Xiao Chen shook his head: "Yan'er, these ghost babies will be scattered in less than a quarter of an hour, hey......"

"What!"

When Xue Yan heard this, her face was painful.

These babies have not seen the beauty of this world, they have been refined by the ghost king, and now they have just been liberated, and they are about to scatter their souls, how unfair the world is.

"Master, is there really no way?"

Although Huo Wu is a man's surname, he can't help but be sad at this time.

Xiao Chen looked at everyone's expressions, and he also felt embarrassed, and suddenly thought of the world of the Ten Thousand Saints Heavenly Evil Bead.

Perhaps in that lifeless world, without years, these empty souls can exist.

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, there was no way, and turned his gaze to the group of ghost babies.

"Would you like to enter my world, so that you can keep your soul, but ......"

"But what?"

A slightly larger ghost baby bit his finger and asked Xiao Chen crisply.

"But you can never go out, because if you do, you'll be gone!"

"Shhh

Although these ghost babies are just beginning to be enlightened, they also know the consequences of their souls being scattered.

These ghost babies suddenly hesitated, wringing their little hands in place, gesturing, as if thinking about something.

At this moment, a rooster crow suddenly sounded, and the spirit body of a ghost baby instantly turned into nothingness.

"I would ......"

The ghost baby shouted, his face full of anxiety.

Xiao Chen was startled, and saw that the lower body parts of the ghost babies had begun to evaporate, and knew that there was no time.

"All saints and heavenly evils, one thought of the world!"

With a stroke of Xiao Chen's finger, the Ten Thousand Saints Heavenly Evil Bead rippled open a barrier, shooting out a beam of light from the center of the bead.

Seeing this, the ghost babies ran towards the pillar of light with moths out of the flames.

In the blink of an eye, the ghost babies were illuminated by the pillar of light, and all of them turned into black light and submerged into the Ten Thousand Saints Heavenly Evil Pearl.

Xiao Chen looked at the light beads in his palm and felt the heavy weight.

This Ten Thousand Saints Heavenly Evil Bead is no longer a simple treasure, but the home of thousands of ghost babies, the beads are in the soul, and the beads are destroyed and scattered.

Xiao Chen was about to put away the Ten Thousand Saints Heavenly Evil Bead, when he suddenly felt that the whole bead became hot, and when he looked closely, he was suddenly a little surprised.

But seeing that in the vast white world of the Ten Thousand Saints Heavenly Evil Pearl, the ghost babies were sitting cross-legged, their hands folded, their eyes were pious, and the ceiling of their heads was condensed with smallpox.

"The Power of Faith!"

Xiao Chen was really shocked, these ghost babies were able to condense the power of faith, and they were also cultivating while condensing the power of faith.

Xiao Chen could feel that the originally weak souls of these ghost babies were now completely stabilized, and they were faintly growing.

Could it be that the world of the Ten Thousand Saints Heavenly Evil Bead is actually suitable for the existence of ghost cultivators?

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen was faintly excited, I don't know how many ghost cultivators there are in these 100,000 barren mountains, if they are all subdued, what kind of power is this.

The Human Emperor Sect has the vein of the Green Fox, as well as tens of millions of demon soldiers, millions of Buddhas, and counting ghost cultivation, that strength is well-deserved to be the first in the human world.

However, Xiao Chen thought about it, and now he should solve the matter of the wind chime first.

Looking at the half-faced corpse wolf king who was already white bones, Xiao Chen sighed.

Creation is really wonderful, even such a lowly creature can cultivate into a ghost king, but it's a pity.

The Heavenly Vortex Divine Eye scanned back and forth over the body of the half-faced corpse wolf king, and soon found a jade bead embedded in the middle of the ribs in the wolf king's chest.

This jade bead is no bigger than a thumb, but it shines with a silky luster, and it is not ordinary at first glance.

"Xuannu Zhu! It's an ancestor!"

Fenglin was overjoyed, and hurriedly grabbed the Xuannu bead in his hand, and wiped the dust on it with a look of pity.

At this moment, Xiao Chen's cuffs loosened, and a picture scroll fell with the wind.

Xiao Chen was about to open his hand to hold it, but he never thought that the main and secondary painting scrolls seemed to come to life, and began to flicker with light, and in the middle of the night, it was bright and dazzling.

The figure of the woman in the painting moved, and began to dance, and at the same time, the Xuannu bead in Fenglin's palm shattered with a "bang", and a ray of ghostly light escaped from it, submerging into the portrait.

The wind chimes on top of the portrait danced faster and faster, with a sparkle between the eyebrows, and lips trembling slightly, as if to tell something.

Xiao Chen and Xue Yan were both in a daze, looking at a loss.

"Ancestor, what do you want to say?"

Feng Lin tilted his ears sideways, making a gesture of listening.

"How, what did she say?"

"Master, I can't hear clearly, strictly speaking, she can't speak at all!"

Xiao Chen frowned, and then suddenly lit up.

