Thorn ......

I saw that the huge black rock in front of me suddenly appeared on the surface of the cracks, from shallow to deep, and the gravel fell down with a puff.

In an instant, the yin qi was in full bloom, and a black light shot out from the rock, scattering Lin Xuan's recipe for picking elixir.

The young man's face then darkened.

The roar grew more and more poignant.

The screams of people before they died, the roars of monsters, and all kinds of strange sounds are entangled, which is terrifying.

The sky also became very dark, and a thick black fog escaped from the rocks, and the fog was full of ghosts, and the terrible aura was maddening.

Even the resentment in the Hundred Soul Banner is far inferior, what kind of ghost thing is this, Lin Xuan's face showed a trace of solemnity, he originally thought that it was a demon beast that guarded the elixir of heaven and earth, but he didn't expect it to be a powerful ghost.

With such a heavy grievance, I don't know how many cultivators have fallen here.

Lin Xuan had read a legend about this situation from a book.

The elixir of heaven and earth has always been fought over by monks and demon beasts, because after both humans and demon beasts take it, it is very beneficial to the improvement of cultivation.

For the sake of the heaven and earth elixir to fight the fallen cultivators, some re-enter the reincarnation, and some because they are full of resentment, the soul remains here, thousands of years later, the cultivation has become a powerful ghost, and they will guard the spiritual grass here, and they can't get it, and they won't let others take it away.

It's the same with monsters.

The ghost that flew out of the dense fog at this moment was the soul of the monks and demon beasts that had fallen here for thousands of years.

Roar!

The poignant yin wind, a bitter smile appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth, it seemed that there was no way to trick it, if you wanted to pick the elixir, you had to get rid of the ghost in front of you first.

Lin Xuan took out a talisman from his arms, driven by spiritual power, the talisman burned, and two big golden words appeared in the air - Breaking Evil!

This charm is a secondary nature, but it is very useful for ghosts.

The golden light flashed, and the two demon spirits that rushed to the front screamed, and their bodies and spirits were destroyed.

But Lin Xuan was not easy, these were only the two weakest of the ghosts, and the Evil Breaking Talisman only drove away a little bit of dense fog.

Those fierce ghosts were flying around, and from time to time there were howls and pounced on them, Lin Xuan had already sacrificed the flying sword, although the fierce ghosts were formless, but the flying sword containing spiritual power could still easily kill them.

......

At the same time, the killing in the stream was nearing its end, and most of the monks who entered here had been slaughtered by the Fire Spirit Gate, and only a few of them with advanced mana and alert minds were still left in the world.

"Ha Luha, little girl, you are dead, obediently offer the Qiushui Sword, and then be the uncle's double xiu Ding furnace, I will let you live. ”

Xiang Wu smiled wildly, with a malicious look in his eyes, looking at the girl's beautiful figure, this Qin Yan really deserves the reputation of the fairy in the clouds, and she looks really good.

In the sky, a blue light, a ray of gold, flew up and down, chasing endlessly......

Listening to the other party's words, Qin Yan's beautiful face revealed a trace of shame and anger, hateful, a cultivator in the foundation building period was actually shameless to this point.

But when she heard the words Shuangxiu Ding Furnace, she was also terrified in her heart, if she was really caught by the other party, she couldn't survive, she couldn't survive.

I originally thought that I could successfully escape with a teleportation charm, but I didn't expect that the other party was good at tracking, like a maggot attached to the bone, no matter how you shake it off.

Qin Yan was quite proud of her strength, but that shameless guy was a master of the foundation building period......

Xiang Wu did not kill him, but manipulated the golden silk big ring sword spirit weapon to fight with Qin Yan, his intention was very clear, after exhausting the opponent's spiritual power, he was captured alive.

With Qin Yan's ice and snow cleverness, how could the other party's intentions be unclear, the more it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for him, it seems that he has to use the magic weapon that presses the bottom of the box the most.

Qin Yan took out a small blue bead from the storage ring, only the size of a dragon's eye, and on the surface, it was not inconspicuous at all.

"Ha Luha, little girl, just tie your hands obediently!"

The golden silk big ring knife swung open the Qiushui sword, stabbed down towards Qin Yan, and in mid-air, he shot a magic trick towards the martial arts, and several beams of yellow light shot on the knife, and spat out the mantra: "Transform into shape." ”

Suddenly, the spiritual artifact was full of golden light, twisted and deformed, and turned into the shape of a one-horned python.

This ability to change the shape of the spiritual weapon can only be used by monks above the foundation building, and in a short period of time, it can increase the power of the spiritual weapon by two to three percent.

However, Qin Yan's face was not afraid, she even removed the shield, holding the blue bead in her left hand, and the spiritual power in her whole body surged in.

Her strange behavior made Xiang Wu stunned for a moment, but she didn't care too much, no matter how much she had the means, it was only a smart period, and it was impossible to pose a threat to herself.

Thinking that he could get the best spiritual artifact, the Qiushui Sword and a beautiful Shuangxiu Ding Furnace, Xiang Wu's face was full of excitement.

In the blink of an eye, the golden python had arrived in front of the girl.

Qin Yan threw the bead up at this time.

A brilliant blue light, so shaking that people can't open their eyes, in the blue light, sneering burst out countless bolts of lightning, feeling the terrifying spiritual power fluctuations, the ease and smugness on Xiang Wu's face disappeared, replaced by a face full of horror.

"This ...... This spell. ”

He couldn't be more familiar with the spell in front of him, palm thunder, one of the high-level spells that can only be cast by monks above the foundation, and he will too.

But the problem is that this spiritual power fluctuation is also a little too terrifying, and it is not the same as the movement when you cast it, can you have this kind of palm thunder, is it ...... A monk in the Ning Dan period?

A blue lightning swept by, and the golden python that was still majestic just now was suddenly knocked out of the air, trembling, falling from the sky, revealing the prototype of the golden wire ring knife.

Just now it was just a suspicion, but now Xiang Wu can be sure that in this blue bead, what is sealed must be the palm thunder of the Ning Dan stage monk.

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