It wasn't until Wu Qiutian returned to Potian that Xiao San came out of his body, and the restlessness in his body disappeared completely after Xiao San appeared.

Inside the broken sky, Wu Qiutian looked at the dark green beads, and beside him was the little third who turned into a human form and looked sad.

"What's wrong with Little Green?"

Xiao San said: "If you die, if the boss absorbs this demon ancestral spirit, you can get some of the energy on Xiao Lu's body." The poison on his body is a rare toxin in this heaven and earth, and even the true fire of samadhi may not be able to be refined quickly. ”

"Why is he so bothered!" Wu Qiutian felt helpless.

If he knew Xiao Lu's approach in advance, he would never let Xiao Lu die, after so many years of getting along, even if it is a demon beast, there is affection between the two parties.

The fusion of ancestral spirits may become very difficult, but his current cultivation really doesn't need Xiao Lu to do such a thing as icing on the cake.

Xiao San smiled: "Boss, this green-haired turtle just thinks too much, you see that I don't have so many ideas." However, the boss green haired turtle is also doing this for your own good, if he doesn't go in, I'm afraid that the boss will encounter a lot of trouble when refining this so-called demon ancestral spirit. ”

"Why do you say this?" Wu Qiutian's mood was relatively low, and he felt that Xiao Lu's move was completely superfluous. He believed in his own strength, even without Xiao Lu's help, he would be able to refine the Demon Ancestral Spirit over time.

However, he thought too highly of his own strength, and when Xiao San told the reason, he knew that Xiao Lu was not doing it too much, and he really needed a powerful helper to help him now.

According to Xiao San, Xiao Lu's move is completely to sacrifice himself to fulfill Wu Qiutian.

Touching his conscience, Wu Qiutian asked himself if his feelings for Xiao Lu were definitely not as deep as Xiao San, after all, he was just an unknown ancient demon insect that he snatched back from the Gu Hall by the back soil of the incarnation of the Lich.

In the battle after leaving the Witch Gate, Xiao Lu gave Wu Qiutian countless surprises, and at the same time, a trustworthy bridge began to be established between the two.

Now, Xiao Lu said that he would leave, which was more than when Xiao San was taken away by the southern guardian beast Vermilion Bird, which caught Wu Qiutian off guard.

"Demon beasts like us, if we don't recognize the Lord, then our combat power will be much stronger, and at the same time, there will be many unknown dangers away from us. This piece of heaven and earth has given too many benefits to humans, so our demon beasts also have a lot of benefits. The green turtle is leaving, and I am leaving, because we can't stay with you, because we are monsters. After Xiao San finished speaking, he turned into a streamer and flew into the small bead transformed by the demon ancestral spirit.

Only a thumb-sized bead had an extra spark on it, and a small flaming red bird spread its wings on it, lifelike. On the left side of the bird is a green moth with angry eyes, one red and one green complement each other, constantly alternating.

Wu Qiutian was stunned, listening to Xiao San's words, he thought that he would not run into this so-called demon ancestor spirit as stupidly as Xiao Lu, but he didn't expect him to say one thing and do another.

If it weren't for the fact that the small bead turned by the demon ancestral spirit carried too many lives and expectations on it, Wu Qiutian would have stomped this bead on the spot with one kick.

Suppressing the burning anger in his heart, he finally endured it.

The thumb rubbed the beads of three colors, the calluses on the belly of the fingers slid back and forth to make a harsh and subtle sound, and the two eyebrows, which were not very thick, were already wrinkled together.

The people outside the door were worried, as soon as he came back, he locked himself in the secret room, which was related to cultivation, and no one dared to easily disturb the peace of Wu Qiutian. But worry is inevitable, there is not much danger in the Jiuli Mountain Range, but there is still a Dao Gate there, a Zhang Tianshi who can fight to the death and can seriously injure Wu Qiutian.

Thundered.

The door of the secret room was opened from the outside in a special way, and a beautiful woman in white walked in, the woman was very gentle, sitting quietly beside Wu Qiutian and putting her hand on his shoulder: "What's wrong?"

There is no need to look back, just shrug your nose to know who the person who is coming, at this time, even Yu Canghai and they don't dare to disturb easily, the only one who comes and goes freely in this secret room is Xuanyuan Ling'er.

Sniffing the familiar fragrant scent, Wu Qiutian's frowning brows finally loosened a little, stretched out his rough big hand, and grabbed the soft and smooth little hand and slowly pinched it: "Xiao Lu is willing to die, just so that I can become easier when refining the Demon Ancestral Spirit and enter the Ancestral Spirit." Xiao San also went in, they were all good brothers who had been with me for many years, but in order to fulfill me alone, they all left. The higher I cultivated, the more I realized my incompetence, and there was always someone who could oppress on the top of my head. It used to be the people of the Valley of the God Emperor, then the people of the Demon Clan, and then the people of your father, and now, there is another piece of heaven oppressing. ”

Xuanyuan Ling'er took out her little hand, put it on his shoulder and kneaded it slowly: "Actually, the husband thinks too much about the problem, everything may be very simple, but the husband himself complicates things. Perhaps, the appearance of Xiao San and Xiao Lu was originally arranged by this so-called heaven, and when they needed to sacrifice their lives, they couldn't do anything. Father may have been used as a stepping stone for you a long time ago, but we are in prison, and we don't know it. ”

Wu Qiutian's eyes lit up.

