Yequan was a relic left to him by his mother.

It is not just a treasure that simply collects aura for the master, but more like a living creature.

After the fall of its last master, it will annex the master's spiritual sea and cultivation base, continuously strengthen itself and cultivate the living beings.

This tool spirit born from Yequan will continue to mature with the passage of time, and then accompany the owner from birth to death.

Although he gave one of the night springs to his senior brother, the time he brought it with him was too short after all, and the new weapon spirit he cultivated in it was just a prototype.

unlike him...

Yequan was worn by him since he was a child, and the spirit of the tool in it has been relatively mature.

And this weapon spirit, possessing the skills and cultivation accumulated by countless generations of memories in Yequan, is so powerful that it is difficult to estimate.

It's a pity that the use of this weapon spirit has caused great backlash. Back then, his mother warned him that he should never use it unless his life was in danger.

At this moment, Shen Duo took the Yequan off his ears without hesitation.

The obsidian shone with an unusually excited light. Like water droplets, it melted into the palm of the hand with the continuous input of spiritual energy, and turned into a thick silk mist, which slowly flowed from the fingers and the outside of the palm to the ground.

The already silent and dark formation suddenly made ear-piercing buzzing, and suddenly a blue light appeared, and those worm-headed human bones that had been slowly crawling forward were also burned, screaming and receding.

The black mist fell on the ground and gradually condensed into a shape.

If you look carefully, the silhouette is slim and graceful, and it is clearly the appearance of a woman.

The black mist stretched its body as if there was no one around, as if dancing.

At the same time, sweet and pure aura hit the dry land like a spring.

Song Xianzhi suddenly felt the pressure on his body drop suddenly, and his breathing became much easier, and even the little fox curled up beside him stretched out.

But Shen Duo's situation was not optimistic.

Even though he turned his back to him extremely quickly, Song Xianzhi still saw his appearance at the moment.

As if his energy had been quickly drained, Shen Duo had already turned into an octogenarian old man.

Before Song Xianzhi stretched out his hand, his original crow-wing-colored hair turned white instantly, and his figure became much more bent.

Song Xianzhi squeezed his old wrist that was as rough as bark in disbelief, and said in shock: "Hey! What did you do!"

"you……"

"You're not going to die, are you..." He heard the sound of his heart sinking in a trance, and he asked the question in a trembling almost breathless voice.

With his back on his back, Shen Duo shook his head.

Song Xianzhi stubbornly pulled his wrist, trying to turn him around, but now he has no strength, can't stand up, and can't pull him.

In the end, he had no choice but to cry out in anxiety.

When Shen Duo heard that his movement was wrong, his body froze.

When Song Xianzhi found out, he quickly pretended to cry louder, and the person in front of him really had a bigger reaction, and turned back shyly.

So, Song Xianzhi thought inappropriately, Shen Duo seemed to dislike others crying.

Maybe you can give it a try the next time you need him...

Shen Duo lowered his head, trying to make his voice sound more normal, but how could the changes in his body be within his control.

The old voice could not be concealed at all: "Brother, don't be afraid, we will be able to go out after a while."

Although he lowered his head, Song Zhizhi still saw his ravine face and white eyebrows.

Swallowing a few times with difficulty, Song Xianzhi carefully asked: "Then you...can you change back..."

This question seems to be very important to Shen Duo.Because, the moment he just finished asking, he raised his head.

"I will change back into a senior brother." He gritted his teeth and emphasized again: "I will definitely!"

Song Xianzhi was stunned for a moment, but Shen Duo thought he didn't believe it, so he hurriedly took his hand, put it on his rough-haired ear, let him touch it, and said, "It's not ugly..."

"Brother, I'm not ugly..."

Song Xianzhi instantly felt that he was about to burst into tears.

It's just because the current Shen Duo is really distressing.

As the black mist condensed, Shen Duo's condition became worse and worse.

In the end, Hei Wu became a young woman with peerless beauty, but he was dying.

Song Xianzhi took Shen Duo, who was old and almost breathless, into his arms, and observed the description of the woman transformed by Yequan.

I saw that she had clear eyebrows and eyes, her temperament was clear, and she was full of coquettishness in her gestures and gestures. She was dressed in red, showing the word "bewitching" to the fullest.

Look carefully, her voice and smile, for a moment, are extremely similar to the usual Shen Duo.

With a bold guess in his heart, Song Xianzhi was very surprised, but Shen Duo had almost lost consciousness at the moment, and there was no way to verify everything.

The woman seemed to have glanced at Shen Duo, and then lightly raised her fingertips, displaying an unstoppable move.

In the bright light, the woman's figure was wrapped and melted, as if it would disappear again in the next second, flying away...

In the next second, the light dissipated, and the white jade-carved formation that was originally like a moat in front of them, climbed onto the spider pattern like a worthless broken stone, and shattered into countless tiny pieces. stone.

Sharp screams piled up in a chaotic manner, and the surrounding walls were all melted by the light, forming a large black liquid.

The rancid smell that originally floated in the nose was also replaced by a dry smell.

The wind blew in through the gap in the wall, blowing away most of the smell.

As the smell dissipated, those worm-headed human bones also turned into thumb-sized Gu worms, soaked in the black liquid, writhing fragilely.

It turned out that the human bones just now were just an illusion created by the formation...

The surviving disciples absorbed the spiritual energy from outside, and slowly all stood up, staring at everything in front of them.

I saw that the original thick and tall walls of this hall were actually built by thousands of white bones.

The white bones are full of hole-shaped nests, and densely packed Gu worms are wriggling inside.

At this time, the original wall had already melted, leaving only these white bones, large and small, stacked one on top of the other, as high as three feet.

When the night wind blew in through the gaps in the bones, there was a whimpering sound.

It seems that someone is weeping.

Song Xie hugged Guan Er with one hand and Shen Duo with the other, and stood up with difficulty.

The woman who rescued them disappeared at some point like the wind.

On Shen Duo's ears, the dimly lit Yequan returned to its place.

"Everyone, are you all right?"

"He's not dead, but this old look is ashamed to see others..."

"Don't be inferior, junior brother, those who seek immortality and ask questions will not stick to their appearance."

The disciple called Junior Brother seemed to be a gray-haired old man, who had just been sucked blood, but it was lucky that he was not directly sucked dry and died.

None of these people who came here died.

Song Xianzhi checked Guan'er's condition and found that his fever had subsided.

The aura that Shen Duo sent to him just now, he naturally passed along the hand on Guan Er's body.

In the middle of the night, there was no one in the Jing family.

When everyone left the hall, they meditated on the spot and recuperated.

Song Xianzhi opened his eyes after recuperating, but was startled by the thick black shadow kneeling beside him.

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