Liu Qinghuan will leave the other party's Yuan Baby, naturally for the sake of robbery.

The two of them are also not long-sighted, it is not good to rob anyone, but they just targeted him, but they ended up with a death and a flight, and they had to be robbed.

After throwing out a few array flags and temporarily closing the narrow dark alley, Liu Qinghuan looked at Yuan Ying, who was frozen by the immobilization technique.

I saw that his limbs were stiff, his face still maintained the hideousness of the previous moment, and his whole body was as black and shiny as if he had just rolled out of the soot, and he was surrounded by a rich demonic aura, so he should be called his demon baby.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes suddenly froze, stretched out his fingers, squeezed open the opponent's tightly clenched fist, and twisted out a tiny long nail from it.

"Dementor Spikes?"

The Soul Nail is a very heavy magic weapon, which is very difficult to refine and extremely bloody, and can only be used once, but its effect is very practical, as long as it hits someone, it can nail the soul of an opponent whose divine consciousness is lower than itself for half an hour, and within this half an hour, he will involuntarily obey the instructions of the owner of the Soul Nail.

"No wonder you dare to come out and rob. ”

Liu Qinghuan sneered, with his extremely powerful divine sense, the soul nails of these two people were useless to him at all.

Moreover, their cultivation was similar to his, and a fixation technique was frozen in place and could not move, and they didn't have time to send out the soul nail.

Liu Qinghuan pinched the demon baby with one hand, and played with the tiny spike with the other, and the cyan baby fire suddenly rose in his palm, forcibly erasing the other party's divine sense imprint, and it didn't take long to refine it for himself.

Then his gaze fell on the demon baby, and he said maliciously, "Why don't you taste the Dementor Nail yourself?"

The demon baby couldn't move, but there was a strong look of fear in his eyes.

Liu Qinghuan smiled and put away the soul nail: "Forget it, don't waste it on you." ”

He stretched out his finger and lifted the Demon Baby's immobilization.

As soon as he could move, the demon baby's black body immediately gushed out smoke-like demonic energy, and as soon as his body was empty, he wanted to use the technique of escape.

Liu Qinghuan mercilessly threw the whip of divine consciousness over, the other party screamed, the divine soul was hit hard, his eyes rolled, and he almost fainted.

Although the Yuan Infant who has lost his physical body has the ability to fly to the heavens and the earth, he is also very fragile and can't even explode himself. If there is a restraint technique, it can only be slaughtered by others.

Liu Qinghuan threatened: "If you don't want to be whipped again, just open the storage space obediently, maybe I'll be in a good mood and let you live." ”

The demon baby gritted his teeth, his eyes rolled wildly under his closed eyelids, but his face looked like he would rather die than give in.

"Hehe, it seems that you can't shed tears when you don't see the coffin. ”

This time, Liu Qinghuan directly condensed several divine sense thorns, piercing the demon baby to let alone running away, leaving only the screams of pain and crying for his father.

For this kind of person who wants to rob himself, Liu Qinghuan didn't leave his hand at all, and after a while, the demon baby couldn't even wail, and under the heavy damage to his soul, the small body that was more than three inches tall gradually became unstable, and there were signs of collapse.

The other party shouted weakly: "I'll open, I'll open!"

Liu Qinghuan stopped.

The demon baby gasped and said, "However, you have to swear to spare my life, otherwise I would rather be tortured and my soul will be scattered!"

"It seems that you haven't seen the facts yet. Liu Qinghuan looked indifferent: "Soul is scattered, that's too cheap for you!"

With a wave of his right hand, a pale blue flame floated out, and the faint flame body shook gently, and a chilling breath rippled.

There were two sudden clicks in the distance, extremely slight, and if you didn't pay attention, you would think it was the wind.

The demon baby was stunned for a moment, looking a little puzzled, and then gasped: "Pure Lotus Tribulation Spiritual Fire!"

Liu Qinghuan raised his eyes to look at the other end of the alley, where there was a small bird's nest under the eaves, which happened to be shrouded in the circle he had laid out.

Retracting his gaze, he smiled and said, "It seems that you are very knowledgeable, and you must also know that the Pure Lotus Tribulation Spiritual Fire will not be extinguished if it does not burn the soul and soul yin." Of course, as long as you endure the fire and do not die, you may be able to become holy in the flesh. ”

The demon baby's whole body trembled, and his little dark face turned white.

What are you kidding! Sanctification of the flesh is not a cabbage in the ground, not to mention that he is a demon cultivator!

He didn't dare to bargain anymore, and with a dejected expression, he stretched out his finger the size of a grain of rice and swiped it, opening the storage space.

Liu Qinghuan's divine sense immediately drilled into the small spatial crack, and when he saw that it was full, and after a corner of various spiritual stones were piled up, he couldn't hide his eyebrows.

It was in vain that he coerced him for a long time, and even took out the Pure Lotus Tribulation Spiritual Fire.

Trying to rob the monk who had storage space was a nuisance, and he wouldn't have bothered to do it if he hadn't bumped into it today.

And a god-transforming cultivator has accumulated a net worth of hundreds or thousands of years, sometimes exceeding the entire treasury of a sect, not to mention that this person is definitely not the first time to commit robbery, and the accumulation is even richer.

Glancing at the completely decadent demon baby, Liu Qinghuan thought slightly: "Definitely!"

Fixed it again, put a few more seals, and put it in a wooden box After putting it away, Liu Qinghuan opened his storage space and moved things to the side.

Most of the spiritual materials, elixirs, etc. were stored in the Songxi Cave Heavenly Map, but even so, his storage space was still filled with nearly half of all kinds of items.

At this time, there was no time to subdivide, so he quickly moved all the things in the other party's storage space into his own space, and in the end, he couldn't accept it, and it took several rings to finish it.

Liu Qinghuan exhaled a sigh of satisfaction, put away everything, and burned the corpses on the ground, and glanced at the Pure Lotus Tribulation Spiritual Fire that was still burning silently in mid-air.

His expression suddenly turned cold, he looked at the end of the alley, and shouted, "Come out!"

The whole alley was dead silent.

"Don't make me say it a second time!"

The Pure Lotus Tribulation Spirit Fire floated.

At this time, a soft sigh came from the end of the alley, and a wisp of green flew out of the swallow's nest under the eaves, and turned into a woman with towering temples on the ground, which was clearly one of the few people who accidentally broke into this dark alley before.

From a distance, the woman looked at him with a complicated expression: "I knew that I was too surprised to see the Pure Lotus Tribulation Spirit Fire before, and I accidentally made a little noise, and I was immediately noticed by you." ”

Liu Qinghuan said lightly: "Daoyou's concealment technique is already very powerful, if it weren't for that little movement, I really wouldn't have found out when you were potential there." Say, what is your purpose after watching it for a long time?"

The woman fell silent, stroked her sideburns, and suddenly said, "Don't you feel it?"

Liu Qinghuan frowned: "What do you feel?"

The woman was a little surprised, a little puzzled, pondered for a moment, and walked over slowly, her eyes falling on his right hand.

"You have the mark of my Qingluan clan on the back of your hand. ”

Liu Qinghuan's heart sank, and he raised the back of his right hand without the slightest flaw: "The mark of the Qingluan clan?!"

The woman nodded and said, "Or it can be said that it is a contract, a promise made to you by someone from my Qingluan clan." ”

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