Zizi!

Woohoo!

The fire lotus scorched the black mist, making a soft sound of oil entering the hot pot. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The black mist rolled and twisted violently, letting out bursts of roars, like ghosts crying wolf.

Burned, the black mist had already abandoned Mi Xiaoxia and fled in all directions in this underground space, but each black mist had nearly a hundred fire lotuses attached to it, and where could it escape.

For a while, the wailing continued, and nine black mist scurried around in pain.

"I'm going to kill you!

The black mist was constantly scorched by the fire lotus, and the Hundred Damage Dao shouted in his mouth, and he was about to pounce on Mi Xiaoxia.

Mi Xiaoxia sneered at the corner of his mouth and stood there without moving. If the Hundred Loss Daoist dared to step forward, he would be able to kill him immediately! But as soon as the Hundred Loss Daoist took a few steps, he suddenly stopped, and then fell to his knees with weak legs.

Seeing that his face was pale and sweating profusely, he turned out to be extremely painful.

"Empathetic?"

Mi Xiaoxia's eyes widened slightly, and it seemed that there was some kind of connection between the Hundred Damage Dao and the Black Mist, and he felt that he could communicate with each other.

In this way, it makes sense, why these black mist are so spiritual, and they can attack Mi Xiaoxia independently. It seems that there is an advantage and a disadvantage, and everything cannot be both.

Mi Xiaoxia's guess is not bad, but in fact, it is not quite. Between the Hundred Damage Dao and the Black Mist, it's not as simple as empathy, but life!

Mi Xiaoxia didn't know this, he just commanded the Extreme Yang True Fire Lotus to continuously melt and burn those black mist.

It seems to be mutually reinforcing, and even the black mist that Mi Xiaoxia's peerless realm skills can't help it, encountering the Extreme Yang True Fire is like butter encountering a hot knife, reducing and disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Stop...... Stop!"

A moment later, the Hundred Loss Daoist was in agony, lying on the ground and shouting hoarsely.

"Please, stop, please. ”

After a few more minutes, the seven weaker black mist had been completely wiped out, and the two stronger ones had also shrunk by half. The Hundred Damage Daoists were already extremely weak and began to wail and beg for mercy.

"Uh...... Belch...... Spare your life!"

When the last two clouds of black mist were also burned out, the Hundred Damage Daoist suddenly let out a miserable shout.

Immediately afterward, he was seen to stiffen, and then began to wither at a rate visible to the naked eye. It was just like a withering plant, and the flesh and blood of the Hundred Damaged Dao people were quickly exhausted, and in just a moment, they turned into a dry corpse with tight skin!

"That's ...... so"

After destroying the black mist, the Hundred Damage Dao people will also die, which Mi Xiaoxia did not expect before. Looking at the corpse of the Hundred Damaged Daoists, he couldn't help but sneer twice, he deserved it.

"Haha, out of the treasure chest!"

After the death of the Hundred Damage Daoist, a golden treasure chest was condensed under his corpse, Mi Xiaoxia's eyes lit up, and he walked over in two or three steps.

The Hundred Losses Daoist is the master of the two elders of Xuan Ming, and the most important thing is that his martial arts are extremely strange, which even makes Mi Xiaoxia, a peerless master, embarrassed for a while, and guesses that the value of this treasure chest must be extraordinary.

Mi Xiaoxia habitually rubbed his palms and opened the treasure chest.

"Hint: Get a Secret Tip!"

"It's a secret!"

When he heard the prompt, Mi Xiaoxia was overjoyed and hurriedly chose to pick it up. Immediately after, a black-covered book appeared in the storage space.

"Ghost control technique: Fang Shi evil magic, draw the soul of a person to refine into a ghost. The refined ghost mist has the strength of the previous life, and is not afraid of fists and swords, but it will be restrained by the things of the sun. Once refined, it is closely related to each other, and it is worth cultivating with life!"

Seeing the brief introduction of the secret book, Mi Xiaoxia was stunned, it turned out to be a ghost master! How could there be such a thing as ghost control!

"Ghost control meets the learning conditions, whether to learn or not. ”

"No!"

