Fortunately, the villain dagger has a treasure spirit. Gou Zhu hurriedly asked Xuan'er in his divine will: "Can you pierce this skin?"

Ji'er shook her head and said with great nostalgia: "If it was that Sister Qingping, it would be easy to pierce this person. It's impossible to change you, the realm is too far apart. Even if you stab it, it will be bounced out by the power of the opponent's qi and blood. It's you who gets hurt. But ......"

"But what?"

"If he reins in the strength of his qi and blood and doesn't make any resistance and lets you be a target, then there is still some hope. ”

Gou Zhu was speechless for a while, and he wanted to stomp him to death. If the power of qi and blood is fully converged, then flesh and blood will be flesh and blood, not to mention a void pill consummation, even the immortal body will stab you to death, unless it is the legendary King Kong incorruptible body.

He came out of his divine sense, and when he saw Huang Xue, he looked puzzled, and asked, "Great Elder, why did you take it back again?"

When Gou Zhu's heart was flustered, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said with a smile: "This sword has a characteristic that can absorb people's vitality. If you refine directly, I'm afraid that before you succeed in refining, this body will be sucked in vitality, and you will be hit hard. You have to converge all the power of your qi and blood into the Void Pill, so that even if the vitality is absorbed by this sword, the loss will not be too great. Then you listen to my mantra and refine it with the power of your divine sense. ”

After saying that, Gou Zhu slightly urged the Xuanyin Lan on the sword, and a corpse qi permeated out, and Mu Chengji really felt that the vitality on his body had been affected.

At the same time, the qi and blood will also be constricted, similar to the state of hibernation, and the resistance to the absorption of vitality by the corpse qi will be enhanced. But at this time, the body's defense against physical attacks will also be greatly reduced.

Mu Chengji is not worried about this. He was using a puppet of time, not himself. Even if an accident occurs, the damage will eventually fall on him, and he has prepared some remedial means in advance.

And any profits from the puppet will also be transferred to him. If he refines the Wood King Sword with Shaking Blood, and finally the spell ends, it will still be him who gets the Wood King Sword. It's a sure-fire business.

He really received all the power of his qi and blood into the Void Pill. Gou Zhu handed the sword horizontally in his left hand to his hand. He took it with both hands, and while his heart was ecstatic, he felt a strong attraction to the vitality in his body, and he was about to go to the sword.

The strangeness didn't stop there, a white ghost fire suddenly ignited on the sword, and almost instantaneously spread, covering his whole body.

He was stunned in his heart, but saw Rong Qianzi leaning over and whispered, "You listen carefully to my mantra." Mu Chengji endured the burning pain of the flames and pricked up his ears to listen.

He saw Rong Qianzi swing his right hand, hugged him, and a dark blue sharp weapon in his hand stabbed into his left waist with a snort, and then squeezed it in the wound. The knife penetrated deep into his body, and the pain was incomparable, so that he couldn't help but let out a scream like killing a pig.

The whole world seemed to shake. In particular, the immortal breath that permeated the surroundings fluctuated in time and space around the entire Fengyue Tower, and countless bubbles bubbled out as if it were boiling, and instantly turned into a white mist, mixed with the immortal breath, and began to gather in the palm of the blood.

Kapok had already seen Tong Yao lying in the wooden trough under the eaves, and was about to make a move, but she herself suddenly collapsed and turned into smoke. In the next moment, she had forgotten all this, and in her city lord's mansion, while admiring her epiphany, she went to have a tryst with Deadwood Rong.

All the puppets present returned to their places and returned to their rightful places. Even a few Zhuji monks who had been stabbed to death by the big horns of the Snow Sheep Daoist were instantly restored to their original state, as if nothing had happened.

Gou Zhu watched as time seemed to slow down, and the white mist was constantly gathering in the palm of the bloody hand, and there was something in the palm of his hand, which was emitting a faint orange glow.

His instinct told him that the orange light was a rare treasure. But at this time, he seemed to be frozen by the aura around him, and he couldn't move. This made his hands itch, but he was helpless.

He suddenly remembered that he didn't know how many years ago, his master was not Lian Ling, but the old master who taught him to be a thief earlier, and one day he suddenly asked him with a smile: "Do you know what a thief is?"

He was at a loss. The master smiled and said, "Whoever wants to steal, you will be able to get it, and it is called a thief." ”

He didn't feel anything at the time. But now, under the double stimulation of the bondage of this immortal breath and the strong desire to reach out in his heart, he suddenly realized something, like a beam of light shining into his divine sense, making him awaken something.

The so-called "will be able to get it" is actually a magic skill that can be obtained regardless of all conditions! No matter if the thing he wants is thousands of miles away, in a different realm, or even before it was born, or it has disappeared thousands of years ago, he is the same, he will be able to get it by stretching out his hand!

