"Magic bone flower?"

The Mohist brothers and sisters were a little confused, but they had never heard of it.

Zhen Qianzhou was also puzzled. "I've seen the magic bone soul flower in the million elixir records. It's caused by the resentment of semi saints and even saints. Can it be..."

Zhen Qianzhou's pupil suddenly shrinks and looks deep.

"Yuan'er, have you read the million elixir records?" Luo Fu Xian looks at Zhen Qianzhou.

"Er..." Zhen Qianzhou expression a stiff, Shan Shan way: "not careful, not careful!"

One million elixir record is a treasure of Luo's pulse, which can only be read by practicing medicine.

"The point is not this, but the center of the flower sea. It's very likely that there are the bones of saints!" Zhen Qianzhou coughed lightly and his face was solemn.

Mohist brothers and sisters look at each other.

The body of a saint is covered by a jade court. In this mausoleum, it is easy to be strange.

"Jiuzhuan xuemuhua, also known as semi mixed Yuan medicine, originally grows in the flesh and blood of the strong and grows with its essence!" Luo Fu Xian said softly, "it's no surprise that there are saints here."

"Since Luozu marked here, it proves that there is no danger of death here!"

"Maybe there will be a crisis, but it won't fall!"

Luo Fu Xian looked at the Mohist brothers and sisters, "you two don't have to worry!"

Mo Yu and Mo Xuan can't help breathing out a breath. They were born in a big family, but they were only in the fifth class.

How can they be too dangerous for Gaodu?

But Qin Xuan didn't think so. He walked forward.

"Let's go!"

Luo Fu Xian saw Qin Xuan moving forward, and then slowly made a sound.

They walked a thousand miles further, and there was a thick and dark fog over the sky.

"Be careful!"

Zhen Qianzhou is closely guarding Luo Fuxian. His expression is dignified.

There is a ghost in the heart.

Suddenly, in front of the crowd, a graceful white shadow appeared and disappeared in a flash.

"What's that?"

Zhen Qianzhou and others were all startled.

"It's just complaining about the soul. Some creatures fell into the sea of soul grabbing flowers, attracted by this place, and gathered here."

Qin Xuan light mouth, glanced at four people one eye, as if for them a surprised a suddenly dissatisfied.

"Blame the soul!? Is it not reincarnation? "

Zhen Qianzhou looked blankly at the still dark fog and asked involuntarily.

"It's hard to bury the emperor's mausoleum in reincarnation. You can be regarded as a saint. Even if you pass on the female to the male, you won't be short-sighted to such a degree!" Qin Xuan negative hand but line, "this insight, can live in burying emperor mausoleum, also be regarded as atmosphere luck!"

"Hello, Qin Changqing, are you insulting me?"

"How dare you insult me!"

"Son of a bitch!"

Zhen Qianzhou reaction, immediately eyebrow inverted vertical, face is not good.

At this time, Qin Xuan is a faint smile, "careful behind!"

One side of the Mohist brothers and sisters, pale, far away from Zhen Qianzhou, pointed to Zhen Qianzhou and said: "Zhen Yuan, on your back..."

Zhen Qianzhou was stunned. She turned her head. In a flash, a pale woman appeared in front of her. Her eyes were empty, as if they had lost their eyes. On her face, she was even more rotten and hideous to the extreme.

"Ah

The shrill scream rang out, the immortal yuan in Zhen Qianzhou's body burst up, and the five big Luo Xianbao in his hand emerged.

"Who's the ghost, dare to intimidate me!"

He blasted the small seal in his hand behind him, only to pass through the pale figure without any damage.

That resentment soul sees shape, seem to be grinning, quietly close to Zhen Qianzhou's body.

"You..."

This time, Zhen Qianzhou's pupils suddenly shrank, until the resentment soul directly passed through Zhen Qianzhou's head.

Zhen Qianzhou only felt a chill passing through his body, and his pores were full of cold.

Luo Fu Xian's face changed slightly, looking at the soul that lingered in the air for several times and finally disappeared in the dark fog.

"Sister, am I ok?"

All of a sudden, Zhen Qianzhou felt that his whole body was stiff. As a great Luo Jinxian, he didn't care about ghosts, but he had never seen anything so strange. Even Xianbao didn't hurt the soul.

Luo Fu Xian looked at Zhen Qianzhou's pale face and the handprint on his shoulder. There was also a sense of panic in his pupil.

"Mr. Qin, this..."

Qin Xuan has already stepped forward, light way: "Hunyuan's remaining soul is just, it is still good, won't hurt Zhen Qianzhou!"

"Look at her, she seems to like him!"

Then Qin Xuan went forward.

Luo Fuxian's face changed, and Zhen Qianzhou's face turned pale and his lips trembled.Like him?

"Female ghost immortal Zun, although I'm talented and young, I'm not worthy of immortal Zun. I'd better find someone else." Zhen Qianzhou's voice trembled and he opened his mouth.

Mohist brothers and sisters are all pale at this moment.

Luo Fu Xian took a deep breath, "yuan'er, don't talk nonsense. Master Qin is just teasing you!"

"Let's go!"

She stepped again and followed Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan is in front, the corner of the mouth does not place or not smile.

A group of little guys who have never entered the reincarnation underworld can fight with Xiannian and fight to death with the immortal beast. But in the face of this, they have no lethality, and most of them are so frightened.

"Tease!" Zhen Qianzhou slowly calms his mind, gritting his teeth and looking at Qin Xuan.

"Good boy, how dare you scare me?"

He was furious, and at that moment his expression froze.

Behind Qin Xuan, an old man grows some vines, which appear behind Qin Xuan.

Luo Fu Xian, Mo Yu and Mo Xuan all stop at this moment.

The old man's hands are slowly exploring to Qin Xuan. Suddenly, a touch of light thunder has burst up, condensing behind Qin Xuan.

"If you don't want to die, go away!"

Qin Xuantou also did not return, light way: "not who, are you can provoke!"

The power of punishing immortals turns into a small sword, which appears behind Qin Xuan. The old man's soul stagnates, and finally dissipates into a fog.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm and he went on.

Luo Fu Xian and others look at each other, and finally with a trace of fear, follow Qin Xuan and go forward.

About four thousand seven hundred Li, along the way, people saw a lot of complaining spirits. Some of them were frightening, but some of them lingered around Qin Xuan and others, never close to them.

After the initial panic, they got used to it. They were just a little more cautious. Even Zhen Qianzhou was about to cry now.

"Female ghost immortal Zun, please forgive me!"

Zhen Qianzhou looks at the ghost on his shoulder. He doesn't know when it will appear again.

Female ghost seems to grin, empty eyes see nothing else.

At this time, Qin Xuan stopped.

"The front, should be nine turn blood wood flower place?"

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, looking forward. There was a storm in front of him. There was a dark red whirlpool in the sky, and ghosts shuttled from time to time.

Ghosts, I don't know how many, gather together, hover and turn into storms, connecting the swirls in the sky and the ground. From time to time, there are dark red thunder flashes in the soul.

It seems that this place is no longer a mausoleum, but

The underworld!

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