Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

In front of the dark red stone wall, the entrance to a stone cave with a radius of about ten feet stood abruptly and hollowly.

The surrounding red mist surged into the cave, making it impossible to see what was going on inside.

Ling'er's figure flashed and stopped at the end of the dark red stone wall passage. He turned back to look at the woman in white and said: "Sister, Ling'er can't get in here. The master has to take care of you. When you get to the spacious place inside, Ling'er Come out right away.”

Yan Miao lowered her head and looked at the red-robed young man in her arms, then jumped up with him in her arms and reached the ground.

"Ling'er, please go back to the spirit beast space. Junior Brother Ji can just leave it to me."

Ling'er stared at the woman in white in front of him, hesitant.

"Sister, you won't take advantage of the master's coma. Do something detrimental to the master. Ling'er's flames will not let you go!"

Yun Miao smiled lightly when she heard this and looked at the flaming bird in amusement.

"Ling'er, you are really concerned about Junior Brother Ji's safety. You have thought of everything. Don't worry. There are dangers here. The little girl still expects Junior Brother Ji to protect her in the wild secret realm. How can you be so short-sighted, let alone traveling with Junior Brother on this journey? Come, we have a good friendship, how can we do such a thing?"

"Oh! That's because Ling'er is worrying too much. Don't blame me, sister. Now the master is so injured..."

The flame bird relaxed, looked at the woman in white apologetically, and said this.

Yumiao touched the blood-red flame wings of the big flame bird, smiled gently, and said nothing.

Seeing this, Ling'er no longer hesitated. It turned into a blood-red flame and disappeared into the red ring around Ji Lingyu's waist, disappearing without a trace.

Yan Miao hugged the young man in red robe and quickly moved forward, disappearing into the red mist-filled hole about ten feet in diameter.

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"Boy, you are quite clever. I let you run away last time. You have no way to escape this time..."

On top of a dark red skeleton, a burly man in black robes stood in the air. At this time, his face was bloodless, his chest was rising and falling violently, his whole body was trembling, and his eyes were dim.

About ten miles away, a dark red skeleton man held a dark red bone knife and sneered.

"Senior, you are the Skeleton King of this Netherworld Canyon. As a Heavenly Ghost, how can you be so aggressive and kill all the disciples of the Heavenly Ghost Sect in Yunzhou?"

"Hmph! Although I have some friendship with some old guys from the Tiangui Sect, how can I not know that they have evil intentions and have no sympathy for us ghosts? They are all thinking about how to conquer, control, and use them."

When the Skeleton King said this, the hatred in his eyes could hardly be concealed, and he said in an extremely vicious voice: "I actually like you little guy, but I can only blame it on my bad fate. It's a pity that I don't have the chance to be reincarnated." Slightly..."

This dark red skeleton man flashed the dark red bone sword in his right hand, and he was about to step forward and slash down.

"Senior, a certain person is a direct descendant of the Yunzhou Wan family, and there are many Nascent Soul cultivators in my Wan family..."

The burly man in black robes was talking nonsense in extreme fear. At this moment, his trembling hands could no longer gather his spiritual power, could not activate his escape technique, and seemed to have no choice but to wait for death.

"Are these ten thousand puppets really going to die here? Even if the golden elixir self-destructs and reincarnates, it won't work..."

Half a foot ahead, a dark red skeleton man flashed out. The long and narrow dark red bone knife struck with the cold wind.

The burly man in black robe trembled and said in a low voice.

"Hmph! A mere Heavenly Ghost in the early stage of Nascent Soul is so arrogant and dares to kill a disciple of my Heavenly Ghost Sect. He has been practicing in seclusion for many years, but this world of immortality is different from before..."

A deep and gloomy sound sounded from somewhere.

The Skeleton King's expression froze. The dark red bone knife stopped in front of the forehead of the burly man in black robes, and traces of bright red blood seeped out from his face.

"Who?"

The Skeleton King looked alert, looking up and around, but his right hand still held the handle of the knife tightly.

At this time, the burly man in black robe, who was already in despair and whose whole body was shaking like chaff, trembled and said: "Great Elder, you are here. This disciple is saved..."

The dark red skeleton man's hollow eyes were filled with red light as he explored the surroundings. But he still didn't know where the deep and deep sound came from, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"Hmph! Pretending to be mysterious and mysterious, how can you deceive me?"

The Skeleton King forced himself to calm down, and the next moment his figure suddenly became blurred and disappeared without a trace.

"You little devil, you don't know the power of heaven, how dare you run away like this in front of me?"

With an angry shout, a dozen miles in front of the burly man in black robe, a lean old man dressed in black robe and as skinny as a skeleton appeared.

His whole body was surrounded by black energy, and his specific appearance could not be seen clearly.

At this time, the lean old man in black robe, wrapped in black energy, threw his bony and withered right hand forward, and a dark disk about a foot in diameter suddenly came out, but there was no trace.

In a corner filled with red mist, a dark disk flashed out, with a bright black light above it, and a light curtain surrounded by black air enveloped the space dozens of feet below.

At this time, in the light curtain surrounded by black energy, the dark red skeleton of the Skeleton King appeared, and was surrounded by black energy.

"Elder Yun, I was also a monk of Tiangui Sect, please show mercy..."

The Skeleton King struggled hard, but couldn't escape the black energy around him, so he couldn't help but beg in a low voice.

"Oh? Do you, a Heavenly Ghost with early Nascent Soul strength, know me? Could it be that your predecessor was also a Heavenly Ghost Sect monk?"

The lean old man in black robe made a confused sound.

"Great Elder Mingjian, more than two thousand years ago, a certain person was indeed a Yuanying monk of the Heavenly Ghost Sect. Unfortunately, he was killed by a tenth-level transformed golden dragon in this Netherworld Canyon. Later, by chance, he became a Heavenly Ghost again."

The burly man in black robes shouted angrily: "Since you are a monk of the Tiangui Sect, how can you be so vicious and ruthless in sneaking up on the disciples of the Tiangui Sect?"

Then he looked at the lean old man in black robes and said: "Reporting to the Great Elder, this heavenly ghost cannot be trusted. He had sneak attacked the disciples and others before. Junior Sister Yun died at that time. Junior Sister, you are the direct descendant of your blood..."

A sharp look flashed in the eyes of the lean old man in black robes, and his right hand's technique changed. Just as he was about to cast something, the dark disk surrounded by black energy also lit up with black light.

"Great Elder, Great Elder... I really didn't know that woman was your descendant. Otherwise, how could I dare to be so presumptuous? I am willing to hand over half of my soul to you, Great Elder, and hope that the Great Elder will spare my life... …”

The dark red skeleton figure of the Skeleton King struggled, kneeling in the black air, and said hesitantly.

The lean old man in black robe paused with his right hand, and after thinking for a moment, he said coldly: "Oh? You know what's going on. I'm about to go to the wild secret realm this time. You may still be of some use, but I don't need this half of my soul. "

The lean old man in black robe opened his mouth wide, and spat out a jet-black triangular flag about an inch in size surrounded by black energy. It kept spinning in the air. The evil energy on it was condensed with black energy, and the resentment was soaring into the sky. It looked quite... Evil.

"I have been refining this Yin Luo Banner for many years, but now there are still a few main souls missing. When you, a heavenly ghost with the strength of the early Yuan Ying, come here, you can also exert your strength in the middle stage of the Yuan Ying..."