This realization fell on his divine sense, and he suddenly felt that he could move. But he was not moved by the flesh. He stretched out a hand, which was detached from his body, ethereal, but real, and grabbed it towards the palm of his bloody hand.

Behind Fengyue Tower, in a silent and empty alley, a gray mist gradually condensed, condensing a tall and handsome figure. It's just that at this time, his expression was extremely painful.

His person is Mu Chenghei. Gou Zhu stabbed several people, plus Yang Yanxue killed several people, these injuries fell on him, of course he would not feel very good.

The string of shield beads around his neck that hung like Buddha beads crackled and shattered. Debris fell to the ground. If it weren't for the shields he had prepared in advance to protect himself, he would be dead by now. The advantage of using this immortal breath spell is that the damage can be resisted with defensive magic weapons and magic weapons.

But even if he didn't die, he suffered a lot of internal injuries, and soon vomited a mouthful of blood, and his body turned upside down.

Collapsed, one hand leaning against the wall to support his body, and the other hand clutching the remaining immortal breath. He failed miserably in this operation, but he didn't use the puppet of Kiripze, and he still had a third of the immortal breath in his hands, and he still had the opportunity to do something big again. It was his only remaining hope.

At this time, he felt a hand that he didn't know came from, and began to break his fingers one by one, snatching the immortal breath in his hand.

There was no one around, but the snatching power was real. This made him furious, but he couldn't resist it. Finally, the five fingers were forcibly broken, and the wisp of fairy breath inexplicably fell out of his hand and disappeared in front of him.

What the hell is this? Mu Chengji roared silently, and at the same time wanted to cry without tears.

......

The Eastern Demon Realm, on the territory of the Crane Clan.

Lin Zhuo's real body, who was sitting in the Crane King Palace, was not too far away from Qingbaiyi, and coupled with the relay transmission of the Tianchi Protection Array, he could still control his courageous clone to negotiate with the kings in Qingbaiyi.

But he felt very strange, why did he suddenly give such an order to send Lin Mei'er to the fire pit?

He suddenly realized that he had probably been affected by the divine consciousness of the ghost owl or the nightmare. There are quite a few such divine consciousness techniques. His spirit clone was weak in the flesh, and he was more vulnerable to divine attacks than his true body.

This type of divine attack will silently amplify one of the thoughts that already exist.

For example, he felt that Lin Mei'er was the biggest constraint for him to be the king, and he also felt that if the Crane Clan did not have Lin Mei'er's Jindan combat power, it would be better to be demoted to a moderate neutral race from now on. These are his true thoughts, and there is no doubt about them. It's just that it was seriously expanded by the other party's divine consciousness technique.

He was about to take back his fate, but suddenly he remembered that if the order that had been issued was to be withdrawn, how could he explain it to the kings of the clan and his subordinates? The so-called Son of Heaven has no joke, and since he is the king of cranes, he cannot take back his destiny casually.

He didn't know that since he had maintained a divine connection with the spirit clone, this spell could also be transmitted to him. Therefore, his own true body was unknowingly hit by this divine consciousness spell, and he could no longer change the orders he transmitted.

It was late at night. In a secret quiet room under the Scales King's Mansion, Lin Mei'er suddenly felt something in her heart and opened a pair of delicate and clear beautiful eyes.

Dressed in a snow-white skirt and a white silk gown, she sat quietly on a futon, surrounded by white, red, and black spiritual light flowing around her.

She came on a whim inexplicably, woke up from the concentration, and was about to get out of the customs. She had been in retreat here for a year and had not gone out, all on the basis of Bigu Dan.

The strange thing is that her dress has not been changed for a year, but it is still as clean as new, with a faint fragrance. This is because her cultivation has been stabilized in the realm of Zifu, although she is still a mortal body, Zifu has a wisp of immortal qi as soon as she achieves it, and from then on, she has relied on vomiting to eliminate filth, and her mana protects her body from being contaminated by foreign objects, and she can keep her whole body clean.

After she was rescued by Lin Han at the cost of one arm, she directly broke through the Purple Mansion and refined the Danding Crown.

Lin Han taught her a set of exercises, cultivating her own sky-swallowing blazing fire and the blood evil qi and extinguishing evil qi in the red-crowned crown at the same time, and the effect was amazing. The only drawback is that you have to go in retreat for a long time to consolidate your cultivation. Now that three years have passed, she is already the third qi of the Purple Mansion.

Lian Ling, Gou Zhu and others came here a few months ago. She's in retreat, and of course they won't come in and disturb her, just outside to check her breath. She also felt their breath and knew that they had been there. But in the last few months, they haven't been here again.

"I don't know how long it's been. Her expression suddenly turned cold, and she continued to say to herself, "Hmph, that kid hasn't come to see me for so long. Sure enough, if I have a wife, I don't know anyone!"