A wind and thunder swept through the sky over the Great Shu Kingdom.

Fang gradually left his face gloomy, and the worst guess still appeared, A-Ning was taken away by the mourners.

And Fang gradually left had reason to believe that those vicious-eyed mourning dogs must have discovered the magic weapon in A-Ning's body.

In that case, A-Ning can only be in one place!

Fang gradually looked ahead, as if his gaze was about to pass through countless mountains and mountains until the black mountain range.

Black Mountains.

And when he thought of that place full of malice and filth, Fang gradually left and shuddered.

For the young A Ning and Fang gradually leaving, it was a hell on earth, an eternal pain that they didn't want to recall.

The monks there were known as spirit cultivators, who specialized in the art of giving spirits and used cruel methods.

The magic weapon taken out of the sea of people is no longer a magic weapon in the strict sense, but a magic treasure, a treasure impregnated with the essence of the living.

Whoever is taken out of the magic weapon in the body will eventually die tragically, and the corpse will rot in the wilderness.

Fang gradually left the front of him as if A-Ning was suffering, the anger in his heart surged, and the fierce strength came out of his body, and he was shocked all the way back to know how many existences.

......

The Temple of Spiritual Cultivation.

The hall made of black devouring stone revealed an eerie aura, like a huge demonic beast crawling.

At this time, in the temple, two figures from afar finally arrived.

The first of the two was a man with a sturdy body and broad shoulder bones.

The hair was like a madness, and a bright golden left arm flashed with divine light, and there was a faint awe-inspiring coercion descending.

The handsome face seems to be smiling all the time, which makes people feel close.

But the old man Ling Swallow, the hall master of the Spirit Cultivation Hall who was sitting on the throne of the temple, knew that this man was very terrifying.

Although he had the cultivation of the peak of the early stage of the Yudan, the breath deliberately emitted from that arm alone was enough to kill him.

However, this time, several envoys from the mourning gate have left, and the Soul Raising Hall is in a safe corner, and there is still a long distance from those main halls.

This group of people is here, for what, the old man Lingtun naturally knows in his heart.

To be precise, this matter has been dragging on for many years.

"Spirit Swallow Hall Master, Xin Lao Shi is here to disturb again. Xin Shi smiled, but there was a clear coldness in his smile.

As soon as the words fell, a masked woman walked out behind him, with a graceful and charming body, which made people think about it.

A soft and pleasant voice sounded: "Eighth Sister has been waiting for so many years, if you can't take it out today, Lao Shi will be flat here." ”

Ling Tun touched the sweat on his forehead and looked at this woman, who is this person?

By the way, when she said about the eighth sister, could it be that this woman is Xin Shi's relative? Lingtun shifted his gaze to look, but unfortunately the woman's left arm was hidden in her sleeve and could not be seen.

But no matter what, these people still can't be provoked, Ling swallowed his saliva and smacked his dry lips: "A few relieved hearts, but a blood bell, the main hall has already found the spirit slave who fled in the first place......"

"Oh, you killed?" Xin Shi raised his eyebrows, if the spirit slave died first, it would be a lot of damage to the blood bell.

It had to be placed with the other one in his hand, and the warm blood was taken out under the traction of the qi machine in order to be well preserved.

This spirit swallowing old boy was slack in his guard at the beginning, and after taking out one, he thought that the spirit slave was powerless to escape, but he didn't want to be escaped by the hard-fought spirit slave the night after a few people left.

And because of this incident, he has been persecuted here a lot over the years, and even alarmed the mourning envoy several times.

This breath, the old man must remember it, this time he said that he found the spirit slave, and if he couldn't say it, he would torture the spirit slave to half death.

Xin Shi was also worried that the spirituality of the treasure would be destroyed, so he asked.

Don't look at Xin Shi's words, he didn't show anything, but that unique mocking look still made the old man Lingwu feel cold in his heart.

According to previous experience, after this expression, this Xin Shi will start to go crazy.

Thinking of this, Ling Tun secretly rejoiced, fortunately he tried to suppress the resentment in his heart at that time, otherwise he would have been unlucky today.

just sneered: "What did the tenth prince say, the main hall naturally attaches great importance to the matter of the spirit slave, and now it is just right to be imprisoned, and a few of them will come with me." ”

After saying that, Ling swallowed up, made a gesture of please, and took a step ahead and walked towards the outside of the main hall.

Xin Shi glanced at the woman behind him, turned around and followed.

After leaving the main hall and flying in the air for a long time, the three of them finally came to a place where there were net-like underground palaces everywhere, and that kind of underground palace was all over the mountains.

In some of the dungeons, only white bones remained, and some heard human voices, pulling the black iron cage, and the appearance of the cloak made people tremble in their hearts.

There are also hoarse roars, intermittent weak moans, and maggot corpses crawling all over the hillside, which set off this place even more.

Even the people of the Spirit Cultivation Hall will not stay here for long.

"It's really dirty and shoddy......" the woman behind Xin Shi said softly.

Xin Shi glanced down when he heard this, and said lightly: "These are just ants." ”

The shadow of the mountain peak was like a ghost, and a dull and terrifying aura lingered, and the three of them flew quickly to the top of the mountain.

At the top of the mountain is a house built in a round pit, surrounded by a dozen foundation monks and a Jiedan monk.

After seeing the three Lingtun, these people got out of the way and let the three of them in.

The house is not small, and there are many formations in the layers, and the defense is extremely tight.

Every few steps, there will be a black wooden door, and the breath is cold, and if you don't open it in the right way, I'm afraid you will suffer a lot of injuries.

Ling Tun explained, "The people who are imprisoned here are all the best spirit slaves. ”

Seeing that Xin Shi's face was a little ugly, Ling Tun hurriedly said, "It was also established after the spirit slave escaped that time. ”

"Hurry up!" Xin Shi didn't bother to talk nonsense with this person, and said directly.

Lingtun obediently shut up and walked briskly ahead.

In less than a moment, he stopped in front of the innermost black wooden door, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and suddenly the wooden door opened with a rattle.

The room was very simple, and on a frozen jade bed was lying a good-looking woman, her eyes open, and her expression seemed to be frozen at a certain moment.

Xin Shi's eyes narrowed slightly, and sure enough, it was the spirit slave he had seen that year.

At the beginning, it was he who took out a bell from the woman's body with his own hands.

Looking at her now, she is no longer the girl she was back then, she is slim and elegant, not extremely enchanting and gorgeous, but she has a quiet and beautiful temperament.

Xin Shi shook his head, but unfortunately, it was still an inferior race.

"You say she's blind?" Xin Shi looked at A-Ning's deep eyes, and suddenly his heart moved.

Lingtun nodded: "Half of the treasure was taken out, and her vision was broken." ”

Xin Shi just asked casually, no matter what, this woman was about to die, and it was useless to care too much.