Ten God Emperor

The ghost beast at the bottom of Qingling Pavilion was once the most proud work of Ghost. In order to cultivate this perfect ghost, they spent a lot of effort, even at the expense of living as a food for the ghosts.

The sneaky leaders will not make cannibalistic behavior, but they can let the monsters feed on the living creatures, and then feed on the monsters, which can ensure the high concentration of the soul and concentrate the ghosts. The body becomes a large funnel, filtering out the most pure mental power for the sneaky people to absorb.

"Sneaky, it's the same bunch of dirty things." To mention the sneaky, there is some resentment in the heart of the cloud, and they are tempted to persuade and kill the spiritual workers on the mainland. Their ultimate purpose is definitely and the ghosts and beasts. Can not be separated, maybe those inexplicably disappeared spiritual career, have become the belly of the ghosts of the beast.

The face of the dusty face is covered with ice and cold, cold and cold: "When I was with my brother and the elders in the college, we found that there were sneaky people in the hinterland of the mountain to the east of Qingling Mountain. So I went down the mountain. Going to explore... It took a whole half of the time to finally find a rudder in the funeral mountain range, and decisively smashed it, and the ghost beast at the bottom of Qingling Pavilion is where we are. Found in the rudder."

Yunchao was puzzled: "At that time, the ghost beast should not be mature yet. Since it has been found, why not immediately kill it?"

The dust shook his head helplessly, and some of them said with awkwardness: "Because the ghost beast is too much like a baby, the brothers have always been compassionate. He can't bear it. We have seen it, and we can't bear it."

"Looks like a baby?"

The cloud breaks a little, and my heart is a little curious. What the legendary ghosts and beasts have grown into, they have swallowed so many living souls, and people can't bear to start.

The dust looked at the clouds that gradually filled the front of the eyes. The nightingale was like a huge black abyss. At the moment, his body was slightly shocked. Two gray wings flew out of the body. As the wings flapped gently, the gale continued to Blowing around and swaying ripples.

Yun Xi looked at the two wings that suddenly came out, and there were quite a few bright colors in his eyes. Usually, only when he reached the realm of Wu Wang, he was able to condense his own strength into two wings. Similarly, the imperial spirit went to the realm of the spiritual king. It is possible to transform the two wings of the spirit, the two gray wings behind the dust, and the illusory fluctuations in the illusion, apparently formed by the spiritual power.

"Let's go, I will take you to Qinglinge to see."

With a gentle wave of the palm of his hand, an invisible mental force immediately wraps around his body. He gently raises his arm, stretches his finger, and gently outlines it in the air. The waves of mysterious convulsions condense at the fingertips, then In the gathering air, two dark green inkjets ejected and shot behind Yunchao.

"This is... the royal seal?"

The Royal Wind Seal is a six-pronged seal. Only the spirits of the Lingwang realm can be condensed. The typhoon print has a time limit of half an hour. It is attached to the human body and can quickly condense vitality on the body surface. The wings are generated to produce a short-lived ability to fly.

Yunxiu turned to look at the dark green light that gradually grew up behind him. The vitality within the body continued to converge toward the source of the release of light. Due to the intense volatility of the body, the endless tingling sensation came to him. The face was twisted and twisted, and the body was slightly picked up. With a sigh of relief, two deep yellow flame wings broke out and continually fanned, blowing a gale.

Yunxi looked at the flames behind her with some disappointment, and felt the flames of the beating, as if they were connected with their own blood. His eyes were light and closed, and the mind controlled the wings to vibrate. The huge buoyancy flattened his body. As the support rose, Yun’s feet gradually left the ground and floated toward the front.

"Is this the feeling of flying in the wind?"

Feeling the wind blowing in the valley in front of the bamboo building, Yunchai took a deep breath and then spit it out. His backs fluttered and his body continued to float upwards. The thick wind continued to blow him. The clothes, the faint chill of the face, made people feel refreshed.

As the wings continually fanned, Yun’s body leaned forward and flew toward the valley ahead.

On the flat floor downstairs, Lin Miaozhen and the boring talk of gossip, suddenly saw a gust of wind in the air, the continuous whistling sound, and immediately looked up, I saw two deep yellow flame wings in the air It looks unusual and eye-catching.

"That is... vitality wings?"

"No, it doesn't look like it, it's more like a bile of spiritual power."

Lin Miaoqi’s pretty face floated with a trace of horror, and lost his voice: “The man is Qiushan, it’s hard to be him...”

Moreover, he shook his head and said: "Although Qiushan's spiritual strength is very high, it definitely does not reach the realm of the spiritual king. Looking at the illusion of the wings behind him, it should be a spiritual seal. If I did not guess wrong, it should It is a royal print of the sixth grade."

Lin Miaozhen seems to have nodded and nodded. "It’s really cheap. I have never used the Master Dust of the Dust Master. I have been taking care of it for so long after he came to Qingling Mountain."

Moreover, a faint smile: "It seems that the Master of the Dust really value the Akiyama brother, can be accepted as a disciple by a spiritual king, this is how many people dream of."

Lin Miaoqi bites a bit of ruddy little mouth, and the narrow and long-lasting beauty is a faint and lost look. The sigh sighs: "Who said no, but people still don't appreciate it."

Watching the flames of the wings cut through the void, gradually disappearing in the darkness, and looking at the direction of the flames, can not help but frown: "Where is he going?"

Lin Miaozhen looked at that direction, and the pretty face floated with a worries: "The direction should be Qingling Pavilion."

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Qingling Pavilion, located in the deepest part of Qingling College, is a valley of depression. It is also known as the Qingling Forbidden Land. The edge of the area is covered with a huge spiritual array.

Eighty years ago, Chu Xifeng, the former dean of Qingling College, set up a six-bundle elementary array in order to prevent disciples from entering the forbidden area and destroying the magical array. However, anyone who is in the realm of Wuwang or the psychic division enters the **** matrix. Can not use the vitality.

Under the fading night, the wind swims, and the soft light emitted by the spirits is like the afterglow of the stars, giving a light and quiet beauty. No one can imagine that under such beauty, it is buried. Sensen Bone, now the peace and tranquility of Qingling Mountain, is also at the expense of countless people's lives.

The stars flowed, and years old, and finally someone came to this lonely land again.