Spirit Sword Wuxian

A group of bright and dazzling purple light filled the entire room. The huge space was illuminated by purple light like daytime.

Xuefeng stood quietly outside the door, watching the scene inside the house. Her spiritual consciousness has been following Yueluo, mastering her every move. She originally wanted to stop her, but stopped in the middle. This spirit is extremely important to her. It's very important, if she doesn't take it back, she may be in turmoil. This is not the result she wants to see. She likes the moonset, but it doesn't mean it will hurt her. Besides, she has also felt the emptiness in her soul. Tried it, forget it, let her go, if she really has the ability to take back her soul, I will never stop it!

A dense ball of purple light was condensed out, a few drops of cold sweat slid down from Yue Luo's pale cheeks, the ball of light flickered with the tendency of crackling lightning, and the fiery red hair was filled with this strong energy and fluttered in a mess, without losing its gorgeous appearance. Beauty!

The milky white beam of light was absorbed by the power of the ball of light, and the moment the shattered soul touched the air, it seemed to be floating away, Yue Luo hurriedly gathered her hands together in shock, and the soul slowly flew over with her suction, The fusion at that moment was not satisfactory. The soul was too weak to enter Yueluo's consciousness. If the soul was forcibly introduced, the soul would be shattered instantly. Although it is a fairy-level soul, it does not really exist forever. In this underworld It has been floating for a long time, and it is naturally eroded by the air of darkness, and it wants to be perfectly integrated unless the air of darkness can be expelled.

Yue Luo grasped the soul in her hands, her lips were tightly pursed, even if she couldn't fuse it, she would take it away, she must not stay in this place, the purple light bead slowly turned, the soul was forced into the light bead, and hid in the dantian , everything returned to calm, Yue Luo frowned slightly, she couldn't wait here, she should find a chance to leave here.

The moonlight was shining, and in the silent central forest, an invisible dark force enveloped all the scenery within a thousand miles.

A mass of black fireworks was quietly burning the huge tripod, and wisps of blue smoke emitted from the tripod. The teams not far away amounted to thousands of people. Feeling the power of the tripod, everyone nodded, As soon as the Soul Refining Cauldron comes out, the Soul Refining Conference can officially begin. Now, the competition can start only after the three forces arrive.

A man in a yellow robe has bright eyes, and his handsome face is the ultimate skill of all strong women. He sat quietly on a rosewood chair, playing with the black jade around his waist, and said in a casual tone, "I and Qinglong Valley The Lord marched at the same time, why have we not seen his shadow until now?"

"It turned out to be the owner of Murong Mountain. I almost didn't recognize it in the high night. Our valley owner is naturally going to do something very important, so I don't bother you to care about it." Among the Dragon Soul Valley team, a A man with a strange appearance laughed and spoke, his eyes full of disdain. It seems that there are very few ugly people in this underworld, and the bodies of those evil souls are almost all beautiful skins.

"The people in Dragon Soul Valley are so unruly? They are rude to our mountain lord, are you emboldened by ambition?" A black-robed man behind the man stared at Dragon Soul Valley with a black face. Over there, a little protector under the Azure Dragon Seat dared to be rude to the Lord of the Mountains, he really overestimated himself!

A black light beam was as fast as lightning, and with a bang, everyone was shocked. The body of the strange man burst open, and once the trembling soul floated out, it was sucked into the man's hand by a suction force.

Murong Lingtian looked at the struggling soul held between his fingers, with a strange and evil smile on his lips, under the terrified expressions of everyone, he smiled and said: "The soul refining cauldron is opened, I will use you to refine the soul first, Let you taste the taste of this soul refining cauldron, it is a very wonderful feeling."

The soul struggled, but was pushed to the center of the giant cauldron by the hand with the jade finger, the infinite fire of darkness was blazing, how could that tiny ray of soul endure such cruel torture, and within a moment, it was already Refining the soul pill, it flew back to his hand.

When this scene was completely over, everyone came back to their senses, and the team of Dragon Soul Valley didn't dare to take a breath. Everyone's face was filled with a sinister look. Even the majesty of the valley owner dared to provoke, when the valley owner came back, they must avenge the great guardian!

The leaders of several teams not far away all looked at each other at the same time, each with hidden horror in their hearts. The rise of Diwangling has been less than a thousand years old, and the leader of the mountain, Murong Lingtian, is even a peak immortal master, but he is too arrogant. , in front of many powerful people, to attack the people of Dragon Soul Valley, isn't it obviously a bad luck for the Qinglong King? Why did God take action in person because of the words of a little guardian? This seems to lose the demeanor of a strong man, it is too stingy.

Under the dense shade of trees, which is also the most difficult place to find, a slender black-robed woman slowly raised her head, her eyes were as dazzling as bright stars, and she quietly scanned the surrounding forces. Confused by her appearance, a few strands of sea-blue hair fluttered on her chest, her thin lips pursed, "It seems that they are not all here yet. Among these forces, I haven't seen Qinglong."

