Screaming, struggling, splitting......

In just a few breaths, it's hard to say what Huangquan has experienced. For her, these few breaths of experience are almost longer than the thousands of years of her life.

Under her obsession with resolutely not accepting the control of the soul mark of the hook pig, she almost launched the most crazy move: to cut off the fused primordial spirit again, trying to "cut off" the soul breath mark left by the hook pig.

It's no different from using a knife to cut everything in half. The pain almost made her faint herself.

But her primordial spirit really had some kind of split again. An almost independent Huang Lu, like a bloody body re-cut from someone's body, was re-created. It's just that Huang Lu and Huang Quan, these two are still closely connected to some extent like conjoined babies. With the last few knives, Huang Quan was no longer able to cut them down.

This also has the will to hook the pig in it. In any case, her original spirit has the soul mark of hooking pigs, which is equivalent to a magic weapon controlled by the other party at will. Although the huge disparity in the power of the divine consciousness makes this control weak, it still exists.

Hook Pig was unceremonious in this, and lost no time in supporting Huang Lu to the top. He also generally understood what was happening in Huang Lu's body.

Huang Lu's eyes are constantly changing. Sometimes frightened, sometimes anxious, sometimes excited, sometimes calm. Sometimes she seems to have turned back into the innocent girl, and sometimes she has restored the Emperor Huangquan who once dominated the world.

Finally, she calmed down, and the blue light that flashed in her eyes disappeared. The fragrant sweat of her whole body was wiped out by the lake.

Hook Pig stared into her eyes.

"Are you Huang Lu or Huang Quan?"

He asked cautiously.

"Don't look at it, you stupid pig!" women, the most incomprehensible creatures in the world, have a kind of fascination confidence, that is, they feel that the men around them can see through themselves at a glance, otherwise they are indifferent or hopelessly stupid.

The next day, under the cliff on the back of the snow-white carp, the morning sun followed the cool breeze through the dense trees. A seductive nun in an aqua blue jacket and a pale yellow pleated skirt raised her head in a field of weeds deeper than a person. A pair of bright eyes quickly looked around, but the eyebrows were full of doubts.

"No one took the bait?" she said with her lips furled, as if to herself. Looking at her clothes, it turned out to be a female disciple of Shuiyue Nunnery who rolled down the cliff.

"If I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid these people are not here to compete for the seat of the so-called Royal Formation. On the belly of this carp, on the top of the mountain of human demons, there must be some important chance. That's why they ignore these flags. There's no point in waiting any longer. ”

A short, but sturdy middle-aged man flashed next to him. The man was dressed in a gray preacher robe, which was so common in the Third Continent. But the strange thing is that there is almost no life in this person's body, but a creepy cold air constantly exudes from his robe.

What's even weirder is his face. Although it was the appearance of a thin middle-aged man with a beard, the skin that should have been flesh-colored was now made up of ice cubes that were as transparent as crystals.

As for the hair, eyebrows, and beard, they were all white snowflakes, which were directly stuck to the ice.

This person's appearance, if he returns to his original color, is exactly the same as Yin Wanzhen on the second layer. He is also Yin Wanzhen, who obtained the Xuanbing fake body in the Soul Wound Sword after the physical body and the Burning Sun Fire Sword blew themselves up together.

Yin Wanzhen relied on this soul wound sword to prolong his life, so naturally he had to serve Lan Ruoshuang, the master of the soul wound sword, as his master.

And this bewitching woman is Lan Ruoshuang after dressing up. After listening to Yin Wanzhen's thoughts, she nodded slightly. Yin Wanzhen made a move, and suddenly six Xuanbing monks like him came out of the shadow of the tree.

These people simply bowed their hands to him, and then they turned into a void mist, flew into Lan Ruoshuang's soul wound sword and disappeared.

Lan Ruoshuang sealed her hands and muttered the formula. The aura of the four directions fluctuated. In this dense forest, there was a strange fluctuation of spiritual power. Six flags, five green and one black, appeared in the dense branches of a towering tree.

In this lush forest, under the mottled shadows of the trees, there was an enchantment array constructed with five Aoki flags and a Xuanshui flag as the center.

This array is not a defensive array. With the extremely sharp aura fluctuations when withdrawing from the formation, anyone can feel that this is a fierce killing array. It's like one of those huge traps for beasts. It was a large expanse of hollowed-out land, and the bottom was filled with sharpened wooden thorns. As long as the beast steps on it and falls, it will be seriously injured if it does not die.

As soon as Lan Ruoshuang appeared in this third continent, she landed in Nanzhou Shuiyue Nunnery, and mixed into Shuiyue Nunnery and became a core disciple. This hard work all the way is also to go straight to this person's demon mountain to pass on the master.

With the Soul Wound Sword in her hand, if she could obtain the third-level formation inheritance, she would have a better chance of fighting for her place in the upcoming ranking battle.

