Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 753 Traps

"Who are you?"

Qin Sirong was tightly bound by several pitch-black chains, not only the mana of the golden elixir was fixed, but even the thoughts of the soul became sluggish.

There are four ghosts on his body, each of which is a top ghost general, comparable to a top Jindan master.

They were expressionless, holding chains, splints, and shackles, pulling Qin Sirong away and flying away without making a sound on the way.

"Do you know who my master is?"

Qin Sirong didn't give up struggling, but her mana was bound and she couldn't exert any strength, so she could only use her words:

"My master is Mo Qiu, the Taoist master of Quanzhen Taoism. You, King Lu's guest, have killed several mid-level ghost kings before."

"Master's magic power is profound, and his methods are unpredictable. He will definitely find you."

"By the time……"

"None of you can escape!"

"Girl, stop talking nonsense." A ghost seemed impatient with her clamor, and snorted coldly:

"Your master's name, we naturally know it, but this time, don't say it's your master, even if King Lu comes, you will not escape."

"..."

Qin Sirong's face darkened.

She could hear the confidence in the other party's words.

Being able to dispatch many ghost kings and ghost generals to encircle and suppress Quanzhen Dao disciples, these ghosts obviously have extraordinary origins. Is there really nothing to be afraid of?

Many thoughts, with the passage of time, eventually turned into unwillingness and despair.

She doesn't want to die yet.

"arrive!"

A hoarse voice brought Qin Sirong back to his senses.

Looking at it at a glance, this place should be in the middle of a basin, and there are will-o'-the-wisps shaking below, and two phantoms are the most eye-catching.

Her eyes blinked, and her eyes fell on one of the illusory ghosts.

Although the ghost had covered it up and never revealed its true face, she had a vague feeling that the ghost should be recognized by herself.

"who is it?"

"Past life body."

With his hands behind his back, Wang Huang looked at Qin Sirong who was pressing close to him, with joy in his eyes:

"Sure enough, the saintess is really lucky, and the holy master is so blessed that even such a miracle can happen."

People and ghosts reincarnated in the third life are extremely rare, let alone find the physical body before reincarnation.

It is no exaggeration to say that there is no one in ten thousand years.

After the sound fell, he nodded slightly:

"With the physical body of the previous life, the Holy Maiden's altar skills of the third life and the treasure of the divine fetus can be greatly improved. Not to mention multiplying her skills, she can also save hundreds of years of hard work."

"So, the Lord's Avenue can be expected!"

Saving hundreds of years of penance, the cultivation base of the saint should not be much different from the needs of the Holy Master.

saint?

Physical body in previous life?

Qin Sirong's eyes flickered, and she suddenly looked at the familiar ghost in the field, her eyes were full of disbelief and shock.

is her!

"It's all thanks to the protection of the Holy Lord." Qin Qingrong waved his hand to remove the cover on his body, revealing his true face, gently shook his head towards Qin Sirong, and raised his hand to restrain her when she was about to shout:

"Later, I will bother the Palace Master to protect the Dharma."

"No problem." Wang Huang waved his hand:

"The saint only needs to refine this body, and leave the rest to Wang."

"Yes." Qin Qingrong nodded:

"However, the Quanzhen Daoist should not beg for it, and it seems difficult to deal with."

"It's okay!" Wang Huang narrowed his eyes:

"The one surnamed Mo will have to deal with it sooner or later. If he endures this time, let him live a few more days. If the old man is not angry enough, I will send him on the road first."

"Hmm." Qin Qingrong's face remained unchanged, as cold and indifferent as ever:

"Then there is work."

As she spoke, she lightly waved her long sleeves, rolled up Qin Sirong and landed on the altar that had been prepared in the field, making preparations meticulously.

Qin Sirong couldn't move her body, couldn't speak, only a pair of beautiful eyes stared angrily at her movements.

Anger, grief, resentment, grievance...

Many emotions are intertwined.

She didn't want to believe that the most trustworthy person of her master would treat her like this. Could it be that everything was an illusion?

