Tan Ningzi's fire poison was cured, and the three of them finally breathed a sigh of relief, coupled with the sudden birth of this little girl, the three of them just circled around her, and they were happy, and they didn't know how time passed outside.

The Hell Monk is cunning and wise, and he is also very cautious and cautious, he used the 'Soul Forging Tower' to ban the three people, and he realized that the harvest was not small, and he immediately flew far away, and traveled for several days, and finally returned to the Huangjue Temple.

He is usually easy, although he has not lived in the temple for a long time, his popularity is not bad, he met a few monks on the road, and all of them talked to him, and the monks of hell only said that they were out to travel, and the monks were far away from the world, and no one asked him about his roots.

Along the way, he hurried back to the room, the hell monk closed the door, sat on the meditation bed and sighed, his heart calmed down a little, after all, these people are all famous disciples of the Tianhe realm, if they are spied on, don't think about living a stable life in the future.

He sat silently for a moment, gradually gathering his spiritual power, his chest changed in all colors, and the 'Soul Forging Tower' slowly emerged from his waist ribs.

The Taoist people regard the magic weapon as more precious than their lives, and the method of collecting it is also quite exquisite. For example, the sword fairy often sewed the sword pill into the back of the head, and the princess of the iron fan swallowed the banana fan into her abdomen. In short, it is best to hide it safely, and it is best to use it conveniently.

As for the ordinary monks who use some Qi bags, mustard seed sacs, etc., it can be seen that there are no great treasures.

The Soul Forging Tower was stolen by the Hell Monk from the mansion of a big man in the underworld, and it was a great deal, so he fled to the heavenly realm, and he lived in a simple place, and he was careful everywhere, and whether he could cultivate the supreme supernatural power could all be gambled on this treasure. He cherishes the abnormal, and usually sews it between two ribs, and easily refuses to show it.

This time he went to the Hanging Island and grabbed five yang souls in one go, if he could refine them enough for him to cultivate to the next level, he couldn't hold it back a little bit, and he stroked the soul forging tower with both hands and rubbed it gently, trying to inhale the soul qi inside into the meridians.

The three of Ming Qin were talking and laughing softly around the little girl, and a gust of yin wind suddenly blew in the void, ghostly and sassy, making people shudder, and the dead air precipitated in the tower was chaotic with the wind, faintly mixed with bursts of whimpering ghost crying.

"What sound?"

The three of them looked at each other, and they all noticed the abnormality in the tower, and after a while, the ghost fire in the void appeared and disappeared again, devouring the essence of the lonely soul, all kinds of sinister and shocking.

The hell monk's eyes were slightly closed, his palm was lightly pressed on the wall of the tower, and bursts of fiery soul qi came out from the soul forging tower, rushing into the soul of his body, and his entire body was full of warm comfort, almost not knowing where he was.

In the Soul Forging Tower, Ming Qin hurriedly stretched out a pair of golden wings to cover the two women inside, the ghost fire in the tower can burn the soul and forge the soul, not comparable to the ordinary fire in the world, although the two women are not weak in cultivation, they are also a little powerless to deal with this mysterious magic weapon.

All races in the world have the ability to grow on their own, the flying of the feathers, the swiftness of the Mao clan, the diving of the scale clan, and the Jiange of the Jie clan are all talented, enough to compete for hegemony. On the other hand, human beings can neither fly high nor have the thickness of leather, and the only thing that can be relied on is spiritual intelligence.

But this kind of wisdom is not produced out of thin air, and it is not so much self-confidence and strategy as experience and habits.

Ming Qin didn't know why Pang Shao's golden wings were so strong, was it a gift, or a supreme supernatural power? In short, it could be said to be the effect of the spirit bird of the master's law, and the supernatural supernatural of the Supreme of the Yu Clan was far beyond the reach of ordinary Daoists.

