The bell kept ringing, sending out a circle of vibrating ripples that only the soul and spirit could feel.
Xin Zhuo is always confused, as if everything in the world is far away from him and all his strength will be lost.
This feeling is very helpless and lonely, just like the countless years of being a furnace in my previous life.
He was anxiously thinking of a solution, but it was difficult to concentrate.
Jiang Yuwei? I don’t know this woman...
He subconsciously continued to "look", but couldn't see anything clearly. He only heard Jiang Yuwei's crazy voice in his ears: "Uncle, Yuwei is almost two thousand years old. Yuwei... I only have you in my heart, and I can't tolerate it anymore." Anyone..."
"My mother is dead. I, I have no relatives. I only have my uncle. Uncle and cousin, I don’t care what the worldly people think..."
"I have never forgotten the several times you have been frivolous about me. Now that it has been like this, I want to stay with you..."
"I know you heard it..."
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Xin Zhuo was extremely helpless. Jiang Yuwei's cultivation level was too low and he couldn't feel his current situation at all. No, I'm afraid even Jiankong and the others couldn't feel it either.
Immortals must be absolutely sure that they can use secret techniques to restrain their souls.
I wonder if Shen Gongyan, this grandson, can sense it?
Just as he was thinking of this, he vaguely noticed that Jiang Yuwei seemed to have lightly untied her clothes and lay in his arms.
She no longer cares about what she wants to do.
The shocked voice of the hazy shadow sounded above the head again: "You, you, you...why is your soul so thick and stable? How many years have you lived?"
Xin Zhuo heard what he said, and finally thought of something, Subconsciously summon the "dirty energy".
Sure enough, that "strange aura" was the only existence that was not bound by the body and came in a flash.
Xin Zhuo was furious, stretched out his finger, and shouted ethereally: "Death!"
The "strange energy" flashed and hit the big bell.
"Buzz——"
The big bell rippled and swayed.
“Ah——”
The phantom screamed miserably: “What is this? What is this? The soul-falling clock that can break the Heavenly Lord’s cultivation for thousands of years? ”
Then he rolled up the big bell, turned it in the air, and disappeared without a trace.
"Return!"
Xin Zhuo endured the discomfort and returned to his body. The feeling of warmth, weight and security gradually returned, especially down there, which was wet, hot, slippery and greasy.
He shook his dizzy head, looked down, and saw a scene that left him speechless -
Jiang Yuwei's long hair spread like a waterfall, and she was carving carefully.
The picture cannot be described.
This scene was beyond his imagination, and he couldn't help scolding: "Jiang Yuwei..."
Jiang Yuwei raised her head, her lips were red, Xiafei's temples were subconsciously taken a step back: "Uncle, fighting in the daytime, his blood is strong. Yu Wei, Yu Wei..."
Xin Zhuo sighed, waved his hand and closed his robe: "Go down, I know your thoughts. From now on, I will give you the opportunity to practice with Wuhuang Xi and Xiong Zhang."
Jiang Yuwei was stunned, closed her robe, pursed her lips and burst into tears: "Is it because Yuwei doesn't know how to serve others?"
Xin Zhuo scolded: "Jiang Yuwei!"
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"I know!"
Jiang Yuwei wiped the corners of her eyes, turned around and ran out.
Xin Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and was about to get up and chase the immortal shadow when he suddenly felt dizzy.
“This is martial spirit fatigue!”
Shen Gongyan’s voice came faintly from the well: “The immortal soul used the quasi-immortal emperor level innate spirit treasure to leave the body. Soul Bell, this thing was When Emperor Zhu Xian was in power, he made a great show, killing at least hundreds of quasi-emperors and Great Yuan Masters. It was shocking. You can withstand it only because you were invaded by the evil spirit back then and have been invulnerable to all means. .
In fact, you didn't do anything just now, but you wouldn't have been hurt..."
"That's a long way to go! Xin Zhuo scolded: "How to nourish the soul?" ”
“Simple! "
Shen Gongyan laughed dryly: "Your soul is just tired. It can be quickly relieved by using the yin and yang technique to cultivate the soul. This method has been lost for tens of thousands of years. I am the only one who knows it!" "
Xin Zhuo said: "Elaborate! ”
Shen Gongyan said: "In this case, you find a girl..."
Xin Zhuohuo heard the absurdity and frowned: "Are there any other methods, elixirs, spiritual treasures, etc..."< br>
Shen Gongyan laughed dryly: "Yes, but it's too slow. It will take at least ten days and a half!" Xin Zhuo rubbed his dizzy head, cursed secretly, and flashed out of the handsome tent. There are several tents on the left, and you can sneak into one of them at will.
The lights were turned off in the tent, and two graceful figures were lying flat on their backs, with long breaths, and they were in meditation. One of the women had long golden hair, which was full of flavor. .
Xin Zhuo jumped away and saw Sai Qingzhu and Zhe Feiyan in the haze.
Sai Qingzhu noticed it immediately, opened his eyes and shouted: "Who?"
Seeing that it was Xin Zhuo, his expression changed: "Young Master?"
