"Give me town, town, town!" The stone milk worm's brutal attack ability and flying speed caught Xiao San Xiaolu off guard, and it successfully entered the soul of Wu Qiutian.

And Wu Qiutian's soul suppression technique had not yet been fully launched at this time, and in the face of the stormy attack of the stone milk insects, he was too busy to take care of himself.

The stone milk worms that have entered the soul make Xiao San and Xiao Lu helpless, and Wu Qiutian's soul cannot enter, because they are not Wu Qiutian's natal pets, and they have not recognized the master.

After entering Wu Qiutian's soul, the stone milk worm opened its small mouth to devour it, but soon, it realized that its efforts were in vain.

No matter how it gnawed, Wu Qiutian's consciousness always existed, and it didn't feel the slightest pain in Wu Qiutian's consciousness.

The earthworm-like stone milk worm flipped its body inside Wu Qiutian's soul and slowly stopped moving.

"Let me out. The unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded in Wu Qiutian's soul.

Listening to that voice, it looked a little old, and I didn't know how many years this little stone milk worm had lived under the ice.

After hearing the voice, Wu Qiutian endured it at first, until the stone milk worm roared again, intending to run around in the depths of his soul, that he used his soul to communicate with him: "You actually have wisdom?"

"The old man existed in ancient times, and he would definitely have wisdom. You'd better let the old man go, don't [a^book^read^novel][.[ yb][du].] However, the old man made your soul scattered, and when the time comes, don't blame the old man for being ruthless. "The stone milkworm said viciously.

Wu Qiutian said indifferently: "You are an old man, how many years have you lived, and why do you want me to let you go?"

The stone milk worm said lightly: "Your dantian can't produce witch breath, and the old man has spent thousands of years to help you, isn't this a qualification? If this is not the case, then the old man will punish you a little, and you will be in pain, can you let the old man go?"

"You are embarrassed to say that it is okay to run rampant in my dantian, and you still want to break into the depths of my soul and do something. Just this point, I can let you die without a place to be buried, what qualifications do you have to negotiate with me. Wu Qiutian said angrily.

The stone milk worm said disdainfully: "Little doll, it's better not to say too much, you know the old man's power, that's just to make you have a longer memory, who told you that the old man caught it." ”

Wu Qiu didn't come to one place, obviously it was this stone milk worm who smelled the smell of blood and ran over by himself, but now he hit a rake, saying that he locked him up.

He suppressed the idea of suppressing the stone milk worm directly in his mind, and asked softly: "What do you want to do, how can I let you out?"

"Well, isn't this attitude right, the old man is not unreasonable, now your skills can be restored, although you have suffered a little, but it is nothing, now you knock your head open, the old man can go out. "The old god of the stone milk worm is in the tunnel.

Wu Qiu Tianxin said: You think beautifully, if it weren't for your appearance, I wouldn't have suffered so much, now that there is a soul suppression technique, I see what you can do to me. ”

Unexpectedly, this appeared in his own mind, but the stone milk worm in his soul heard it correctly. I saw that the body of the stone milk worm suddenly became larger, and the earthworm-like folds kept like a steel knife, constantly searching for his three souls and seven spirits.

Knowing that there was no room for return, the Soul Suppression Technique made a decisive move, wanting to suppress the stone milk worm.

But I didn't expect that this stone milk worm was not easy to break, and in the face of the forced deterrence of the soul suppression technique, there was still the power to resist. For a time, one worm and one person were in a stalemate in the depths of their souls.

Outside, Xuanyuan Ziyi looked at Wu Qiutian's dark face, and his mood was extremely urgent. She slashed his arm open, trying to draw the blood out. But the blood seemed to be coagulated, and even if she sucked it with her mouth, she couldn't suck it at all.

Looking at Wu Qiutian's sometimes frowning and sometimes stretched brows, Xuanyuan Ziyi's reassuring pain was tinged.

At this moment, she knew that she had a real crush on him. It's not a good feeling deliberately created after being robbed of a kiss white body, but a good feeling that really exists between men and women.

In a splendid palace, two middle-aged people with similar looks were silent. Outside the palace, there was a group of swordsmen with long swords, and looking at the true qi lingering on their bodies, you knew that these people were not mediocre hands.

The middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on the high platform frowned slightly, and his sword eyebrows were clustered together, "Hey, there are still such masters in Fanchen?"

On a huge light curtain in front of him, the figure of the multicolored python was revealed.

After a while, everything was clear to him, and the middle-aged man smiled: "It turned out to be the long worm, interesting." ”

"Big brother, it's time to let Ziyi come back!" Although the middle-aged man in the audience and the middle-aged man on the stage are similar in appearance, they do not have that unstoppable sharpness, and they seem to be much more peaceful.

Compared with the former's arrogant character and sharp eyes, the latter is like an ancient well that has not moved for thousands of years, without a trace of ripples.

