Lady Cultivator Chapter 557

Published at 29th of July 2022 02:31:58 PM

Fei Fei can coexist peacefully with all monsters and can clear people's minds, but it is exactly the same as the white tiger.

Moreover, Feifei Wuxing belongs to gold, and it is also in harmony with Baihu.

Mo Tiange sings out: "Such a coincidence, is this White Tiger's fate for you?"

Feifei proudly raised his head, but was photographed by Mo Tiange in the palm of his hand: "I'm so lazy, go alone"

Feifei made a "wow" and wanted to protest, but when Mo Tiange ignored it, he had already left, so he had to obediently lift his tail and follow them.

As Mo Tiange walked, he shook his head and said, "Jing Xing Zhi is afraid to be disappointed." If Fei Fei was right, this time the chance of Bai Hu really belongs to it.

Qin Yue smiled: "He, let 's say it 's bad luck. In fact, there are countless opportunities to come to this point. He is lucky, but he always passes by with great opportunities." For example, Yang Lingzhu, such as Suzaku Bow.

However, other things can't be helped by chance. If it doesn't belong to Jing Xingzhi, they can't help it.

The two men and one animal returned quickly, and Jing Xingzhi looked at them with the same expression. Suspicious for a while, he continued to concentrate on cultivation.

He wasn't injured. What he did at this time was to absorb the breath of the white tiger.

Every time Mo Tiange stopped practicing, he would see him sitting on the ground, the water stop sword floating in front of him, and a bit of fluorescence flashed from time to time on the sword body. It was the breath of the white tiger that was sucked into the sword body to transform the sword air.

Qin Yue once told her about Jingxing. Jing Xingzhi's sword was an unknown ancient sword obtained with him. At that time, Jing Xingzhi was still an apprentice of the ancient sword school with heavy lightsaber respect. He was proud of his life, his eyes were higher than the top, and he was unwilling to make a destiny flying sword at will like other sword repairs, and then slowly improved. After getting this nameless ancient sword, Jing Xing was overjoyed, refining it into a fate sword. The sword recipe obtained with this sword is called Hongchen Jianju, and there are three major killing tricks, named gains and losses, joys and sorrows, and dry glory. The power of these three swords is amazing.

Of course, the so-called earth-shattering is after Dacheng, and in the ancient times, Dacheng is not today's Yuanying. Even if Jingxingzhi has formed Yuanying, it can only be called Xiaocheng.

Seeing Jing Xingzhi so absorbed in the interest of the White Tiger, Mo Tiange prayed in his heart, hoping that seeing the White Tiger this time would also bring him some chance, instead of watching him and slipping away.

As for herself, she doesn't have a metallic method. Some are the best. No, you don't have to force it.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and the red magpie sitting in the pan was suddenly spitting blood.

Night Frost Demon and Tian Xuan rushed forward.

The four of Mo Tiange also stopped practicing and looked at them.

"City Lord ..."

"Speak slowly." Yeshuang Devil held her shoulder.

Hung Hom stabilised his breath, and slowly said, "I pretend to be just a ray of remnant, drifting into a ghost town ..."

This ghost town is huge, and according to Hung Hom, it is several times larger than the largest city in the cloud. In the ghost town, there are unknowable souls, spirit ghosts who only retain memory, and Yuanying Guixiu, who formed ghost babies.

Secular rumors say that in the world, there is an unknown ghost town called Lidu. After the death of the soul, the soul will be detained to Lidu, and after being judged by the ghost emperor, it will be reincarnation.

For them, this is just a legend. They have traveled all over the world and have never seen any ghost town. It is not bad to encounter a few souls without erasing their memories.

But this ghost city has gathered many kinds of ghosts, which are very similar to the legendary ghost town.

The highest ruler of a ghost town, named Ghost Respect, is how anyone cultivates it. No one can say exactly. Under Gizun, there are 68 Yuanying ghost emperors who rule the ghost city. There are even hundreds of millions of ghosts in ghost towns.

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The news that Hung Hom brought back was sensational. When she said nothing, all eight were silent.

Qin Yue was even more certain that his decision was right. How can they escape the birth of such a ghost town without notifying Xianmeng?

At the same time, the atmosphere in the White Tiger Offering Temple was restless.

Yeshuang Mojun and his team stopped talking about cooperation, and the four of Mo Tiange remained silent, and Master Songfeng never moved.

Half a month later, Hung Ho's injuries were healed, and Yeshuang Mojun and his party began to operate.

"Several friends." Before leaving, Yeshuang Demon came to them.

The four got up and saluted.

Yeshuang Devil looked indifferent, but his words were polite: "I waited for the three of them, determined to fight together, to make the siege, I wonder if you would like to be together?"

Qin Yue did not hesitate and said, "There are so many ghosts out there, I regret it, and I will not walk with a few Taoist friends."

Ye Frost nodded his head, she knew that they would not kill together, just mention it casually.

