The Hall of Immortality, Ning Xin walked on a gloomy corridor. She was dressed in black, and her face looked calm, but under the black gauze clothes, her delicate fists were clenched very tightly, and if you looked closely, there were blood stains flowing out, which was caused by too much force and deep nails.

"Damn, I don't go to you, but you come to deal with me again and again!" Ning Xin's eyes suddenly appeared with a cold light, thinking of Mo Li's lovely appearance and the fact that she was about to be sacrificed by blood, she couldn't bear it, she couldn't bear it, she wanted to eat the ghost alive immediately, the death of the childlike heart had made her sad for a long time, and now that Mo Li was coming again, what could she do? What should she do?

Ahead, in the heavenly prison of the Hall of Eternal Life, there was a whipping sound, and Ning Xin stepped forward.

"See the hall master!" the demon guards hurriedly saluted.

"Get up!" Ning Xin concealed the injustice in his heart and asked lightly, "What's going on inside!"

"Returning to the hall master!, interrogation!" said the demon.

Ning Xin didn't answer, glanced at the demon disciple indifferently, and was about to go inside.

"Hall Master!" the demon stopped her, as if there was something unspeakable.

"Bold!" Ning Xin's eyes were sharp, and the killing intent was instantly shrouded, "You dare to stop me!"

"The subordinates don't dare!" the demon disciple lowered his head, broke out in a cold sweat, and explained, "It's just that the master of the door has a word, and no one is allowed to enter without his token!"

"Door Master!" Ning Xin paused, standing in place with some hesitation.

Suddenly, from the other side of the corridor, there was a footsteps, it was a demon disciple, pale, a trace of ghost energy emanating from his body, holding a ghostly lamp, walking like a ghost.

"It's so daring, dare to turn the demons of this sect into ghosts for yourself to drive!" Ning Xin was very indifferent, looking at the appearance of this ghost warrior, he was about to enter the heavenly prison.

"Please have an accident with the master token!" The demon who was in charge of the prison stepped forward to stop him.

The ghost man raised his pale hand, and a copper-colored token appeared in the palm of his hand, the token was in the shape of a triangle, and the three big characters of "Ten Thousand Saints' Order" were carved on it, full of majestic atmosphere, and there was a carved image of the Soul Devouring Ding on the top of it.

"Please!" said the demon respectfully.

"Wait!" Ning Xin stopped the ghost warrior and asked, "What are you going to do in there!"

The ghost warrior said indifferently: "On the orders of the master, come and take away Mo Li for blood sacrifice!"

Ning Xin's heart rose with murderous intent: "So anxious!"

The ghost man didn't answer, turned around and walked inside!

Ning Xin sneered and followed. The demon was about to stop it, but after seeing Ning Xin's murderous eyes, he retreated.

The prison is very damp, and there are water droplets falling from the top from time to time, just enter here, you can kiss the strong smell of blood, outside the prison door, there are many torture instruments, and the red on it indicates the cruelty here.

Ning Xin's brows furrowed, and through the prison door, he saw that Wan Qian was chained, his clothes were torn, and his bare body was full of whipping scars, which was shocking.

"What about Mo Li?" Ning Xin searched around.

In a cell next door, Mo Li was covered in a dirty coma, and her face was very ugly.

Ning Xin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but the ghost soldier pushed open the cell door and walked in.

"See the hall master!" several demons who had been executed hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"You all go out!" Ning Xin said lightly.

"Yes!" the men hurriedly replied.

The dim cell, if there were not a few ancient lights, it would inevitably become dark here, Ning Xin held the ancient lamp in his hand, came to the cell where Wan Qian was, and approached the figure on the iron frame in front of him.

He hadn't been exposed to the sun for a long time, and the light shone on Wan Qian's face, and he actually felt dazzling, and the squinted eyes saw the familiar Ning Xin, and suddenly stood up.

"Wan Qian!" Ning Xin smiled, "You are the chief disciple of Qingchengmen, and it is a pity that you will have such a day!"

