Chapter 1842

Old three's heart says, don't mention old nine, even if father Jun uses this kind of soul chain, he has to wear gloves. What kind of Freak is this woman? Even without the help of gloves, they can hold the chain without being affected.

The three of them formally entered fanyueshan. Xu was still in the daytime, so he couldn't see the evil spirits. When Xia Yuanqiu inadvertently looked sideways, he suddenly felt that there was something wrong with Lao San's eyes. He looked around, and he must have seen something.

Xia Yuanqiu suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter? What happened? " Zhu Yan turns back and asks Xia Yuanqiu.

Xia Yuanqiu didn't say anything. He took a dagger out of his arms and grasped the third man's hand.

"What are you doing? What are you up to? I'll bring you here, and you won't kill me! "

Xia Yuanqiu glared at him and said, "what are you shouting about? When did I say I was going to kill you? Besides, can this little dagger kill you? " As he spoke, the sharp dagger had cut the wrist vein of the third man.

Like Yuanjun, Laosan's body is different from that of ordinary people. When they are injured, the wound will be repaired automatically immediately, without even a drop of blood spilling out.

Xia Yuanqiu quickly pinched the wound between the old three wrists and squeezed out a lot of blood. She quickly smeared the blood on her and Zhu Yan's eyelids.

Smeared with the blood of the third brother, they blinked. The scene in front of them turned out to be different.

Just now, in addition to them, there were a few more gloomy ghosts on the empty mountain road.

The third cried, "why do you want to cut my wrist with blood? Just cut your finger? "

Xia Yuanqiu let go of his hand and hummed, "I can cut whatever I want. What? Don't you agree? "

He really doesn't agree, but what can he do? Zhu Yan felt the evil spirit from those evil spirits. He pulled out the fishtail sword and poured the fire into the sword. The whole body of the sword, which was originally cold and bright, was burning with fire that could incinerate the soul.

Zhu Yan held up his sword and said in a deep voice: "we are here to find people today, not to find the bad luck of you evil spirits. If you know your face, you will spread out automatically. If you want to die, just come!"

The terrible smell of the divine sword makes those ghosts retreat involuntarily. They are all old ghosts who live in this moon mountain. They have a lot of knowledge. This kind of fire is the enemy of these souls. With the divine sword, they will lose their souls and never surpass their life. What are their achievements in these years of cultivation in this moon mountain How much?

"What was your idea just now?" Zhu Yan's sword is pointing towards the old three.

Old three is scared to shiver all over, busy way: "no, no idea, I don't think of anything, don't you also see?"

Xia Yuanqiu hummed: "you'd better put away your mind! My soul refining cauldron is still hungry. If you dare to make small moves again, I'll let you in immediately. "

Old three's face turned white and red, angry and afraid, but they had nothing to do with it. When he entered the moon mountain, he wanted someone to give him a wind and a message, but he didn't open his mouth yet, and a lot of evil spirits were scared away by them. None of them dared to stay. They were useless things. When they sent soul food to them, they ran faster than before Everyone is fast.

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