Chapter 284

The spirit is the spirit, even if you have the spirit of human beings, you can't be as crafty as the owner.

After luring and killing the wood tripod piece spirit, ye Lingyue is also exhausted, especially the wood tripod piece spirit has sucked a lot of her flesh and blood. Her face at the moment is no different from that of white paper.

Ye Lingyue did not even have the extra strength to digest and absorb the strength of the five elements wood just refined by qiandingli.

Her body was soft and crumbling, and she was about to fall to the ground, and her arms held her tightly.

The purpose is Wu Zhong's eyes, proud and cold eyes.

Ye Lingyue, a trance, as if in his eyes to see a flash of worry.

Oh, how can it be? She must have read it wrong.

How can the ghost emperor, who kills people without blinking an eye, worry about her.

"What's the matter? Those vines and the tripod piece just now..." Wu Zhong has thousands of words, want to question ye Lingyue, but see ye Lingyue dying appearance, these doubts, also become irrelevant.

"Get out of here and India will collapse."

The yinzhongtian in this Nirvana tripod was originally built with wooden tripod pieces as the core. After being refined by Ye Lingyue, this space will soon collapse.

The cave began to shake, and the rocks on the wall kept falling. Within a quarter of an hour, the whole cave would collapse.

Wu Zhong stares at ye Lingyue with one eye and holds her up.

"Wait, the coffin."

Although ye Lingyue's whole body is weak and can't even lift a finger, she still looks pathetic and stares at the empty Yao crystal coffin on the ground.

“……”

Wu Zhong really wants to strangle ye Lingyue.

People die for money, birds die for food, which means ye Lingyue.

With a long face, he threw ye Lingyue into the coffin.

"Wu Zhong! You dare to throw me in the coffin

Unfortunately, she doesn't want to use the coffin of Taiyi leader who has been lying for thousands of years.

Early a moment, still feel sorcery heavy this guy originally also is not so bad leaf Lingyue is angry again.

If she had not been weak and tight at the moment, she would have poked 180 holes in the man with a bad temper and domineering attitude.

"Just bury one more coffin and you'll shut up."

Wu Chong is full of resentment. This heartless woman is only thinking about the coffin.

God knows how nervous he was when he couldn't see her.

Hearing the word "buried alive", ye Lingyue immediately calmed down. Ghost knows whether this moody man will really bury her.

What happened in the sky in India is unknown to the people outside Taiyi secret.

What's more, they don't know that the wooden tripod piece spirit, which is regarded as the artifact of the Taiyi school, has been refined by Ye Lingyue.

In Taiyi secret place, after several days of chasing, they finally found the location of Nirvana cauldron and the whereabouts of the underground Yan palace with the help of Xiao Wuya.

However, several people in the underground Hall of Yan were tracked down several times, but they were escaped several times.

Until they reached the gate of Taiyi sect and near the exit of xiejianchi, they succeeded in intercepting the people of the underground Yan hall.

"Give me the nirvana tripod."

Standing in the air, Beidou Yuanling beside him is wrapped with silk threads, like snakes dancing around him.

Red robe, hunting in the wind, jade muscle red lips, set off a thin feeling, more enchanting.

"What kind of thing do you dare to talk to me like this?" The awe inspiring male voice is like coming from the outside of nine days.

When he heard the man's voice, several people in the underground Hall of Yan were pleasantly surprised.

"Lord ghost!"

Xiaozhiyo suddenly called, a dart jump up.

I heard the nirvana cauldron open.

Wu Chong was naked, standing in the air. He held a coffin in his hand, and with the other hand, he caught Xiaozhi who wanted to run away.

In the sun, the man appeared like a God.

Stand in opposition to affection.

His affectionate pupil shrank, and he saw clearly the man in the rumor that all the black forces in mainland China would tremble for.

Wax like skin, each muscle has perfect lines, amber pupil.

Covered by the golden mask, the nose is like a mountain, straight and straight. The thin lips with light cherry color outline the sexy thin and cool lips.

Long black hair, recklessly flying in the wind, tattered clothes, but not a bit embarrassed.

Especially to see Wu Zhong's strong and thin muscles, the sentimental moment has a kind of depressed feeling.

This is a terrible man, standing alone, giving off the breath of a king.

When Wu Chong appeared, several people worshipped him. In their eyes, Wuzhong was their God.He boss, flame old woman and so on, is the atmosphere does not dare to say, as if someone had a sudden strangled their throat.

Only sentimental, do not kneel or worship, he is like a thorny rose, and Wu Chong hold each other.

"Zhiyo (cry)"

xiaozhiyo is really ready to cry without tears. Why is it so bad that it always falls into the hands of this terrible man.

Why, Wu Zhong was the only one who found that the Hong shisan he was thinking about did not appear together.

"Thirteen, why are you alone? Where did you hide thirteen?"

"Thirteen?"

Although he knew that Hong shisan was just a pseudonym of Ye Lingyue, Wu Chong felt very uncomfortable to hear a sissy's mouth saying the name of the woman he liked so affectionately.

An evil thought came into his mind.

"She's in the coffin."

In the coffin?

The eyes of the elder brother he and the old flame woman are all focused on the coffin in Wu Zhong's hand.

Xiaozhiyo and xiaowuya are also in a daze.

Especially xiaozhiyo, it looked at the coffin, how to see how it felt a little strange.

The expression changed from surprise to indignation, and then to despair, and ran forward in anger.

"He's dead! How could he die? You killed him With a low voice, despair and indignation hovered around him.

When he saw the yuan force, Wu chongleng snorted.

It seems that the dandy of the demon sect has some strength.

With a single step, his fists hit him hard.

With his fists falling down, Wu Chong's eyes darkened, and a force of Yuan burst out of his body, and he rebounded out of his body.

"Without the protection of Lingbao and qingqingzong, you are nothing but a worthless waste." Wu Chong coldly throws out the words, the ill feeling blows to the whole body, but he has no way, just because, his strength, is not as good as Wu Zhong.

"Little Lord, you are not his opponent." Seeing that the event was not good, the old flame woman controlled her fickleness, for fear that he would do any act of death again.

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