Jiuzun asked

The spouting Lingxu had a mask on his face, half white and half black.There is only a cold light in the two eyes.

This Lingxu chewed all the "families" around him, and there was still a trace of residue in his mouth.

Bang!

But in an instant, the spiritual void rose up like the wind, grabbed Nangong Xiaoqiao's neck, and fled into the distance.

Fudo Nanming raised his sword straight to Lingxu's back heart, as soon as the sword penetrated, Nangong Xiaoqiao struggled in Lingxu's palm.

"Hey, come and kill." Lingxu said, and sent Nangong Xiaoqiao into his mouth.

At this moment, Li Zhong threw an azure bead towards Lingxu and hit Lingxu's wrist.

Lingxu let go of Nangong Xiaoqiao, and turned to look at Li Zhong.

"Strange people and ghosts." Lingxu uttered the words, and the mask on his face changed another layer of color in an instant.

The face is like snow, the cheeks are black, and the chin is covered with a strange red.

"The white face breaks the sky." Fudo Nanming called out.

"It seems that the spiritual void on the moon is not empty." Li Zhong mused.

In the second realm of the Holy Ruins, there is a spirit void in the realm of "Zhoutian", which is absolutely extraordinary.

"Ahem." Nangong Xiaoqiao leaned over and coughed a few times, her eyes were full of stars.

"The Lingxu of Zhetian Realm is the Taoist of Guiyuan Peak." Fudo Nanming pondered.

Listening to Fudo Nanming's words, Qin Zhiyan put his two fingers together, and a silver rune swayed across his palm.

Go away with one palm, retreat a hundred feet!

Zhetian Lingxu looked at the palm prints on his chest, twisted his neck, and stepped forward again, his teeth bared.

In one breath, the body is like fine sand.

The spirit void in the Zhetian realm turned into a gust of wind and sand in front of him, and disappeared with the wind.

A light blue bead, in the bone sand of spirit deficiency.Qin Zhiyan wanted to pick it up, but the little fox held it empty and put it in Li Zhong's palm.

"Spiritual void rosary." Li Zhong murmured.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a fetish in the spirit void of the Zhetian Realm." Nangong Nanming said.

"As long as you are willing to give me this rosary, I will never set foot on Shengxu Mountain again." Qin Zhiyan shouted, looking at the rosary with eager eyes.

"Hmph, it's none of my business if you can't go up to Shengxu Mountain." Xiao asked softly, without looking at Qin Zhiyan.

"You..." Qin Zhiyan's eyes moved, unable to hide his anger.

Xiao Wen raised the corner of his mouth, and said in an evil way, "If you want to grab it, then do it."

"He was the one who beheaded Zhetian Lingxu, so why can't he give this Lingxu rosary?" Nangong Xiaoqiao said with a stare.

"Don't you know a word?" Xiao Wen asked groaningly, and said grumpily: "The only women and villains in the world are hard to raise, and I am the biggest villain in the world."

Pretend to be a villain, strange and evil.

"Hmph, if you don't want to give it to me, then don't." Qin Zhiyan said, there was no trace of anger on his face, and he looked like a modest gentleman.

"If your hands are itchy, you will raise your sword. If your heart is itchy, you will kill people. Tolerance... just makes me more wary." Xiao asked.

"You never believed in me, no matter whether you are forbearing or forbearing, it is futile." Qin Zhiyan said, and stood sideways.

"You spirit fox is full of aura. I didn't expect you to be better at hunting treasures than my ground mouse." Fudo Nanming pondered, looking at Xiao Dao's little fox Kongkong.

Tingshu also stood on Fudo Nanming's shoulder, looking at nothing.

"What is the magical function of this rosary of the spirit void?" Xiao Wen asked aloud.

"In the rosary of the spirit void, there is a trace of the soul of the demon saint in his lifetime. There are many generations, maybe there are memories of hundreds of demon saints in this rosary. Cultivation techniques... Cultivation level... is the treasure. Earth, it may be in this trace of soul. It's good, or it's not good." Qin Zhiyan said in a low voice.

