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In the dead of night, only the dying green foam was left in the room. The update is so fast.

Suddenly, he sat up from the bed, but his movements were a little stiff, as if his joints were rusty, and there seemed to be a glimmer of brilliance in his slightly blank gaze.

When Qingmo sat up, he didn't get out of bed and walk, his eyes closed again, his arms slowly raised, and his hands changed a spell, making the death on his body even thicker.

After the time of the tea passed, Qingmo's eyes opened again.

At first, everything in this room was as usual, but not long after, in front of him, as if an invisible force appeared, they were like sound 'waves', transmitted forward, but before they could pass out of the room, they disappeared as his lips stopped.

A strange expression appeared on Qingmo's face. If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that this expression conveys an accident, but also a kind of crazy surprise. Until this surprise, it was changed by the seven seemingly unrelated mysterious aura outside Ling Chen's department.

These seven breaths belong to the seven meditation cultivations with different cultivations. The first three have the mid-condensation cultivation, and the last four have the early condensation cultivation. And, judging by the position where they walked, they were led by a meditator with a scar on his face.

This meditation cultivation is Fang Yongsheng of the City Lord's Mansion in Vain City. At this time, his cultivation was no longer in the early stage of condensation, but in the middle stage of condensation, and I don't know if he was deliberately hiding it before.

The seven ghosts came to the front of the Lingchen tribe, gathered together, and after quietly discussing it, they made a task assignment, one of them condensed the early stage of meditation, quickly retreated to the periphery of the tribe, and the other three condensation early stage meditation were scattered, respectively, went to some public places in the Lingchen department, as for the three condensation mid-stage meditation, the goal seemed to be the same.

With some caution on their faces, they slowly approached the most luxurious wooden house in the Ling Chen Division, which was the building used by the tribal 'gate' to receive VIPs.

However, as soon as the three ghosts approached.

The 'door' of this wooden house opened gently.

"Haha, this young master is lucky, and there are three more ghost slaves!"

As the laughter fell, three people suddenly jumped out of the wooden house. The young man in the middle is Tuku, and on either side, one short and one tall, two old men, Mozuo and Jiuri. They looked at the eyes of the three ghosts, as if they had been waiting for a long time, and finally saw a mouse.

Seeing this, the faces of the three ghosts changed greatly, but before they could take countermeasures, a pleasant bell rang from the wrist of the gallery. As the sound spread, their eyes became empty, and their souls involuntarily floated forward.

Seeing the three ghosts, they have already flown to the front of the gallery.

Suddenly, outside Ling Chen's department, there was a harsh sound.

The volume of this voice should be very low, at least most of the ordinary people of the Ling Chen tribe did not hear it. However, for the meditation cultivators, this voice was able to resonate with the deafening, causing their souls to tremble, and the three ghosts of Fang Yongsheng became even clearer.

As a geomaster, Tuku noticed a hint of abnormality.

At this moment, it was as if he heard a strange birdsong.

It's just that this voice is fleeting, bringing him a slight prick in his soul. It came and went as fast as it came, and by the time he tried to discern it, it was already silent.

At this moment, he saw a hint of banter in Fang Yongsheng's eyes, as if everything that happened was in the other party's plan, and he couldn't see the slightest panic, he suddenly felt bad, and hurriedly took out a blood-colored bone fragment, interrupting and quickly retreating.

However, compared with Fang Yongsheng's calculations, Tuku's reaction was a beat slower. When the bone fragment had just glowed blue, a black 'colored' flying sword accurately hit the bell in his hand.

In terms of restraining ghosts, the bell can be called a treasure, but its own hardness is very average, under the touch of the flying sword, it turned into five or six fragments, and the moment of other collapses, a thick 'yin' qi, as if suppressing a lot of floods, quickly burst out from the bell fragments, making the Ling Chen tribe, as if blowing a storm of 'yin' qi.

The wooden house where Tuku was staying collapsed completely under the impact. （ ）

Whether it was Fang Yongsheng's three ghosts or the three of them, they were all thrown out dozens of feet away by the storm.

Affected by this series of changes, not only Qing Zhi and other 'yin' and yang masters in the Ling Chen Department were alarmed, but even ordinary clansmen also walked out of their wooden houses one after another, looking at the middle of the tribe with a look of fear, and some of the bold ones even planned to find out.

However, under Qingzhi's strict order, the clansmen of the Ling Chen tribe were immediately alienated from the tribe in batches, because they could feel that in addition to the three of them, there were also several strange auras, each of which had a cultivation equivalent to that of an earth master, which was not something they could compete with.

At the same time, Qingzhi also unexpectedly discovered that there were three strange and vague breaths, scattered all over the place, judging from their constantly changing positions, as if they were looking for something. Suddenly, her face changed greatly, as if she remembered something, and hurriedly summoned the patriarch of the Ling Chen tribe, as well as Qingtai, who was "pardoned" by her, and quickly rushed to a certain place in the tribe.

In the central area of the 'yin' qi storm, with the release of the compressive force, scattered wooden house components were revealed, and above it, two figures formed by the condensation of 'yin' qi appeared.

One was the appearance of a middle-aged scribe, with closed eyes.

One is a man with a grim face, with a cold aura and eyes closed.

These two meditations are 'Yin' Yuan Ting and Yang Hui.

