Greedily staring at the Moyu skeleton for a while, shaking his head, the evil spirit cave elder turned around and looked down at the rolling clouds in Longyun Mountain, and after a long time, he said angrily: "Maybe, one day, you will like it!"

Turning around, he looked at Liu Lianlang for a while, bowed his head slightly, and said: "You helped me today, I will pay you back this love, little friend, goodbye!" Before the words fell, his figure had already drawn a flash of light into the vast clouds, and disappeared in an instant. Yunji slowly came: "Remember, don't enter the Moyu Skeleton easily!

Seeing the evil spirit cave disappear between the clouds, Liu Xianlang was a little stunned, and his hand habitually stroked the black jade skeleton, and the familiar feeling was still there, cool. The moonlight flowed quietly, like a thin veil of light, as if there was nothing wrapped in the billowing stratus clouds. Liu Lianlang looked hard through the thin layer of light veil. Each cloud is very mysterious, one moment like this, the next like that. Sometimes darker, sometimes lighter, this moment is a large flower, and in an instant it may burrow into the stratus and disappear. There seems to be nothing, if there is nothing.

Liu Yonglang tried his best to see through that layer of mystery, and at the same time, he kept pondering the words of the evil spirit cave elder in his heart. The hand involuntarily touched the black jade skeleton on his chest. This black jade skeleton is like the clouds of Longyun Mountain, mysterious, it was once a strange mountain where spiritual energy gathers, in which you can gather spiritual cultivators, collect immortal medicines, and collect immortal materials······

Thinking about it, Liu Yinglang had the urge to get into the black jade skeleton, and immediately remembered the advice of the evil spirit cave elder, so he dispelled the idea. But his subordinates kept groping for the black jade skeleton.

The bubbling coolness flowed from the fingers to the arm, and from the arm to the whole body, this feeling has long been familiar, and at this time this feeling is even stronger and clearer, I don't know if it is the reason why the evil spirit cave is not in it.

In the void, a hundred feet in the sky, a cloud of silver brilliance, very light and thin, but the essence is flowing, and it is extremely mysterious. In Yinhua, a handsome young man stared at the clouds in the distance, and held an inky black object on his chest in the palm of his left hand, standing there quietly, not moving for a long time.

Just when Liu Lianlang was contemplating and meditating, the jade mausoleum under his feet was quietly changing. At the moment when the Evil Spirit Cave Elder and Liu Zhilang dealt with the Spirit, the crimson spirit of the Soul Conjuring Sword cheered and shot towards the red tombstone directly south of the Jade Tomb.

The spirit of the Soul Conjuring Sword kept wandering around the red tombstone, occasionally stopping to explore for a while, as if kissing the tombstone. As it wandered around, the tombstone, which was already red and burning, suddenly seemed to have a candle lit in the tombstone, and it suddenly became bright, and the original turbid body of the monument almost became transparent. The bright red inside and outside of the tombstone is like ripples in the water, constantly rippling from the inside out, which is very beautiful. The inside of the tombstone is darker, slightly thicker in the middle, and the outer layer is the lightest, and the entire outside of the monument is shrouded in a layer of almost pink halo. There are three layers of ripples, the inner layer spreads from the middle to the four outside, the middle layer revolves around the tombstone, and the outer layer is even more strange, it is from the bottom up.

The spirit of the Conjuring Sword still swirled around the tombstone, like a coiling dragon or a crimson python. As the spirit swims, the color of the spirit slowly becomes lighter, while the color of the tombstone continues to darken, and the graceful ripples also change, turning into water waves, turning into waves, and then turning into wild waves. At the same time, the tombstone began to tremble and moan, and the amplitude of the tremor became larger and larger, and the murmur turned into a deep roar.

As the color of the tombstone deepened, the entire tombstone gradually formed a red fireball, and the flames in the fireball boiled, and the waves rolled over, accompanied by a whistling sound. First of all, the south of the Jade Mausoleum was all in a cloud of red, and then the entire Jade Mausoleum was also shrouded in a red world. But the red in the depths of the tombstone was still spreading, and the tremor of the tombstone turned into a crazy shaking, and soon the entire Longyun Mountain was immersed in the red world.

The vast and majestic Longyun Mountain is covered with a layer of weird red makeup, and the clear moon in the sky is also painted with a layer of blush, and the clouds rolling in the mountains are like the red waves of the Hanhai River at this time, and the sky is layered on top of each other, and the colorful clouds are flying everywhere. The quiet moonlit night turned into an evening under the setting sun.

The tombstone shook incessantly, accompanied by gusts of cloudy winds, flying sand and stones, and another deep roar pierced the night sky, which was breathtaking. Finally, Liu Lianlang finally discovered all this, instinctively urging the body to protect the body, and the silver ball of light suddenly flourished, but the silver light was covered with a layer of crimson hue.

Liu Lianlang looked at the changes in the external qi of the body, especially the red color, and immediately remembered the loss of the spirit of the Conjuring Divine Sword in his mind, looked around, bowed his head, and finally fell on the location of the south of the Jade Tomb, because of that position, the red color of the river and the sea seemed to have an infinite temptation to attract him. Staring at the crimson bubbling waves, Liu Zhilang's figure had already floated towards this position, dozens of feet away from the tombstone. With a loud bang, the red tombstone shook suddenly, rose from the ground, and rushed into the sky with a roar.

Liu Lianlang's floating figure suddenly stopped dozens of zhang away, dumbly looking at the huge tombstone shooting hundreds of zhang away from the void. The tombstone burned half the sky from afar, and there was a red mist flowing everywhere between the heavens and the earth.

The crimson tombstone continued to burn, the flames around it churned, and the roar filled the sky.

Looking at each other, Liu Lianlang felt that time was flowing minute by minute, and I don't know how long it took, the flames in the distance gradually became smaller, and finally disappeared, and a three-foot red emerald sword trembled in front of him.

There was a burst of joy in my heart, and I glanced at the sky that had been restored to the original state, the gloomy sky, and the stars. After thinking for a while, Liu Lianlang closed his eyes and concentrated, sat cross-legged, urged the magic trick, and spent a lot of effort refining the Soul Conjuring Divine Sword, hiding the body of the Soul Conjuring Divine Sword, looking at a red sword-shaped imprint on his left wrist, with a smile in his eyes. Standing up happily and moving a few times at will.

Looking down at the red tombstone of the Jade Mausoleum, the willow waves floated down, and saw that the place of the tombstone had already been regrown with flowers and plants, and it was exuding a faint fragrance at this time. Just like this tombstone never existed, after looking at the other seven tombstones, Liu Lianlang groaned for a while, and then glanced at the crescent moon lake outside the forest in the night, and suddenly shot towards the southeast of the bluestone villa, with a cloud of red under his feet, the movements were smooth and chic, and a beautiful arc shone in the night sky.

Watching Liu Lianlang's departure, a green and fleeting figure stood in front of the green tombstone of the Jade Mausoleum, and couldn't bear to leave for a long time.

The same green figure, there is another one in the fairy cave, and Liu Juan of Longyun Mountain Villa is even more one, but the first two are faint, fluttering like light yarn, with the habit of Longyun Mountain, the night wind is uncertain, the wind is traceless, and they are like wisps of moonlight falling between the gaps in the leaves, very light, a little cold, a little lonely, a little resentful.