The middle-aged man with sword eyebrows smiled and said: "Why are you an uncle more anxious than me as a father, don't worry, she can't have an accident." She has my natal blood in her, and she will be able to come back as soon as it works out. ”

The amiable middle-aged man said expressionlessly: "Big brother, don't forget, she is your daughter, and she is now taken away by that person." ”

"The way of the sword, one way forward, the cultivation of the truth, the eternal evergreen, is just a dispensable diaphragm, what's the big deal. The middle-aged man with Jian Mei behaved extremely indifferently, as if the object of their conversation was not his daughter, but a stranger.

"Is the ancestral spirit of the Wu clan really that important?Now that the eldest brother is no one here, why should he hurt people's lives and do unrighteous deeds?" The kind middle-aged man showed a somewhat urgent look, he still valued this niece very much.

The middle-aged man with sword eyebrows raised his eyebrows, and said unhappily: "Don't forget, I'm your brother." After so many years, you and my brothers have supported each other to get to where we are today, but do you think that I am really no one here? The way of heaven is long, what is the way of heaven? Why do we have to be dominated by the way of heaven, who are the people outside the sky?"

The kind middle-aged man said with some sadness: "We are just ordinary people, how can the Dao of Heaven have anything to do with me? I only know that Ziyi is our relative, not a slave." You can let her do anything, but if those things are things she doesn't want to do, I hope Big Brother doesn't force it. ”

The middle-aged man with sword eyebrows shouted: "Ridiculous, it was her own willingness to approach that kid to get back the ancestral spirit of the Wu Clan, when did I persecute her." ”

"If you weren't going to marry her to Zhang Daoling, who she didn't like, do you think she would choose to get close to that kid? Big brother, after being selfish for so many years, when will you be able to think about others. Ziyi, this child was brought up by me since he was a child, and in addition to cultivating, you are looking for the inheritance of the witch clan, the demon clan, and the god clan. You are bent on exploring what the unknown Heavenly Dao is, but after so many years of hard work, what have you gained? Ziyi has always thought that I am her father when she was twelve years old, don't you feel a little guilty!" The kind middle-aged man does not look as kind as he seems at the moment, the so-called mud bodhisattva also has three points of anger, and when an honest person gets angry, he himself is afraid.

The middle-aged man with sword eyebrows was furious, and forcibly endured it for a long time before he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "You don't have to worry about my business." ”

The kind middle-aged man hurriedly said: "You are my eldest brother, how can I not care." ”

The two looked at each other for a long time, and the middle-aged man with sword eyebrows finally made a concession: "Alas... There are some things, I don't say that you also understand in your heart, the purple clothes are just the product of my impulse, but the matter has come to this, and it is useless to say more. She is my daughter, it's not that I don't care about her, but I can't get over the hurdle in my heart. Don't worry, with me for a day, I will never let anyone hurt her. ”

When the kind middle-aged man saw him say this, he knew that his brother had endured it to the extreme, and he also knew that the things he had decided would never change again.

He glanced at his brother in disappointment and sighed: "I hope so!" With that, he walked away, leaving the middle-aged man with sword eyebrows in a daze.

After a long pause, he returned his attention to the huge curtain of light, and suddenly, his eyes lit up, his hands quickly pinched in the air, and his fingers were smashed into the curtain like meteors.

The multicolored python under the ice was alarmed in his heart, and a giant sword volleyed into the air, directly through the ice, and flew quickly towards the multicolored python.

The multicolored python moved its huge body and cursed in its mouth: "Damn, it's still so stingy." ”

Its speed was fast, but it was still not as fast as the giant sword arrived, and with a thud, the tail of the multicolored python was cut off by the giant sword.

A voice came into its ears: "Little long worm, I was talking to my daughter, you dared to interfere, don't you want to live!"

Thirty thousand miles away, a bald head suddenly looked up at the sky, his eyes were solemn, and opposite him was an old man with a red face.

The bald head turned his head and scolded into the sky: "Lu Donghua, you are fucking shameless." ”

The old man behind him had a strange look on his face, but he was shocked in his heart.

At this time, the battle between Wu Qiutian and the stone milk insect had reached a critical juncture, and the level of his soul suppression cultivation was too low, although there were countless poisonous insects that helped him consume a lot of the stone milk worm's strength, but in the soul, he still felt that he had some more than enough strength and insufficient strength.

Xuanyuan Ziyi hugged Wu Qiutian tightly who was trembling but sweating like rain, and his eyes were wet with tears. At this moment, she suddenly felt scared, afraid that Wu Qiutian would die like this, and she didn't know where this fear came from.

At this moment, the power of the giant sword penetrated from under the Xuanbing Ice, and Xuanyuan Ziyi hugged Wu Qiutian, and let out a low cry in horror: "Father!"

After the momentum, two more strong breaths rushed from a distance, and after making sure that the strong momentum did not mean to harm Wu Qiutian, Xuanyuan Ziyi stared towards the south, and his true qi was released, but his hands were still tightly holding Wu Qiutian's cold body.