Lin Yunxi said with a smile, "no, aunt can separate soul and body, so it will be fine. You can't touch me, but I can touch you." This is different from the soul body separation of Yi'er's cultivation. She can separate the soul body completely because of this spirit ring.
And Yi'er's is completely cultivated by himself.
"Ah! Aunt, you scared me to death." Luo Tianzi breathed a sigh of relief and patted himself on the chest.
But another question arose in Luo Tianzi's heart, "aunt, who robbed me? Why didn't zi'er have any impression?"
"Then ask yourself. I got the news this morning and rushed to save you." Lin Yunxi took it lightly, and didn't mention that she was injured because of saving her. Zi'er's little mind is very simple, and she won't think much.
"Ah!" Luo Tianzi scratched her head and tooted her mouth.
What's going on?
When she was robbed by others, she didn't feel at all.
Lin Yunxi looked at her confused look and shook her head. She was really a confused little girl. Seeing her like this, she was sold and counted the money for others.
In the secret way, when long yetian was walking through the four stone gates, he suddenly found someone talking. He closed his eyes and his spiritual consciousness came out. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes. There was still a secret way in front of him, and a deep meaning flashed in his cold, blade like eyes.
He hid his good breath and kept moving forward.
"Stop, who are you?" a fierce roar came from behind long yetian.
Long yetian stops, but doesn't look back. Instead, he stands where he is. On both sides of the passage, there will be a secret room every other distance, and they are all occupied. It will be found sooner or later.
The person who stopped long yetian was a middle-aged woman in a purple dress. She approached long yetian step by step, but she couldn't feel the spiritual power of long yetian. She couldn't help frowning and looked more alert.
There are two kinds of people in the world who can't spy on each other's breath. One is a person who has no spiritual power at all, and the other is a person who always has a cultivation of more than level 7. She guesses that the man in white is the latter.
Long yetian listens to each other's footsteps. When he gets behind him, he turns around slightly and sneers, "are you talking about me?" there is no temperature in long yetian's air, and his eyes are cold and suffocating.
The woman felt the terrible smell on long yetian. Her look was frozen for a moment, and her steps involuntarily retreated a few steps.
She opens her mouth and wants to call people, but suddenly finds that she can't make a sound. She can only look at long yetian in horror.
Long Ye Tian is calm and relaxed. He sees three signs of fire on the woman's slightly stretched out hand. Long Ye's killing intention is surging at the bottom of his eyes. She is a witch spirit.
It seems that Xi'er's guess is not wrong. Wu Ling really lives in another secret way of Yan's house.
Long yetian decisively kills the woman in purple in front of him, and then leaves her body in the secret room. Just now he made some hands and feet in the secret way while walking. If there are other witches, they will be killed together.
Long yetian continues to walk forward. After a few steps, he meets two women in purple. Long yetian quickly looks at their hands. It seems that the witch spirits are all dressed in purple.
"You" one of the women in purple only said one of your sons, and there was no sound in an instant. Long yetian's hands had already condensed the spiritual power of the ice system, turned into two ice needles as thick as hair, and quietly entered their bodies.
The strength of these two witches is the same as that of the previous witches. They are all five levels of cultivation. It's easy to kill them.
The witch spirit is an evil existence. Everyone can kill it!
Long yetian still sucks their bodies into the secret room on one side with his spiritual power, and sets up a simple border around them so that no one can see their bodies.
In the current situation, Jun Yujin will let these witches seize the time to refine corpse Gu. As long as there is no help from corpse Gu, Jun Yujin will take out the last killer mace. Chi soul is actually something from the Ming moon palace, so he will help Xi'er get it back.
Fortunately, the mechanisms in this secret road are closed, and there is no complex terrain. Long yetian is very relaxed all the way in.
After walking a few hundred meters, another secret road suddenly appeared. Long yetian stood at the intersection and frowned slightly. The secret road was on the left, and someone was holding his hand outside. A strange smell came out faintly.
"Roar!" just as long yetian moves, a huge Unicorn appears behind long yetian.
Long Ye's eyes are cold. The Warcraft has no vital signs. It's a witch beast.
Long yetian's eyes flashed and jumped up suddenly. A cold ice spread rapidly around him. The crystal clear cold ice solidified the witch beast in an instant. With a wave of his long arm, he disappeared into the air in an instant. Although the witch beast was powerful, it was still a vulnerable group in front of the strong.
"Who?"
Suddenly, in the secret room on the other side, several women in purple clothes ran out and looked at long yetian one by one.
Long Ye smiled coldly, and his handsome face showed a fierce intention to kill. It happened that he killed these witches together today. Without witches, Jun Yujin alone could not control so many corpses and insects, and would reduce a lot of casualties.
Long Ye's spiritual knowledge quickly penetrates the body. One of the five witch spirits opposite is a seventh level cultivation.
It's really rare that the witch spirit can cultivate to level 7.
"Kill him!" the Wu Ling, who has seven levels of cultivation, ordered in a cold voice. Looking at his age, he was twenty-five or six years old. His green silk was tied high, his eyebrows were in a bun, his posture was high and cold, and his Phoenix eyes stared at the face of long yetian's demon. His eyes were like poisonous snakes.
The four evil spirits rushed towards long Ye Tian. Long Ye's eyes were cold and glittering, and a purple thunder sword suddenly appeared in his hand. He had to make a quick decision. As soon as the time of two hours came, he had to pick up Xi'er. As long as he thought of going back to see his beloved woman, his whole body was full of combat effectiveness.
Long yetian stands where he is, and the deep fundus of his eyes is suffused with a quiet cold light, which gives people a cold and mysterious meaning.
At the moment when the four witch spirits shot at him, the purple thunder sword in his hand swept over in an instant, and a powerful force with destructive power shook the four people out and fell in front of the woman with seventh level cultivation.
"Ah!" the woman looked at long yetian in surprise. Her eyes were as big as a bronze bell, and her fists were clucking. "It was eight levels of cultivation. No wonder people here didn't find you. They said, who are you? This is not a place you can come easily."
Long yetian looks at the woman and asks calmly, "who are you? What are you doing here?" long yetian's clear voice is bewitching people.