Is the target of the strategy darkened? Then die again

The magic lines had extended to the end of his eyes.

The table in the palm of my hand also split into several pieces and fell to the ground.

And such a sound also sounded in Qin Yinao's heart like an alarm bell.

He snapped out of his frantic state.

The old ghost said 'tsk' in his heart. This was obviously a good opportunity to use Song Yuecheng to arouse Qin Yiai's jealousy, causing him to make a big mistake and make the matter irreversible.

When everything is despairing, it is most convenient for him to corrode his soul and seize his body.

"I won't kill Song Yuecheng." The thoughts in Qian Heng's heart made Qin Yi'ao have beads of sweat on his forehead.

The old ghost 'Jie Jie' couldn't stop laughing: "Can you block it this time, how many times can you block it? Wait until Song Yuecheng and your master live together, and they become a pair of Taoists in the way of heaven, you will think again It’s too late to kill.”

Qin Yi'ao warned himself in his heart that this was what the old ghost said deliberately to make him lose his cool and to induce him, but...

Thinking of such a scene, Qin Yizai couldn't restrain the murderous intention in his heart.

Can't think any more.

If he continues to think like this, he is afraid it will be difficult to control himself again.

Qin Yi Ai closed his five senses.

Seeing this, the old ghost also hibernated quietly.

When Qin Yimai fell into endless darkness, the formation he had left in the inn room was touched, and the door was pushed open from the outside.

A young man with a handsome figure and a pure face walked in from the outside.

Looking at Qin Yiai who was sitting on the soft couch meditating, he did not approach him. Instead, he restored the table that he had broken and then walked to stand in front of him.

"Come out."

His voice was like the biting cold wind blowing on the ice field, with a bone-chilling chill.

"..."

"The person who borrowed my disciple's body to climb up from Feng Mo Ya is actually this kind of person who is hiding like a dog in a fly camp?"

"Jie Jie Jie... my ancestor underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be the one in control of the overall situation."

The visitor is Qin Yili.

He taught Qin Yi Ai Hui's formations.

Of course he can figure it out.

What's more, the spiritual bones belonging to him in his body will not touch the formation.

Qin Yimai suddenly opened his eyes.

But there is no longer lingering affection and pain in it, but thick malice and ridicule: "Thankfully, this boy is so passionate about you. I didn't expect that he was just sent by his favorite master to Feng Moya as a container for his ancestor. .”

Qin Yili's expression did not change because of his words.

He just looked at 'Qin Yimai' in front of him: "Senior, do you want revenge?"

The old ghost 'Qin Yili' who was moving his body looked at him in surprise when he heard this: "Do you know who the ancestor is?"

"Have heard a little bit."

He said calmly: "Thousands of years ago, there was a young man who wanted to establish a new system in the world of cultivation. However, he became a demon after establishing a sect, and was eventually defeated by everyone."

"Bewitched? Hahahahahahaha..."

The old ghost used Qin Yizai's face to show an exaggerated and crazy smile. He even bent over with laughter. The magic lines at the end of his eyes were like outlined lines, sarcastically saying: "They only have this little ability, how dare they say that?" It was because he was jealous of my high level of cultivation and thought that I would become the supreme master in the world of cultivation, so he took the opportunity to poison me and knock me down to Feng Mo Ya."

The old ghost who did not continue what he said looked at Qin Yili with admiration: "You are only three or four hundred years old, how do you know about the ancestor?"

He thought that the pretty-faced master whom Qin Yinai was attracted to was just a guy who didn't understand the world.

Now it seems that Qin Yiai is the one who is not familiar with worldly affairs.

"My master's name is Qin Ke."

The old ghost's expression suddenly changed: "Xiao Ke'er is still alive?"

"Master emerged a hundred years ago."

The old ghost, who had just revealed some emotions, instantly became indifferent: "Dead? It's better to die..."

"Master once told me before she passed away that she was sorry for one person in her life. Before she became immortal, she predicted that person would come out of Feng Mo Ya in a hundred years." Qin Yili said calmly.

The hanging hand suddenly clenched into a fist, but the old ghost had no clue: "Then what did she want you to do with me? Kill me? Or continue to seal me? It's a pity that Qin Yi'ao and I have been completely tied up. Together, if you want to kill me, you must kill him first."

"Master didn't ask me to kill senior, she just wanted me to hand over something to senior."

"what?"

Qin Yili took out a palm-sized ice blue lotus flower from his sleeve.

The presence of acquaintances made the old ghost relax his vigilance.

He took two steps forward.

Although the old ghost who was very confident in his sealing technique did not understand why Qin Yili could easily step into the formation arranged by Qin Yiai, he did not sense a threat in him, so he stepped forward and picked up the ice. Blue lotus.

The moment it touched him, the ice blue lotus disappeared from his hand like mist.

"you--"

The old ghost didn't even finish a sentence before he became silent.

Qin Yili quickly stepped forward to catch Qin Yiai who was about to fall.

With his five senses sealed but still vaguely able to feel his master's aura from the darkness, Qin Yiahao tried to wake up.

But soon, his eyebrows were tapped.

The soothing spiritual energy made his struggles peaceful.

In a daze, Qin Yimai seemed to hear someone talking to him in his ear. He wanted to hear it clearly, but in the end he couldn't hear anything clearly...

……

Three days later.

The cultivation competition has begun.

If it is as Qin Yili said, this year's competition is different from previous competitions.

The head of Jianming Mountain directly opened the Songhe Cave, and the countless immortal mushrooms and elixirs inside were displayed in front of everyone's eyes.

"This year's cultivation competition is to enter the Songhe Cave. Those who come out alive can bring the same thing, whether it is a magic weapon, pill, or a spiritual beast."

Everyone who had never thought it would be such a big competition gasped, and then their faces were full of excitement, eager to go inside and find what they wanted.

The head of Jianming Mountain continued slowly: "But not everyone can enter. This time, only those who are destined to enter will be selected."

"What's going on? Why did Jianmingshan learn the words of those bald donkeys? Why are they so destined?!"

"It's not because they want people from Jianming Mountain to come in, so they say things like "destined people," right?"

Although Jianmingshan holds the key to Songhedong Mansion, even members of their sect cannot easily enter.

The rules suddenly changed this year. Who doesn’t doubt that Jianmingshan wants to open the door to convenience for its own sect?

The head of Jianming Mountain also knew that everyone was suspicious of him, so he took the lead in asking their disciples to check in front of the stone pillar in front of Songhe Cave.

The chief disciple of Jianming Mountain cut his palm open and dripped blood on the stone pillar.

The stone pillars glowed white.

He asked another disciple to go up, and a cyan light emitted.

"Only those who are destined to Songhe Cave can enter."