The graceful shadow's body stagnated, penetrated the space, and the wind blade with the dark space crack did not break the miraculous body armor, but the strong vibration force made the shadow's body stagnate, and a mouth of blood overflowed from her delicate red lips, making her beauty white in an instant.

As soon as the beautiful shadow's body stagnated, Rao Enhe didn't hesitate. In the dark gem like eyes, the fine awn came out, the white wrist bent and shook, and in the slender Jade's hand, a total of nine lights were drawn out like a meteor, and then fell in the nine directions of the surrounding sky.

With the nine streamers left, the whole space suddenly shook and trembled. Then the wind blade like blocking the sky and the sun cut through the space crack and came to the beautiful woman, but it was strangely faded.

When the space stopped shaking, everything disappeared and the dark space became bright.

Then we can see clearly that in this space, there is a huge canyon. In the center of the huge Canyon, there is a seven color Guqin directly hovering in the air. The Guqin is shining, and a vast wave of soul pervades the air. There is no doubt that it is at least an ancient heavenly soul. From the perspective of breath, Even the breath is much stronger than that of ordinary ancient heaven level soul tools.

This beautiful shadow also clearly appeared in the canyon, wearing blue and white ancient armor and outlining a graceful figure, which is enough to make anyone daydream. In the ancient armor, only a delicate pale face and black gem eyes were exposed, looking at the colorful Guqin suspended in the air in front of him in surprise.

The beautiful woman is as like as two peas. If Yang Guo and Lu Xintong are there, they will be surprised. At this time, the armor of purple smoke and the armor of two people in heaven and earth tower are exactly the same.

"Tianhong Dementor Qin, the most powerful artifact in Tiandi Pavilion, is the thing that the first generation of predecessors of Tiandi Pavilion brought into Tianzhong tomb in ancient times. How could it appear in the canyon." Ziyan meimou looked at the colorful ancient Qin suspended in the front air and immediately recognized the origin of the ancient Qin. According to the records in the pavilion, it is also the most powerful artifact in Tiandi Pavilion. It is said that, Even beyond the level of artifact.

At this time, Ziyan suddenly turned back. In the distance behind him, I don't know when, there was a dry and thin figure. He looked like a man in his 60s, with long pointed monkey cheeks and a wide linen robe, just like a Taoist robe, and his thin body seemed much thinner.

From the smell of the old man in hemp clothes, the soul fluctuated and spread faintly, which proved that he was the spirit emperor and his strength level was not low. At the moment, the old man in hemp clothes, with greedy eyes, was staring at the colorful Guqin suspended in the front air.

Hearing Ziyan's words, the old man in hemp clothes looked at Ziyan and looked at his beautiful face like glass and his temperament like a relegated immortal. The old man in hemp clothes immediately felt like he had lost his soul.

"Extraordinary artifact, extraordinary soul armor, it seems that I'm lucky today."

In the small eyes of the old man in sackcloth, an undisguised dirty look glanced at Ziyan's convex body. It was obvious that while looking at the extraordinary armor on Ziyan's body, the most important thing was to look at Ziyan's convex and exquisite body.

"Are you a spirit demon?" Ziyan looked at the old man in hemp clothes and was watched by such dirty eyes. Ziyan was uncomfortable. He peeped into the thin old man's breath. On his pale delicate face, his beautiful eyes were dignified.

"Hei hei, I didn't expect that you, the saint of Tiandi Pavilion, still have some eyesight and can recognize the master." the old man in sackcloth smiled, his thin face and naked greedy eyes looked scary, saying: "Well, for your sake, as long as you serve me well once, I'll spare your life. How about giving you the Guqin artifact?"

"Master Lingmo, remember that you are also the Tianji elder of the outer Pavilion of Tiandi Pavilion. If you dare to disrespect me, my Tiandi Pavilion will definitely make you die ugly." Ziyan's eyes are pure and dignified, inviolable.

"The saint of Tiandi Pavilion is really holy and inviolable."

Looking at Ziyan, the old man in sackcloth was stunned, and then became more and more dirty. He smiled and said: "Do you think it's in the outside world? If it's in the outside world, I really don't dare to move you. It's a pity that this is a Tianzhong. All emperors have never entered or left. This is the disaster of the emperor. At this time, I'm not afraid of anyone, and Tiandi Pavilion is no exception. Now I just want to enjoy the taste of the saint of Tiandi Pavilion, and I won't regret if I die."

Master Lingmo's greedy eyes scanned Ziyan's body. The emperor summoned him. There was no going in or out. The emperor was doomed. It has been so since ancient times. At this time, master Lingmo won't worry about Tiandi Pavilion. If he can get the saint of Tiandi Pavilion, he can earn it.

