"You're the deputy lord, Xiaoxiang, which of the games I played can escape under your nose? Giggles, it's all pediatric tricks, people do this, just, just want to amuse you, how can I take you seriously? Alas, I'm so pitiful......"

"No matter what the purpose, baby, I'm just telling you not to make me angry, calculate and I'll see if I have the strength, in case I am unhappy one day, abolish your Yangchun Gong and use it for my own use, you say it's bad, isn't it?"

"Deputy Venerable Lord, one day husband and wife hundred days, not to mention that we have more than one day, I know you are reluctant to do this. Hey, Deputy Venerable, it is said that the Venerable Lord is in retreat, and it is time to come out, right?"

The black-clothed middle-aged man named Shang Yu was silent for a moment.

His eyes flashed, and a shallow coldness and mockery quickly appeared in his eyes.

He looked at Yan Xiaoxiang, arched his hands, bowed and saluted: "Zhangzun, my subordinate Shang Yu thinks that we should act according to the original Jihua as soon as possible, so that we can complete our predetermined goal." ”

Yan Xiaoxiang's face was full of majesty, and at the Xuanzong disciples scattered around her, Zhengse ordered: "Shang Yu is right, start." ”

More than 100 Xuanzong disciples near the Emerald Lake suddenly shot away like arrows from the string.

At the same time that Zhao Xiang hid into the altar, Uncle Huan also jumped in from afar.

"What's the situation?" Zhao Xiang immediately asked Uncle Huan.

"The master estimates that it is good, and the other place is also a Senluo cover," Uncle Huan said in a serious and solemn tone, "It seems that the third place with strange fluctuations is also a Senluo cover." ”

Zhao Xiang frowned, as if talking to himself: "It's strange, Xuanzong actually appeared three Senluo covers, this is naturally not genuine, it must be imitations! However, who exactly imitated these imitations? How did it end up in Xuanzong? Is its real purpose to collect souls?"

"Naturally not, there must be some ulterior motive behind it, maybe Xuanzong wants to dominate the Qingluo Star Cultivation Realm, maybe they are just pawns used by a terrorist organization, maybe both, they just use each other, all in all, it's not a good thing. ”

"Weishenme, Uncle Huan?"

"The Sen Luo cover I collected, what is imprisoned in it is the soul of the beginner cultivators from the condensation period to the Dan stage, counting the mortal soul imprisoned in the master's hand, the old slave is thinking, Xuanzong collects so many souls and imprisons them separately, it is obviously for the disciples of the sect to cultivate a certain **, or simply refine some kind of magic weapon, the old master left me in the memory that he let the clone come to Qingluo Star ten thousand years ago, not only because of refining magic weapons, but also because he found that there are many high-level Xuan Immortals in the fairy world, using powerful spiritual weapons, Immortal weapons, secretly investigated, the place of origin seems to point to Qingluo Star ......"

"Are you saying that there are strange things in spiritual weapons and immortal weapons, and this strange thing is that the souls and primordial babies of high-level monks, immortals, and gods are sealed in spiritual weapons?"

"The master's guess is right, if the old master hadn't accidentally discovered that there were people in the god realm who used this kind of vicious treasure, he would not have secretly investigated the fairy world, let alone stayed in Qingluo Star for a hundred years, and finally got his body and form destroyed. ”

Listening to Uncle Huan's reply, Zhao Xiang was immediately terrified, and his heart was beating again.

He felt that the tragedy of the Zhao family seemed to have something to do with it.

His heart was beating, and Zhao Xiang couldn't help but tremble.

"Oh no, there is an extremely feminine and fierce divine thought staring at us. Uncle Huan suddenly said to Zhao Xiang, whose face was a little pale and trembling.

"What?" Zhao Xiang was shocked and blurted out, "Isn't the Invisible Altar able to isolate any divine thoughts?"

That refers to the general divine sense, but for the cultivators, immortals, and gods who cultivate femininity and fierceness, it is no longer on the list. Uncle Huan replied quickly.