Xuanyuan Ling'er has a point, from beginning to end, the people who appear in his life may have their own missions, and when the master of fate needs these people to die, no one can stop them.

And he is just a slightly out of control pawn. If you don't work hard and continue to struggle, maybe one day, fate will return to Wu Fatian's hands.

"No, I am in control of my destiny, and I will never let anyone control my destiny. Wu Qiutian stood up suddenly and shouted peace.

Xuanyuan Ling'er smiled.

Seeing the energetic husband again, this is something worthy of her smile.

Wu Qiutian can look at the world, can crisscross the seas, can break the sky in anger, but must not sink into the sea of suffering.

He carries the hopes of too many people, and if one day, he can stand on the top of the world, and at that time, he will be qualified to enjoy the emotion of self-pity that does not belong to monks.

"Daughter-in-law, pass the order, all the big and small affairs of the breaking sky will be handed over to Yu Canghai and Zhao Hai to make a joint decision, and I want to retreat. After Wu Qiutian left a sentence, he sat down cross-legged, ignoring Xuanyuan Ling'er who was watching him beside him.

The Demon Ancestral Spirit, which has three colors alternating on the outside, is much more cunning than the Divine Ancestral Spirit, and the entire Ancestral Spirit's spirit body is hidden in the depths of the beads, and in the deepest place, the Demon Ancestral Spirit, who has long had spiritual wisdom, is showing his teeth and claws, and is obviously ready to attack Wu Qiutian at any time.

The spirit body condensed a sharp sword, and the most central part of the bead had at least a thousand sword-shaped aura, as long as Wu Qiutian came in, the divine consciousness would definitely be attacked by the spirit body, and it would be hit hard.

The spirit body is the best weapon for attacking the divine consciousness, and it is absolutely impossible for an ordinary divine consciousness to have any collision with the spirit that has already developed the spirit and still be intact.

When Wu Qiutian's divine consciousness was about to enter the bead, the Wu Clan's ancestral spirit that had been fused with the ancestral spirit of the Protoss who had been sleeping in the sea of consciousness suddenly opened his little eyes, and the cold light in his eyes bloomed, and for the first time, the little thing used the advantage of the spirit body to prevent the spread of Wu Qiutian's divine consciousness.

The divine sense was suddenly grabbed by a small hand, and Wu Qiutian said with some displeasure: "What are you doing!"

Zu Ling showed a mischievous smile: "It's okay, it's just fun." ”

Wu Qiutian didn't care, and planned to continue to use his divine sense to investigate the internal structure of the small bead, but as soon as his divine sense touched the small bead, he was pulled back by the ancestral spirit.

After several times, Wu Qiutian also sensed that something was wrong, he stopped all the movements in his divine sense, and asked, "Is there danger inside?"

Zu Ling said disdainfully: "If there is no danger, do you think I will be idle and run out without sleeping, I can't do it, you want to die, I don't want to die, you are my master, but you don't have the ability to control me now, once you die, I can't live." ”

"What the hell is going on?" Wu Qiutian asked as he came back to his senses.

Zu Ling said: "This little cub of the demon clan is smart enough, if it weren't for the fact that they are all spirits and can sense each other's state, I would have really fallen into it." If you want to harm my master, let's see if I'm willing to agree. ”

Before the words fell, the ancestral spirit burrowed into the small green beads, and at the same time, a touch of Wu Qiutian's divine sense was made into silk threads by it and wrapped around his golden little body.

The inner world is very large, at least compared to a small thing like the Wu Clan's ancestral spirit, it is like a world, and there is no edge visible at a glance.

As soon as the ancestral spirit appeared, the demon ancestral spirit immediately launched an attack, ten thousand swords fired together, and the sharp sword blade was much stronger than those so-called magic weapons in the mortal world. But the openings only appeared for a moment before they disappeared.

Seeing that it was his own kind, the Demon Ancestor Spirit looked abnormal: "How is it, have you forgotten our master now!"

The ancestor spirit of the Wu clan waved his hand to conjure up a stool, and after sitting down, it raised Erlang's legs and the old god said in the ground: "What master is not the master, my master is now called Wu Qiutian, if you are not interested, I will accept you for the master." ”

The demon ancestor spirit was stunned, and then sneered: "Haha, what a joke, a spirit body that is dozens of times stronger than the main body can have such a weak master." It doesn't matter if you are willing to fall yourself, don't forget the words of your original master. ”

The Wu Clan Ancestor Spirit said lightly: "I have never forgotten my previous master, but that one I am already dead, and I am already dead when I fought with the God Clan Ancestor Spirit. Standing in front of you now is a new me, this one I have only one master, and his name is Wu Qiutian. ”