The prompt sounded immediately, and Mi Xiaoxia, who had always been as good as Han Xin had with more soldiers, chose to refuse this time.

Speaking of which, since there is sword control and fire control, why can't there be ghost control skills. But the question is, this so-called ghost control technique actually involves the soul, is it a bit over-the-top for the martial arts world?

Leave that aside, just talk about power. Fang Cai Mi Xiaoxia has already experienced it personally, and I have to say that the ghost control technique does have its uniqueness.

But correspondingly, the disadvantages of ghost control are also very large.

First of all, if you want to refine the ghost mist, you need to extract the living soul. If you want to refine a powerful ghost mist, you need to extract the soul of a master. The so-called living soul is the soul of a living person.

Just imagine, it is difficult for the uniform master to extract the soul, not to mention that the success rate is even lower and scary. According to the secret book, extracting dozens of living souls may not refine a cloud of ghost mist.

Even if it is a Hundred Losses Daoist, it has taken most of his life to refine only nine clouds of ghost mist. And what is really valuable is only the ghost fog of those two first-class strengths.

If you take the level of Mi Xiaoxia, wouldn't it be a ghost mist at the level of a peerless master, which can be regarded as valuable.

But just imagine, how can there be so many peerless masters, let Mi Xiaoxia extract the soul.

I have to say that the profession of summoner, whether it is strong or not depends on the baby, and the restrictions are too great.

And the most important thing is that once it is refined into a ghost mist, it will be related to the cultivation of one's own life, and it will be lost. Just like Fang Cai, Mi Xiaoxia burned the ghost mist, and the Hundred Damage Dao people also died.

If Mi Xiaoxia cultivates the ghost control technique to refine the ghost mist, not to mention how much effect it can have, first of all, there will be one more death hole!

So after thinking about it for a while, Mi Xiaoxia decided to give up this martial art.

"Ghost Trick...... I really don't know what to say. ”

Mi Xiaoxia shook his head, it was indeed a pity that he couldn't cultivate when he prescribed the secret book.

However, speaking of which, the content of this ghost control technique is magical, and Mi Xiaoxia has never been exposed to it before, which can be regarded as opening a new door for him.

Immediately afterwards, Mi Xiaoxia walked towards the corpse of the second elder Xuanming. Previously, Mi Xiaoxia killed two people with a purple gold flying sword, and also condensed a golden treasure chest.

But because of the fierce fight with the Hundred Losses Daoist, he didn't care about it for the time being.

"Hint: Get a Secret Tips!"

The treasure chest is opened, and it is another secret book.

Mi Xiaoxia was overjoyed, only to see a book with a green cover appear in the storage space.

"Xuanming Divine Palm: Palm Technique, top-level martial arts. It requires a flexible physique of 75 and a palm comprehension of 150. The Hundred Losses Daoist created his own unique learning, and his palm power was extremely poisonous. After Dacheng, you can invade your opponent with cold poison, and you can't solve it unless you have the power of the Yang Spirit!"

After reading the notes, Mi Xiaoxia was first happy, then depressed.

I'm glad that I finally opened a normal secret, although it ranks relatively low among the top martial arts, but after all, it is also a top martial art.

And as an evil skill, the actual combat effect of the Xuanming Divine Palm is still very good, as long as it does not encounter the Zhiyang Kung Fu of the Jiuyang Divine Skill, the general master will have a headache.

But what is frustrating is that Mi Xiaoxia does not major in palm technique, so he is not satisfied with the flexible physique and palm comprehension in the learning conditions, and he can't learn it at all!

"Forget it, let's put it away first. ”

I had no choice but to put this secret book in the storage space temporarily.

"Zhao Min ......"

After dealing with it properly, Mi Xiaoxia walked towards Zhao Min. I saw her fall to the ground, still unconscious.

Before, the Hundred Losses Daoist wanted to treat Zhao Min as a tribute, so he untied her ropes. But for some reason, from the time Mi Xiaoxia came in to the present, Zhao Min has been in a coma.

