Ju Lingzhu

"Who are you?" The man in black robe became alert, he didn't feel any aura from the old man.

This situation is too strange. Could it be that this old man is an ordinary person, but how can ordinary people appear in front of him without even realizing it.Then there is only one possibility, that is, this old man's strength is far higher than his own.

"Strength is higher than my own. Could it be that he is a character in the middle or late stage of soul refining, not a warrior in the Yuanshen stage." Thinking of this black robe man's heart twitched violently.

"You two destroyed this place." The dry old man finally spoke, and his voice was no different from that of an ordinary old man.

"Yes, may I ask this senior?" the man in black asked respectfully.

"Hmph, what seniors, you destroyed my stone formation and disturbed my sleep, what do you think we should do?" the old man asked with a gloomy expression.

"This, this." The man in black didn't know what to say, because he suddenly felt pressure, an inexplicable pressure from the bottom of his heart.

"There is only one ending that makes me unhappy, and that is death." The old man sneered.

"No, run." The black-robed man finally felt that something was wrong, and was about to turn around and run away, but before his body turned around, the old man made a move.

The dry old man simply stretched his right hand forward, bent his five fingers, and exuded a strange suction force from his palm. It was this strange suction force that made the black-robed man in the soul refining stage unable to move.

Silk!Silk!Silk!

A faint sound came from the dry old man's palm. The black-robed man opened his eyes wide and struggled violently, but it was useless. Under the shroud of laundry, the black-robed man could not even make a sound.

Silk!Silk!Silk!

A black substance floated out from between the eyebrows of the black-robed warrior. After these black-robed warriors were absorbed, the black-robed warrior's eyes suddenly became dull.

Soon a black ball was pulled into the dry old man's palm.

"Senior, please spare me." A trace of fluctuations emanated from the black ball.

"This is the soul, it was sucked out by this old man, who is this old man, how can he be so powerful." Zhou Dao thought in shock.

A martial artist in the soul refining period was pulled out of his soul without even the slightest effort to fight back. This situation frightened Zhou Dao all of a sudden.The shattering of the soul means that all the vitality used by this warrior is cut off, and it is impossible for this person to exist in the world in the future.

Whoosh!

The old man opened his mouth and swallowed the soul directly.

"Senior, spare your life, spare your life." The soul of the man in black screamed in the old man's stomach for a while, and then fell silent.

"The soul is gone." Zhou Dao secretly said.

"Hey, I haven't eaten the soul for a long time, and it still feels so refreshing. Hey, it's your turn, little guy." The dry old man turned to Zhoudao.

"You, you." Zhou Dao didn't know what to say, because the gap between Zhou Dao and himself was too big, it was like a sky and an earth.

It means that my own strength is fully restored, that is, the True Flame Sword and the Blood Demon can make a move now, even if they try their best, it may not have any effect at all. The opponent is really too strong. Zhou Dao feels that the opponent is like a boundless sea. No matter how big the scorpion is tossed out, it won't work.

"what!"

At this time, the old man let out a light snort, and then his eyes began to change.

"Interesting, interesting. It's just that the strength of the alchemy stage can cultivate such a strong soul power, and the inner alchemy of three different attributes has been cultivated in the body. Kid, who is your master?" the old man asked.

"Are you a Yuanshen stage warrior?" Zhou Dao asked without answering.

"That's right, hey, something's wrong, the wrench on your hand is weird, let me see." The old man moved Zhou Dao's palm and the wrench in Zhou Dao's hand suddenly flew up.

"Give it back to me." Zhou Dao was shocked and immediately jumped up, but the injury was too serious and he fell to the ground again.

Zhou Dao was so anxious that he spat out another mouthful of blood. This finger pull is too important to him, all his things are in it, and what's more important is that the True Flame Sword and the Blood Demon are still in it.

laugh!laugh!laugh!

Three bursts of energy shot out from the finger, stabbing at the old man.

"what!"

The dry old man was scattered with three flashes of sword energy in his palm.

"No wonder you are so nervous, it turns out that there are so many good things in it, an artifact and a seriously injured Yuanshen stage warrior." The dry old man said in surprise.

Suddenly the old man fell silent, it turned out that the divine consciousness that had entered Finger Pulling communicated with the Blood Demon and the True Flame Sword.

"It seems that this kid's situation is not good. Someone even snatched his finger." The blood demon said lightly.

"It's a Yuanshen stage warrior, we are not the opponent's opponent in our current situation." Zhen Yanjian said.

"Don't be nervous, both of you. I'm just very curious. I didn't expect there to be a god-level powerhouse in this finger." The old man said with a smile.

"What kind of god-level powerhouse is just lingering." The blood demon said lightly.

At this moment, the True Flame Sword kept vibrating, and it was ready to strike.

"I don't know how to call you two. If I really want to do something, the two of you should not be my opponents in the current situation?" The dry old man said with a smile.

