West Corridor Underground Palace.

Zhang Qian carefully pondered the situation in his body, although his strength has improved greatly, he has not overcome the fear of demons, and the realm has not been broken, so he is still lacking.

He had a breakthrough experience before, and he naturally understood that it was not easy to open up the sea of qi for the second time, and besides, there was a nuisance of demons in his heart, so he couldn't be careless.

After breathing for a while, he took clean water to wash away the dirt on his body, until his mind and breath reached a perfect point, and then he returned to the underground palace and sat down on the futon, took out the remaining two blood bone flowers and took them together.

It took three days and three nights to refine all the medicinal properties, and the pain was needless to say.

Zhang Qian has long been accustomed to it, his mind is like iron, he will not be alarmed, the medicinal properties gradually dissolve from the body, and the mighty warmth swept through the whole body, making him like a falling furnace fire, the blue-black soft scales could not suppress the violent qi and blood in the body, and the red blood lines under the skin were entangled, just like the exquisite and transparent chicken blood jade, and the breath exhaled was also heavier, like pulling the bellows, blowing the lungs and poisonous fire in the distance with their teeth and claws, and wandering.

For a while, the temperature in the dungeon increased dramatically.

The qi and blood in the body were scorching, and the outside of the body was scorched with poisonous fire, and Zhang Qian's body was like a powder keg at this time, which could explode at any time.

However, his expression did not change in the slightest, he just kept his mind, kept collecting qi and blood, and let it operate in the original trajectory, and the slightest deviation was the end of his death, which showed how dangerous it was, and it was a great test for his mind. This lasted for two days, the qi and blood continued to transform into the essence of the yuan, and the feeling of torment and anxiety in the body gradually disappeared, but the sea of qi seemed to be carrying a ball of fire, and the uncomfortable feeling did not subside in the slightest, but intensified.

However, Zhang Qian's mind had already sunk into a state of no sorrow and no joy, and no matter how great the pain was, it would be difficult for him to frown lightly. The sea of qi gradually loosened, and a crack appeared on the barrier, and a soft sound sounded from the heart, as if the dilapidated wood door was pushed open, and then the whole body was affected, and the sound of collapse was loud.

The dense and fire-like Yuan Jing was suddenly vented, and the blazing heat gradually mild, and there was a feeling of bitterness.

"It's finally done. Zhang Qian was secretly experiencing the wonders, suddenly heard a whimpering wind in his ears, there seemed to be a black shadow flying in front of him, a chill was born from behind, his closed eyes cracked slightly, and he saw the evil ghosts and ghosts flying all over the sky in the cave, one by one they looked miserable, or the stomach was broken, or the head was in a different place, and there was a evil grimace that seemed to be smashed by a hammer, and the face was not clear, and the horror was abnormal.

"The demon of fear is coming, but just a demon can make me fear......ful? Huh?" Zhang Qian's mind was firm, seeing these terrifying and abnormal evil ghosts like dung, just disgusted and disgusting, but without the slightest fear, he was about to break them, but he found that these evil ghosts were a little familiar, but he was slightly shocked when he looked closely, it turned out that these evil ghosts were all dead in his hands, including the officials of Qingyang County, and Li He and Wang Shu.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether this evil ghost was an illusion born in his heart, or whether these people were incarnated by their unjust spirits.

But he didn't care, he just sneered: "You don't know how to stop when you die, you have to be irritable with me, don't get out of the way, otherwise you won't be able to do it!"

This look immediately disturbed his mood a little, and he saw that there was an almost ** woman standing in the dark place of the underground palace.

A thin veil on his body seems to have been torn by someone, and he can only barely hide his shame, which looks extremely attractive, and his eyebrows and eyes are like autumn water and distant mountains, and he also has the posture of captivating the country and the city, but his cheeks are slightly deflated, and his lips and teeth are full of blood, and it has deteriorated into a jet-black color, destroying the beauty, in this dark underground palace, and he suddenly looked at each other, it was full of love, and then grinned, blood dripped, dyed red light veil.

As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of ghosts crying, you are afraid of ghosts laughing.

This woman is the illusion he saw in the ** Heart Demon Realm last time, almost broke his Daoji, after he saw through it, he bit off his tongue, and finally killed it cleanly, but he didn't expect to see it again in the fear of the demon this time, and turned into a ghost, and I don't know what the intention is.

Zhang Qian felt his scalp tingle at this moment, but he didn't know how to be afraid, and said: "I don't know what you are incarnated, but it is definitely not the demon in my heart, because you have a soul, and peeping at me twice and three times like this has made me feel irritable, no matter whether your affection is true or false, even you and I really have a fate in the old life of the previous life, and now it has nothing to do with me, leave quickly, you can't help me, don't work in vain." ”

As soon as these words were finished, the deep love in the female ghost's expression suddenly vanished, leaving only the cold killing intent.

