile: "What did you do to Dong Qianli?"

Chu Ge sighed, he was very attentive to this baby apprentice, took a drop of her heart essence blood and refined it into a life card, collected it closely, the card was in the person, the card was broken, and the person died, this matter was extremely secret, not to mention Gui Yun's generation, even Dong Qianli himself was hidden in the dark, where did Ding Qiping know the twists and turns, as soon as he made a move, he was detected.

Although Chu Ge is too old to look good, there is a way that a rotten ship also has three catties of iron, he secretly released a flying sword and summoned the Erxiang Palace, which was detected by Tianlu, which led to Xiaobai and Rakshasa both to make a move and trap Ding Qiping.

"You killed her?"

Ding Qiping laughed loudly, besieged, hopeless to get out, and simply made his words clear, "Not to mention the harm to your life, you disciple grandson is bold, coveting the forbidden body of the ancestor, thinking about it, wishful thinking for many years, since I took his body to parasitic, let him get what he wants, do you say this is the beauty of adults? hehe, hehehe......"

The last bit of luck in his heart also failed, Chu Ge was sad, and immediately became angry, he had not been so angry for many years. Coveting, forbidden, and getting what he wants, these words pierced his heart like a knife, and he had to admit that what Ding Qiping said was not wrong. When he first met Dong Qianli, she was still a thin and weak little girl, with a dusty face, but her expression and demeanor were similar to Lu Wei. In his heart, Lu Wei is irreplaceable, if he is not old and decayed, and his heart is insufficient, Dong Qianli is his concubine, not an apprentice.