Hong Meng and Wang Qiong were captured by the Master Soul. The Master Soul tied them firmly into the big tent and asked them about the magic weapons one by one.

The master's soul came to Wang Qiong and touched the spherical object in Wang Qiong's arms with his hands. Unexpectedly, it was burned hard by the thing. He hurriedly pulled out his right hand, but saw that it was corroded to the point of blood and blood, and the blood instantly turned purple-black and could not flow.

"Damn it! What is the thing that has such ability?" The master's soul was furious and cut Wang Qiong's clothes torn, but saw a black ball rolling to the ground, vaguely terrifying and terrifying aura.

"Haha, dog thing, let you taste the power of the Blood Death Formation! Why don't you get it? The fairy sword is inside. If you have the ability, go and take out the fairy sword?"

Wang Qiong laughed to the sky and cursed constantly. Looking at the Master Soul's eyes, it was like a grudge of eighteen generations, and it could not be eliminated no matter what. He had a cold light on his face and a dead air lingering on his forehead. It seemed that he was really ready to fight to the death.

"A little trick, don't think I can't do anything to this dark thing!"

The Master Soul said, controlling the black zombie, holding the black ball with both hands, rubbing it hard in the palm of his hand, and trying to break the black ball with brute force. It was actually a large formation. As long as the attack was properly, it could disperse the dead energy and take out the immortal sword inside.

The black zombie violently pressed the black ball with both hands, but when he saw the black ball rubbing it so hard that his vitality was dissipated, the entire formation also became crackling. However, the black zombie could only do this. Later, no matter how he stepped on the ground or cut it with a sharp blade, he would never succeed.

"Good thing! I have accepted such a great gift. I wonder what Hongmeng, you can offer me? Hehe, I have heard of the name of the purple bamboo forest for a long time. Unfortunately, I have no chance to meet you. However, if you catch you, it is equivalent to grabbing the purple bamboo forest. Say, where is the purple bamboo forest?"

The hoarse voice was very unpleasant, and the teacher's soul came to Hong Meng and expressed his feelings.

"Is it possible for your family? Even if I have it, I won't give in. At least you have to peel off a layer of skin." Hong Meng refused.

"Haha. Is that right? Then your brother, cough, you always watch him suffer? You know that our mysterious skills of life and death have a major characteristic, that is, to achieve life from death. I wonder if you have seen another move from life to death? Haha. If you don't call out the purple bamboo forest, then just watch Wang Qiong slowly turn into a skeleton."

The master's soul laughed, his hands slashed around the void, and finally a disgusting thing gathered in the palm of his hand. The air mass appeared in a blue-yellow intersection. There was nothing special about it.

However, when Hong Meng used his spiritual consciousness to check, the air mass obviously reacted and could also deprive people of their vitality, even their entire body of vitality.

Hong Meng was shocked, hesitated for a long time, looked at Wang Qiong, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know my relationship with Yu Ying?"

"Oh? Are you going to speak? Yes. I understand a little bit. You have a good relationship." The master's soul slowed down, but still walked towards Wang Qiong.

"Actually, as early as the country of Wanxian, I had already handed over the Zizhulin to her and asked him to keep it. After all, I was not her opponent at that time." Hong Meng pretended to be very serious.

"Oh? Are you talking about it true? If you dare to deceive me, hehe. Your little lover doesn't want to survive!" The Master Soul threatened.

After a slump in his heart, Hong Meng had to complain. He might be going to cheat Yu Ying now. However, with the guardian of King Yu, he did not dare to trespass the camp of the Greater Yu clan.

Dongdongdongdongdong

Outside, such a shocking voice shocked all the cultivators again, forcing them to turn their attention to the character who had just appeared. The Master's Soul is even more out of the list. Now, he has many bloody cases in the Feihun Stream, and it has long been a situation where everyone calls for a fight. If he can win over this newly arrived person, it will definitely relieve a lot of pressure...

"You are so cool to watch, don't let them run away!"

As he said this, the teacher's soul suddenly blew and disappeared into the big tent.

Looking at the soul of the teacher left, Hong Meng and the others were very happy. At this time, Shi Hongan and Shi Yi immediately held up weapons and put them on their necks, looking like a villain was proud.

"I said Hong Meng, now you two are clay Buddhas who cross the river and cannot protect themselves. Since that's the case, why not hand over the purple bamboo forest? In this way, you can still save your life. Hehe, don't have the life to take it or enjoy it at that time. Whether you want treasures or survive, you can discuss it yourself."

Shi Hongan looked at Hong Meng and the others coldly, and was so coercive and tempting. The Shi's intention was even more ruthless: "Do you want to chop off one of his fingers first to eliminate the depression you have been in the past few days? What do you think?"

"Okay! Hong Meng is too damned, so he chopped off one of his fingers. Let's see which one to chop first-" Shi Hongan looked at it in a big way.