Since it is fake...

Isn't the master kept in the dark by her?

Bitch!

Despicable and shameless!

Her eyes glared angrily, and her heart was unwilling to be angry. If sight could kill someone, Qin Qingrong would have died countless times already.

"Ah……"

After tidying up the altar, Qin Qingrong turned around and looked at him, the corners of her mouth curled up, and a faint smile appeared on her cold cheeks:

"You seem to have a problem with me?"

"But that's okay."

She shook her head, crossed her legs and did a good job:

"It won't be long before it's all over."

"good."

Not far away, Wang Huang nodded:

"When the saint refines you, then you will become one, it's not an exaggeration to say that you are one, girl, this will be your honor."

Qin Qingrong smiled without saying a word. Facing Qin Sirong who opened her eyes angrily, she flexed her fingers and tapped a streak of light, which quietly entered her body.

The halo entered the body, the breath was cold, and it just turned around, and it sank into the dantian without any hindrance.

The dead body trembled slightly.

The two women belonged to one body, and the golden core in his body was restrained, so Qin Sirong could only watch helplessly as the other party invaded his own golden core.

It's like taking away something that belongs to you little by little.

A deep sense of loss came to mind.

No!

Roaring unwillingly, he replied in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Om..."

suddenly.

A mysterious light appeared between Qin Sirong's eyebrows, and the halo instantly enveloped her body, and then the void began to twist.

It was as if an invisible passage had appeared behind her, pulling her away into the distance.

"Void Teleportation?"

Qin Qingrong was taken aback for a moment, but she was casting a spell to refine the inner alchemy, and there was no time to stop it, so she could only watch Qin Sirong's figure fade away.

"Want to escape?"

Wang Huang snorted, and the ghost suddenly appeared in front of Qin Sirong.

In order not to destroy the dharma altar, he tried his best to suppress his aura, and pressed it with one hand, so wonderfully that Hao Dian held the dharma of moving the void.

"Saint, hurry up, I'll stop her!"

"yes!"

Qin Qingrong nodded, her face froze, she knuckles, and a flash of sword light quietly emerged.

Three lives in rotation!

The light of the sword is like a wheel, sharp and mysterious, piercing Qin Sirong's forehead and eyebrows at a speed that ignores the distance between time and space.

With Jian Guang together, Qin Sirong froze.

The whole person was completely bewildered by the sword light, and there was no trace of energy that could penetrate the sky.

Don't say that she is restrained now, even if she is intact, she can only be caught without any resistance in the face of this sword.

Wang Huang couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

This saint is really extraordinary. Although she has not practiced for a long time, her magic power is not weak at all, and even the sword formula is so exquisite.

As expected of being chosen by the Holy Lord...

wrong!

He opened his eyes suddenly, but it was too late.

"puff!"

The moment before the endlessly rotating sword light touched Qin Sirong, it suddenly folded and penetrated into Wang Huang's heart at a faster speed.

The three mysterious forces collided suddenly, and then exploded.

"boom……"

Dazzling light emerged from Wang Huang's body, and the terrifying power almost tore his ghost body apart on the spot.

"ah!"

Amidst the screams of fright and anger, a violent force surged out, and the two women who were close at hand bore the brunt of it and were hit by it.

"careful!"

Qin Qingrong scolded coquettishly, and with a flash of sword light on her fingertips, she wrapped Qin Sirong first, then herself, and retreated violently.

Being in the air, I couldn't help but feel a sweetness in my throat, and rolled and flew out.

what happened?

what happened?

Qin Sirong was stunned, she was still confused by the sword light, and then realized that the situation had changed drastically, Qin Qingrong suddenly attacked the defenseless Wang Huang.

It was a sword that almost cut off the opponent's ghost body.

"boom!"

"Om..."

at the same time.

An aura of terror emerges from the surroundings.

Mo Qiu, Yong Xuetian Ghost, Horse Face Ghost King, Fengling Fairy...

Show up one by one.