Chapter 116: Underworld Fire Sword

　　 "How come a female cultivator with eight foundations suddenly appeared!" Yin Wanzhen was shocked. At this moment he really felt like the enemy was cheating.
　　 He couldn't predict that Gouzhu could put a living person in the fairy lotus.
　　In his original plan, these people, except for Gu Yinghui's ability to build the foundation seven, which could slightly threaten him, the others were all fish belly of the foundation four and below, and he could be ignored.
　　 Of course he can’t understand that there will be a nineteenth monster that can improve several realms by eating a few pure sun pills!
When 　　 Gouzhu was riding him in the cracks of the ice and spreading pure Yang Pill, he quickly picked up a few of them. Of course he will not let this good thing pick up money. But he was a little more conservative when feeding it to the nineteenth.
　　 Although it is said that eating a few pill on the nineteenth can raise the realm by how much, but for anyone, relying on external force to forcibly raise the realm is harmful and useless.
　　 Injury to vitality and blood is small, sometimes it can damage the foundation of Dao, directly cutting off the road to longevity, and some are at the cost of shortening the lifespan.
　　 The nineteenth is such a well-behaved girl, it won't be good if it breaks.
　　 Gouzhu hesitated, and fed her five of them until they reached the eighth layer of Zhuji. If you eat too little, you will not be able to deal with Yin Wanzhen, and it will be even worse if Yin Wanzhen is beaten to death.
　　 If you eat too much, do you go straight to the realm of Xudan? No one knows what will happen.
　　 Although Yin Wanzhen has the nine-layer foundation building, he has the broken piercing body of the heart-saving sword in front, and the heavy wounds that roll down from the ice cliff in the back, which is considered half disabled.
　　 Gouzhu thought in his heart that he himself was half crippled, plus the nineteenth eightteenth building foundation resurrected with blood, it should be enough. He wasn't willing to let the nineteenth adventure continue to upgrade in order to lick a little more confidence.
　　 Yin Wanzhen's face became extremely solemn. This was the most dangerous battle in his history. Even if Du Wenji brought four Zhenzuo disciples to besiege, he was not forced into such a dangerous situation.
　　 He can't even figure out why this is so?
　　The young man with a scorched face standing behind the eight-fold female cultivator is obviously far inferior to him. How did he hold his nose all the way and make him so humiliated?
"Hey, Brother Yin," Gouzhu stands up like a tree branch burned into charcoal. Only when he smiles and shows his white teeth can he see the existence of his face, "The residual thorns of the Cuanxin Sword will go with the blood. Should it happen after so long?"
　　 When Hou Zhu was reminded, Yin Wanzhen immediately felt a faint tingling in his blood. It doesn't matter if you don't notice it. Once you notice it, it's really annoying.
　　 He will feel the sting and block the zhenqi a little bit when he runs the qi, it becomes more and more obvious.
　　 In case the blood is surging when the true qi is running, these residual thorns can't control and enter the heart, will it leave him with sequelae and directly destroy his foundation?
　　Fighting monks are most avoiding distractions. Gouzhu was also messing up his state of mind with words, but this was Yangmou, and Yin Wanzhen couldn't get rid of it when he knew it. You know he is not completely hopeless.
　　 "Xiao Nineteen," Gouzhu carried the dazzling mysterious iron wooden sword on his dark shoulders, "We made him together!"
　　 On the nineteenth, he looked back at Gouzhu, the killing in his eyes immediately disappeared without a trace, and his eyes turned into an innocent and innocent girl.
"Ok."
　　 After she finished speaking, she turned around again, a pure Yang Zhenqi flowing all over her body, without any impurities.
　　 Yin Wanzhen also realized this person's abnormality.
　　Although the outer disciples cultivate pure Yang Zhenqi, they are born between the heaven and the earth, and the cannibalistic fireworks grow up, inevitably carrying the filth of heaven and earth. The so-called purity of the pure Yang Zhenqi cultivated by everyone is not absolutely pure.
　　 And everyone's growth environment is different, their habits are also different, and the methods of cultivating and purifying pure Yang Qi are also different, so each person's pure Yang Qi is actually unique.
　　 But the petite and slender woman in front of me is so pure and pure, like a body of gold and jade, without a trace of foul air. If she hadn't clearly only had the eighth realm of foundation building, Yin Wanzhen would have thought it was an immortal body.
　　 She turned her head, holding a red sandalwood box in her hand, hammering down a small silver cone, and holding a thin red thread behind the silver cone. The air of dry gold, sharp and boundless to just reaching the sun, gathered on the little silver cone.
　　 Yin Wanzhen showed a red two-color pill with a fishy smell on the palm of his hand, opened his mouth and patted his mouth. This pill does not have a bit of medicinal fragrance, on the contrary, it is like the entrance of blood, which makes people sick.
　　 Killing Bloodthirsty Pill!
　　 Bloodthirsty Pill swallows qi and blood, and directly reduces lifespan, and the more lifespan lost, the stronger the medicine effect.
　　 Yin Wanzhen never does anything unsure. He fought against Gouzhu for more than an hour, and his injury was not light. With the interference of the heart-spinning, he estimated that he would now build the foundation of eightfold strength.
　　 The woman in front of her is so pure and innocent, plus a sharp and boundless metal magic weapon, even if it is built eightfold, it is not comparable to an ordinary monk in the same realm. He will definitely lose if he fights together.