She has always tempted those disciples of the Dragon Temple with her beauty, thinking that the alliance is stable, so she is careless for a while. I didn't expect to encounter the sudden teaming up of the Dragon Snatcher and the Da people, and they were caught off guard on the Jedi of the carp belly, which could not go up and down, and almost all the troops were wiped out.

However, she had already concentrated all the flags of the whole team in her hands. Therefore, in the blink of an eye, the female disciples of the same sect died three times and teleported, which did not have much impact on herself. She immediately fell off the cliff together and activated the teleportation Jane.

She wasn't interested in teleporting out of the Demon Mountain. As soon as the teleportation jade was activated, she herself immediately moved away from the teleportation array. In this way, everyone in the large array could only feel that the teleportation was activated, but they didn't know that she hadn't left at all.

With the Soul Wound Sword, she didn't lack manpower at all. She immediately summoned Yin Wanzhen and the other Xuanbing monks from the Soul Wound Sword, and laid down the trap with the six array flags in her hand. According to her original idea, the outcome of this assessment was determined by the number of flags captured. Since the other party thought that the Shuiyue Nunnery was completely annihilated, it was impossible for them not to come and obtain these array flags.

As long as the other party comes, he will inevitably fall into the trap she has laid, and he will be severely injured if he does not die.

But to her surprise, a day and a night passed, and nothing happened here.

"It seems that I have to go to the White Dragon Throat by myself. ”

Lan Ruoshuang looked at the majestic pass at the end of the snow-white cliff.

"With the power of the Soul Wound Sword, there is no problem in breaking that prohibition. Yin Wanzhen reminded in the back, "But now that the Da clan and the Truth-seeking Heavenly Fireship have joined forces, the power cannot be underestimated." Although the transmission of this level is important, it is really worth the danger of the junior sister?"

"Is it worth saying otherwise, but when can it be withdrawn? Now that we have arrived here, we might as well wait and see. Isn't there still a team of Hu people? I'm very optimistic about them. ”

It was early in the morning, and the east was a blood-red morning glow. She seemed to see the morning breeze mixed with an invisible murderous aura sweeping in.

Not so long ago, under the hanging lake. Although they had the Xuanshui Banner to protect their bodies, it took almost a night of hard work for Gou Zhu and Huang Lu to avoid the intricate undercurrents at the bottom of the lake and return to the water. By this time it was already dawn.

"There seems to be someone by the lake. ”

"Of course, my brother, I knew they wouldn't leave me alone. ”

At a glance, the hook pig recognized that his back to the lake, one tall and one fat, was the figure of Song Ruhai and Mu. These two guys had already taken off their robes and returned to their normal attire as disciples of the Jade Palace. The two of them sat next to a small mound and lit a fire, and the disaster relief barbecued some prey, and the smell of meat overflowed.

The wood took a bite of the meat, tore off a large piece of it, lowered his head and put it in front of the mound, and said, "Senior Brother Gou, junior brother will naturally not forget you." Don't be angry! The water is so deep that we can't catch you several times. We'll just have to sit here and wait until you're willing to come up. If you don't float up again, we can only leave this well-dressed tomb and burn some paper money for you every year in the future. ”

On this mound stands a piece of wood, on which is respectfully engraved "The Tomb of Senior Brother Hook Pig".

"Hmph, who said that Lao Tzu can't float?" Hook Pig suddenly jumped out and screamed, scaring both the wood and Song Ruhai into distraction.

After Gouzhu and Huang Lu were hit by artillery fire, the gang fled to the lake along with the live cat. They also tried to go into the water to find the hook pigs, but the hanging lake was so big and deep that it was like looking for a needle in a haystack. After Song Ruhai and Mu tried for a few days, neither of them had a magic weapon to avoid water, so they gave up helplessly.

But they didn't leave, thinking that this man drowned in the lake, and as long as he was not burned to ashes by artillery fire, and after being blistered in water for a long time, the body would generally come to the surface. They had long since lost the idea of looking for the transmission of gong, and they just looked around the lake day by day to see if anything had surfaced.

Only the nineteenth insisted that the hook pig was not dead. After all, she is a puppet who belongs to the hook pig, and the connection with the owner on her body, although extremely dim, still exists.

She ignored Song Ruhai and Mu's dissuasion, and insisted on groundwater every day. The nineteenth is a body made of immortal tree marrow, which can be naturally lifted up in the water, and it will not drown if it is not in the water. She tied many stones to her hands and feet, and sank directly to the bottom of the lake to find them. It's just that the lake is too big and deep, and she can't observe the water flow like Lu Ming, and she can follow it step by step. She had to rely on her feelings, day after day, groping at the bottom of the lake, and in this way for almost a month, she had the courage to swear not to give up until the whole lake was turned upside down.

She just didn't expect that this time she returned to the shore of the lake, and she could still see her master intact and standing alive in front of her.

As soon as her nose was sore, she immediately pounced, regardless of her wet body, rushed into the arms of the hook pig, hugged her tightly, and cried without saying a word.