Three Realms Super Red Packet Group

Chapter 85
"What!" Chu Ye was startled secretly, staring at the chariot going away, his mind became active.

Laojun issued a mission to collect [-] magic star souls. I thought they were all on the earth, but I didn't expect to meet one in the earth soul world, and it was a Tiangang star soul.

"Zhong Ling, can you see his cultivation?"

"I don't see it, there is a layer of mist covering his body that blocks my immortal consciousness." Zhong Ling shook his head and said helplessly.

"That's tricky." Chu Ye rubbed his chin, thinking.

Of the three immortal artifacts all over her body, Zhong Ling recovered the best, and even she couldn't see through it, so it was really a difficult challenge.

As soon as his arms became hot, that divine sense reappeared in Chu Ye's spiritual sea: "His cultivation is not high, he is only in the early stage of Dongxu Realm."

Chu Ye directly took out his mobile phone, clicked on the storage bar, looked at the misty treasures in three of the grids, and asked, "Heavenly Star Soul has appeared, which one of you should be born?"

When I wanted to take out these three treasures before, I always gave up after clicking on them, as if something reminded myself that the time has not come, the time has not come.

"It must be here now."Chu Ye thought to himself.

The three innate treasures of Hunyuan Yiqi Taiqing Talisman, Vajra Cut, and Lidi Flame Banner are almost legendary existences in mythology.

"Since it's Tianweixing, I should be born first."

A purple awn bloomed in one of the columns, the Hunyuan Yiqi Taiqing talisman!
"Which one of you is born, I welcome you." Chu Ye showed his white teeth, smiled and clicked on one of them.

A purple talisman appeared in front of his eyes, and the purple rhyme flowed endlessly.

"You can call me Fu Ling. I can suppress and break all formations in the world, evolve reality with nothingness, and seal the world with dust. If it is not the way, it is contrary. I am enough to lay down the dust formation of life and death, darkness and disillusionment. Any creature in the world." The ethereal voice was full of coldness and indifference.

"Uh." Chu Ye seemed to feel that this Fu Ling might not be easy to get along with.

Fu Ling had insight into Chu Ye's thoughts, and said calmly: "I have the life of a saint, and I will definitely assist you with all my strength."

After the words fell, the purple talisman escaped into Chu Ye's body, but when it passed the skull, it yelled in surprise, as if it had conflicted with some kind of existence, and then withdrew from his head in embarrassment.

"What is that ashes?" Fu Ling showed a spirit body, a delicate little girl like Zhong Ling, staring at Chu Ye with a pair of lavender eyes.

"What ashes?" Chu Ye was stunned for a moment, and then realized: "Oh, that's my ancestor's relic. Well, at least that's what Sect Master Geyi, the God of War, said."

"Ancestral relic?" Fu Ling frowned delicately, as if lost in thought.

After a long time, he raised his head with a serious face, looked at Chu Ye solemnly, and murmured with his small mouth: "It shouldn't be! There is obviously no aura of the hidden royal family on your body?"

Fu Ling's eyes became more and more blurred. If you observe carefully, you can find countless runes dancing in her eyes.

"Oops, I forgot, you are an odd number selected by the Heavenly Dao of the Three Realms, and you can't guess at all."

Fu Ling pursed her mouth, her pale face was full of grievances, as if she had been severely injured, she stared fiercely at Chu Ye's head, and then burrowed into his heart.

At this moment, Zhong Ling and Qian Kun didn't dare to say a word, and watched the appearance and disappearance of Fu Ling with awe.

"As expected of a prehistoric innate spirit treasure."

"I feel that the spirit body can't even move." Qian Kun said with lingering fear.

"Huh?" Chu Ye looked at the two sweating faces and asked strangely, "Is that an exaggeration? Why don't I feel anything strange?"

Zhong Ling glanced at him, and said angrily: "Master, she was also sent by Laojun to help you, so how could she threaten you, all of them are coming towards the three of us."

"Hum." A crisp voice sounded.

It was Fu Ling who was in the heart, and let out a cold snort, and Zhong Ling was so frightened that he closed his mouth and escaped into the sea of ​​consciousness and could not come out.

Qiankun also retracted into the body, and Changsheng even blocked the fluctuation of the soul.

"Hey, why do I suddenly feel like I'm alone." Chu Ye was speechless.

I had no choice but to pat my heart, and said warmly: "Fu Ling, don't scare them."

After waiting for a long time, another snort came.

"Forget it, let's go quickly, don't let that chariot really enter Tianxin City, or it will be troublesome again."

Chu Ye stretched his muscles, and under the horrified eyes of the passing caravan, he walked a thousand meters away.

The black tiger was pulling the chariot, the speed was not fast, it was maintaining a constant speed, avoiding bumps, and awakening the sleeping master in the chariot.

Chu Ye reckoned that it took only 10 minutes to overtake the chariot.

He slowed down, looked at the stable chariot, and couldn't help sighing: "It's really a winner in life to be able to act aggressively and enjoy it at the same time."

When he put his immortal consciousness into the chariot, there was a loud shout in an instant.

"who is it!"

Heihu seemed to be frightened, and stopped in place nervously, at a loss.

A young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes jumped out of the chariot holding a spear, and looked coldly at Chu Ye's hiding place.

"As expected of the mighty star soul, he found me right away." Chu Ye praised from the bottom of his heart.

The young man's face was displeased, and he asked in a deep voice: "Li Jianxing of the Xiahuang Shenzong, why are you secretly spying on me and provoking me?"

"There is really a star in the name. If I look for Xinghun in the future, should I start with the name?" Chu Ye didn't answer him, but in his heart, he asked Fu Ling in surprise.

"Nonsense." Fu Ling responded quickly, mixed with some contempt.

"How can you be so sure?" Chu Ye was not angry, but asked back.

The provoking Fu Ling snorted again, ignored him, and fell silent.

The young man under the chariot looked even more gloomy. He felt Chu Ye's absent-mindedness, and he was instantly furious.

"Are you going to declare war? Then come."

But when he saw the rusty knife in Chu Ye's hand, the young man's pupils shrank instantly, and he said in shock, "Nihai Demon Knife!"

"Hey, do you know my knife?" Chu Ye, who came back to his senses, was surprised, then shook the rusty knife, and said softly, "So it's called Nihai Demon Knife!"

The young man's mood became obviously heavy. He pointed his spear at Chu Ye's head and said angrily, "Who the hell are you? Why is this magic knife in your hand?"

"Who am I? I'm Death God, and I'm here to harvest your life." Chu Ye said jokingly, because Fu Ling told him that she would suppress the opponent's hole cards and forbidden magical powers, and let him fight to his heart's content.

"Seek your own way!"

Li Jianxing's eyes were completely cold, and endless killing intent emerged from them, and an astonishing aura erupted from his body, directly targeting Chu Ye.

"No matter who you are, if you dare to come to me with the Nihai Demon Knife in the Zifu Realm, you're really tired of work."

(End of this chapter)