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"Li Zhong..." Xiao asked as he watched him swallow the rosary of the immortal Haitang's spirit master.

I saw Li Zhong's face, for a while it changed into the appearance of an immortal begonia, and for a while it was Li Zhong's face again.

Like a crumpled piece of paper, the expressions of the two of them changed on Li Zhong's face.

"Hmph, if you swallow my spirit master's rosary, then I will just seize it." Li Zhong said, his face turned into an undead crabapple.

"Sir... hurry up. If I don't... swallow her rosary, you will never get out of her soul world." Li Zhongzheng said, his face changed into the appearance of an immortal crabapple again.

"A mere mortal body, do you also want to integrate into my ninth rosary?" Asked Xiao, looking at the undead Begonia again.

Suddenly, Li Zhong's eyes were full of blood, and blood beads swirled in his eye holes.

"Sir... If you still remember Li Zhong, you... I will make a ten-year agreement. After ten years, you will come to find me again." Li Zhong said, his face like a begonia leaf.

There was a gap in Undead Haitang's soul world.

Above the sky, above the crabapple tree, there is only a hole the size of a grain of rice, and the stars seep into the soul world.

"Sir... hurry up." Xiao asked, looking at Li Zhong's blood dripping down his body.

Li Zhong's face, half is his appearance, half is the appearance of Undead Begonia.The little black dragon Chunchun couldn't bear to look directly at the distorted face.

Mr. Fuji stood in front of the two of them, and took out a black and white jade piece from his bosom, on which Lingxu's face was engraved.

"The scriptures of the Sage of Soldiers." Qin Zhiyan said in a deep voice.

"Whether it's time or destiny, or a dream, it depends on the sky." Mr. Fuji stood up straight with his hunched body.

The scripture in his hand was thrown into the air at once.

Immortal Begonia's soul world shattered like broken tiles, and mist fell from the sky.

As far as he could see, Li Zhong's body was "dissolving", his soles were covered with a layer of spirit bones, covering his whole body.

"Sir... ten years later, we will meet again." Li Zhong said intermittently, being sucked into the scriptures.

Under the holy scriptures appeared jet-black words, Li Zhong's figure was buried in the scriptures, and the scriptures were closed immediately.

Xiao Wenwen looked at Li Zhong's last appearance, and pondered in his heart: "If you don't come out of the Holy Market, I will let all the spirits of the Holy Market be buried with you."

A faint sword intent moved towards the blue moon in the sky of the Holy Ruins, causing Yue Ying'er to startle.

The little black dragon Chunchun thought his eyes were dazzled, so he rubbed a few times and looked again.

As soon as the blue moon changed, it turned into the brilliance of the purple moon, shining on everyone.

The Mingxu sky coffin was still hanging in the night sky, but without the strong evil spirit, it was a very simple coffin.

The holy scripture stood on the coffin of Mingxu, like a bronze mirror, facing the purple moon.

"Both of them are life gamblers, so let's bet on their lives." Mr. Fuji said.

"What is this scripture?" Xiao asked in a deep voice.

"Sacred Code is the Wishful Realm of Bing Sheng's Taoism. It is a world of its own, just like the holy ruins. However, only one person can be accommodated in Bing Sheng's Wishful Realm. Whether it is Li Zhong or the undead Haitang, it depends on fate. . " Said Mr. Fuji.

Resigned to fate, presumably Li Zhong's luck is not bad.

"Life is the wind, and death is the cloud. You and I are not just passing by." Xiao asked while pondering, and went to the six realms of the Holy Ruins.

"I'll wait for the holy moon to change color before leaving the holy ruins." Mr. Teng said, but he didn't want to go to the six realms of the holy ruins.

Mr. Teng sat cross-legged on the ground, the brilliance of the moonlight scattered over his head, and he sat quietly with his arms in his arms.

"En." Xiao Wendao nodded calmly, turned around and left.

Xiao Wenwen took a step forward, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Ten years...start from this step."

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In front of the Xuanmen of the Six Realms of the Holy Ruins, Xiao Wenwen looked back at the "Holy Code" again.He was thinking that Li Zhong must be looking at him too.

The brilliance dissipated, and the three of them were within the six realms of the Holy Ruins.

As far as I could see, there was a mountain range, but I didn't see the Xuanmen of the Seventh Realm of the Holy Ruins.

"Shouldn't the Holy Ruins be on the thirteenth floor?" Xiao asked softly.

Qin Zhiyan said: "The gate of the mysterious world of the Holy Ruins is there."

After he finished speaking, Xiao Wenwen saw a brilliance on top of a blue-black mountain peak.

The gate of the mysterious world is above the belly of a "Lingxu", who is similar in size to Xiao Wendao, with an extra pupil on the brow.

That Lingxu held his palms together, a ball of purple flames hung in his palms.

"Daqianjiexu...isn't he a character from the tenth realm of the Holy Ruins?" Qin Zhiyan looked at the Lingxu and his face was ashen.

"The characters in the tenth realm of the Holy Ruins are in the sixth realm." Xiao asked softly.

With a few footsteps behind him, Xiao asked without turning his head to know that it was Fudo Nanming and Nangong Xiaoqiao.

The two looked quite tired, the blood in their eyes had not dissipated, and their figures were quite floating.

Unsteady heels, lack of energy and blood.

"You..." Fudo Nanming looked at the expressionless Xiao and asked, and continued with a dumbfounded expression: "It seems that you are the talent of heaven."

"It's too late to slap horses now." Xiao asked.

Among the four realms of the Holy Ruins, Fudo Nanming and Nangong Xiaoqiao parted ways with a group of people.

In fact, in Xiao Wenwen's heart, it is not wrong for people not to punish heaven and earth for themselves.And what they were wrong about was that they should not have parted ways without saying a word.

