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Another three hours passed.

Lu Bei's brows furrowed, and his eyes flickered.

The power of the Dan Fire is still not enough to suppress the Red Ring in the slightest, and the Samadhi True Fire Divine Power really does not have the conditions for cultivation, and it is not a day to achieve.

In desperation, Lu Bei sneered, and crazy thoughts surged in his heart.

Since this is the case, then Lu Mou used Tiangang to change and derive the qi of Yang Yuan, and turned into a yang flame in the dantian, which should be combined with the inside and outside of the Danhuo.

Yin and yang, the origin of people.

If a large amount of burning is burned with the Divine Mind Secret Method, within a short period of time, the effect is no less than that of the Four Great Divine Fires.

However, as soon as this move comes out, it means damaging the origin and half-cutting off the foundation of immortality.

The cost is not insignificant.

Just when Lu Bei gradually exported the qi of Yang Yuan, he was waiting to be ignited by the secret method of divine thought.

Suddenly, he sensed that someone was coming.

Therefore, he had to stop all movements for a while and look out of the Cold Ice Prison.

......

Rewind time to three hours ago.

Xuanyun Nine Leaves Realm Heaven, the eleventh hall.

Xie Qiudi sat on a chair made of witch willow wood, gradually reining in his flying momentum, his demeanor was elegant and quiet, and his temperament was as cold as jade.

And there is still a wheel yellow spring grass that has not been used up on several cases.

But it was just now, and he had already been molded by Lingyun with this grass for his heavenly soul.

Xie Qiu lowered his head, was silent, and did not look at the first place, the pair of two girls who did not know the inspection.

I saw the top, the pink curtain was lightly picked, the fragrance was fragrant and intoxicating, the flower carving was carved with hollow lines, and the pearl curtain was lightly rippling on the couch.

The head of the hall is ghostly, his bloody eyes are half-closed, his expression is lazily leaning on the carved jade trunk, and he is half-hugging the green lotus with a shy face in his arms.

At this time, Green Lotus's lotus arms were lightly relaxed, and from a fruit bowl surrounded by a cluster of flowers, Slender picked up a bunch of amethyst grapes.

The soft and boneless little hand peeled a grape well, and finally handed it to the mouth of the spirit lightly and gently.

Fresh orange is newly broken with amateur hands, the slurry overflows, the red cherry lips are crystalline, and the ice and snow skin are shining.

It is boundless and provocative.

Seeing this unbearable scene, Xie Qiudi was so angry that he secretly stomped his feet, just wanting to take the road and leave.

But after all, it is even more worried about Lubei's situation.

Xie Qiudi forcibly suppressed the troubled and chaotic mood, stretched out the slender fingers of the onion tube, and gently stroked a wisp of bangs in front of his forehead.

Pretended to say casually: "Fang Cai, when I was reviewing the copywriting in the Youfang Palace, how could I see a team of ghost guards escorting the prisoners passing by outside the hall. ”

Lingyun opened his blood-colored eyes and explained in a cold voice: "Oh, a rebellious person who thinks he has obtained the Jindan Dao and relies on his supernatural powers to trespass into the underworld and mess with my yin. I've taken it down and taken it to ice hell. Well, I didn't scare you. ”

Lingyu said what had happened lightly, and finally didn't forget to say a word of concern to Xie Qiudi, Yin Yin.

Obviously, this woman is planning to play a role similar to a warm man to the end.

Xie Qiudi's expression was extremely strange, but he smiled faintly and said: "Sister Lingyu, those people don't look like bad people, and since you have cultivated into a golden pill, it must be a big deal, why are you ......?"

Xie Qiudi's mind was agile, and he knew that if he asked directly, it would inevitably attract suspicion or anger from the ghost.

She didn't think that if the True Immortal powerhouse treated her differently, she could be unscrupulous.

After all, the true immortal powerhouse has a strange personality and is moody, and the previous Dongting Dragon Monarch was like this. The envoy in charge of the palace in front of him who is in charge of a hall and decisively kills is probably not far behind.

Hearing Xie Qiudi's words, Ling Yu smiled coldly and said, "These so-called Jindan monks, relying on the background of the three sects, are bold enough to disturb the order of the Yin Division. What's more, it is hateful to return the yang to others without authorization. ”

In fact, there is a deep reason why this woman has not told Xie Qiudi, and some secrets that cannot be confirmed are related to this woman, which is very important.

Xie Qiudi said quietly: "But behind these people there are often elders from the sect, if they come to the door, wouldn't it bring trouble to my sister." ”

"If it were someone else, I might be afraid of them, but ......"

At this point, the disdainful spirit suddenly stopped, as if he was concerned about something, but he didn't finish his words.

"Xiao Xie, you won't know the person who broke into the hall, right? ”

Ling Youhuo Ran sat up, and looked at Xie Qiudi coldly with a pair of bloody eyes, his eyes were full of suspicion.

"How so...... My sister laughed. ”

Xie Qiudi secretly sighed that this woman was keenly alert, and she didn't say a few more words before she noticed a trace of a hidden abnormality.

"You'd better not know him, this person has been sent to the Cold Ice Hell, and he will definitely die. ”

One word at a time, revealing an unquestionable meaning.

When Xie Qiudi heard these cold words, his starry eyes were slightly stagnant, his jade face was pale, and his body was also imperceptible.

"This person trespassed into the Wheel Palace, and it is estimated that he is another person who stole the wheel grass, and I see his heavenly soul wandering outside, restless. It can't be said that something went wrong when cultivating the Yuan Shen. ”

Speaking of this, on the ghostly and bright face, the light eyelashes fluttered, and the bloody eyes shimmered coldly, and he glanced meaningfully at Xie Qiudi, who was already in turmoil at this time, but he was forced to calm himself.

The last sentence seems to be said in a very casual tone.

With Xiao Xie's indifferent and cold temperament, he actually knocked on the side for a long time, it seems that there must be a hidden secret in this matter, no, that makes the sword young man Xiao Xie's lover in the mortal world.

Really...... It's worth looking forward to.

After speaking, Lingyun only felt sleepiness welling up, and sighed in his heart.

I said helplessly in my heart, alas, every time I come to this time, I will be sleepy and have some strange and weird dreams.

...... It was a desolate continent with high ground and high earth.

The mountain peaks that are large and small below, suspended in the void.

Standing up to the sky, galloping and roaring giants.

In a majestic palace, there was a faint sound of thumping, as if the heart of a giant was beating.

But the next moment, it was a palace that turned into twelve octagonal palaces.

The mountain that goes straight to the sky and connects to Xiao Han has also turned into a green and shining building tree.

And the sound of the knock suddenly turned into the sound of the beating of war drums.

And the vast and distant continent also fell from the sky...... A large area of churning and surging, surging and covered with fire, like a world-destroying magma gushing. The meteorite that fell together was like a whip of divine punishment.

The dream was fragmented, and she could only feel some clues, maybe she had to go find the Venerable of Nai He Bridge.

With her true immortal respect, she can still dream, which is really ridiculous.

But what is even more ironic is that it was precisely after she became a true immortal that she began to have these bizarre and absurd dreams.

Thinking of this, Lingyu didn't have the heart to think about it, and stretched his waist lazily, with a graceful and slender curve, leaning on the cold jade trunk, and gradually fell asleep.