Zhao Xiang immediately asked, "What is a feminine and fierce **?"

"Master, it mainly refers to the category of ghost magic, and the master's puppet ban belongs to the feminine and fierce category**, and the main cultivation of the Nine Caves Mansion is also this category**. Uncle Huan explained extremely patiently.

"In that case," Zhao Xiang asked clearly, "I can use the puppet forbidden to break this divine thought that tracks us?"

Uncle Huan smiled at Zhao Xiang: "The master Zhizhu is in his hands, and he doesn't need the old slave to dial it at all, that's right." ”

Zhao Xiang unceremoniously moved his left hand forward quickly, and a cloud of white mist appeared in his palm.

Two faces appeared in the mist, one was the Extreme Demon, and the other was the doppelganger Jiang Beijun.

At the moment, Zhao Xiang is reluctant to use the soul of the Great God and the Lord God Realm.

That will be discovered by Ximen Hu and Mo Wuxie.

Therefore, he dragged out the Extreme Demon and Jiang Beijun.

After all, the realms of the two of them were second-level golden immortals and first-level golden immortals.

Facing the two souls, Zhao Xiang commanded: "I devoured that wisp of feminine and fierce divine consciousness, if you come to track me again, you will devour it mercilessly." If you encounter a similar situation in the future, you will devour them completely without my command. ”

Extreme Demon and Jiang Beijun nodded at Zhao Xiang, and said in unison: "The subordinates understand, everything is subject to the master's orders." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the white mist scattered in all directions.

The white mist penetrated the ring and exited the altar.

They swept up Yan Xiaoxiang's feminine and fierce divine thoughts.

Suddenly, the white mist disappeared.

In a pavilion in the northern garden of Xuanzong, Yan Xiaoxiang's eyes suddenly opened.

She stood up in a shocked and shocked manner, and said respectfully to Shang Yu, a middle-aged man in black who was standing aside, "Deputy Venerable Lord, my divine thoughts have actually been imprisoned and can never be taken back, and I have lost contact with it. ”

"Lost contact?" the Deputy Venerable said in a tone of disbelief, "How could there be an accident with your tried-and-true Divine Mind Tracking Secret Technique? Could it be that this person's Divine Mind is big and strong enough, or is he also a master in this field?" Try again!"

Yan Xiaoxiang was unwilling, because this not only consumed a lot of energy, but also required her to cultivate a lot of strong support, and every time she performed it in a row, she had to retreat and practice for at least a month, otherwise, it would be harmful to her divine thoughts and cultivation.

But Yan Xiaoxiang had to release his divine thoughts again.

According to the information about Zhao Xiang left in her head, she went to find and track his traces.

If she doesn't do this, this deputy lord will not like it, and maybe she will suffer a dark loss.

For this deputy lord's vicious thoughts and powerful methods, she Yan Xiaoxiang has heard of it for a long time, and she has always been on guard in her heart.

Yan Xiaoxiang also knew that the reason why Shang Yu was polite to her was that one point was hypocrisy, three points was because of her beauty and bed skills, and six points was because he cared about the love of Lord Xuanzong for her Yan Xiaoxiang.

Yan Xiaoxiang had a feeling in her heart - Shang Yu might have known a secret of her Yan Xiaoxiang.

It's her Yan Xiaoxiang who is actually a furnace of the lord, the best furnace ding.

Yan Xiaoxiang's silver teeth were secretly bitten, and she was resentful in her heart-one day, I will kill all the men in the world who have cultivated to be strong!

I'm going to make them my slaves, my furnace! I want them to die one by one!

Hmph, when I am successful, I want to make you look good one by one! Let you be tortured and tormented!

Lord, you are the first! You Shang Yu are the second!

In a moment of thought, Yan Xiaoxiang stretched another wisp of divine thought to the location of the Emerald Lake.

But what shocked and even frightened her heart was that she searched and searched, but she didn't find any breath.