(867 Life should give birth to evil ways, and the heart is as cold as ice)

On the other hand, Ao Su is much more miserable than Ao Xi. Not for other reasons, but because he intercepted Lan Ruoshuang.

He had been forced to transform into a prototype, a dragon that was more than three times larger than Ao Shen. But at this time, his appearance was extremely miserable.

The dragon's body was as withered as if it were covered with skin and bones, and a pair of eyeballs the size of lanterns bulged out, and their eyes could burst out at any moment.

He was covered with countless black roots like blood. These roots are rooted in his body, constantly drawing aura and vitality from his body. A tall tree grew from him like this.

These tree roots themselves were extremely cold, as if they were his nemesis, suppressing the original surging qi and blood power and the endless vitality of the wood in his body, so that he could not exert the slightest strength.

It shouldn't have been.

With the strength of his Jindan Double Flower Perfection, even if Lan Ruoshuang had that 10,000-year-old Xuanyin Tree in his hand, he could win steadily.

Although the 10,000-year-old Xuanyin Tree is extremely strong in itself, it is not a spiritual magic weapon, but an existence like a desolate beast, and its own spiritual sense is extremely irritable and almost uncontrollable.

Lan Ruoshuang uses the beast taming method of the dust clan to control it, and its core is to suppress part of its spirituality, which is equivalent to making it "stupid". At the same time as "becoming stupid", its combat power also decreased.

She can only rely on the improvement of her own realm and the enhancement of her control power to gradually "unseal" this Xuanyin tree. So even if she can control this tree now, her strength can't be higher than that of Ao Su of Jindan Shuanghua.

But she has a treasure plate, enough to calculate everything. It doesn't matter if the strength is a little worse.

By the time Ao Su found out, it was too late. Once the qi and blood in his body were suppressed by the Xuanyin Tree, no matter how much strength he had, he would not be able to exert it.

This old dragon, who had once dominated the East China Sea, could only stare out his eyes in vain, watching the other party suck himself dry to death little by little, and in the end only a dragon skin and a pair of dragon bones remained.

The dragon skin and dragon bone are both extremely useful things, and the Xuanyin Tree can't absorb them, so Lan Ruoshuang naturally put them away.

The Xuanyin tree suspended in the deep sea made a very low clicking sound like a human, as if it had a full burp.

He hadn't eaten such delicious food in a long time. This made him feel that it was really a cost-effective and wise choice to follow this master.

This is the trick of the Dust Tribe's method of taming beasts. You starve a beast for ten days, and then suddenly feed it. At this time, it will have a little bit of trust in you.

Over time, it will firmly believe that it can only be fed if it follows you, until this idea is written into the depths of its spiritual consciousness.

But he looked at the surroundings, and the thick Xuanyin Qi around him gave him a familiar feeling.

Of course. He was originally the one who grew from a part of Xuan Ming's body when he fell from the Heavenly Realm to the bottom of the North Underworld. It has been growing on the ocean floor for tens of thousands of years.

It's just that this part of his spiritual consciousness has been contained, so he has forgotten about it for the time being. Now that I have returned to my hometown, it is natural that some memories will be touched.

Lan Ruoshuang saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly pinched the trick with both hands, passing a wisp of divine thought.

This wisp of divine thought entered the spiritual consciousness of the Xuanyin Tree, and it immediately received the order, and its whole body was voided, turning into a wisp of green smoke, burrowing into her eyebrows, and disappearing.

After the Xuanyin Tree disappeared, a little ghost appeared in front of her.

The little imp was no more than a foot long, but its head was the size of half a pumpkin, and there were only a few sparse hairs on its crumpled scalp. A pair of eyes were as if they had just been stabbed blind, and they were all covered with pus.

Although his face was full of pain, he still smiled evilly and said: "Hehe, congratulations master, the last obstacle has been removed, and now you can directly obtain the inheritance of Xuan Ming." ”

The little ghost is the Gu Zhongyou who became the treasure of the Qiankun treasure plate. Although he has lost most of his sense of autonomy, his insidious and scheming nature remains unchanged. Ao Su was planted under his scheme.

Seeing that the uglier he was, the more he suffered every day, and he obediently served himself, the happier Lan Ruoshuang felt.

There is no such thing as pity, sympathy, or compassion in her heart. Because no one had ever pitied her in her consciousness, she didn't know what mercy was.

She only knew that the more painful these people who had tormented her, the happier her mood became, as if she was one step closer to the "Tao" she was pursuing.

"Hmph, won't there be another situation where I can't get in alone, and I have to hook that kid to get in together, right?"

"No," the little ghost looked flattering, and almost went up to lick Lan Ruoshuang's toes, "All restrictions have been lifted by you, and there will be no more places that cannot be entered." ”

Glancing sideways at the fluctuations of the spiritual collision that were still coming from the deep sea in the distance, she knew that Gou Zhu was still fighting another old dragon in a life-and-death fight. She certainly had two options at this point.

One is that according to their previous agreement, one person will fight head-on, and the other will sneak attack from behind. She is now going to sneak attack the old dragon of Jindan Sanhua.

The other is that she went down first to obtain the Xuan Ming Inheritance. This would ensure that she would be one step closer to the inheritance of the Xuan Ming before Gou Zhu.

Of course, no one knows what the Xuanming inheritance looks like, and whether there is a difference between coming first and coming first. But in her mind, it was always a loss to come first.

To obtain the Mysterious Heritage, you need to be actively sucked into the Northern Underworld Cave. As for how to get out after obtaining the inheritance, she didn't know, and she didn't bother to think about it.

Anyway, as a result of Qiankun's treasure calculation, as long as there is a hook, she can get out alive. And she is not worried about the outcome of the battle between Gou Zhu and the other party.

If you want to obtain the inheritance of the Nine Deaths of the Xuanming, you must go through the Nine Deaths of Life. But the rules did not stipulate that she had to bear the danger of nine deaths.

Therefore, the Qiankun treasure plate naturally chose the most stable and proper way, that is, the danger of the nine deaths was borne by Gou Zhu, and the inheritance of Xuan Ming was obtained by her.

She has easily killed Ao Su, and it can be said that she has nothing to do with "Nine Deaths". If she helps Gou Zhu again, it will be equivalent to helping him bear the cause and effect, and in the end, they will have to bear the danger together.

So according to her normal thoughts, she would leave without frowning and go to the cave first. But this time, she actually hesitated.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with just leaving. But she suddenly thought, if she left like this, what would Gou Zhu think?

Do you think that her sister will not save her when she sees death? When it is so dangerous, she only cares about herself to seize the inheritance, is it too selfish?

"Selfish?" the word popped into her head, and it suddenly reminded her of a lot of past events. When she was in the Jade Palace, her brothers and sisters from the same military academy also said this word to her.

This made her smile coldly, when did she start to care about what others thought of her?

She turned her head, and her long hair flowed like the softest silk across her cold face. And she controlled the surrounding Xuanxia waters, no longer fighting against the current, but taking advantage of the turbulence to accelerate and swim down.