"Are all the people who come to the Holy Ruins for this rosary of the spirit void?" Xiao Wenwen asked, with different thoughts in his heart.

If a rosary of the spirit void has the memory of a hundred generations of people, then there must be a clue to find the "Impermanence Heaven Against Orb".

"The Holy Ruins is the place where a generation of warrior saints died. It is by no means only the rosary of the spirit void. There are no less than a hundred thousand items of the warrior saint. If you can find the rosary beads of the warrior saint, it will be a heaven-defying thing." Nangong Xiaoqiao Talking, but not talking deeply.

How could Xiao Wen not know Nangong Xiaoqiao's thoughts, she must have a plan in this holy market.

She was also afraid, afraid of Xiao Wendao's "little man" behavior, afraid of his arrogance and unreasonable, ignorant of pity and pity.

"Mister should keep the rosary of the spirit void." Li Zhong said, placing the rosary of the spirit void in front of Xiao Wendao.

"No, since it was given to you by Kong Kong, it must have a deep meaning. You must not forget that Kong Kong is a figure of immortals who broke through the sky." Xiao Wen asked nonsense, trying to scare them.

He also didn't see clearly what the "rune" in Qin Zhiyan's palm was, and how he killed Zhetian Lingxu with one blow.If he wanted to make Qin Zhiyan fearful, he also deterred others.

Unexpectedly, there was a touch of spirituality in the empty fox pupils of the little fox, and he glanced at Xiao Wendao.

At that glance, he saw the empty past and present.

With a movement of the soul sea, clarity is restored.

Fudo Nanming listened to Xiao Wendao's words, couldn't help looking at Kong Kong a few more times, and then put the ground listening mouse in the wide sleeve robe.

Standing on the shoulders, it is too eye-catching.

As soon as the green moon moved, it turned into a black moon in an instant.

Xiao Wenwen picked up the broken mask of the spirit void in the Heaven Breaking Realm with only half of it left.

He tried wearing it on his face, and took a sharp look at Qin Zhiyan.

Qin Zhiyan took a deep breath, and didn't even look at the pair of deep and coquettish pupils hidden behind the mask.

Like a vortex, it's hard to get out once you get in!

Qiyue is silent, Lingmei hums.

A few voices from far and near came suddenly in the sparse forest of the three realms of the Holy Ruins.

In the three realms of the Holy Ruins, trees are like skeletons, and corpses are everywhere.

Di Tingshu got out of Fudo Nanming's sleeve robe and headed towards the bone forest in the distance, with blue light in his eyes.

Fudo Nanming's body was like the wind, he followed closely behind the ground listening mouse, and got into the bone forest in one fell swoop.

He listened a few times, and suddenly there was a sneaky sound!

"Senior, I would like to go to the left, so I won't fight with you." Qin Zhiyan preemptively looked at Xiao Wendao and said.

Xiao Wenwen glanced at Qin Zhiyan's expression and said, "Yes."

Nodding lightly, Xiao Wendao walked towards the bone forest where Nanming was not moving, without looking at Qin Zhiyan at all.

Qin Zhiyan looked at Xiao Wendao's figure, took a step, and wanted to see what happened.

"If you don't go to the left, I will kill you." Xiao Wen asked with his back turned.

Qin Zhiyan clenched his fists, looked at the bloody clothes, and walked to the left.

"So patient, it seems that there must be a backup." Li Zhong pondered.

In this holy ruins, the little black dragon Chunchun still did not forget to eat sunflower seeds, looked at Qin Zhiyan and said, "The fear of death is like eating and drinking. However, instinct."

A forest of bones can't cover a thousand miles.

Qiyue looked even more flirtatious and sneaky, but the little black dragon Chunchun still looked indifferent, stepping into the bone forest one step at a time.

"Huh! Someone is pulling my ankle." The little black dragon Chunchun called out.

There was a touch of black vines under his feet, really wrapped around Chunchun's ankles, like a black hand.