"See you in the picture!" Zhang Qian's expression was cold, not close to human feelings, and the killing intent in his heart rose like a tide, although the female ghost had a soul, but it was born dependent on his mind, this killing intent together, he no longer had a trace of distractions in his heart, and the scene he saw was naturally broken, the female ghost's face was full of unwillingness and madness, but her body began to dissipate like dust, she knew that the general trend had gone, and she was not struggling, but her hands kept drawing in the void, like a curse.

Finally, just before her body dissipated, an arcane and obscure talisman appeared in the dungeon, floating in the air.

There is an indescribable breath in this talisman, just like the rainy season in the gloomy sky, unusually cold and desolate, and it is different from any kind of talisman he has ever seen, it is a completely different style of writing, even the rune is not the next text, it is an extremely ancient handwriting, faintly visible traces of birds and beasts, but there is a sense of natural rhyme, like the creation of the god of all things in the world, just a glance to make people fascinated.

"This word is so familiar!" Zhang Qian couldn't help frowning, and after thinking for a long time, he grabbed a trace of memory, and was suddenly surprised.

When his father sent him out of Gumiao Village, he drew a talisman and pasted it on his back, and then he flew around in the sky in a daze, and finally landed in Qingyang County, and the talisman was faintly similar to this, but at that time, he was pressed for time and did not know how to practice, so he could not remember the whole picture.

"What is the relationship between the woman I saw in my heart and my father?" Zhang Qian suddenly felt confused, "Could it be that this person is the enemy that my father asked me to avoid, if this is the case, I am probably more than lucky at this time, and even my father is powerless to protect himself, and I will not be easily eliminated." "After Zhang Qian entered Xiaowei Mountain, he gradually understood the things of cultivation, and the things that seemed incomprehensible at the beginning gradually understood, so he also understands now.

When my father drew a random talisman, he could let himself fly in the air all night.

With such means alone, his cultivation is at least above the Jindan realm, not to mention that he has the secret technique of Daoyuan, and his combat power should not be ordinarily strong, but when he is faced with a crisis, he has to rush to drive himself away, obviously he is unable to protect himself, it can be seen that the strength of this enemy is terrifying, if the woman who appears in his heart is this person, he naturally has 10,000 chances to kill himself by 10,000 means, how can he still live until now, and he will not be easily removed.

But if not, who would this woman be?

He hadn't heard of anyone in the Soul Crossing Magic Realm that would attract the prying eyes of foreign enemies, and there must always be a reason, if it was really a marriage in his previous life, it was really unbelievable. Just as his mind was entangled, the talisman gradually dissolved, and disappeared in an instant.

Then a strange scene gradually appeared in the void, like a glimpse of light, a mirage, and the real and the false could be distinguished at a glance.

However, Zhang Qian's eyes were firmly attracted by this scene, because he saw an old acquaintance in it, it turned out to be Yang Jiye, who was in a simple and elegant quiet room at the moment, and in front of him was a seven-foot-high Dan furnace, carved a lifelike white python from the bottom up, from time to time there was a mist spit out of his mouth, and the illusion spread out, forming a white plum, enveloping Yang Jiye, which looked wonderful and indescribable.

And on his lap, there was a long sword with a gloomy light.

As his breathing fluctuated, he could see the ghostly light on the sword, like a vicious beast, as if he was impatient to be born and drink blood.

Although it was seen in the floating light, Zhang Qian felt a strong killing intent.

"This sword is at least a magic weapon, but Yang Jiye has successfully cultivated it, then his strength must break through the four heart demons and enter the realm of Yuan Jing Yunbu, I thought that my speed was fast enough, but I didn't expect this Yang Jiye to be far better than me. Zhang Qian's brows furrowed slightly, even though he was a little shocked by this, but he didn't have the slightest sense of envy, he never did a battle of will, if he wanted to fight, it would be life and death, and he would not be depressed because of this, he just looked at it with a normal heart.

He gradually moved his gaze to other places, only to see an old man with a slight white hair sitting behind the curtain, his face was resolute, no wrinkles, and he could not see the specific age, he was about to take a closer look, the other party seemed to be aware of it, his closed eyes opened leisurely, and his pupils burst out with a sharp divine light.

The flashing scene suddenly blurred like a lake hit by a stone.

However, after the ripples dissipated, they were not broken, but the color was a little dimmed. 、

ps: These two chapters have a bit of pitfalls, but I have to write them.