"Demon girl!" Wan Qian gritted his teeth, looked at Ning Xin with a look full of contempt, and said, "Tian is shameless, I can't imagine that you still have the face to stand here, I really regret that I regarded you as my own person on Penglai Island, if Senior Brother Yuan was still alive, he would definitely be annoyed that he was blind and paid for his life for a woman like you with a femme fatale!"

Ning Xin was very calm, without the imaginary anger, she seemed to acquiesce to this fact, and said lightly: "Soldiers are not tired of cheating, only blame yourself for being too easy to trust others!"

"Hmph!" Wan Qian snorted coldly, "Demon girl, don't try to ask anything out of my mouth!"

"Giggles!" Ning Xin let out a piercing laugh, his hair bulged slightly, his charming eyes slowly approached Wan Qian, and whispered in his ear, "Brother Wan, don't you think you are a treasure?"

"You!" Wan Qian's face changed, "You want to?"

"Brother Wan is still shrewd, I think the news that you have fallen into our hands at this moment has spread to Qingcheng Mountain, I really don't know what the reaction of those old miscellaneous hairs will be!" Ning Xin's smile became more and more charming, as if he had encountered something very happy, and said, "Do you think they will kill them, if they will, we can catch them all as long as we set a little trap!"

"I'll kill you!" Wan Qian was very angry, his locked hand stretched out, and grabbed Ning Xin, but he was firmly bound by the iron chain, and he was only a millimeter away from Ning Xin.

"Hall Master, are you okay!" The sound of iron chains was also heard outside, and several demons rushed in, took out their leather whips, and whipped Wan Qian fiercely.

"I'm fine!" Ning Xin regained his indifference, looked at the blood stains on his eyelids, and said, "You can all rest these days, and those messy torture tools won't need to be on it!"

"But the master of the door has orders!" said the demon, embarrassed.

"You just have to listen to me, I'll talk to the door master!" Ning Xin said.

"Yes, yes!" the demon nodded in agreement.

"What are you doing!!" In another prison, Mo Li had woken up, she was struggling frantically, her big eyes were full of horror, and the ghost warrior, regardless of her struggle, slapped her pale palm on her back.

"Flutter!" Mo Li's mouth was bloody, and the whole person collapsed in an instant, and the ghost man's palm flashed with a strange light, which seemed to be not as simple as injuring Mo Li.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed, knocking the ghost warrior away in an instant, and his whole body hit the wall, spitting blood.

"You!" the ghost man stared at Ning Xin and said fiercely, "I'm ......!"

He wanted to continue, but Ning Xin didn't give him a chance at all, his whole body moved sideways, and a loud slap hit him in the face.

"You're going to kill her?" Ning Xin said coldly.

"The master said, life or death!" the ghost man got up and moved out of the ghost's eyes, and there was a threat in his words.

Ning Xin leaned down, gently put her right hand on Mo Li's arm, and checked her pulse, and after a while, she opened her eyes and sighed secretly, "It's so dangerous!

"Go back and tell the ghost that Mo Li will stay in my heart temple during this time, if he has the ability, he can come to me!" Ning Xin said, carrying Mo Li and taking him away.

"Hehe!" suddenly a burst of laughter sounded around him, "The hall master is just leaving, it's a loss of proportion!"

The ancient lamp in the ghost man's hand suddenly flew up on his own, emitting a cloud of ghost energy, making the originally dim prison even darker, and the ghost man's eyes gradually turned from pitch black to turquoise, emitting bursts of ghostly light.

"It's not a small amount of courage, dare to do it here!" Ning Xin put down Mo Li and said coldly, "Are you underestimating me?" Or do you think you can get rid of me with these foreign objects?"

"The hall master has misunderstood!" the ghost's voice came from inside the lamp, "I'm just acting on orders!"

"Joke!" Ning Xin mocked, "It's still early before the day of departure, and if you want to take her life, aren't you afraid that my master will blame you?"

"Formation, hall master, you are already half-understood, since it is a blood sacrifice, it is naturally life and death!"

"Enough!" Ning Xin waved his hand and said impatiently, "On the day of departure, you come to get someone!"

Ning Xin turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by an old woman who suddenly appeared.