"Heh, don't blame me either. I made the last move because of greed in my heart." Fudo Nanming continued with a look of remorse, "Now, if we want to deal with Daqian Lingxu, we must work together."

The fox pretended to be honest, but Xiao Wenwen just smiled indifferently, without even looking at Nanming.

"Daqian Lingxu...you have a solution." Xiao Wen asked quietly.

Fudo Nanming looked embarrassed, and said aloud: "This Daqianjiexu is a spirit of Tongsheng realm, and I'm just hearing it."

That Daqianjiexu stood on top of the mountain calmly, looking at the crowd like ants.

"Hmph, once you enter the Holy Ruins, it's nothing more than life and death. Are you... ready to die?" Xiao Wen asked, holding Nan Ming by the neck, and threw him in front of Daqian Jiexu.

Fudo Nanming didn't expect that Xiao Wendao would make a move at this time, and it was neat and straightforward.

The heart of defense is indispensable, this is the truth that Fudo Nanming has understood since childhood.

But some people, after all, can't be guarded.

If you become a villain first, you can't blame others for taking the lead!

Fudo Nanming looked at Daqian Jiexu with horror on his face, he was fixed in front of Daqian Jiexu.

He is like a wooden man, frozen in front of Jie Xu.

"You hate him." Daqianjie exclaimed, looking at Fudo Nanming.

Fudo Nanming couldn't utter a word, and his flexible eyes trembled.

"You must hate him... I will give you a chance to take revenge." Daqian Jiexu stretched out a finger and pressed it against Fudo Nanming's eyebrows.

"Soul Stealing Technique." Qin Zhiyan called out.

Xiao Wenwen watched as Fudo Nanming slowly turned into Lingxu under Daqian Jiexu's fingers, a Lingxu with Liying's cultivation base.

"Daqian Jiexu took away Fudo Nanming's soul and put it in his soul." Qin Zhiyan said, and saw a stream of light flashing through the sleeve robe of "Fudo Nanming".

In an instant, the ground listening mouse stood in front of Xiao Wendao, looking at the little fox Kongkong on his shoulder.

Kong Kong glanced at Tingshu, and blinked a few times.

The ground stinging mouse jumped up and stood side by side with the empty space.

If the spirit favors and abandons the Lord, it means that Fudo Nanming has already died in the hands of Daqian Jiexu.Otherwise, the ground listening mouse would never come out of Fudo Nanming's sleeve robe.

Fudo Nanming turned into Lingxu, with a faint blue light in his eyes, looking at the group of people down the mountain.

"Kill it." Daqianjiexu called out in a low voice.

Without moving Nanming, he held the sword and slashed, and the sword fell on Nangong Xiaoqiao's body.That Nangong Xiaoqiao looked at Nanming immobile, with a look of fear on her face, she retreated a hundred feet.

Although he didn't know why Daqian Jiexu would kill Nangong Xiaoqiao, Xiao Wenwen didn't intend to do it either.

Fudo Nanming is like a god of killing, the tip of the sword is stained with the blood of Nangong Xiaoqiao, and that Nangong Xiaoqiao managed to avoid several of his killing moves.

Nangong Xiaoqiao's clothes were as ragged as silk, and the blood in her eyes was even brighter, and she looked at Xiao Wendao and the others with prayers in her eyes.

"Are you really not going to save me?" Nangong Xiaoqiao shouted at Xiao Wendao, with despair in her eyes.

"Since the Great Thousand Tribulations can turn him into a spirit void, it will certainly be able to turn you into a spirit void. It is also your life-and-death opponent, and your death by his hands must be more satisfying than my death." Xiao asked Dao said in a low voice, with extreme indifference in his eyes.

The sword is shining brightly, never dying.

There were a few more bloodstains on Nangong Xiaoqiao's body, a few wisps of blood congealed on her ankles and landed on the plain shoe.

"As long as you are willing to save me, I will serve you from generation to generation. Be an ox or a horse, a slave or a handmaiden, and I will never repent." Nangong Xiaoqiao was beaten by Fudo Nanming, and there was another sword on her shoulder. see bone.

"Ox and horse slaves, which one of you is missing?" Xiao Wen asked with a glance at Chunchun and Qin Zhiyan.

On Qin Zhiyan's bloody face, the corners of his mouth still tugged a few times, looking at Nangong Xiaoqiao who was on the verge of life and death.

A drop of sweat fell from Qin Zhiyan's ear.

Xiao Wenwen looked at Qin Zhiyan's expression, and he didn't believe that he was a "lustful" person, but he was definitely not a gentleman.

"Qin Zhiyan... have you forgotten Senior Sister Jiang Miao?" Nangong Xiaoqiao let out a miserable cry.

Fudo Nanming pierced Nangong Xiaoqiao's abdomen with a sword, and a streak of residual blood flowed from the blade, like a red plum.

"She is a ruthless fairy, and I am an ordinary person. Ordinary...just an ordinary person, I don't owe her any more." Qin Zhiyan murmured, and the magic talisman in his palm was in his hand again.

This time, Xiao Wenwen could clearly see the appearance of the rune in his hand.

The dragon talisman totem of the weird fairy beast came out of Qin Zhiyan's palm like a living thing.

Slapping Fudo Nanming's back with a palm, the magic talisman in his palm was like a dagger, and fixed Fudo Nanming in place.

The bone of spirit deficiency on Fudo Nanming's body turned into wisps of light dust and scattered under his feet.

He came back to life, but his eyes were full of death, and his pupils reflected Qin Zhiyan's bloody face.

While muttering something, he fell under Qin Zhiyan's body.

"Death is in your hands, I feel at ease." Chunchun silently recited Fudo Nanming's soft words before his death.