My aunt was also awakened by the changes in the tower, and with a pair of black eyes as bright as paint, she babbled and scratched Ming Qin's placket, and called out coquettishly: "Dad...... Father...... It's so ...... black."

"It's okay, you can sleep a little longer, and Dad will take you out to play in a while. ”

Ming Qin is also a half-grown teenager, how could he have encountered such a situation, while coaxing her in a low voice, he thought hard about how to get out.

"These ...... It's noisy, it's so annoying......"

Dissatisfied with the dissatisfaction stretched out his immature hand and pointed to the void, a full and vast light suddenly fell from the sky, and countless strange talismans flowed in the golden light, which spread out suddenly, and the tangled dead air was shaken away in an instant.

The tower was lit up like fireworks for a moment, and the three of them were dumbfounded, looking at this little girl who had not been born for a long time in surprise, and they didn't know where she came from such a mighty spiritual energy.

Hell Monk is ambitiously absorbing the soul energy emanating from the tower, he has been cultivating in the Hell Dao for many years, and has learned a strange method, which can refine the soul energy to the point of substance, and when facing the enemy, it seems that there are a few more hands and feet out of thin air, just like the legendary three heads and six arms, and the combat power can be increased several times in an instant.

If you can refine the remnant souls of Xue Evil Ghost and Chu Qianjin this time, you can at least have an extra fake hand, the hell monk is full of ambition, and Fang is at the critical juncture of his practice, but unexpectedly, a fiery force burst out from the tower, and in an instant, his refined soul qi collided with all over the place, and he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood when he was overflowing and depressed in the soul aperture, and the Soul Forging Tower was also crumbling in front of him and almost couldn't control it.

"This ...... What's going on, my soul forging ** ......"

The Hell Monk's eyes were furious, and his face was full of disbelief, and he couldn't guess what was wrong even if he wanted to break his head.

A knock on the door came from outside, and the Hell Monk's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly put away the 'Soul Forging Tower', and asked vigilantly, "Who?"

The knocking on the door stopped, but no one answered, and after a while, it sounded again.

The hell monk frowned, if it was in normal times, he would not be afraid of the fact that the underworld would come to the door, and the true qi that was collided by the inexplicable spiritual power was dissipated, and at this moment the soul was empty, and if he started with people, he couldn't take advantage of it.

The knock on the door was unhurried, but there was a kind of frame that shouted not to open the door and swore not to stop, and the hell monk was angry and angry, jumped to the door to press the fire, and vigilantly opened the door.

"You are ......" The Hell Monk frowned even more when he saw the comer.

There was a graceful girl standing outside the door, dressed very plainly, with a soft melon seed face, her eyebrows and eyes were extraordinarily delicate, and her lips were tightly pursed, which was very stubborn.

The Hell Monk has not been in the Heavenly Realm for a long time, and he has never met this woman in his memory, could it be that she has found the wrong person?

The girl glanced at him lightly, and said slightly: "Can you lend me the magic weapon hidden in the master's room, take the liberty of disturbing, please don't be surprised." ”

The hell monk was secretly surprised, and he didn't know where to show his feet, ** was broken by this girl. This woman is too ignorant of human feelings, how can anyone who does not know each other come to the door to ask for treasures, and after being surprised, she can't help laughing.

"Female benefactor, the poor monk is just a poor monk, where did you get any magic weapon, I think you must be mistaken. ”

"That's not wrong, I have a spirit tortoise on me, and I can't hide any rare treasures within a radius of ten miles. Master's piece should be a spiritual treasure of the underworld, and the grade is not low, why don't you take it out and let me open my eyes?"

The girl smiled steadily, the light in her hand changed, and there was a small round mirror, with a faint silver thread crisscrossing it, like the shell of a turtle.

One of the four spirits of the Xuanwu is the turtle and snake combined * body, the turtle is also a rare longevity and spiritual ability in the world, the girl said chiseled, this spirit turtle may be really wonderful.