"Grandma!" Mo Li woke up and said in shock, "Grandma, it's really grandma, grandma is still alive!"

"That's not your grandmother, it's just a ghost slave refined by ghosts!" Ning Xin blocked in front of Mo Li and said, "You just treat her as dead!"

"Put down the sacrifice!" Grandma Mo said coldly, and her murderous eyes made Mo Li feel very strange.

"Hey!" Ning Xin's palm turned downward, a cloud of frost qi in the void converged, and the frost sword was instantly held in his hand, "Don't think that you can stop me with these two wastes!"

She was agile, took Mo Li around, and rushed towards the gate.

Behind him, an old palm, which shimmered with metallic luster, slapped towards Ning Xin. Ning Xin backhanded a sword against the palm.

The fierce collision, accompanied by sparks, the two of them fought for twenty rounds in an instant.

"What a hard body!" Ning Xin frowned, her frost sword stabbed Grandma Mo's body several times, but no damage was caused.

"Isn't King Kong bad!" Ning Xin sneered at the corner of his mouth.

The ghost warrior on the other side finally stabilized his figure, his eyes flared up, and he held a black long sword and attacked Ning Xin.

"It's you who are waiting!" Ning Xin had already noticed it, and an even more powerful force erupted in his body, which briefly shook Grandma Mo, and an ice pick formed in his hand, stabbing the ghost warrior at once.

"Ahh

"It seems that you have come back from Penglai, and your skills have increased greatly!" Through the ancient lamp, the voice of the ghost came.

Ning Xin was silent, she secretly condensed her strength, stared at the only remaining ghost slave, and sneered: "Isn't King Kong really bad? Then you take my move!"

slapped out with a palm, and the originally ordinary palm, at the moment of touching Grandma Mo, burst out with a burst of thunder and lightning, causing Grandma Mo to emit green smoke all over her body, like a horn thorn, and retracted.

"Thunder and lightning!" Ghost Mu was surprised, his originally peaceful voice became gloomy, "You actually cultivate these!

"Really?" Ning Xin replied coldly, "Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do it!"

In the dark, Grandma Mo's eyes stared at Mo Li, did not make a sound, turned to leave, only the ghost lamp floated high, and the thick aura of death was permeated, and a dark figure gradually walked out of the lamp.

"Looks like I'm going to do it myself!" Ghost Mu said lightly.

Ning Xin was silent, staring coldly at the ghost eyes, solemnity flashed between her eyebrows, the light of thunder and lightning flashed all over her body, she did not advance but retreated, and emitted a palm thunder.

"Do you think ordinary thunder and lightning will work on me!" Ghost Mu sneered, red blood burst out from his black fist, and a fierce punch shattered the thunder in an instant.

"Savage Blood Cover!" Ning Xin stared at the bloody fist, a similar trick she had seen in Yuan Qi.

"You don't even know my details, you want to seek revenge on me, do I mean you are ridiculous, or pathetic?" The ghost's eyes opened hideously, and he, who was originally as black as ink, turned red in an instant, and in a trance, he could see that under the pitch-black mask, the face of a middle-aged man was reflected, and the terrifying scar under his gills made him look unusually hideous.

In the face of the strength of the ghost eye, Ning Xin also let go, she seemed to have suppressed it for a long time, countless ice picks shot out of the body, rolling thunder and lightning flashed, like a sharp sword rushing towards the ghost eye.

I have to say that the wild blood cover has its own uniqueness, the ghost eye is very proficient, his body has become extremely hard, and the blood-red fist has shaken the ice pick, suppressing Ning Xin and retreating several times.

"Have you forgotten what happened in the sea of thunderclouds?" the ghost sneered, the demon phase behind him was steaming, and a skeleton was formed, stretching out a bone claw, pressing Ning Xin to the ground.

"Sister Ding!" Mo Li's face was complicated, he froze in place, wanting to help Ning Xin, but he hesitated because of what happened before.

"Mo Li, you go quickly!" Ning Xin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up again, and stood in front of Mo Li.

