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Chapter 228

"It's not that I intend to inquire about privacy, the main thing is, hey, why would you want to go to a ghostly place like the Dead Sea? Don't you have anything to worry about?"

He Zongtao asked Jing Yingrong while he was busy with the things in his hand.

Jing Yingrong held a box of lip balm and tried to apply it on her lips.

"There is something curious, I want to find out." She said.

"Why can't I go there later? I heard that even if you go to the Void Cave, you will die if you go to that place. You... oh, you really don't think about it anymore?"

"nothing."

He Zongtao wrinkled his face and wanted to persuade him again, but when he raised his head, he suddenly yelled strangely: "Hey! What's wrong with your mouth? Poisoned?!"

Jing Yingrong blinked her eyes, and raised the purple-black lip balm in her hand.

He Zongtao: "..."

With this interruption, He Zongtao also gave up continuing to persuade Jing Yingrong, and instead said: "Forget it, you're not stupid, you must have your own plans, right? I won't talk too much. Come on, take this."

He handed over the things he had just finished working to Jing Yingrong.

It was a slender tube-shaped lip balm, the exquisite casing was heavy and heavy, and the color was bright and pure red.

Jing Yingrong: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, you're welcome, if someone sees it and asks you where you bought it, remember to report my name and help me promote it, hehe." He Zongtao rubbed his hands and said.

Jing Yingrong said "OK".

He Zongtao said again: "When this fairy performance record is released, if you have a chance, you can come to Shijue Mansion to find me, and I will invite you to watch it. Let me tell you, the screening effect inside our Shijue Mansion is rare in the world. The place is comparable, and it’s definitely not a loss to come and see it once. By the way, I have to give you a personal pass token.”

He Zongtao rummaged through his storage ring, but to no avail, "It's weird, where did I put it, I remember bringing it out..."

He didn't find it in the ring, so he immediately ransacked the whole third floor, throwing unidentified objects out of the window.

"It's not this, it's not this, what is this? Hey, where did it go? It's really..."

The thrown debris hit someone, Jing Yingrong heard the sound of cursing downstairs.

She glanced at the sweaty He Zongtao, thought for a while, and took out a black token.

"I have this."

"What?"

He Zongtao turned around and looked, his eyes instantly turned into copper bells.

"Palace lord's order?!"

……

After settling accounts with the Shijue Mansion and getting paid, and saying goodbye to He Zong, Tao Linzhi and the others, Jing Yingrong rode on the chasing horse, set off from Feiyujian, and embarked on the road to the Dead Sea again.

Feiyujian is not far from the Dead Sea.Chasing the wind horse's hooves stepping on the cyclone, almost walking against the wind, the scenery along the way changes day by day.

When a line of thick purple appeared on the horizon, Jing Yingrong patted Chasing Fengju to make it stop.

She turned over and landed, and said to Zhui Fengju, "You can leave now."

Zhui Fengju opened his big black eyes, apparently unable to understand her words.

Jing Yingrong touched its thick and smooth mane, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

The next moment, the figure of Zhui Fengju disappeared.

It came to an unknown ancient mountain forest hundreds of millions of miles away.

The chasing horse turned its head and looked around. After the initial bewilderment receded, it snorted happily and galloped freely in the mountains.

At the same time, Jing Yingrong's toes landed on the seaside of the Dead Sea.

The sparkling deep purple ocean is full of mystery and charm.The rising and falling tides on the shore are transparent and light pink and purple, which has a dreamlike beauty.

Such a beautiful and picturesque scenery makes it difficult for people to associate it with the ominous name "Dead Sea".

Jing Yingrong moved, and was about to enter the sea, when suddenly, a current rose from the sea.

The rising water flow is like a blooming bright purple flower, and the stamen is a crystal clear ice purple skull.

The skull and the mirror mirror face each other far away, and shadows are hidden deep in the hollow eye sockets.

A spiritual consciousness came, and a hoarse voice echoed in the mirror reflecting the sea of ​​consciousness:
"Who are you, and what are you doing here?"

Jing Yingrong: "The inner sect disciples of Taichu Guan came for this thing."

A blood-red square was held in the open palm.

The skull fell silent, and after a long while, he said quietly: "Your cultivation is unpredictable, so there is no need to joke. I respect you as a distinguished guest, so I came to welcome you. However, this place is my territory, and outsiders are never welcome. Please welcome me." , just go away."

Jing Yingrong: "I don't."

Skull: "..."

The other party seemed to be choking, and after a while, he lowered his voice and said in a deep voice: "If your Excellency insists on entering the sea, I will have no choice but to offend."

Jing Yingrong replaced answers with actions.

She took steps and walked towards the skull step by step from the sea.

The head of the skull was trembling violently as if being irritated, the jaws "clicked", and pale flames flickered in the eye sockets.

In an instant, the calm sea surface was full of waves. After the huge waves fell, the empty sea area was suddenly crowded with people.

All the figures exuded a powerful and unusual aura, among them were many who had returned to the Void and those who were in the Cave Realm, and even some Mahayana monks.

However, there is such a huge crowd of people, but there is no sound at all, and it is so quiet that it makes one's hair stand on end.

Looking carefully, those people were men, women, old and young, their faces were covered with purple air, and their pupils were dull and dull.What's more, the body is broken, the flesh and bones are turned out, and it is not possible to survive at all.

"Hey, there are so many. It seems that there are not many people in Dead Sea these years." Jijiebi said with a little surprise.

Jishajian snorted, "I want to gamble."

During the conversation, those figures moved.

Either sacrifice a magic weapon, or cast a spell.A ferocious storm of spiritual power was brewing over the sea area, causing the situation above the sky to change color.

Ordinary people can't imagine the scene where so many strong men gather in one place to attack at the same time, even the monks in the supreme realm can only temporarily avoid the edge here.

The expression of Jing Yingrong who was locked as the target of the attack did not change at all.As soon as she raised her hand, her eyes suddenly moved, and she lowered her eyes to her chest.

The Extreme Flame Orb flew out of her arms.

The round beads flew into the air, spun round and round, and swayed circles of ripple-like flames.

These flames are bright but not dazzling, as if condensed by light, there is a sense of illusion.

The flames fell into the crowd, just like sparks splashing into a frying pan, and spread into one piece in an instant.

The sea of ​​death turned into a sea of ​​flames, and countless figures were instantly reduced to nothingness in the flames.

The skull let out a mournful roar, and the sea surged violently, trying to suppress the flame, but in the end it was evaporated into a curling lavender mist by the flame.

The Extreme Flame Bead landed on the smooth top of the skull and rolled around on it.

"Don't move, I saved you. It's okay if it's just a deterrent. If you want to kill, I can't save you."

Skull: "You—"

"Haha, you don't need to thank me. I just think it would be a pity if it were to perish like this as the first master-slaying Taoist weapon."

(End of this chapter)