"Yin and yang are separated! what is dead is dead, even if it is obsession and remnant souls, heaven and earth do not recognize it!"

"How's that good?"

Xue Yan and the others were very nervous, the woman in the painting was Fu Xi's beloved, and they couldn't watch her suffer so much.

Xiao Chen put his hands behind his shoulders, wandering in place, looking at the sky from time to time, and saw that the thick night had begun to fade.

The day is coming, and I don't know how many things will happen, so let me go against the way of heaven again!

Xiao Chen's face turned ruthless, he opened his mouth and spit out, and a crystal nucleus fell straight out.

The human emperor turned into a grinding plate and covered the scroll, and the Xuanwen fell down one by one, encircling the scroll tightly.

Xiao Chen nodded, his eyebrows lit up, and out of it came out of his true self in an imperial robe.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm tired!"

"You and I are one, why thank you!"

I smiled, then looked at the wind chimes in the painting and nodded.

"It's a second person, and it's really worthy of the Fuxi Emperor!"

Although the self and Xiao Chen are one, they have their own law, and they can be described as lawless and earthless in their eyes, only their own self.

Therefore, it is necessary to see the surname Mingxin to cultivate the emperor's road, and condense the first emperor book through the ages, which can be described as meritorious.

Although the self belongs to Xiao Chen's body, it can cultivate the magic power on its own, and the self condensed by the integration of the three gods can be said to be better than the quasi-saint corpse.

Xiao Chen is even more confident, when he truly achieves the position of a quasi-saint, he doesn't even need to behead the corpse to preach, just with himself and his own self, he can be invincible under the starry sky, and he is not weak and mixed with the saint at all.

The scriptures in my hand are turned over, and they fall to one of the pages, engraved with the word "Imperial Road", shining brightly, like the ancient moon, majestic and domineering.

The emperor lives with a word, dies with a word, and the way of heaven oppresses the way of the emperor, but if the way of the emperor is strong, he can also suppress the way of heaven.

I looked up to the sky and shouted: "The emperor's road is vast, I will decide on life and death!" With a wave of his finger, the word "imperial road" on the Emperor's Sutra suddenly lit up, and then floated out and fell on the picture scroll.

"You dare!"

A bloody hand fell straight from the sky, and it was about to shatter the scroll.

The beings standing on the scroll of nirvana began to riot, the phantom of all beings, turning back and forth, the thoughts of all beings, singing in the sky.

A mysterious breath made the bloody hands startled, and at this moment, a lotus flower lit up in the grinding plate, swaying, like chaos at the beginning of the opening.

The bloody hand was completely frightened, and he shrunk away, and the undulating sky was calm again.

The word "Imperial Road" is completely printed on the picture scroll, and the wind chimes in the painting seem to be given a new life, and between the eyebrows, it is extremely smart.

"Thank you for your help!"

A woman in a pink suit walked out of the picture scroll slowly, with willow eyebrows and a slender waist, and she was overwhelmed with national color, which was three points more beautiful than in the painting.

Xiao Chen chuckled: "You don't have to thank me, Fu Xi is my teacher, helping you is equivalent to helping him, it's no different, and one more thing is that I can only let you get out of the painting temporarily, you are not full of three souls and six spirits, and you may not have much time to be sober!"

"Hey, I don't know, but after thousands of years, only now I have really been sober, and I still want to thank my son!"

The wind chimes bowed towards Xiao Chenyingying, and between his eyebrows, there was a wisp of sadness, which made people feel distressed.

"Ancestor, you ......" Feng Lin looked at the pink-clad woman in front of him a little timidly.

"Your name is Wind Chimes?"

"Yes, the descendants of the descendants have the same name as the ancestors, which is really offensive!"

Fenglin knelt on his knees, looking ashamed.

Looking at Feng Lin's nervous appearance, Feng Chime felt funny, and coughed lightly: "You don't have to be so restrained, I'm just a dead man." ”

"By the way, Fuxi, he, is he okay?"

Before the tears flowed, the last sentence of "Are you okay" The wind chime was still in tears after all, and I couldn't suppress my sadness anymore.

"Hey, there are love threads in the world, regardless of immortals and mortals, the fairy asked me if my teacher is okay, but my teacher misses the fairy, are you okay?"

"He, it turns out!"

The wind chimes were a little happy, but after half ringing, they were even more painful.

"I'd rather he forget me, forget me, so that he will be happy, how has he been doing these ten thousand years?"

"Neither dead nor alive, neither human nor ghost. ”

"How so?"

Feng Chime was a little shocked, she knew Fu Xi's Xuan Gong, even if she suddenly heard the bad news in Buzhou Mountain, she was sure that Fu Xi would be fine.

But he never thought that the Fuxi in Xiao Chen's mouth was in a bad situation.

Xiao Chen sighed, and then told Fuxi's situation one hundred and fifty ten, before and after.

After saying this, the wind chime was already in tears, muttering to himself.

"It turns out that he has lived so hard!"