The cyan light flickered slightly, gradually losing its brilliance. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the light, I saw a gray-haired old woman with a purple gold cane in her hand, suspended above Nangong Han's head, with a pale face and deep eyes.

"Grandmother?" At the same time that the cyan light appeared, Nangong Han seemed to recognize something, and his spirit perked up, and he immediately screamed in shock. "This man killed Mu He...... Grandmother, grandmother save me!"

"Noise. The gray-haired old woman glanced at Nangong Han, who was half-buried in the yellow sand, and her cloudy eyes showed a little disappointment, and then she snorted coldly, squinting and looking at Luoyang.

It was a pair of deep and cold eyes, just this glance, which suddenly shocked Luoyang's heart, and the cultivation in his body couldn't help but solidify, and his heart was shocked.

This kind of breath is not unfamiliar to Luoyang, it is exactly ...... Build the foundation!

That's right, this gray-haired old woman, she's a foundation building monk!

At the same time as this foundation-building aura appeared, an area near the soul banner seemed to be carved out of the roaring sand field, forming a space of its own, falling into an eerie tranquility.

In this dead silence space with a radius of ten zhang, Luoyang stared at the old woman in the light, and his expression was extremely solemn.

In fact, since Luoyang has been cultivating, not to mention his repeated life and death, just this so-called foundation building monk, he has also been in contact with many times, logically speaking, he should not be so shocked.

The real reason...... He had seen this gray-haired old woman!

"Spirit Corpse Sect Leader!"

Luoyang's heart sank, and he immediately recalled in his mind that he was in the strange black clouds above the main peak of the Spirit Gate...... An old woman who is one of the thirteen foundation building powerhouses!

Yes, the gray-haired old woman in front of her is the one who cut off He Zhangzun's arm by despicable means...... Spirit Corpse Sect Leader!

"Look at your eyes, you seem to recognize the old body. In the cyan light, the gray-haired old woman didn't know what she noticed, shook her head and smiled, her voice sharp and indifferent.

"Since you know it...... Why don't you get out of here?"

The gray-haired old woman's voice echoed, and Nangong Han under him looked ecstatic, looking at Luoyang's eyes full of provocation, but he seemed to be extremely afraid of the gray-haired old woman, and he didn't dare to speak arrogantly, so he had to sneer and stare at Luoyang.

"Of course I do. ”

Luoyang pondered for a moment, his eyes flashed slightly, and he laughed in a deep voice: "If it weren't for Nangong Zhangzun's unending death, he wouldn't have fallen into the situation he is in today." ”

As soon as these words came out, Nangong raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he couldn't understand Luoyang's words, and he was confused, but it was the gray-haired old woman above his head, and her expression suddenly changed.

"Are you...... The gray-haired old woman's pupils shrank suddenly, and then she seemed to think of something, and muttered, "Impossible...... Under the Upper Xuan Killing Array, how can any disciples of the Spirit Sect survive......"

Capturing the detailed expression of the gray-haired old woman, Luoyang's heart moved slightly, and finally completely solved the confusion in his heart this year.

Although Luoyang had already guessed in his heart about the tampering of the Spirit Gate Guardian Formation, and even affirmed it, it was only his own opinion after all.

Now that he has received affirmation from the Spirit Corpse Sect Palm Venerable, Luoyang can't help but think of the picture of the collapse of the Spirit Gate at the beginning, and he let out a long sigh.

"Don't dare to be disrespectful to Nangong Zhang, take the first step and leave. Luoyang glanced at Nangong Han, who had a vicious look in his eyes, bowed to the old woman in the light, and turned around and walked towards the soul flag.

The gray-haired old woman narrowed her eyes, still thinking about the meaning of Luoyang Fangcai's words, and at this moment, Nangong Han seemed to suddenly remember something, and hurriedly said a word to the gray-haired old woman, which was clearly visible, and the gray-haired old woman's expression changed suddenly.

"Stop!" the gray-haired old woman's shrill voice whistled with a burst of relief. "Leave the Yin Corpse Vase!"

However, when the voice came out, Luoyang's footsteps did not slow down at all, and he still walked straight forward, ignoring it.

"Are you tired of living?"

Seeing this scene, the gray-haired old woman looked indifferent, and shouted clearly.

As her voice echoed, the yellow sand around her suddenly churned, making a loud noise, and it condensed into several gravel dragons, entrenched in front of Luoyang, blocking his way.