Mi Xiaoxia tested Zhao Min's pulse, although the pulse was disordered, it was not a big problem, but it looked a little like a void that could not be replenished. Mi Xiaoxia didn't care, and reached out to pat a few acupoints behind Zhao Min.

"Hmm!"

Immediately after a muffled snort, after being stimulated, Zhao Min woke up slowly.

"Mi Xiaoxia......"

Zhao Min opened his eyes and suddenly saw Mi Xiaoxia in front of him, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then sighed helplessly.

"I didn't expect you to be really caught by them, but unfortunately I can't save you......"

“......”

Mi Xiaoxia was speechless for a while, Zhao Min had just woken up, and it seemed that he hadn't figured out the situation yet.

But it's strange to say, at this time he was wearing a human skin mask, how could Zhao Min recognize him at a glance?

In fact, Mi Xiaoxia had also tried to mask before, or other disguises, but they were all seen through by Zhao Min at a glance. Mi Xiaoxia has always wondered how Zhao Min recognized him.

"Wake up, I'm here to save you, the second elder of Xuan Ming and the Hundred Damage Dao people have been killed by me. ”

Seeing that Zhao Min was still a little confused, Mi Xiaoxia smiled and shook her shoulder.

"Help me...... Kill ......"

Zhao Min opened his eyes, then was helped up by Mi Xiaoxia, looked around, and sure enough, he saw the corpses of the two elders of Xuan Ming and the mysterious old Dao.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, Mi Xiaoxia turned out to be fine.

"By the way, I'm wearing a human skin mask, how do you recognize me?"

Seeing that Zhao Min was gradually sobering up, Mi Xiaoxia couldn't help but ask.

"The distance between your eyes. ”

Zhao Min rubbed his forehead, which was still a little faint, and said directly without selling it.

"The distance between the eyes?"

Mi Xiaoxia was slightly stunned, and then suddenly remembered.

Yes, no matter how powerful the disguise is, there is one thing that cannot be changed, and that is the distance between the eyes. And it is said that there are no two people who have the same distance between their eyes.

Mi Xiaoxia couldn't help but smile, it turned out to be so, no wonder.

"By the way, we need to get out of here. ”

Now is not the time to chat, they are still in the underground of the Mongolian palace. And after such a long time, the current Mongolian palace may have been turned upside down.

"Hmm...... Hmm, I'm so hot......"

Just about to leave with Mi Xiaoxia, Zhao Min suddenly stood again, pulled the clothes on his collar and said.

"Hot?"

Mi Xiaoxia frowned slightly, it is now the cold winter wax moon, and it is even cooler underneath the ground, how can it be hot.

Looking at Zhao Min again, his face was flushed, his snort was heavy, and there was a layer of fine fragrant sweat on his neck that had been exposed.

"Not good!"

Mi Xiaoxia suddenly realized, glanced at the female corpse on the ground again, and hurriedly checked Zhao Min's pulse, and then couldn't help but change his face.

The Hundred Losses Daoist perform evil rituals in a vain attempt to summon the Golden Heavenly God, the ancestor of the Mongolian people. This ritual is really a bit unbearable.

At that time, the golden god appeared because of his union with the female ancestor of the Mongolian tribe, Alan. Therefore, he thinks that as long as he selects the outstanding women of the Golden Family and teases them as much as possible, he can lead to the Golden God.

As for why the Hundred Losses Dao people summoned the Golden Heavenly God, Mi Xiaoxia didn't know. But if it is really successful through this ritual summoning, it is definitely a lewd ~ god.

And in order to achieve the most provocative effect, the Hundred Damage Daoist gave these women an aphrodisiac with extremely strong medicinal properties in advance. Therefore, there was the scene when Mi Xiaoxia just came in.

"Hmm, Mi Xiaoxia, hold me ......"

At this time, Zhao Min hugged Mi Xiaoxia, humming in her mouth, while rubbing Mi Xiaoxia's body with her body.

Obviously, Zhao Min was also taken that aphrodisiac before, and the effect of the medicine occurred at this time.

Mi Xiaoxia's face was a little embarrassed, this medicine is too strong, if she can't help Zhao Min vent her desires, I'm afraid she will die like the previous woman.