The white-haired wind swept countless snow flakes and slammed into the defensive prohibition above Flying Snow City. The blue light curtain shook for a while, completely canceling out the rapid wind of the white hair. The palm-sized flakes of snow lost their arrogance to destroy everything and drowned everything, and floated down slowly and methodically through the light curtain.

Such large snow flakes fall on the snow, making a 'rustling' sound, making this world seem so peaceful.

In the Xueyun Courtyard, there are dozens of old plums that are at least more than 1,000 years old. On the trunk of the black tree, a faint moss grows, and on the branches that twist like a dragon, there are no more than forty or fifty plum blossoms blooming on each old tree. Although the number of flowers is less, each flower is as big as a human fist, white flowers and green stamens, and a faint fragrance lingers in the yard, with the snow flakes falling from the sky, and it is a good scenery.

Standing in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, don't look up at the sky for a while, turn his head to look at the main house behind him for a while, and have an inexplicable strange expression on his face.

There was a crisp and audible 'pop' crash in the main room. Yan Qijun was severely torturing Lin Qiuluo, asking who had spent and how much for Lin Qiuluo to assassinate him. In addition to the causes and consequences of this assassination, Beqi also asked Yan Qijun to ask how strong the power of the three Heavenly Immortal Sects of Changwu Immortal was, as well as the strength of the three major families in Drifting Snow City now.

If you want to take revenge on others, if you can't even figure out the strength of others, and rashly fight with others, this is not revenge, this is death!

The sound of 'popping' lasted for a full hour, and Lin Qiuluo's cry was faintly heard. But soon Lin Qiuluo's mouth was blocked by something, and her crying became indistinct. After about a quarter of an hour, the charming 'pop' sound sounded again, and Lin Qiuluo's soft panting and moaning came from the room, as well as Yan Qijun's scolding and scolding.

"Such torture!" Beg shook his head, put his hands in his sleeves, and sighed softly: "It's not easy for me, a son-in-law, to serve my father-in-law to such a point! Hmm, I helped him capture the enemy alive, and I had to help him strip off the enemy, tie him up, throw him on the bed, and let him be tortured! Fortunately, my concubine has been dead for 2,000 years, and I haven't made a concubine for so many years, otherwise how can I explain this matter to my mother-in-law?"

Lin Qiuluo's crying and scolding came from the room again, but this time, there was more indescribable water in her shouting. Yan Qijun sneered in a low voice, accompanied by the 'pop' sound, which made Bei Qi feel hot all over. Shake your head, don't be a beggar, what is this? My father-in-law tortured the enemy inside, and listened outside. If this is known......

With a wry smile, Bei Qi sighed softly: "Hey, the gentleman is the gentleman! My old man, well, I really can't talk about him!"

Shaking his head, he sat cross-legged on the snow. Several hideous Dao people transformed by demon god puppets emerged from the surrounding air and occupied various vital places in the courtyard. Beqi carefully pulled out a lump of things from his sleeve, which was a shuttle-shaped magic weapon the size of a rugby ball, which was emitting a thunderous light. The Forbidden Soul Cord was firmly tied to the artifact, completely imprisoning all its power.

This shuttle-shaped magic weapon is the immortal weapon used by Lin Qiuluo when he chased and killed Yan Qijun and his party. Don't beg Lin Qiuluo's immortal armor, naturally you won't let go of her immortal weapon. Yan Qijun was 'tortured' Lin Qiuluo, and Bei Qi just digested this immortal weapon.

This immortal weapon can control the power of thunder and turn into immortal thunder to attack the enemy. But Beg already has a cold electron microscope, which can also release thunder to attack the enemy. Moreover, the cold electron microscope has been combined with the Beqi Yuan Shen, and it is handy when driving, but it is not comparable to this forcible immortal weapon.

A purple and blue sè jīng light shè came out of the center of the eyebrows, and the cold electron mirror flew out of the heart of the eyebrows.