"Yaoshuang Daoyou," Jing Xingzhi said with a smile, "there are so many babies and ghosts out there. It's too risky for the three of you to go out like this? Less words"

When Ye Frost had a meal, a wave appeared on his frosty face, and he calmed down again immediately: "I waited for the three to be magic repairs. The longer I stay here, the more severe the repairs are. Lose, go and fight. "Say nothing, don't give them a chance to ask again," Farewell. "

Watching Yeshuang Devil take off with the sky red, the four of them sat down again.

Qin Yue flicked his finger and cast out a soundproof enchantment: "What do you want to say?"

"They got something from the ghost town." Jing Xingzhi knocked on the hilt of his sword. This is an affirmative sentence, not an interrogative sentence. If not, they would not go out of the temple so simply. Stay here, as long as the Night Frost Demon spends some magical energy to protect the two from being burned by the breath of the White Tiger, if they leave, it will be fatal.

Qin Yue looked at Nie Wushou, and then looked at Jing Xingzhi, and said, "Do you want to do something?"

The two of them, one contemplative and one eye rolling slowly, didn't seem to want to end it.

Hearing this, Jing Xingzhi smiled and patted Qin Yue's shoulder, and said, "Are you willing? Maybe what kind of baby can you really get out of them?"

Qin Yue glanced at the white tiger in the middle of his eyes: "Then you gave up?"

"..." Jing Xingzhi retracted his hand and sighed, "I don't want to give up, but I always have to make a choice." Does he count on his inheritance of the White Tiger, and then kills the Quartet and goes out chic? He wasn't a silly boy who just started out. He daydreamed all day and wanted to get the chance to stay alive first.

"No matter what they are," Qin said, "I said, I will move the soldiers, we are waiting here." Saying, staring at Jing Xingzhi. Mo Tiange needn't say that Nie Wu hurt his inconvenience. This is to warn Jing Xingzhi to stop messing around.

Jing Xingzhi also tried to justify: "Can your messenger pass? Even if you can pass a message, how can you explain the situation here?"

"I don't need to worry about you, I have my own way." Qin Yue said lightly, then stopped talking and meditated.

He lost a drop of blood, and it took some effort to get back to cultivation.

Seeing Mo Tiange staring at himself, Jing Xingzhi reluctantly spread his hands and continued to cultivate. If you do n't go, do n't go. Anyway, he is not a savage windbreaker. He has no vengeance on the people of Xianmeng. They are not afraid that they will kill themselves first.

The four returned to silence, and Mo Tiange said to Feifei, "Can you really take the white tiger away?"

Feifei swung her tail and raised her head, "Wait and see."

After Yeshuang Demon left, the outside was always quiet. If they use force to kill the encirclement, there will be no movement at all. It seems that their guess is correct, and Hung Hom got something from the ghost town.

However, Mo Tiange feels strange, why does Songfeng Master stand idly by as they do? Because they have a backhand, what about Songfeng? Even if he safely waited until the Xianmeng people broke the ghost town, how could he ensure that he could get away safely? To him, the people of Xianmeng are more dangerous than those ghosts.

Thinking like this, there seemed to be a commotion outside, and the other three opened their eyes when they turned their heads.

"What happened?" Mo Tiange whispered.

Qin Yue condensed, and then said, "Someone is here." Is it the people of Xianmeng?

All four were a little nervous. If they were from Xianmeng, they would be saved.

But not long after, the four were disappointed. Three people, the first Yuan Hou Xiu, are all Moxiu, apparently Yeshuang Mojun and his party are back.

Ye Frost and his party came back very embarrassed. There was almost blood on the red tube top skirt, and a white waist with a black mark was shocking. The sky is better, the prosthetic hand that has been closed in the sleeve is exposed, and there seems to be a black mark. Night Frost Devil's face turned white, and his magic energy consumed a lot.

As soon as he entered, Yeshuang Demon warned them and his master Songfeng with a warning, and instructed Tian Xuan: "Take out the magic breath pill." Then, with a wave of purple satin, the white tiger's breath was isolated, and the red cricket was placed therein .

By the time she had done this, Tianshi never moved. Ye Frost turned his head and looked at him: "What?"

Tian Xuan faintly said: "Shuang Er, even if we can save her, how can we take her out?"

Night Frost Demon stunned, slowly got up, and looked at him indefinitely: "You ... do you want me to give up the red badger?"

Tian Shao looked away, and said, "We have no time left."

Yeshuang Devil said nothing, she just looked at Tianxi silently. Until Hung Ho coughed and blew a bite of blood, pulling her attention back.

"The Lord of the City ..." Hung Ho looked up ~ www.novelhall.com ~ with a sad look but firm, "Let's go, my injury can't be cured."

"Don't say these things." Ye Frost's expression immediately resolutely, looking to the sky, "Magic Pill."

Sky rendering did not move.

Night Frost Demon said again, "Magic Breathing Pill."

Her voice was always calm, but resolute.

Tianxi finally sighed, took out a Dan bottle, and threw it away.

Yeshuang Demon took it, was about to take out the elixir, and suddenly a black head over his head, covered with a powerful force.

With a wave of her hand, a wave of ice magic rose from her sleeve and stood up against the power. She was about to turn her head, and she was numb all over her body in the shout of "The Lord of the City".

Hung Ho looked at her behind in horror, her lips trembling: "My son '> ..."

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