Chapter 420: Heart Demon Realm

Just when the aura of heaven and earth was frantically poured into Xi Miaoyin's body, Xi Miaoyin's own consciousness gradually felt very tired, and in a trance, he came to another "world、、、

"Huh, this is 、、、?."

Xi Miaoyin was shocked, looking at a very familiar place in front of him, and couldn't remember where this was for a long time. It's just that intuitively it feels very familiar, but I just can't remember the name of the place.

Suddenly, Xi Miaoyin felt that there was something more in her hand.

When I looked down, it turned out to be a purple-gold ginseng!

"Nine Rank Purple Yang Ginseng!" Xi Miaoyin said in shock, really unable to figure out what was going on. How could he suddenly hold a nine-grade purple ginseng, and he didn't have any relevant memories at all.

"Haha! Holy Maiden of the Elf Clan, you must have tried the Heavenly Demon Sound of the deity, if it weren't for the identity of your elf clan, the deity would have taken your head a long time ago!"

Before the words fell, a man in a black robe suddenly appeared in front of Xi Miaoyin. A coercion from the early stage of the void is coming!

The corners of Xi Miaoyin's mouth raised disdainfully, a monster in the early stage of the eighth order dared to show off his might in front of her, he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead. You know, you've fused the blood of a true dragon!

When Xi Miaoyin thought of this, he no longer hesitated, and between the changes in his moves, his momentum suddenly exploded、、、

"How is this possible、、、 Xi Miaoyin looked at his hands in disbelief.

In her body, there is not even the slightest breath of true dragon blood, and her elf bloodline is also intact, and even her own cultivation is only the peak of the god!

"What the hell is going on?"

Seeing Xi Miaoyin's helpless look, the black-robed man also laughed, "Miss Xi, the heavenly demon sound of the deity is uncomfortable." How does it feel to wake up from a fantasy、、、?

"Heavenly Demon Sound?Illusion?Could it be that all I experienced before was the environment?Those were just Nanke's dreams、、、?

Xi Miaoyin said in a daze.

"Okay! Don't talk nonsense! Hand over the nine-grade purple yang ginseng, and the deity will let you go, otherwise, even if you are the holy daughter of the elf clan, the deity will completely kill you!"

The black-robed man's tone was cold, and his hands were also entangled with demonic power, ready to attack Xi Miaoyin at any time.

"No!

Xi Miaoyin suddenly shouted, clenched the nine-grade purple yang ginseng in his hand, and immediately ran in the opposite direction.

She never believed that those lingering illusions were illusions, so she took it as long as she fled, thinking that as long as she was killed by the eighth-order monster behind her, maybe everything would be understood、、、

"Hmph! I still want to run, but I can't help myself!"

The black-robed man snorted coldly, and his figure immediately turned into a black light, and a few dodges blocked in front of Xi Miaoyin.

"Since that's the case, then don't blame the deity for destroying the flowers!"

Before the words fell, the man in black curled his palm into a claw, and struck out with a claw towards Xi Miaoyin's face、、、

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a strange purple light flashed, and a white figure suddenly appeared in front of Xi Miaoyin.

With a loud "boom", the black-robed man flew out upside down all of a sudden, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he stared at a white-clothed young man who suddenly appeared in disbelief.

"You、、、 you are a master in the late stage of the void!"

"I know, don't get out of here!" The young man in white snorted coldly, the purple long sword in his hand raised slightly, and he was always ready for the eighth-order monster on the opposite side.

"Hmph, count yourself lucky, the deity recognizes!" The black-robed man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, forcibly suppressed his injuries, and immediately turned into a black glow and disappeared in place、、、

Before the young man in white could turn around, Xi Miaoyin suddenly hugged him from behind.

"Xiao Ran, is it really you?"

The young man in white in front of him, even if Xi Miaoyin didn't see his face, he could still feel the breath on his body. That breath she will never forget for the rest of her life.

"Ahem、、、 The young man in white coughed dryly, slowly broke Xi Miaoyin's arm, and turned his head with red ears, "Girl, do you 、、、 you recognize the wrong person?"

After Xi Miaoyin saw the face of the young man in white, she was immediately surprised. Isn't the person in front of him the one who thinks about him for a long time! Ordinary appearance, but with a very dusty temperament, especially those jet-black eyes, even if they turn into ashes, it is impossible to forget!

"No, you're Xiao Ran!" said Xi Miaoyin with great certainty.

The young man in white scratched his head very embarrassed, slowly took a few steps back, and then said: "Girl, I'm really not Xiao Ran, my name is Mo Ran! You should have recognized the wrong person、、、

"Ink dye?" Xi Miaoyin was shocked, and then immediately shook his head and said, "How is it possible, you must be Xiao Ran." Isn't this sword in your hand Zixiao?"

Xi Miaoyin pointed to the purple long sword in the hand of the white-clothed young man, pointing to the right path with righteous words.

"You say this?" the young man in white took the long sword in his hand in front of him with great confusion, and then threw it to Xi Miaoyin without hesitation. "Take a good look! This is a magic weapon that I have refined myself, how can it be the legendary Divine Sword Zixiao? Besides, the Divine Sword Zixiao has been lost for thousands of years, I just want it, and I don't have that chance!"

As soon as he took the sword of the young man in white, Xi Miaoyin's divine sense immediately penetrated it.

The sword, although it is a good sword, is far from the level of the Excalibur. At most, it is the level of a top-level spiritual weapon! Xi Miaoyin's eyes instantly became lonely, and his right hand hung down weakly. Since this purple long sword is not Zixiao, then the white-clothed young man in front of her is naturally not her Xiao Ran.

Mo Ran took his saber very suspiciously, then glanced at Xi Miaoyin, who had empty eyes, and said slowly, "That 、、、 girl." Why don't I send you back! You have the nine-grade purple ginseng, and it is estimated that there are a lot of monsters fighting your idea!"

"No need, Childe, please take care of yourself、、、"

Xi Miaoyin said lightly and walked forward aimlessly. Now that he knew that the person in front of him was not Xiao Ran, Xi Miaoyin didn't have any thoughts about him. Even if they look exactly the same!

"Exactly the same look!"

Xi Miaoyin's mind suddenly flashed with inspiration, and he turned his head suddenly, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at the ink stain in front of him.

"How can there be people in this world who look exactly the same!"

Xi Miaoyin said word by word, and then walked back to the ink dye again.

"Who the hell are you?"

Once again so close to Xi Miaoyin, Mo Ran blushed again, immediately took a step back, and stammered, "Didn't I say it! I 、、、 that I am Mo Ran!"