With a finger of his hand, the phoenix fire sac flew out and quickly landed under the shuttle-shaped immortal weapon, and a purple and green divine flame rushed up, burning around the immortal weapon. The immortal weapon trembled violently, and the divine consciousness released by Beqi immediately sensed that the spirit in the immortal weapon was howling hoarsely. But Beg didn't pay attention to the struggle and begging for mercy of this instrument spirit, he just kept his heart cold and used the forbidden law divine flame to completely refine the instrument spirit in the immortal weapon.

The Forbidden Law Divine Flame has a great lethality to all spirits and primordial gods, not to mention that this immortal weapon has been overdrawn by Lin Qiuluo's origin power, which has damaged its own foundation. The machine spirit didn't last long, and it was completely refined into countless colorful sè zes by the Forbidden Law Divine Flame, shining with soul origin particles that made people intoxicated with magnificent light. Don't beg to take a deep breath, a streamer of light came out of the center of his eyebrows, and sucked all the soul particles into the sea of consciousness, merging them with his own primordial spirit.

The spirit of the immortal weapon is a pure jīng divine body existence that has been cultivated into a spirit immortal, and their magical power is not as good as that of a real immortal, but the soul is condensed, and the power of the soul origin is extremely amazing. Bei Qi absorbed the soul particles transformed by the instrument spirit in the immortal weapon, and the original fist-sized Jin Sè Yuan Shen suddenly swelled several times, and his own three souls and seven spirits were like sprinkling bean sprouts, which grew rapidly.

The soul particles that have been refined by the forbidden law divine flame are absorbed without any burden, and there are no other sequelae. It's like a large amount of cow nǎi is integrated into a glass of water, and these soul particles are easily absorbed by Beggar.

The divine consciousness swept around at will, and the wind and grass within a radius of thousands of miles appeared in the heart, and the trajectory of the seventy-eighty-nine thousand four hundred and fifty-seven snowflakes that fell at the same time in the sky above the Flying Snow City also appeared clearly in the sea of consciousness. Bei Qi smiled with satisfaction, but his divine sense has grown several times, especially his own Yuan Shen, which has become extraordinarily condensed and solid, and the Yuan Shen of ordinary Yuan Shen monks is far inferior to this group of Yuan Shen of Bei Qi in terms of quality. After all, what he had just absorbed was the entire soul origin power possessed by the spirit of an immortal weapon.

Deprived of the immortal artifact's instrument spirit, this immortal artifact immediately disintegrated into a cloud of purple gold sè juice, and countless tiny electric lights flickered rapidly in it.

Beg threw the cold electron microscope at this cloud of sap, and the sap of Zijin Sè quickly merged into the cold electron microscope. The original palm-sized mirror gradually expanded, and gradually turned into a round treasure mirror with a diameter of about three feet as thin as a cicada's wings. The mirror surface is like a phantom, and the surrounding area is hazy and full of purple thunderclouds. Looking carefully into the mirror, there are countless electric lights entwined in the deep and bottomless mirror, and for a while, it seems that hundreds of millions of electric snakes are swimming rapidly in the mirror, and the power is extremely terrifying.

After devouring all the materials and jīng qi of an immortal artifact except for the spirit of the instrument, the cold electron mirror immediately changed drastically, and the texture of the treasure mirror was greatly improved, and it had become no different from the immortal weapon. As long as the wisp of consciousness in the cold electron microscope can be cultivated into a spirit immortal under the nourishment of Beggar's primordial spirit, the cold electron microscope can immediately turn into an immortal-level treasure mirror.

Moreover, this is an immortal weapon that Beg fed himself with the blood of the Yuan Shen Jīng, and when he was in control, he was handy, and his power was also a little greater than that of other immortal weapons.

With a satisfied smile, he took the phoenix fire sac back to Zhihai, and a jīng light shè came out of the center of his eyebrows, and the cold electron microscope merged into his eyebrows again. It is only because of the qualitative change obtained by the cold electron microscope that the originally thin purple sè thin line has now become a jīng glittering purple sè vertical eye. This jīng light four shè vertical eyes were born in the heart of Beqi's eyebrows, adding a bit of a powerful and domineering atmosphere to Beg out of thin air.