"That is the Divine Artifact True Flame Sword. I am a Blood Demon, but if we try our best, I'm afraid you will have a hard time." The Blood Demon said lightly, without any change in emotion.

"What, you are a blood demon, that blood demon that can devour other people's blood?" Now it was the old man's turn to be surprised.

"You know me." The blood demon was also taken aback for a moment.

"I've heard of the name of the senior. The junior has a certain research on the soul, so some friends call me the soul refining god, but I dare not be the word god in front of the senior." The dry old man's tone suddenly became respectful. stand up.

"What, senior or not, I'm just a cripple now, if you want to do it, you can do it." The blood demon said calmly.

"Hehe, I think the two of you misunderstood. I really don't mean anything malicious. I'm just curious about this kid." The old man laughed.

Zhou Dao sat on the ground and looked at the dazed dry old man a little curiously, wondering what he was doing.

At this time, a sound of footsteps came, and Zhou Dao immediately became nervous.

"Why did someone come again?" Zhou Dao thought to himself.

Soon an emerald green figure came into Zhou Dao's eyes.A delicate and familiar face met Zhou Dao's eyes.

"Meng Yingying." Zhou Dao exclaimed.The person who came was the beautiful girl I met in the maze before.

"Hey, who are you?" The girl came to Zhou Dao strangely.

"It's me, you forgot." Zhou Dao said hastily.

"So it's you. We've met before. I don't know your name yet. What's wrong with you?" Meng Yingying looked at Zhou Dao with watery eyes.

"My name is Zhou Dao, it's nothing, I just got hurt." Zhou Dao smiled, and when he saw Meng Yingying Zhou Dao, he felt an idea of ​​excitement welling up in his heart.

"Grandpa, what are you doing?" Meng Yingying suddenly came to the dry old man and shouted at this time.

"What's wrong with my grandfather, he doesn't speak." Meng Yingying asked strangely.

"Is he your grandfather?" Zhou Dao asked in surprise.

"Yes." Meng Yingying nodded.

"A martial artist in the Yuanshen stage?" Zhou Dao asked uncertainly.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Meng Yingying was very curious.

At this time, Zhou Dao finally started to pay attention to Meng Yingying, and suddenly his eyes became strange.

"What are you looking at?" Meng Yingying asked strangely.

"Are you at the Golden Core stage?" Zhou Dao asked again.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Meng Yingying asked doubtfully.

"Um, it's nothing." Zhou Dao patted his forehead and smiled wryly.

"Yingying, why are you running out again? Didn't I tell you that the forest is a bit chaotic recently, you should stay at home and practice hard." The dry old man finally opened his eyes.

"Aren't you bored? I can't bear to practice every day. Besides, all the spirit beasts here have a good relationship with me, so there will be no danger." Meng Yingying said with a smile.

"Here you are." The old man threw the wrench to Zhou Dao.

Zhou Dao took it over and quickly put it on his hand. He was so absorbed in seeing that the True Flame Sword and the Blood Demon were in good health, and immediately felt relieved.

"Grandpa, what's going on, who injured Zhou Dao?" Meng Yingying asked.

"Zhou Dao, do you know this kid?" the old man asked.

"Yeah, I met him once before. He was seriously injured. Grandpa, why don't you treat him?" Meng Yingying said.

"I don't need to do it. These injuries look serious, but it only takes a short time for him to recover." The old man glanced at Zhou Dao and said.

"For the sake of your acquaintance with my granddaughter, my old man will not kill you. Come back with me." The old man flew up as soon as he waved his hand thoughtfully.

Zhou Dao felt a soft qi enveloping him, and followed the old man through the maze.

"Here, this is my residence." The old man casually threw Zhou Dao on the ground.

"Oh, yes, please be gentle, he was seriously injured." Meng Yingying said dissatisfied.

"Don't worry, this kid has rough skin and thick flesh, he'll be fine if he falls twice." The old man smiled.

"This is where you live." Zhou Dao pointed to the house in front of him in surprise.

There are three houses in total, and the styles are also very ordinary, but what surprised Zhou Dao was that the materials of these three houses were all made of jade.Moreover, it is made of a whole piece of jade, and it becomes a house after being hollowed out.

"This is made of ten thousand years of jade essence. If you practice in the house, you don't have to worry about going crazy. Boy, you have too much evil spirit. Practicing in this house is good for you, and it will be cheaper for you." The old man stopped after finishing speaking. No matter what, Zhou Dao got into a room by himself.

"Hee hee, my grandpa is like this. Don't worry about it. You can live in that room. You can go to heal your wounds quickly. By the way, do you want pills? I'll come to grandpa's place." Meng Yingying said with a smile.

"Thank you, no need, I have a lot of them too." Zhou Dao smiled.

As soon as he entered the room, Zhou Dao immediately felt a cool feeling spread all over his body, and the recovery speed of his injuries seemed to be accelerated a lot.

"It's really miraculous." Zhou Dao thought to himself.