"It's a hard life, to be honest, I really regret letting the withered save you like that, if you force yourself to stay around, maybe, hehe!" Onimu laughed, his body turning into darkness again.

"Really, I'm really sorry!" Silently, a withered figure appeared from the void and said lightly, "Brother Ghost is so impatient, it doesn't seem to be your style, I remember that you have always been very patient!"

"It's broken!" Ghost Eye's face changed, and the moment the withering appeared, he knew that Ning Xin couldn't die. Cold electricity bloomed in his eyes, staring at the two people in front of him, and finally turned around unwillingly, and the faint ghost lamp, hanging above his head, carried him away quickly.

"Brother Ghost, the master of the door advises you to restrain yourself, you are so self-sufficient!"

"Uncle Jue!" Ning Xin couldn't hold back any longer, spat out blood, and leaned against the wall.

"Why do you bother to provoke him again and again!" rebuked.

A gentle smile appeared on Ning Xin's face, and he asked, "Uncle Jue, what is the origin of this ghost? Master holds him in such high esteem!"

"This person comes from the wilderness, and there is a lot of involved, in short, there is no 100% certainty, remember not to anger him!"

"It's nothing, it's just that the old ghost doesn't like it!" Ning Xin said lightly.

Desperate and calming his heart, he seemed to hesitate a little, and asked softly: "Xin'er, can you tell me how Yuan Qi is now!"

Ning Xin was stunned for a moment, and said, "Uncle Jue seems to be worried about him?"

"What's wrong?" said Wither.

"It's nothing, I just didn't expect that you would be the first person to ask me this question in Mingshan! I always thought it was Master!" Ning Xin said with a smile.

Just as he was about to say something, suddenly the entire Hall of Immortality shook violently, and his face changed dramatically.

"What's wrong?" Ning Xin wondered.

"There's a chance to talk about it!" Wither looked very anxious, and the whole person quickly rushed to the depths of the Hall of Immortality.

Ning Xin was even more puzzled, the vibration just now seemed to be very not simple.

In the Hall of Immortality, in that mysterious secret room, the Soul Devouring Ding was floating in the void, and two red breaths could be vaguely seen swimming in the Ding, one of which flickered brightly and darkly.

Wan Sheng stood in front of the Ding, at this moment he had long lost the calmness in the main hall, on the contrary, he seemed extremely irritable.

"What's wrong?" said Wither, hurrying over.

"The Demon Seed aura flickered and flickered, and it was very unstable, and I was worried that something was wrong!" Wan Sage said.

"You mean the hinterland of Penglai, where ......," Ku said.

"Senior brother, I may have to go on a trip myself?" Wan Sheng said, "This matter cannot be lost, otherwise all the work will be wasted!"

"Why don't you ask her?" asked Kure.

Wan Sheng shook his head and said: "Ning Xin has an easy-going personality, although he has stayed in the Demon Sect for many years and has learned all kinds of ruthless techniques, but there are some essential things that are really difficult to change, so the less people know about this matter, the better!"

"But according to the calculation of time, the demon seed is not yet ripe!" said Kual.

"Killing chickens and taking eggs is not necessarily a bad thing, it is just to prevent unknown things from happening, and besides, I will think of another way to achieve the same effect!" Wan Sheng was silent for a moment, and then said, "This time, I will bring Ting'er back with me!"

"Senior brother, aren't you afraid that she will hate you when she knows the truth?" asked Kujue.

"Hate!" Wan Sheng laughed, "That's not up to her, for the sake of Yun Shao, for the sake of her mother, she has to do something!"

"In the past few days, I will say that I am in retreat, and the affairs of the door will be handled by you!"

Wan Sheng formed a few magic seals, the Soul Devouring Ding quickly shrank, hovering in his palm, Wan Sheng's fingers moved slightly, and several marks were quickly punched out, and he said to himself: "Although I can't completely control it, it's not difficult to track down two people with this!"

Wan Sheng stood with his hands in his hands, and the whole person was like a fresh wind, quickly dispersing, and the next moment he had already flown into the distance.

"Transforming the Heavens Ancient Technique!" said Ku Jue as he remembered something.