　　 He thought about retreating, then turned around and left the door. But in this case, even if you leave the Jade Palace, you will most likely be hunted down in the future. Xuanmen rivers and lakes may no longer have a foothold.
　　 If that's the case, what's the use even if the killing is in hand?
　　If the road is hopeless, what is the purpose of the remaining decades of life? Do you want to die? So why go to this jade palace to work hard for half a lifetime, it is better to settle on the mundane from the beginning, to enjoy the wealth of the world.
　　 The qi and blood in his body melted and turned into the most primitive spiritual qi, and then entered the sea of ​​qi, controlled by the divine sense, and turned into true qi, filling the gap of the ablation of qi and blood. The blue veins all over his body were violent and his eyes were red.
　　 Aoki Manki started to run wildly, repairing the damage. But this is only a temporary solution.
　　 His violent spirit also affected Yanyang Sword. The entire body of the sword was burning, and it was wrapped in fiery flames, like a torch in the dark night.
　　His strength is once again close to the peak of the nine-layer foundation of the foundation. If it weren't for the obstacles of "Pills", he would simply break through to the realm of Void Pills.
　　 A charming voice suddenly sounded behind him:
　　 "For so long, the brother hasn't settled even a boy in the first-class wuyuan. If you lose, how can the slave family live?"
　　 Yin Wanzhen's heart tightened. If there were any more variables in this section, he really couldn't bear it. But when the voice came from Lan Ruoshuang, he was relieved.
　　 Lan Ruoshuang and him have a profound blood contract that lives and dies at this level. It would be fine if he turned around, opened the door and ran away. Since he wants to stay here and fight to the death, Lan also has no choice.
　　 If he dies, Lan will also die, so she will definitely appear at this time, and she has no choice but to stand on the same front with her.
　　 Lan Ruoshuang combined the extremely dark grass seed, and after obtaining the Soul Wound Sword, his strength increased a lot. Moreover, Xuan Yin True Qi appeared in her body, even more powerful than Pure Yang True Qi, as if she had become a Yin Cultivator.
　　 They have one yang and one yin, a Yanyang Sword, and a Soul Injury Sword, so cooperation is just right.
　　 "Junior sister, that woman's goldsmith is very sharp, but fire can overcome gold, and I will deal with her. As for the charred kid, I will leave it to you, as long as he doesn't let him do my things."
　　 Lan Ruoshuang smiled and said: "The slaves listen to the seniors." After speaking, she drew the short sword in her hand. This dagger held in his hand, like a blue ice cone.
　　 The bitter cold air is like ice water that can't be covered, dripping out, making people feel that the air is stagnant.
　　 What is even more terrifying is a dark pressure, like opening the gate of the netherworld, countless ghosts crying and howling lingering, reminding people of the sufferings of life, the pain of reincarnation, can not help but frighten.
　　 Yin Wanzhen was overjoyed. Their two yin and yang spirit swords confronted a magic weapon, and their momentum took a big advantage.
　　 "Huh, do you have spirit swords?" Gou Zhu snorted contemptuously and shook his magic sword. The originally silver black mysterious iron wooden sword suddenly became as white as frost.
　　 "When did this guy merge with the spirit seed?" Yin Wanzhen was surprised by him again.
　　 This white spirit sword seems unsurprising, but there is a fishy, ​​disgusting and insidious spirit coming out of the sword, like a thick fog.
　　 This mist is coming, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Yin Wanzhen felt Aoki Zhenqi in his body involuntarily shrink into the sea of ​​Qi.
　　 "Accumulate corpse gas!"
　　 He couldn't help taking a step back. The rotting and poisonous spiritual energy emitted by the accumulation of corpses can absorb vitality and make living creatures decay. Yin Wanzhen can't even figure out how he fuses such a weird thing into the spirit sword.
　　 But this spell is not harmful to him. His scorching sun is enough to burn all the insidious poison, and it can also be said to be the nemesis of this corpse qi.
　　 Gouzhu’s sword accumulated corpse qi, and a bunch of small white flowers grew on it.
　　 These small flowers continue to grow, burst, and then continue to grow, continuing this short life cycle between life and death.
　　 In the cycle of life and death, the faint flames around the sword were burning.
　　 Gouzhu knew that he had to fuse a spirit seed, but he did not have enough time.
　　Since the fusion of spirit seeds is time-consuming and the refining of spirit seeds, can the Xuanyin underworld orchid that Lian Ling helped him refining be used to blend with his magic sword?
　　 He tried boldly, but he didn't expect it to be instant.
　　 After all, it is the spirit seed that the Saintess of Purple Mansion has assisted in refining. It is very thorough. He completely controls the Underworld Orchid. Moreover, after he mastered the true fire of Xuan Yin, and used the fire to refine the sword, the Underworld Lan and the sword immediately merged into one, like a natural one.
　　 And Xuan Yin Youhuo was also integrated into the sword body.
　　 Now this sword, I am afraid it is a unique spirit sword in the world. Gouzhu thought to himself.
　　 should give her a name.
　　 This sword has deep Yin Qi, and can absorb vitality, and all beings will die with it.
　　 Lian Ling said, this flower is called Xuanyin Underworld Orchid.
　　 Wen Ruxue said, this fire is called Xuanyin Youhuo.
　　Then this sword should be called the Dark Flame Sword.