Chapter 14:

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The voice of Xuan Lingzi fell, and there was no sound in the stone room.
I saw the mysterious son's close together, a golden sword pierced the stone table in front of the futon, suddenly, a swaying soul will appear from the stone table. He is imaginary and seems to be able to break down in the next moment, but his mouth is still repeating the words "I am a demon".
If Luo gradually wakes up at this moment, he will probably find out at once that this voice is the one that has been fighting with him for a long time in the sixth level. This is just a remnant of the soul, and it can even be said that there is not much spiritual remnant, but it contains the obsession of the original master, and it will not be scattered for a long time.
"It is a demon, a demon..."
There was no expression floating on the indifferent face of Xuan Lingzi. The eight-petal golden lotus in his eyebrow suddenly burst into a ray of light, and the remnant soul screamed in pain, then trembled and looked up at him. After looking at it for a long time, Sharply shouted: "You are a demon!"
Xuan Lingzi snorted and sneered: "Why am I a demon?"
The voice seemed to have heard nothing, and Zhang Yang’s claws flew toward the body of Xuan Lingzi.
Xuan Lingzi Jianqi pointed, the remnant soul would be miserable, and the color in his eyes gradually became clear. After a long while, he suddenly looked up and looked at Xuan Lingzi. He asked in amazement: "Yuan Shen?!" After a moment, the remnant soul was scared: "Half of the gods... you are a monk above the Mahayana period!"

Xuan Lingzi ignored the words of this remnant soul. A cold face resembled the ice lotus-like indifference. He said faintly: "If you have restored your mind, then it is a matter of demon, and it is a demon. ""
Without waiting for the other party to attack, the remnant soul hoarsely whispered: "He is a demon, he is a demon, he is a demon!"
Xuan Lingzi sneered: "A nonsense!"
The voice of the remnant soul trembled and said: "I am not allowed by the Eighty-one Avenue and the Three Thousand Trails. He is not a demon or something!"
"Is it a demon that is not for the repair of heaven?"
"Yes!"
Xuan Lingzi’s robe glimpsed, and a little golden light fell in the stone room. His voice asked indifferently:
What about me?