The little black dragon twisted his ankle, snapped the root of the "black vine", and stepped forward again.

Unexpectedly, one step at a time, the little black dragon's ankle was dragged vigorously, making it difficult to move every step!

With one punch, the little black dragon hit the ground, and Gu Lin trembled.

Unexpectedly, her heavy punch hit the ground.Countless black vines sprouted from her body, wrapping around her body.

A melon seed in her mouth fell to the ground, she looked at Xiao and asked.

When you think about it, Li Huo Jue!

Leaving the fire like the wind, he headed towards the black vines on the ground.The black vine tentacles on the ground shrank into the ground at once.

The little black dragon patted his small chest, still frightened.

"Let's go." Xiao Wendao held up the Wendao Sword, a colorless Lihuo was on the tip of the sword, which was only a centimeter away from the ground.

Suddenly, a black shadow leaped out in front of him, like a piece of white cloth, hanging above everyone's heads.

"Bai Mian Ling Xu." Nangong Xiao Qiao said, rising into the air.

"One of the most difficult Lingxu clans." Qin Zhiyan stood half a foot in front of him, and continued: "I have no choice but to be forced here by the white-faced Lingxu underground."

Whether it is true or not, Xiao Wenwen is noncommittal.

Baimian Lingxu fell towards Nangong Xiaoqiao, only now could he see Baimian Lingxu's face clearly, his body was like white porcelain, his face was pale.

Li Zhong held a blood-colored bell in his palm, emitting bursts of golden inscriptions.

Who would have thought that the white-faced Lingxu was heading towards Li Zhong when he heard the bell.

His methods are always unpredictable.Even Xiao Wenwen had never seen Li Zhong's blood bell.

"You guys come and kill." Li Zhong called out, leading Baimian Lingxu to wander around the surrounding area.

With the thought of killing, Xiao Wenwen couldn't restrain it.

Several people killed with all their strength, and all the white-faced spirits around them turned into powder and scattered under their feet.

The wind and thunder Zimang, the thunderstorm moves.

Xiao Wendao's whole body was like an endless ghost, black thunder mixed with red electricity, like a tyrant in the world.

The method of the six masters is not only to kill the white-faced spirit.One is to frighten Qin Zhiyan, and the other is for the Lord of the Void on Cang Yue.

To destroy the dead, to destroy the world with one thought.

The blood bell in Li Zhong's hand was still moving at his fingertips.The voice is clear and clear, like the sound of nature, but I don't know why this white-faced spirit is so crazy.

A drop of blood dripped from the blood bell to the ground.

"This is it." Xiao asked, looking at Li Zhong's pale face, blood dripping from the blood bell.

"Three Lives Blood Bell." Li Zhong said, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes: "The Three Lives Blood Bell is used to seduce souls. I can only put my soul thoughts in the Three Lives Bell for the white-faced and spiritually deficient people. Lead out of the underground Only with a white face and a weak spirit can we win with one blow."

The traces of blood seeped into the ground.

"Using the soul as a matchmaker, you are quite cruel to yourself. If you are swallowed by this white-faced spirit, you may not be able to get out of the holy market." Nangong Xiaoqiao said, and a bloody bell appeared on the palm of her hand.

"You can save your life by giving up your life." Li Zhong put the "Three Lives Bell" in his arms.

If there is light wind in the holy ruins, there must be sneaks.

The blood bell in Nangong Xiaoqiao's palm moved slightly, but the sound was ear-piercing.

"Flash." Qin Zhiyan shouted, and headed towards Nangong Xiaoqiao.A sword pierced her side, and pierced the top of a half-chi Lingxu's head behind her.

The spiritual void was like a stake, but it was just at Nangong Xiaoqiao's knee.

The whole body was full of bones, and on a "bone tree" not far away, the ground mouse stood on the top of the tree, looking at them in panic.

Glancing at the wind, you can see it at a glance.

Fudo Nanming's head was on the ground, his black pupils were bloody, like someone buried alive...