The sudden turn of the situation was for Li Hankong. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info is another experience from death to life, he frowned and looked at the two people in front of him, the strong illusion fluctuations on the man who was as strong as an iron tower. It is enough to show that his strength is extraordinary.

But no matter how Li Hankong perceived it, he couldn't sense a trace of the fluctuation of phantom qi on the girl who covered her face with a light veil, Li Hankong frowned, generally speaking, he couldn't perceive the strength of people who were either above him in strength, or mortals who had not cultivated. But the girl is likely to fall into the former.

With a purple flute in her hand, she saved the situation on the verge of defeat, which is enough to see that this woman is extraordinary. Li Hankong turned his head to look at Liu Yan who was leaving, and the cold glint in his eyes was even stronger, but now he still didn't dare to relax in the slightest, and whether the other party was friend or foe was still unknown for the time being, so he could only improvise.

The sound stopped, the woman's jade finger covering her face with a light veil lightly, and a faint white light shot into Su Mu's forehead, Su Mu only felt a refreshing feeling ripple all over his body, and even the impulsive desire that was difficult to contain in his heart when he saw the blood just now gradually dissipated.

Master Lu gave up resistance, and the ghost king banner that originally released a monstrous and fierce light gradually dimmed, and the hideous skull on the banner had been shaken by the sound of the mysterious girl's flute. Lost its original hideousness and became languishing.

"Xiao Yu, let's go back, this time the reward will be given, I guess the eldest brother should be the top again. The girl's expression was gloomy, and she had previously used the purple gold phoenix to make her lose a lot of phantom energy, but fortunately, she was able to save the defeat.

Qin Yu put shackles on Master Lu's dry palm, which was a torture instrument, which could greatly hinder the circulation of phantom qi in the body, and the three of them turned into three streamers and disappeared in place, leaving only Su Mu and Li Hankong who were stunned to watch them leave.

"Huh, I almost hung up just now!" Li Hankong's expression was solemn, looking at the mottled sword inserted in the dirt with a little emotion, he had experienced too much life or death in just a few days, even if he had experienced strong winds and waves, he was a little unbearable.

Finally broke through the barrier laid by the Liuyun Sect, escaped from the Cangjin Mountain without danger, and experienced such a life and death, both Li Hankong and Su Mu were physically and mentally exhausted at the moment, Su Mu felt the white light that the mysterious girl merged into his body, and a picture flashed in his eyes for a moment, it was very blurry, and it disappeared in an instant, but Su Mu had a sense of déjà vu.

When the scorching sun shone on Su Mu's immature cheeks, the feeling became more and more intense, and a vague outline appeared in his mind, and what was faintly visible were five incomparably vigorous big characters "Langya White Jade Terrace!"

"Hey, boy, are you okay!" Li Hankong looked at Su Mu's sluggish appearance, thinking that he was frightened by Master Lu's hideous skull, and immediately asked, for fear that Su Mu would have a nightmare in his heart.

"No... It's okay..."Su Mu was stunned at first, and the five vigorous characters that appeared in his mind lingered for a long time. Langya Baiyutai appeared in his mind like a nightmare, and like the strange blood sea sailboat before, it became the puzzle that Su Mu wanted to solve the most.

Li Hankong just glanced at Su Mu, looked at the corpse of the killer who fell to the ground, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a fierce killing intent burst out of him. "Liu Yan has a deep hatred, I will never die with you!" he said, picking up the mottled sword on the ground and stabbing it in his chest.

Suddenly, blood poured into his chest, Li Hankong felt the pain, only in this way could he temporarily forget the inner demons brought to him by hatred, and there would be no inner demons in his cultivation for a long time.

"Boy, you and I are still fateful, this mottled sword will be given to you, I don't know if we can meet this time, you remember that I Li Hankong owes you a life, we will come for a long time, and there will be a period later." A hint of determination flashed in Li Hankong's eyes, he knew that he was destined to have too many ties with Su Mu, which would do no harm to Su Mu.

Li Hankong's feet shifted and changed his steps, turning into a streamer and disappearing in the sight of Su Mu in an instant, Su Mu looked at Li Hankong's departing figure in a daze, frowned and picked up the mottled sword covered with rust, and wanted to swing it like Li Hankong before, but he found a painful reality.

He couldn't move this sword at all, even if he tried all his strength, he could barely hold it a little, "This sword is so heavy!" Su Mu smiled bitterly, but then he thought that basically every spiritual weapon has extraordinary destructive power, and there is an essential difference between it and the magic weapon refined by the Yin and Evil Method. The spirit represents the light, and the demon represents the darkness.

Su Mu looked at the clumsy mottled sword a little sluggishly, and a sense of powerlessness was derived from his heart, but the next moment the tiger pendant on his chest emitted a terrifying blood light, which actually swallowed the two corpses that had died under the mottled sword before.

Originally, there was still a flesh and blood corpse, at the moment when the tiger fell into blood, only a crystal white bone remained, the strange scene made Su Mu a little unacceptable, he tried to take off the tiger pendant on his chest, but the tiger pendant that absorbed the flesh and blood energy gradually became illusory, and finally turned into a tiger-shaped pattern printed on Su Mu's chest.

At the same time, a violent energy raged in Su Mu's limbs, Su Mu only felt that his dantian was about to be burst, and that explosive power made him feel that the only trace of phantom qi left in his body had been infinitely expanded.

The dantian has reached unprecedented saturation, and it is also the limit that Su Mu's body can support, and slowly the power is absorbed little by little by the tiger-shaped pattern on Su Mu's chest, and after about a few breaths, the tiger-shaped pattern originally inlaid in Su Mu's chest slowly broke away from Su Mu's chest, turning into a blood light flowing on Su Mu's forehead, and during this period, Su Mu had already passed out in pain.

"A Langya white jade platform, waiting for green silk white for thousands of years.

There is a sentence buried in my heart, why don't you come yet?" In the dream, Su Mu saw a corner of the attic, which was a little blurry. The sound of the piano rippled in the distance, and only these four sentences accompanied the sound of the piano were constantly echoing in the ears of Su Mu.

At this moment, the world in the dream was so real, Su Mu wanted to see the appearance of the Fuqin woman, but no matter how he rubbed his eyes, he couldn't see it thoroughly, and there was a faint trace of white mist covering everything.

Boom!

The light voice is like a guqin with broken strings, an open water area is presented in front of Su Mu, the misty water surface ripples from time to time, the water surface full of lotus flowers, a woman's toes gently step on the lotus leaf, let the river wind wrinkle the corners of her clothes.