"Qing Ling, look over there, isn't that the group of black-clothed masters we met in Chunxiang Teahouse!" Yi Xin pointed to the team at Diwangling. The man who spoke just now was the one who attacked them in the teahouse. Those people turned out to be the soul-receiving emissaries of Diwangling.

At this moment, Yi Xin was wearing a black robe, and the huge brim of the hat covered his bald head. Before coming, they snatched the robes of three underworld souls, which were covered with pure darkness, which could cover up their aura. Not easy to be found.

The other black robe was worn by a slender man, who turned his head slightly, his sky blue pupils shone with a gentle luster, and quietly stared at the woman beside him, "Qing Ling, for obtaining the relic, Are you really going to do that? It's too dangerous."

"We must do this, otherwise there are many masters here, and it will be difficult for us to break out of the tight encirclement. Only by taking it away in an open manner can we be safe." Qing Ling pulled down the brim of her hat, completely hiding her deep eyes, with a smile on her lips. Kai, "Lan Bing, you look quite handsome, how did you find it in such a short time?"

"Have you forgotten that this is the underworld? There are many souls here, and there are naturally many shops that make *. I just attached it to a faceless *, and the face at this moment is my real face. What, handsome or not? "Lan Bing raised her eyebrows, her handsome chin was as delicate and smooth as a newborn baby, she approached Qing Ling's body, and hugged her in her arms, feeling the slim body in her arms, a satisfied smile appeared on her lips, "Qing Ling, I will protect you, you can trust me completely."

"Lan Bing, you're really good at taking advantage." Qing Ling rolled her eyes speechlessly, but at this moment, all forces are close at hand, and she can't struggle too much to attract attention, so she can only lean helplessly in Lan Bing's arms After this fight is over, she will punish him for taking advantage of her master again and again, and only this dragon dares to do it.

Yi Xin glanced at the arm around Qing Ling's waist, and sighed in her heart, even Lan Bing can hug you, but I can only think about whether love is too cruel for Buddhists, Amitabha.

Murong Lingtian frowned slightly, his eyes quietly looked around, just now why did he feel that there was a ray of thought spying on him, this strange but familiar aura made him feel nostalgic and vigilant, but it seemed that he looked and looked, all of them were different. There is nothing unusual about the troops from the other forces. They are thinking about it, and the beautiful bell sounds fill their ears.

Everyone heard the reputation and looked, and a group of gorgeous black clouds floated in the sky not far away, and a large number of white-clothed teams flew over one after another. At this moment, the curtains of the incense car had been hung on both sides, and the woman in the Chinese robe sitting in the middle was holding a stunning picture. Yan, everyone was very surprised, Mr. Meng Meng seemed to be unhappy, the forces of all parties were very afraid of the Demon Refining Pavilion, and these leaders immediately stood up to greet him.

The fragrant car landed on the ground, Meng Ziyan got out of the car, her expression still not very good, she glanced at the forces in Dragon Soul Valley, frowned and asked, "Isn't the owner of Qinglong Valley here yet?"

"Master Meng, our Valley Master went to the Holy Light Mountain Range and said that he wanted to use the relic to refine his soul. I think he should be on his way back." The second guardian of Dragon Soul Valley immediately stood up and replied, bowing in a humble figure. That said, if you offend anyone, you can't offend this person from the Demon Refining Pavilion, otherwise you won't know how you died.

"Has Tianhua Palace sent someone to notify you?" Meng Ziyan is most concerned about Xuefeng's side. The last time I had a hasty farewell, it has been a long time since we saw each other. Almost forced her out of internal injuries, she will never let that woman go!

"It has been notified. It is estimated that Palace Master Xue is already on the way." The woman in white at the side responded respectfully. As early as three days ago, she sent someone to notify Tianhua Palace that this soul refining conference is very important. Impossible to slack off.

Under the shade of the tree, Qing Ling's eyes darkened, and she resisted the urge to rush forward to question her. Her fists were already clenched tightly, bloodstains were faintly visible, it was this woman, and her Yue Luo was hunted down by this woman, but why didn't she see Yue Luo? fall?The incense car was clear at a glance, and there was no smell of Yue Luo at all. Could it be that Yue Luo was imprisoned by her in the Demon Refining Pavilion?

"Qing Ling, suppress your anger, don't reveal your aura." Lan Bing and Yi Xin persuaded at the same time, each feeling nervous. Showing anger like this is the easiest way to reveal true energy. If those strong people find out, it may be very difficult. Get out of the way.

While thinking, a gorgeous high sedan chair flew in the distance. The wide sedan chair flew steadily in the air, and twelve men in black robes carried the sedan chair and slowly landed nearby.

The author has something to say: the two are about to reunite.