The remnant soul suddenly became speechless, and after he had to squat, he seemed to be crazy again, and began to keep chanting: "The demon repair of the Mahayana period, the demon repair of the Mahayana period... the demon statue, the demon statue... you are a demon You are a demon, you are a demon!"
The slender Fengmu fell on this mad-like remnant for a moment, and the mysterious look looked indifferently at the writh of the soul in front of himself. The remnant seemed to attack him according to instinct, but every When he looked up at him, he turned his eyes timidly.
In the end, the remnant of the soul slowly flew up and slammed into the stone chamber. He does not have an entity, but just shouts "Demon" and shouts "I am a demon" while constantly abusing himself in a way that is self-defeating.
In this regard, Xuan Lingzi just looked at it quietly. Even if the remnant slammed into Li Xiuchen’s body, he let the stunned Li Xiuchen shudder and he did not stop it. Until the remnant soul was about to hit Luo’s body, Xuan Lingzi’s eyes shrank and his sleeves rolled away. come back.
The voice of the power of the gods is like a thunder, echoing in a small stone chamber.
"Will you die, why bother? The has never stood up since ancient times. This generation, I have done everything for the Terran. The and the two have been peaceful for more than a hundred years. Now you should also leave, this is you. The destination."
"It's a demon... a demon... you are a demon..."
"You are filthy, my devil is a demon, and he is almost taken away. If he is so tired, he should make compensation."
"Demon, you are a demon, you... ah ah ah!!!"
The sorrowful robes of the black spirits, a touch of golden light through the body of the remnant soul, let him groan in pain. After a slap of tea, the screams of the remnant soul came to an abrupt end, and he silently lowered his head and looked at the ground, as if he had no consciousness.
Xuan Lingzi whispered: "Except for that person, give them rewards that others should have."
The remnant soul looked at Li Xiuchen at the corner of the corner and nodded gently: "Yes."
The thunderclouds in the sky are thicker and rumbling, seemingly condemning the words of Xuan Lingzi.
However, Xuan Lingzi did not pay attention, he said again: "To my disciples, make the compensation you should have."
The remnant nodded: "Yes."
The mysterious spirit smashed the long sleeves and saw the wide bohemian sleeves, suddenly flying a blood-red light.
The thunderclouds in the sky are fiercely screaming. The thunder of the road squats near the Yitian Mountains. There is even a red Thunder target that is ruined and destroyed.
The golden light flashed in the eyebrows of Xuan Lingzi, and the black spirit sword appeared in his hands. His sword pointed to the sky, and the majestic spirits skyrocketed.
The Thunder and the Golden Sword met in midair, making a loud noise.
At that moment, the peaks near the remains of the Beidou Zhenjun were all razed to the ground, and the powerful sound waves spread out to the surrounding area. The monks who were already curiously surrounded by the lively monks were shocked. The monks below the Yuan Ying period spit together. Blood, the refining period is even more serious and fainted.
Thundercloud is still screaming, but he dare not take the thunder again. In the stone room, the remnant soul looked down at the ground, and Luo gradually became unconscious, and no one knew that the most powerful monk in the world had smashed his body and spit a heavy blood.
There was a golden light in the blood, and the mysterious son held half of the body on the black spirit sword and looked up at the soul: "This is my favorite thing."
When the voice fell, the blood-red light flew to the remnant soul. The remnant soul originally wanted to pick it up, but before he reached out, he was shocked by the terrible breath. He could only stand honestly and see the blood. The red light stopped in front of his own eyes.
The remnant soul is respectful and respectful: "Yes."
Xuan Lingzi looked at the red light, and for a long time, he finally wiped away a little bit of red light, and then he stepped up to Luo’s side.
The youthful and beautiful face of the young man was covered with sweat, but his breathing was steady and he was obviously caught in sleep.
Xuan Lingzi watched for a long time in silence, sighed, and pointed his finger to Luo’s forehead, taking a white light like Li Xichen. His movements were extremely gentle, and Luo gradually cleared his mouth and no other reaction.
In the next moment, the mysterious spirit disappeared abruptly, and a golden light pierced the enchantment of the relics and flew in the direction of the Taihua Mountain, eventually disappearing into the large mountain guardian of the Taihua Mountain.
Taihua Mountain, Cang Shuangfeng.
A grand and majestic main hall stands on the peak of Cang Shuangfeng, overlooking the entire mountain peak, exuding awe-inspiring. In this hall, a gray-haired old man straightened his back and sat on a futon to meditate.
In front of him is a full four-layer lamp, there are dozens of lights on the fourth floor, six lights on the third floor, two lights on the second floor, and only one on the top. One by one, the golden natal light flashes.
Taihua Mountain’s head, Qi Xingzi, closed his eyes and meditated. At this moment, I saw only the top of the golden life light suddenly dimmed, and the star opened his eyes, looked at the scene with horror, and whispered: "Xuan Lingzi teacher?!"
As soon as the voice fell, the star was turned into a white light and flew to the jade peak in the center of the Taihua Mountain.
In the Yitian Mountains, hundreds of miles away from Taihua Mountain, the disciples of Taihua Mountain and Yitian School are still accepting cruel experience.
There are countless monsters in the wilderness. The monks of Taihua Mountain were sent by Master to Wanshiling since childhood, and they have rich practical experience, but the disciples of the Yitian School are different. Most of their roots are not enough, and there is not much practical experience. Many disciples have already broken the jade and left the relics.
So when the real wilderness was over, there were fifteen people left in Taihua Mountain, but there were only two left in the Yitian School.
A group of seventeen people met in the sixth level. The strange thing is that in this pass they waited for a long time, and there was only one darkness, as if nothing existed, which made them confused.
In the seventh Guantianguan, Luo gradually cleared his fingers and slowly awakened.
Just had a battle with the demon fox, and Luo had already exhausted his spirits in the early morning. He didn’t even have the strength to get up. He could only open his eyes and saw Li Xiuchen lying in the corner, all blood.
Luo gradually cleared his eyes and did not respond, but suddenly felt a strange atmosphere. He turned to look at it and saw a vain shadow floating in front of the futon, bowing his head.
Luo gradually clears his eyes, and he is ready to take out the green bamboo umbrella from the Naduan. He only listens to the remnant soul and whispers: "The experience is over, you have failed."
The sound just fell, Li Xiuchen's body flashed white light, but in a blink of an eye, he disappeared into the remains.
Luo gradually looked at this scene, and did not seem to understand what happened. He just wrestled with the phantom fox for a long time, then fainted in the past, how suddenly a blink of an eye emerged, Li Xiuchen seems to have been seriously injured?
Luo gradually cleared up the spiritual power that had just recovered a little, and guarded against the surrounding.
The sound of the murmur of the soul is sounded: "You have spent the ruins of this prince, and now the king will deliver his three magic weapons to you."
After a pause, there was a look of resentment on the face of the remnant soul: "The is not standing, I will destroy the demon! I have been fighting for the battlefield for many years, and one person has killed more than 10,000 monsters, the human and the demon. Between, not you die, or I die! These three magic weapons are the most sensitive to the monsters, which can help you demon slayer."
Three white lights appeared in front of Luo Qingqing.
In this regard, Luo gradually cleared: "..."
... So, what is wrong with this?
The remnant soul did not finish, he continued: "Here, there is the secret of this prince, and it is delivered to you at the same time."
This time, the soul of the remnant is very simple, no other nonsense. A blood-red light flew straight to Luo Qingqing's front. At this moment, Luo gradually cleared the 30% spiritual power. He raised his hand and grabbed the red mans.
This is a blood-red jade card, only the size of the palm, but it seems to be the blood condensed out, the color is bright, stinging. Grabbing on the hand seems to burn a hand, even though it waits calmly for the owner's reading at this moment, but the powerful pressure has spread out from the jade card, let the air stagnate.
Luo gradually cleared his brow and turned to look at the remnant, saying: "Predecessors, I don't know this..."
The sound came to an abrupt end. In Luo Qing’s surprised eyes, the remnant soul raised his head blankly, and his body shape turned into countless white spots, gradually disappearing into the stone room. Only a low, hoarse voice is still echoing for a long time -
"Is it a man... is it a demon?"
This voice is mixed with the obsession and regret of passing through time.
Since the remnant soul has disappeared, Luo gradually has no other way, only to look at the four things that he has obtained. The three things in white light are the same as the magic of the earth's order. The two are the magic weapon of the metaphysical. Although they are very precious, they are also possessed by a Yuan Ying monk.
Only this blood red jade card makes Luo gradually clear.
The horror of the jade card seems to penetrate the ancient times and hit him.
Is it true that the Beidou Zhenjun really has such a big fortune, can you lay down this horrible Big Dipper, and you can get such a terrible jade card?
After hesitating for a long time, Luo gradually cleared out a little spiritual knowledge and pierced the jade card.
For a moment, the sound of shock and oppression sounded in his ear -
"The years of glory, the land of robbing; the creatures of all things, the creation of the heavens and the earth. The people who win the devil and the heavens, this thing is called nine..." The sound suddenly stopped, and after a while, the voice said: " This object is called "Nine Thousands of Heavens."