Ziyan looked at the evil eyes of master Lingmo and instinctively stepped back a few steps. As the saint of Tiandi Pavilion, she naturally knows something about the terrible scattered cultivation of master Lingmo. From the data of Tiandi Pavilion, this person has not appeared openly for tens of thousands of years, and even may fall. As for whether he has appeared in the dark, no one knows.

This man is naturally filthy and lustful. He has many female disciples of the mountain gate and has been surrounded and suppressed by many powerful Mountain Gate men before.

It's just that the spirit demon master's strength is too strong, and it's not easy to kill him. Many Mountain Gate strongmen just hurt him hard, so he can't hide. Finally, all the mountain gates can only leave it alone.

If in the outside world, Ziyan is confident that the spirit demon is absolutely afraid to be disrespectful to himself. Only in the Tianzhong, Ziyan still knows that many emperors have no scruples. Anyway, they have no entry or exit.

In Tianzhong, those who worry about the scattered repair of the mountain gates and royal families will never worry about other things and forces of all ethnic groups as long as they have enough strength. Anyway, they have no access or exit. They don't know what they will do in the end. In this state, who will worry about what, just want to be better day by day.

"Are you afraid of me? Don't be afraid. I'll hurt you well."

Seeing Ziyan back a few steps, the spirit demon master smiled more and more evil, approached Ziyan slowly, and his eyes fell on the holy and dignified woman, as if to see through the armor directly. The convex body was as smooth as jade compared with the skin.

"Master Lingmo, do you think you can get a bargain in my hands!" Ziyan stepped back and saw that master Lingmo bullied, but stopped. His breath was released, his eyes were cold, and he became more and more clear and holy.

"The saints of Tiandi pavilion are naturally extraordinary, but you seem to be injured now. In addition, your level of strength is too low. You can definitely compete with me."

Master Lingmo's eyes fell on Ziyan's pale face and a wisp of blood at the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he had a plan in mind and didn't take Ziyan too seriously at all.

Looking at the holy and pure woman in front of him, he couldn't help the evil fire rising in his heart. He had relationships with countless women, among whom there were no beautiful people, but he had never touched the red and pure and holy woman. In this day's tomb, there was a beautiful woman in front of him, which was more tempting to him than any artifact.

The evil eyes of the master of the spirit and devil made the purple smoke blush and filled with anger in his heart. On his beautiful face, the cold in his dark gem like eyes wiped off, and his spiritual power surged suddenly, touching the energy of heaven and earth, and a vast breath rushed into the sky.

At the same time, a majestic psychic storm was shrouded in the surrounding sky with the purple smoke and charming body as the center. The jade hand was waved, and a jade flute appeared in the hand. The streamer lingered, with the shadow of birds and animals portrayed in it.

The purple smoke blows across the flute, and the jade flute sounds like a crack through the clouds. The flute sounds melodious and loud. It is like weeping manna, but also sad and affectionate, such as drinking nectar, such as complaining, such as admiring, such as crying, desolate and distant, overlapping and continuous.

The sound of the flute reverberated with terrible soul attacks. Suddenly, it suddenly rushed to the master of the spirit devil, causing the ripples to surge violently and spread from all directions. Under the majestic soul power, the repressed space became heavy. This soul attack directly wrapped the master of the spirit devil and attacked him fiercely.

"What a powerful soul attack. Unfortunately, as a spiritual person, my cultivation is much stronger than you. Your soul attack is not enough to help me."

Facing the soul attack of Ziyan, the spirit demon master's breath was released, and the cultivation strength of the triple spirit emperor's peak level was revealed. He waved a light curtain in front of him. Although the vast soul attack was strong, he could not do anything about the spirit demon master at this time. This thin figure could not be shaken in the soul storm at this time.

The purple smoke beautiful eyes were dignified again, and the eyes sank, and the magnificent soul force surged from its body. The flute sound in the jade flute changed, and a light jumped out from the jade flute in his hand, carrying a magnificent soul breath and turning into a huge and strange purple peacock virtual shadow in the air.

In the next moment, the purple peacock opened its screen, and its huge tail covered the space, just like a living creature. Its wings vibrated, with the sound of wind and thunder, like a meteor and meteor, and ruthlessly shrouded the demon master.

"She is worthy of being the saint of Tiandi Pavilion. She really has some skills, but it's not enough." master Lingmo's eyes sank, and suddenly a strange nine ring broadsword appeared in his hand. The secret patterns lingered, and one knife directly cleaved on the huge purple peacock virtual shadow.