Then Beg took out the white sè long whip used by Lin Qiuluo. This long whip was just an ordinary spiritual weapon, not an immortal-level treasure. Thinking about it, Lin Qiuluo is just one of the two cultivators of the Changwu Immortals, and having an immortal armor and a shuttle-shaped thunderbolt immortal weapon with him is already a very remarkable thing, if this long whip is still an immortal weapon, don't beg to wonder if the Changwu Immortal has found any cave left by the Gu Immortals.

Although it was only a spiritual weapon, after refining it, Bei Qi also integrated a cloud of jīng qi in the spiritual energy into the Wutu Dragon Scale Shield. The thirty-six thousand dragon scales fused the immortal armor and the aura of this long whip one after another, and the sèze of the dragon scales underwent slight changes, and the dragon scales became thinner and sharper, but a little heavier.

Waving his wrist with satisfaction, Beqi was extremely satisfied with the changes in the Wutu Dragon Scale Shield. With his own jīng heart refining, as long as he continues to give the Wutu Dragon Scale Shield the opportunity to evolve, he will definitely not waste that innate Wutu jīng qi, and he will definitely be able to let him have the power he deserves.

Refining the two treasures took Bei Qi a full three days and three nights.

In the main room, Yan Qijun's torture of Lin Qiuluo also lasted for three days and three nights. Within thirty-six hours, Yan Qijun had hardly stopped, and the sound of 'popping' had been ringing non-stop. Bei Qi, who learned the news from the message fed back by the demon god puppet, couldn't help but roll his eyes, Yan Qijun couldn't help but be too powerful, right?

Standing up, Bei Qi was about to greet Yan Qijun in the main house-Lin Qiuluo was so stubborn that he refused to tell the information that Bei Qi wanted to know, so don't use this method to torture her, right?

Before Beg could say anything here, Lin Qiuluo's soft voice suddenly came from the main room: "I said, I'll say everything, you spare me, I can't do it, I really can't do it!"

Yan Qijun's smug and almost arrogant laughter came out, and Beqi looked at the main house in shock, he really succeeded in torture?

The injuries did not heal, and Xiong Wanling and Tsuru Qianqiu, who were still a little staggering when walking, also walked out of their rooms. Xiong Wanling, who had a hideous face, shouted in a low voice: "Prince, let this girl quickly confide in her confession and tell everything we need to know." Otherwise, Lao Xiong doesn't care if she has no hair on her body and is ugly, I, Lao Xiong, will personally go into battle with a knife and come to torture her!"

The long tongue licked the bridge of his nose, and Xiong Wanling's face showed a trace of crazy hideousness.

Don't beg looked at Xiong Wanling's huge body in shock, he went to torture Lin Qiuluo, is there still a living person?

Just as he was laughing, an old voice suddenly came from in front of the door: "Dare to ask the Daoist friends of the Iron Ghost Soul Snatching Sect if Su Qiangu has something to visit!"

Don't be stunned, and hurriedly said, "Please!"

A light cough sounded, and a gray-haired old man walked into Xueyun Courtyard.

What made the back of Beqi's neck tense for a while was that the ugly face of Changwu Immortal followed this old man!

Don't beg for a while in your heart - Yan Qijun, you must not let Lin Qiuluo make the slightest noise now, otherwise you will be happy!

Bei Qi, Xiong Wanling, He Qianqiu, and Yan Qijun all have distances ranging from a few zhang to dozens of zhang between each other, once Lin Qiuluo speaks out, once Changwu Immortal makes a move, Bei Qi can only ensure that he can escape smoothly, and the safety of the others, he really can't help it!

Su Qiangu walked in front of Beg and stretched out his hand to introduce Changwu Immortal: "This senior is the master of the Great Martial Palace, Changwu Immortal. ”

Inside the room, there was a sudden sound of a teacup falling to the ground.