A total of four Yellow Sand Dragons, huge and mammoth, eyeing each other, as if as long as Luoyang took another step forward, they would devour him in one bite, but at this moment, a calm voice sounded.

"Looks like I guessed right. ”

Luoyang's footsteps paused slightly, and he slowly turned around, as if smiling, and his eyes fell on the gray-haired old woman.

"You ......" the gray-haired old woman's expression changed slightly.

Yes, the gray-haired old woman, as the head of the Spirit Corpse Sect and the master of a dignified sect, has a lifespan of decades longer than ordinary monks alone, and she is used to seeing wind and rain, how can she not see through Luoyang's means?

In her opinion, I am afraid that the mysterious monk in front of her ...... Didn't even think about leaving!

The reason why he turned around was to tempt!

It cannot be denied that although Luoyang can be invincible in the same realm to a certain extent and proficient in the method of fighting, but the other party is a foundation building monk after all, and if he wants to kill him, it is simply a matter of turning his hands, where do you need to talk more?

However, in the face of Luoyang leaving with the secret treasure of the Spirit Corpse Sect, what the gray-haired old woman did was only ...... Jackie Chan!

This may seem amazing, but it is also quite strange.

No matter how you look at it, it's more like you're ...... Scare Luoyang, or rather...... Warn.

In other words, the gray-haired old woman in the dark cyan light, although she had the aura of foundation building, was a phantom body after all, unable to show her true power.

Confirming this, Luoyang naturally didn't need to take any further steps, he slowly turned around and walked straight towards Nangong Han.

"This son is quite smart, quite in line with the Dao system of my Spirit Corpse Sect...... Although I don't know why he wants to seize the Yin Corpse Treasure Bottle, if he is willing to join the Spirit Corpse Sect, it will not be a ......" The gray-haired old woman did not speak, she lowered her head and groaned, her eyes flickering, I don't know what she was thinking.

However, before she could speak, Nangong Han took the lead in sneering.

"Hehe, now I know that I regret it? In front of my grandmother, you are just a lowly existence like an ant! Hmph, if you abandon your cultivation and break your hands and feet, this young master can intercede for you and make your death more happy!"

Unlike Luoyang, Nangong Han has never struggled on the edge of life and death, just a flower growing in a greenhouse, and he has no scheming, let alone the profound cultivation experience of a gray-haired old woman, he can't detect Luoyang's temptation at all, and when he saw Luoyang walking towards him at this moment, he immediately sneered.

"Shut up for me!" Before Nangong Han finished speaking, the gray-haired old woman on top of his head became inexplicably angry, and her cloudy eyes bloomed with a cold glow.

Nangong Han wanted to continue to speak, but when he heard his grandmother's words at this moment, he was so frightened that he was on pins and needles, and his hair stood on his back, and he didn't dare to say more.

He didn't seem to figure out why his grandmother was suddenly angry, so he had to attribute all the reasons to Luoyang, looking at Luoyang's gaze, which was even more provocative.

"Junior, since you know the old body, you should know the rules of the old body. ”

Although the gray-haired old woman was angry at Nangong Han's provocation, she didn't care too much, in her opinion, being able to join the Spirit Corpse Sect was a great creation for Luoyang, and she couldn't ask for a blessing, so how could she be dissatisfied?

"You killed the disciples of the Spirit Corpse Sect, and you have ill intentions towards my Spirit Corpse Sect's secret treasure...... It stands to reason that the old body should connect with your nine clans, and then throw you into the Spirit Corpse Sect Python Pool, but ......"

"However, the old body is quite careful in your mind, and you have some qualifications...... You immediately start at this moment, swear to the Heavenly Dao with your soul blood, and use it for my Spirit Corpse Sect for the rest of your life, and the old body will allow you to join the Spirit Corpse Sect. ”

The gray-haired old woman seemed to be very satisfied with her words, and she didn't look at Nangong Han, who was dumbfounded, smiled faintly, and cast a flat gaze at Luoyang.

Just at this glance, the gray-haired old woman's thin eyebrows furrowed inexplicably, and she seemed to ...... I didn't see it on Luoyang's face, the expression she wanted to see.

Flattered? No. Ecstasy? Not at all. The hesitation never appeared.

Yes, just a sneer, and...... Suddenly press your hands to the ground!

"Luo also has a set of rules here, dare to ask Nangong Zhangzun, do you know it?"

Luoyang's upper body leaned down slightly, his legs firmly rested on the yellow sandy earth, his hands folded, and he slapped on the ground abruptly!

A fresh breeze blows, rolling up thousands of feet of yellow sand!