When the surrounding 'yin' qi gradually stabilized, 'yin' Yuan Ting was the first to open his eyes, and when he saw the surrounding environment, his eyes were a little 'confused', but when he saw the gallery in front of him, as well as the slightly embarrassed Mozuo and Jiuli, the expression on his face was immediately replaced by hatred. Especially in the face of the gallery, the 'exposed' is a hideous expression that can't wait to eat.

"Gallery, if you want to be a slave of 'Yin', don't think about it!"

"Since you yourself are willing to be wiped out of your mind, this young master will fulfill you. ”

After recovering from his anger, he immediately bit the tip of his tongue and squirted out a drop of blood, and his face became much paler.

As for Fang Yongsheng and the others who shattered the soul-attracting bell, he didn't care about it at the moment.

"Soul Lead!" Tuku snorted, his fingers quickly hitting the drops of blood suspended in front of him. It then dissolves into a mist of blood and blends into its surroundings.

On the surface of 'Yin' Yuan Ting's soul body, countless dark red blood threads immediately surfaced, like a thin net, covering it firmly. His face was distorted and struggling.

"Haha, without the soul bell, you can't trap 'Yin'. ”

In this regard, 'Yin' Yuan Ting didn't care about it, but laughed loudly, and his fingers changed four or five spells one after another. I saw an illusory shadow, as if a doppelganger, stepping out of his soul body, and soon after leaving the soul body, it gradually turned into nothingness, as the phantom continued to appear and dissipate, the dark red blood on the surface of his soul body was also constantly fading, and it only lasted for a few breaths, and they disappeared completely.

However, the price of casting this spell should not be low, and the aura emitted by the 'Yin' Yuan Ting soul body has become extremely unstable, leaving only the cultivation of the early stage of condensation.

Tuku's face changed slightly, and he pointed at the 'yin' Yuanting, and said coldly: "Ghost slave, kill him!"

Yang Hui, who was 'colored' and wooden, received the order, and a thick murderous aura immediately appeared on his face, and a brown 'colored' wooden sword was quickly sacrificed, almost without any pause, and stabbed directly at the 'Yin' Yuan Ting next to him.

Even in the heyday of 'Yin' Yuanting, he didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to defeat Yang Hui, not to mention that in his current state, he hurriedly used his escape technique with all his strength and fled to Fang Yongsheng's location.

When the soul bell was broken, he saw Fang Yongsheng and the other two strange cultivators, but the matter was urgent, and it was too late to 'confront' with the other party, because Tuku had left a seal in his soul body, which could slowly wear down his will, and only when the seal was 'excited' was activated, he was sure enough to break it, so he had to try to 'provoke' the other party first.

The gallery didn't know anything about it, and sure enough, it 'excited' the seal.

After the brown 'colored' flying sword hit the air, it quickly returned to Yang Hui's hand, and Yang Hui was still murderous, as if the escape of 'Yin' Yuan Ting failed to cause the slightest emotional 'wave', he struck another ray of spiritual power, and the flying sword let out a trembling sound, like light, and quickly attacked 'Yin' Yuan Ting.

However, before it could get closer, it was stopped by a bone shield.

Fang Yongsheng, who had been waiting to see what was happening, chose to take action and defuse Yang Hui's attack.

Seeing this, Tuku hurriedly ordered Yang Hui to retreat not far in front of him.

"Thank you Fang Daoyou! Thank you two Daoists for your help! When you return to the Liuhan Realm, 'Yin' will have a good reward!" Smoothly came to the front of the three ghosts, and 'Yin' Yuan Ting gave a sincere salute.

Fang Yongsheng's changes in cultivation, 'Yin' Yuan Ting has already noticed it, but he has been trapped in the soul attraction bell for more than ten days, and he has no idea what is happening in the outside world, and it is not ruled out that the other party has encountered creation, so that his own cultivation has been upgraded to a higher level. What's more, even if the other party concealed his cultivation, it was indeed Fang Yongsheng who rescued him from the soul bell.

"Captain 'Yin' doesn't need to be polite, if it weren't for your guidance, it would be difficult for Fang to find the leader of the Yan Mansion, let alone complete the task that Director Yu 'handed over'. As for the good report, Fang's share is exempt, but Hu Daoyou and others have contributed a lot, and you can't break your word. Fang Yongsheng chuckled.

'Yin' Yuan Ting frowned when he heard this. With the change of cultivation, Fang Yongsheng's words and deeds seem to have changed somewhat. However, the other party belonged to the City Lord's Mansion, and he showed his cultivation in the middle stage of condensation, and it was obviously impossible to make the other party treat him like he did when he first came.

"That's natural! I don't know what the two Taoist friends call them?"

'Yin' Yuan Ting smiled slightly and looked at the other two mid-condensation meditation cultivators.

However, these two meditation cultivators did not sell it, and one of them, a middle-aged man with a somewhat sloppy image, didn't seem to hear the words of 'Yin' Yuan Ting, and asked Fang Yongsheng with a calm face: "Fang Daoyou, it seems that several of us have been deceived, this is the real purpose of your coming to the Ling Chen Department, right?"

The other cultivator looked at Fang Yongsheng with the same question in his eyes.

Fang Yongsheng's face remained unchanged, and he said unconcernedly: "Hu Daoyou, Wang Daoyou, no matter what the purpose of coming down here, but the promise made under the order has been fulfilled, not only led you to find the Ling Chen Ministry, but also successfully smashed the soul attraction bell that restrained us and others, so that no one in the Ling Chen Department threatened you." As for what the real purpose is, does it matter that much?"--63541+dsuaahh+25507660--&

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