Chapter 1212

"I don't know how the 'sword power' in elder martial sister Yang's body has been unsealed at present? If it goes well, now she should have the strength to break into the third layer. Long Yan also has it, and Dongfang Zhi disdains to say it. Then, the Nine Tailed green fox formed by the nine people of Zhaoxue also has the strength to enter the third layer. "

Qin Yi frowned and analyzed: "with these people, you can bring all these people into the third floor, but these days, you haven't received the news that they have entered the third floor. Why? What is the reason why they are not in a hurry to enter the third floor? "

After some meditation, Qin Yi got two guesses: "first, the situation of dongfangzhi's budget to the third layer is extremely complex. It's one thing to successfully enter the third layer. Whether it can survive in the third layer and have the strength to compete for cultivation resources is another thing. Therefore, dongfangzhi doesn't want people to enter the third layer rashly."

"Second, dongfangzhi is not an ordinary person. It should have some shocking plans, such as plundering the cultivation resources on the second floor, so that everyone can have enough strength. At that time, dongfangzhi will rush to the highest level, or even get out of trouble directly. You know, dongfangzhi is now the master of the second floor, occupying all the time, geography and people, She should make good use of this advantage and plunder more cultivation resources as much as possible. However, once she enters the third layer, this advantage will disappear in an instant, and the gains outweigh the losses

"In this way, with dongfangzhi's way of thinking, the second possibility is greater than the first."

Qin Yi sighed: "if this is true, this dongfangzhi can be regarded as a world-renowned genius. It is not inferior to Nalan's autumn water in the past."

After thinking for a while, Qin Yi transferred his thinking to the present.

In fact, for more than a month, while trying to refine the emperor's liquid, they also kept an eye on all the movements in the third floor of the God and devil cemetery through Lingwu.

Now, the third floor of the God and devil cemetery has been completely boiling, and there are two reasons for this boiling situation.

First, the old problem is that the "dark night" when public households let go is still carrying out assassination and plundering activities here. While blaming Qin Yi, they can also obtain a large number of cultivation resources and kill two birds with one stone.

Don't forget, gonghusong is also a man of great talent. He wants to use the "dark night" and finally cover the sky with one hand on the third floor to become the master of the generation.

Second, a new problem arises now, that is, I don't know who sent the news. There is a holy refining pool in the north of the third floor.

The source of the holy refining pool is said to be a place where a strong cultivator who was trapped here quenched his body with imperial liquid in the distant past.

It is inconceivable how rich the imperial liquid existed here before endless years. It can quench the body.

Quenching body, what's that concept?

The popular point is to liquefy the emperor's liquid, then jump in and bathe, so that the body can absorb its essence.

To be able to take a bath, how much liquid does it need? It's totally conceivable.

Even though the holy refining pool has been used for endless years, even if there is only the residual imperial liquid, the quantity is absolutely amazing.

Just like this, the third layer of cultivators were completely crazy about the holy refining pool.

However, there is a problem that people only know that the holy refining pool exists in the north of the third floor, but they can't know exactly where it is.

"Holy refining pool..."

Touching his chin, Qin Yi's eyes showed strong expectations and muttered to himself: "if the mantis catches the cicada and the Yellow finch is behind, what a wonderful thing it would be to have an extremely clever means to become a super big yellow finch..."

"So, what must be done to become a super yellow finch?"

Qin Yi could not help but frown and think hard.

Obviously, with the current information, even Nalan Qiushui may not be able to come up with a good plan to firmly control the whole situation.

There is too little information. At present, we only know that there is a holy refining pool in the north. Many practitioners are crazy about it, that's all.

He shook his head and threw away the chaotic thoughts. Qin Yi ignored the matter for the time being. Nalan Qiushui couldn't make the layout, and Qin Yi disdained to say more.

The palm of his hand, a three inch high blood colored tower, appeared in the palm of his hand.

Because the seal code on the first floor has been deciphered, the first floor of this small blood tower is haunted with a faint blood mist all day.

Now, as long as he instills Xuanqi into the small blood tower and urges it, the body of the blood monk will immediately rush out of the first floor and meditate in the air on the blood tower.

A string of mysterious golden seal runes surrounded the little blood tower.

After calming down, Qin Yi urged his left hand and began to decipher the seal code on the second layer.

Obviously, it's not enough to have the corpse of the blood monk on the second floor. There are too many top experts here. Only by taking the corpse of qingyangzi on the second floor can we win completely on the second floor.

The seal codes on the second layer of "ten hell" are all reflected in Qin Yi's mind. Qin Yi is absorbed and carefully arranged according to the meaning of each rune.

Yan Meiniang, Yan Zhuxin and Xia Jiuyou are still refining the emperor's liquid silently.

……

Gonghusong, wearing a silver robe, still stood quietly on the previous mountain that pointed straight to the sky. The whole person was completely compatible with heaven and earth and stood out a kind of loneliness.

At a certain moment, the ghost of rickety figure generally appeared in front of Gonghu song and respectfully said, "I've seen Gonghu adults."

"Yes."

Gonghu song gently nodded his head: "obviously, this' dark night 'operation was very successful. I went out a few days ago and found that the cultivators on the third floor would gnash their teeth as soon as they heard the name' Qin Yi '. They would like to hurt their bones and raise their ashes. I am very satisfied with this effect. I am sure that Qin Yi will be unable to move in the third floor in the future, As long as he shows up, he will be broken to pieces. "

"Just be satisfied with Gonghu adults."

The ghost said happily and respectfully, "this time, Qin Yi will die."

"All the people that gonghusong wants to kill will die. There is no doubt that the second situation will happen."

Gonghusong said slowly. There was a little arrogance on his handsome face.

Who is he? Whether it is strength or strategy, it is superior. When it is still on the second floor of the God and devil cemetery, it is the master there.

It is not much more difficult for such a giant to kill a young generation like Qin Yi than to crush an ant.

Now, he only makes a small plan, which makes Qin Yi fall into an irreparable place on the third floor of the God and devil cemetery!

"That's right. If the male household is just a wine bag, our brothers in the dark night will not follow."

Ghost said, that's the truth.

If the public household is loose and has no talent and strength, I'm afraid it will be destroyed by the people of the "dark night", let alone follow.

"Don't talk about these meaningless topics."

Gonghu Song said faintly, "tell me, how many cultivation resources have been plundered so far?"

"A total of 1321 drops were obtained."

The ghost told the truth.

When plundering the imperial liquid, the members of the "dark night" were basically present, and it was impossible to swallow it alone.

If anyone really dares to swallow it alone, once it is found out, it is obvious that he will receive the punishment of being hit, the body will be broken, and the soul will be extracted and melted into a weapon, which will become a part of a weapon forever.