Fifty miles outside the city of Hangzhou, in a big mountain, the grass and trees are stained, the fog is steaming, the strange rocks are craggy, the flowing springs and waterfalls, the vast all around, do not see the day.

In a cave in the middle of the mountain, there are two figures sitting cross-legged opposite each other, the one on the left has a full face and beard, the face is fierce, there is a bloody aura on his body, and the breath is cold;

Looking at its appearance, it was the two people who appeared in the Jingci Temple before.

The bearded man Pang Sheng's arm that was cut off by Li Jianxin had already been continued, his face was gloomy, and he said: "If it wasn't for that Li Jianxin that day, that relic would have arrived in my hands long ago!

Evil Daoist Ma Liangfei smiled when he heard this, and he didn't refute it, his rough hand brushed the dust and silver thread, and said: "That Li Jianxin's talent is peerless, and his cultivation is far above us, with him present, you and I naturally can't get any benefits." ”

Pang Sheng's face trembled, his expression became more and more gloomy, and he said coldly: "Fortunately, this time, you and I have joined forces to seize the last relic, which can be used to explore the whereabouts of the relic contained in Deng Jiukun's body." ”

Speaking of this, there was a fierce light in his eyes, "I don't believe it, the relics will disappear out of thin air in front of everyone's eyes! Someone must have used a secret spell to quietly take it!"

He made a lot of preparations in advance to get this relic, and even almost lost his life under Li Jianxin, how could he be willing to let the relic fall into the hands of others.

Evil Daoist Ma Liangfei frowned slightly, and said, "Pang Daoyou's method is really effective?"

If it weren't for the fact that he felt that his time was running out, that he had reached the limit, and that if he wanted to prolong his life, he would have to use that relic, so he wouldn't want to deal with these people in the Demon Gate.

Pang Sheng smiled and glanced at him, as if he knew what he was thinking, but he didn't care, and said, "Ma Daoyou, please rest assured, this is the secret method of my Demon Sect!

With that, he took out a dagger and cut his palm, and suddenly a trace of blood oozed out, but he didn't care, let the blood flow out, let it flow out, and quickly sketched it on the ground in front of him.

One by one, the secret patterns were planted by him, crisscrossing the ground, and at the same time, the mana in his body was also infused into it, and in an instant, a circular circle with a diameter of one meter was formed on the ground.

After Pang Sheng finished drawing the patterns of this magic formation, his face turned a little pale, and he let out a heavy breath, it seemed that this formation was extremely energy-consuming, and he suddenly raised his head and said to Ma Liangfei: "Daoyou, quickly put that relic into the formation eye!"

Seeing his solemn expression, Ma Liangfei didn't dare to slack off a little, so he immediately took out the tenth relic that was dropped by Li Jianxin from his sleeve and put it in the eye of the array.

Seeing this, Pang Ran suddenly let out a low cry, his face turned red, and he urged the flow of the magic circle with all his strength, only to see that all the blood formations that had been outlined lit up, and a blood line spread, and finally rushed into the relics.

Originally, the Buddha's light was shrouded, and the color of the holy and glorious relics suddenly turned bright red, becoming a bead of blood, and began to exude bursts of bloody and violent aura.

Pang Sheng hooked his palm, took the blood relic in his palm, closed his eyes for a moment, suddenly opened his eyes suddenly, shot out two bloody lights, and shouted: "There is!"

Ma Liangfei, who was anxiously waiting on the side, looked bright, and said excitedly: "Daoist friends have miraculous methods!

......

Qiao Chen'an spent the rest of his time studying the relics for several days, except for trying to break through the pass and breaking through to the Jindan realm, but he didn't make much progress.

He could clearly perceive that this relic contained a vast power like an abyssal sea, which was obviously close at hand and readily available, but it was like a portal between him and him, and it was difficult for him to guide it out no matter what method he used.

This can't help but give him a feeling of looking at flowers in the fog and the moon in the water.

"It's weird......"

Qiao Chen was puzzled, those who were fighting for the relics must have known how to use the power in them, why did they get to himself but were blocked everywhere?

The day passed in a flash, the leaves rustled, and the time was shattered. By the time he came to his senses from his cultivation, it was already night.

The night of Hangzhou city is extremely beautiful, look into the distance, the moon hangs in the dome, the stars hang in the four fields, it seems that even the trajectory of the clouds can be seen clearly, the shadow of the mountain can be faintly seen in the darkness, there is probably no more clear night than this.

At this moment, his expression moved, and suddenly he heard a knock on the door and an extremely faint gasp, the voice was close to the left, but judging from the wheezing, the situation of the owner of the voice was not optimistic.

A gust of night breeze blew through the window, making the voice clearer, and Qiao Chen'an finally heard it clearly, the sound came from in front of the gate of his courtyard.

He groaned slightly, then walked towards the outside of the hospital, saving people's lives, and winning the seventh-level floating slaughter, he was not hard-hearted, so naturally there was no reason not to save him when he saw death.

When I came to the door, the wheezing sound suddenly became clearer, and I could clearly feel that someone was snuggling up to the side of the door, and at this moment, the knock on the door was remembered again.

He only hesitated for a moment, then opened the door, and the first thing that caught his eye was a woman's hand, slender, fair-skinned, and the five fingers were as green as jade, like jade pearls. Under the palm of his hand was a snow-white wrist, which seemed to be stained with a little dust and blood.

Before Qiao Chen'an could react, a light and shadow suddenly flashed in front of him, the door was pushed open, and the palm suddenly fell to his lower abdomen, and his five fingers moved together, and dozens of palms were slapped in an instant.

At the same time, Qiao Chen'an felt a gust of cool air flow quickly seep into his body with the contact of that palm, entering the dantian, and soaking into the spiritual power lake.

He suddenly felt bad in his heart, secretly screamed badly, and hurriedly pulled back, looking inward, but he was shocked to find that the golden spiritual power lake at the bottom of the original dantian was shrouded in a layer of ice blue at this time, and a layer of water mist was shrouded above the lake.

He knew at this moment that he had fallen into the other party's calculation, raised his head, and after looking at the person at the door, his pupils shrank imperceptibly, and he subconsciously said, "It's you?!"

The woman at the gate has a high bun, wears beads and rings, has long and narrow phoenix eyes, oblique corners of her eyes, and wears a long black and red skirt, giving people a bewitching and noble sense of evil, who is Mu Qingying?

It's just that at this moment, she looks very embarrassed, her hair is scattered, there are a few residual leaves, her face is pale, her original delicate makeup lines are also dirty, the corners of her mouth are bloodstained, her body is full of blood and dust, one hand is laboriously holding the door, the previous action seems to have exhausted her last bit of strength, and it is very difficult to even stand.

Qiao Chen's thoughts were mixed in peace of mind, the woman in front of him was an existence that could fight with Fahai, and she didn't know what kind of situation she had cultivated, and she seemed to have an inexplicable relationship with Deng Jiukun.

It seems that he has been seriously injured, but how could he find himself? and he was manipulated by him without noticing before, so he couldn't be careless.

When he was thinking about it in his heart, he saw Mu Qingying raise his head, looking at him with a pair of eyes, his expression was cold, and he said in an indifferent tone: "You, come here." ”