Xin Zhuo shook He held his dizzy head and pinched her chin: "Is it convenient to practice a method with me?"
Sai Qingzhu understood clearly and his face was clear. Hong, glanced at Zhe Feiyan who also stood up, gritted her silver teeth, stretched out her slender white arms, her blond hair was spread out, and wrapped her arms around Xin Zhuo's neck with a charming face, her voice was like a mosquito, and her breath was like a blue, like She was like the big sister she was in Da Zhou: "Well, I can do anything as a servant. I wonder if Zhe Feiyan is here..."
Nazhe Feiyan was stunned for a moment: "Husband, I, can't I do it? What kind of secret skills do you need to avoid me to practice?"
"Hey, the cultivation level is a little low, but they are a pair of stunning girls. Come on..." Shen Gongyan chuckled.
Xin Zhuo cursed secretly again and waved his hand to block Shen's performance.
Soon, inside the tent, there were layers of barriers...
……
"Poof——"
Thousands of miles away, Gui Che Xingjun spurted out a mouthful of golden fairy blood, his five-headed and six-armed body swaying, holding the big bell with a terrifying aura tightly in his arms, Looking back, the five faces were full of panic.
The figure flashed and ran straight ahead. Soon, in the dark and boundless sea, an endless field of fairy cloud tents, chariots, fairy beasts appeared...
A few figures far away Yuan came up to meet him and said with a big smile: "Xingjun takes action, everything is safe!"
"Back off!"
Lord Gui Che Xing was in a bad mood, so he drove up a cloud of auspicious clouds, traveled thousands of miles in an instant, and went straight to a fairy palace floating high in the sky deep in the immortal army camp.
In the fairy palace, the fairy music is equally famous, and sixteen graceful fairies are dancing.
On the main seat, Grand Marshal Zhao Gongyan, who is wearing a marshal's golden armor, Deputy Marshal Lan Buyi, who is wearing a Taoist robe, Master Jiulong, who is playing with nine pocket golden dragons, and Ju Lingguan, a fat judicial counselor, are sitting there. Watch dancing and drink.
The Immortal’s conquests are not lacking in enjoyment.
Seeing the ghost Che Xingjun arrived, everyone looked at him: "How is it?"
"Oops!"
Gui Che Xingjun dismissed the fairies, sat down and sat cross-legged aside, picked up the glass cup, and drank the fairy brew in one gulp.
Lan Buyi stroked three strands of his long beard, expressing his aura as a Taoist Immortal: "What happened to make Gui Chexingjun, who dared to peek at Pantaoyuan Qiong'e Xuannu's bath, so depressed? Could it be that he was beheaded? Are you not too happy?"
Zhao Gongyan and others laughed when they heard this.
Gui Che Xingjun respectfully handed the "Soul Bell" to Zhao Gongyan and said: "This thing is of no use!"
"That's nonsense!" Master Jiulong's expression changed, "Gui Che Xingjun, do you know that this object is the innate magic weapon that Lingxiao Tianjun requested from Lishan Tianzun?"
Gui Che Xingjun said in a deep voice. Said: "I thought so too, but it's a pity that The soul of Zhenwu Heavenly King is extremely powerful. It is so powerful that I have never seen it before. I am not afraid of your doubts. I feel that his soul is at least equivalent to the soul of the Seven-Yuan Great Immortal. No, it may be even more powerful. There is also I can’t understand this Black breath!"
Master Jiulong scolded again: "It goes without saying that warriors are physically strong, but how strong can they be if they don't cultivate their souls?"
Gui Che Xingjun still wants to argue? , Generalissimo Zhao Gongyan interrupted: "It's hard to say! I just watched the introduction of the twenty-six kings of the world by the Department of Documents of Doube. This person is the only one who has been conferred as the king of the world with the major of Da Yuan!"
The great immortals were stunned for a moment.
Deputy Marshal Lan Buyi said: "So, is this person the number one Great Yuan Lord in the world?"
Zhao Gongyan said: "I'm afraid it's not as simple as being the first Great Yuan Lord. The twenty-six heavenly kings in the world are His real strength cannot be faked. He ranks eighteenth, beating eight quasi-emperors in the world, which is rare in the world!” .
Zhao Gongyan said: "It doesn't matter, Gui Che, you don't have to take it to heart. The world is in decline. In this battle of immortals and martial arts, it is only a matter of time before the world is wiped out and massacred. The world will be completely unified, which has never happened before. What a feat!”
The faces of the immortals brightened slightly and they raised their glasses to drink together.
Zhao Gongyan put down the cup: "Tomorrow we will use the secret technique again and try to kill this person together..."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of wind outside, and an immortal general came in with a fearful expression. Entering the hall: "Generalissimo, that man is coming to kill!"
"Who?"
Zhao Gongyan asked in a deep voice.
The immortal general said: "The true martial king in the world!"
Master Jiulong said hastily: "Wu Ni dares to attack our immortal army at night?"
The immortal general said in a trembling voice: "He is alone!" (End of this chapter)