Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 801 Don't you feel it
Liu Qinghuan would keep the other party's Nascent Soul, naturally for the purpose of robbery.

The two of them didn't have eyesight either, it's not good to rob anyone, they just set their eyes on him, but in the end, they both died and fled, and they were even robbed.

After throwing out a few array flags and temporarily closing the narrow dark alley, Liu Qinghuan looked at Yuanying who was immobilized by the body fixation technique.

I saw that his limbs were stiff, his face still kept the ferocity of the previous moment, his whole body was pitch black and shiny as if he had just rolled out of coal ash, and he was filled with strong devilish energy, so he should be called his devil baby. yes.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes suddenly focused, she stretched out her finger, squeezed the opponent's tightly clenched fist, and twisted out a very sinister and thin long nail from it.

"Spirit nail?"

The soul-destroying nail is a kind of magic weapon with a strong evil spirit. It is very difficult to refine and extremely bloody, and it can only be used once, but its function is very practical. As long as it hits someone, it can lower the spiritual consciousness than one's own. The opponent's soul will be nailed for half an hour, and within this quarter of an hour, he will involuntarily obey the master of the soul nail.

"No wonder you dare to come out to rob."

Liu Qinghuan sneered, with his incomparably powerful consciousness, the soul-stirring nails of these two people were useless to him at all.

Moreover, their cultivation bases were similar to his, and they were frozen in place by a fixation technique, and they didn't even have time to release the soul-destroying nail.

Liu Qinghuan pinched the magic baby with one hand, and played with the tiny spikes with the other. Suddenly, a blue baby fire rose from the palm of her hand, forcibly erasing the imprint of the other party's spiritual consciousness, and it didn't take long to refine it into her own.

Then his eyes fell on the magic baby, and he said maliciously: "Why don't you try the soul-destroying nail first?"

The devil baby couldn't move his whole body, but his eyes showed a strong look of fear.

Liu Qing smiled happily, and put away the soul-destroying nail: "Forget it, let's not waste it on you."

He stretched out his finger and lifted the magic baby's immobilization technique.

As soon as he was able to move, smoke-like demonic energy gushed out from the devil's lacquered body. As soon as his body was empty, he wanted to use the technique of escape.

Liu Qinghuan mercilessly flicked the whip of spiritual consciousness, the other party let out a scream, the soul was hit hard, rolled his eyes, and almost fainted.

Although the Nascent Soul that has lost its physical body has the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the ground, it is also very fragile and cannot even self-destruct.If there is a technique of restraint, it can only be slaughtered by others.

Liu Qinghuan threatened: "If you don't want to be whipped again, just obediently open the storage space. Maybe I can save you when I feel better."

The magic baby gritted his teeth tightly, his eyeballs rolled around under his tightly closed eyelids, but his face showed a look of preferring death to surrender.

"Hehe, it seems that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin."

This time, Liu Qinghuan directly condensed several thorns of spiritual consciousness, stabbing the magic baby so hard that it let alone escaped, only screaming in pain and crying for its father and mother.

For this kind of person who wanted to rob him, Liu Qinghuan didn't hold back at all. After a while, the magic baby couldn't even wail. After the soul was severely injured, the three-inch-tall body gradually became unstable. signs of breakdown.

The other party shouted weakly: "I will drive, I will drive!"

Only then did Liu Qinghuan stop.

The devil baby gasped and said: "However, you must swear to save my life, otherwise I would rather be tortured and lose my soul!"

"It seems that you haven't seen the facts clearly." Liu Qinghuan said indifferently: "The soul is gone? That's too cheap for you!"

With a wave of his right hand, a wisp of blue flame floated out, the faint flame body shook slightly, and a chilling aura rippled out.

There were two sudden cracking sounds in the distance, very slight, if you didn't pay attention, you might think it was the sound of wind.

The devil baby was stunned for a moment, with a puzzled expression on his face, and then he took a breath: "Jinglian Tribulation Spiritual Fire!"

Liu Qinghuan looked up to the other side of the alley, where there was a small bird's nest under the eaves, which happened to be covered by the magic circle he set up.

Looking back, he smiled and said: "It seems that you are very knowledgeable, and you must know that the spiritual fire of the lotus catastrophe will not be extinguished until it burns away the filth of the soul. Of course, as long as you can withstand the burning of the catastrophe without dying, maybe you Can the flesh be sanctified?"

The magic baby trembled all over, and a small pitch-black face turned white.

What a joke!The sanctification of the body is not a cabbage in the field, let alone he is a demon cultivator!
He didn't dare to haggle any more, and stretched out his rice-grain-sized finger with a gray expression, and opened the storage space.

Liu Qinghuan's spiritual sense immediately drilled in along that small space crack, and when he saw that it was full, and behind a corner of various spiritual stones piled up like a mountain, his brows could not hide his joy.

Not in vain he threatened for a long time, and even took out the Jinglianjie Linghuo.

It would be troublesome to rob a monk who had a storage space. If he hadn't happened to bump into it today, he wouldn't have bothered to do it.

And a cultivator who has accumulated hundreds of thousands of years of wealth can sometimes exceed the entire treasury of a sect, not to mention that this person is certainly not the first time to rob, and the accumulation is even richer.

After glancing at the completely dejected devil baby, Liu Qinghuan thought for a while: "Definitely!"

After fixing it again, pasting a few seals on it, putting it in a wooden box and putting it away, Liu Qinghuan opened her storage space and moved the things aside.

Most of the spiritual materials and medicines were stored in the Songxi Cave Map, but even so, his storage space was still nearly half filled with various items.

There was no time to subdivide it at this time, so I quickly moved all the things in the opponent's storage space into my own space, and finally I couldn't keep it, and it took several storage rings to finish it.

Liu Qinghuan let out a sigh of satisfaction, put away all the things, and burned the corpses on the ground, and glanced at the Jinglianjie Spiritual Fire that was still burning silently in mid-air.

His expression suddenly turned cold, he looked towards the end of the alley, and said in a low voice, "Come out!"

The whole alley was dead silent.

"Don't make me say it a second time!"

The spiritual fire of Jinglian Jie was floating.

At this time, there was a soft sigh from the end of the alley, and a ray of green light flew out from the swallow's nest under the eaves, and landed on the ground and turned into a woman with tall temples, clearly one of the few people who accidentally broke into this dark alley before. .

From a distance, the woman looked at him with a complicated expression: "I knew it, because I was too surprised to see the Jinglianjie Linghuo before, and accidentally made a little noise, and you immediately noticed it."

Liu Qinghuan said lightly: "Friend Daoist's concealment technique is already very powerful. If it weren't for that little movement, I really didn't realize when you hid there. Tell me, what's your purpose after watching it for a long time?"

The woman fell silent, brushed her temple hair, and said suddenly: "Don't you feel it?"

Liu Qinghuan frowned: "What do you feel?"

The woman was a little surprised, but also a little puzzled. After pondering for a moment, she walked over slowly, and her eyes fell on his right hand.

"You have the imprint of my Qingluan clan on the back of your hand."

Liu Qinghuan shuddered, and raised the back of her flawless right hand: "The imprint of the Qingluan clan?!"

The woman nodded and said: "Or you can say that it is a contract, a promise made to you by a member of my Qingluan clan."

(End of this chapter)