Gugugugu

The familiar owl's cry came from the camp. Hong Meng was delighted. He felt that the time had come. He said to the owl with his thoughts: "Amao, come and save me! Otherwise, your life will be in danger-"

Flutter

After saying this, Hong Meng did not expect that Amao was scared away. Only then did he realize that he was saying the wrong thing. He immediately changed his words: "You have the heart to watch Yu Ying crying and then pull it off from you one by one to relieve your hatred? If you are—"

Before Hong Meng finished speaking, he saw a powerful killing attack of the tent that was yang and the Gang were shot out from the top of the camp. This attack hit Shi Hongan's feet directly, which scared him to throw away his sword and cried bitterly.

"Brother, come and save me!" Shi Hongan was so scared that his butt was urinating, thinking that it was a master who came.

"Who is the master who dares to offend my Fushi clan camp? If the clan leader returns, he will definitely not spare you. Please leave quickly-"

Seeing the amazing momentum, Shi Yi held the sword and his arms trembled violently. He looked up at the ceiling to see who was doing it.

No one answered, and there was silence around him. Then, just as the master was puzzled, a gloomy and terrible aura suddenly came from the sky. This aura was extremely yin and cold, and the momentum it emitted shocked the entire camp to shake up and down, left and right, and finally, the ceiling was shattered.

"So it was a stupid bird or an owl!"

Shi Hongan and Shi Yi were very surprised, but a yin-induced cold attack came and rushed at them. At that moment, the entire camp tent was cold, as if he had returned to the Nine Nether Hell, as if he had fallen into the Ten Thousand Years of Ice Cave.

Shi Hongan and the others hurriedly avoided it. There was not much space in the tent, so they had to escape from the tent and stared at the owl flying in the air in fear.

"Haha, this rope is still difficult for us, leave quickly!" Hong Meng smiled, then suddenly shook, breaking the ropes on his body. Then, he used the cold death aura to open the way and broke out with Wang Qiong's encirclement.

They did not dare to stay for a long time, and after rushing out of the Fushi clan's tent, they breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, a shadow like a mountain came slowly from the west.

The earth was trembling violently, and thick ravines that were clearly visible spread on the land, like long snakes. The mountains were shaking, and they were even shattered and scattered by the huge momentum. The collapse of the mountains caused an even more shocking earthquake.

"Ah? That's the so-called ancient monster? Isn't it so exaggerated?"

After parting ways with Wang Qiong, Hong Meng returned to the camp and looked at the shadows in the distance, and couldn't help but be shocked. Even if they saw it with their own eyes, they couldn't believe it was true.

Master and disciple Xiong Hao, who were refining weapons, also paused for a moment. At this time, the blood gold of creation had turned into a round cake, or a dish-shaped item. There was a depression in the middle, and there was a circle of blood-stained edges around it. The depression in the middle looked sometimes clear air erupting, sometimes fiery red. The bottom was round and smooth, and it looked very heavy and textured...,

"Look at its head, how strange it looks! The cow's head, a horse's face, but a donkey's mouth, is so ugly that it is." Wei Yu commented on his head.

"It seemed very cold around it. All the creatures close to him turned into ice sculptures, standing there, unable to move. How cold it was." Others noticed a key situation.

In the sky, the still-own demon king order seemed very shocked when he saw the monster coming, and the whole token became even more red. The big word "六文" emitted a strong light, as if it was summoning, as if it was suggesting.

"No, this monster is interesting to the Demon King Order. Everyone quickly stop the Demon King Order, otherwise it will be a disaster!"

"The monster was obviously coming for the Demon King Order, but who can stop it? That is an unstoppable existence!"

"Hey, it's strange that this guy has only one leg! I saw clearly that it kept jumping, otherwise why would it cause such a powerful impact?"

Everyone saw it clearly. The monster that had just revealed its true appearance actually had only a thick thigh and a short body. Its thick curly tail was very strange and hung high in the sky.

Click

The defense wall burst in an instant, and even if Hong Meng took action to repair it again, it would be difficult to withstand the violent impact of the monster. He tried several times, and every time he completed the repair, he was still dispersed by an invisible attack and finally had to give up.

Master and apprentice Xiong Hao looked at it for a long time and couldn't help but be shocked. However, Xiong Hao realized that the refining tool had not been completed yet. When he went to check it, he found that the semi-finished disc-like object could no longer shake a single point and could only maintain its current appearance.

Feeling the seriousness of the situation, Master Xiong Hao sighed and said helplessly: "Oh, curiosity makes things happen! The good fortune blood gold was wasted like this. What a pity. Disciple, we are probably going to become sinners."

"Oh? How can I tell? Can't I really do the burning exercise again?" Hong Meng said in confusion.

"Among, it's all bad for the teacher, and a good piece of material wasted. Sorry, this blood gold of fortune can only be refined into a discus shape. Alas, it's really ugly--" The Lord of Qicheng City couldn't help but feel regretful.

Touching the magic weapon made of the blood gold of creation, Hong Meng felt the Taoist rhyme and couldn't help but be surprised: "Master, you have succeeded!" (To be continued., welcome to (.) to vote for recommendation votes, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)
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