The River Styx is wide and wide.

July 15th

‘The Gate of the Underworld opens once every five hundred years, on the occasion of the Ghost Festival on July 15th, and the place where the Styx Boundary is located is the"underworld" of the previous era. It is a broken world, and it is said that it has the destiny to become an immortal. Law.

Within this.

It opens every five hundred years and lasts for three days. It will be automatically teleported out after three days. It depends on luck.

Somewhere in the River Styx. here.

The ground was covered with withered bones, and countless bones were piled together in a dense pile. Some of the withered bones had an extremely terrifying aura, which made them look terrifying. Ning Xue looked at the withered bones all over the ground, and her heart went crazy.

These corpses must have been strong men during their lifetime!

"Patriarch, is there really bone grass in this place?"

Ning Xue asked doubtfully.

Beside her, a figure that could not be seen by others suddenly appeared. Ruan Ling'er shook his head and said:"It is said that the bone grass grows in the corpse forest. It only happens once in a thousand years. Now it is not the same. Just try your luck."

A flash of light flashed across her eyes.

The living bone grass is naturally good. If it is not available, the all-purpose star grass can be used instead, but the effect will be worse. They just happened to meet each other during this trip, so they came in to take a look. At the same time, in a valley,

Qing'e was combing her hair in braids, looking around with confusion in her big clear eyes. She had always had the attribute of being a road idiot, so she would never get lost in a sect, but Bai Yunzi Neither Qin Mo nor he knows

"Here, where?"

"Well..."

"It should be this way. It seems that I haven’t gone through it before. Well, I definitely haven’t."

"Qing'e is not a road fool."

The little girl muttered to herself, her eyes gradually became firm.

"Hey, what is that?"

Qing'e's eyes lit up.

She took a closer look.

It was a small pale golden clock, the size of a palm. There were many strange patterns and runes carved on the surface of the clock, as if the aura of gods and demons were manifested. Qing'e couldn't understand it. The runes on the top, but she knew that this little bell was extraordinary.

"Grandpa will definitely like it."

Qing'e picked up the small clock.

A ray of glow suddenly appeared.

At this moment.

A figure appeared here in an instant. It was an old man in gray with a gloomy expression. He had a grimace and the corners of his mouth drooped. If he was proficient The monks who are good at fortune-telling will definitely know that in the eyes of physiognomy, the old man in gray clothes is either short-lived or has met with misfortune, but it is really strange that he is in the stage of infant transformation and still lives so long.

The old man in gray clothes is seeing When Qing'e held the golden clock with a faint glow in her hand, greed flashed in her eyes.

Look at Qing'e again.

During the Qi refining period?

The old man in gray clothes looked at Qing'e with a stern look on his face, and said in an indifferent tone:"Little girl, Give me the little clock in your hand. I remember that you are still young, so I can show mercy and spare your life."

On his body, a very strong aura pressed towards Qing'e, the infant transformation stage!

In the world of cultivation, the weak and the strong prey on each other, and killing and seizing treasures is common.

"don't want"

"This is the gift Qing'e wants to give to the ancestor."

Qing'e hugged Xiao Zhong and shook her head.

Facing the aura of the old man in gray, Qing'e's eyes were clear, as if she didn't feel anything at all.

"Don't grab it, I'm so fierce!"

Qing'e bared her teeth.

So fierce!

In front of her master and ancestor, Qing'e was a well-behaved and quiet girl. But in front of people she didn't know, she let herself go. She was a little devil with two personalities.

"hehe."

For Qing'e's demonstration, the old man in gray clothes expressed disdain, but he was only in the Qi refining stage, and he was not the 'White Sword Immortal' who suppressed countless geniuses with his Qi refining stage in the past.

He was a strong man in the infant transformation stage, so what should he fear? ?

The ashes will be scattered.

"snort! In this case, don't blame me for being cruel."

The gray-clothed old man snorted coldly.

The true energy was rising majestically, and he was about to take action!

At this time,

Qing'e took out a palm-sized flying sword and sacrificed it directly without thinking.

‘call out! Before the old man in gray could take action

, a horrifying and terrifying sword energy slashed towards him. The sword energy at the peak of the Mahayana stage carried an extremely strong pressure.

A moment.

Before the gray-clothed old man had time to react, the sword energy instantly penetrated his body and chopped it into dust. The sword energy continued unabated and blasted several hills behind him.

The old man in gray clothes never thought that he would capsize in the sewer and die in the hands of a little girl in the Qi refining stage, who contained the peak power of the Mahayana stage and slashed with momentum....This little girl has a powerful background. Who is behind her? etc!

I hadn't noticed before that she was wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Daoist Sect. Could it be that she was a disciple of the legendary freak from the Daoist Sect? The old man in gray regretted it extremely. If he was given another chance, he would definitely not be greedy anymore.

However there is no if.

Time will not go back either.

The successive explosions in the valley here attracted the attention of the monks.

However.

Under the pressure of the momentum that was infinitely approaching the stage of transcending the tribulation, no one dared to move.

Qing'e didn't know this.

She placed the small clock in the mustard seed space bag given to her by her master and wrinkled her nose slightly.

"I’ve said it all, I’m super fierce!"

Self-defense treasure...

There are many more in her

"Well, where are we going now? This way."

Qing'e changed direction........ the other side.

Ning Xue walked out of a dense area of ​​bones and whispered,"Sure enough, there isn't one."

"Um."

Ruan Ling'er's illusory figure nodded.

At this time, they saw a little girl about eleven or twelve years old walking around wearing a Taoist disciple's robe.

"Little girl, are you lost?"

Ning Xue stepped forward

"No."

Qing'e replied subconsciously.

"Then I'm leaving"

"That, wait, okay, I'm lost."

Qing'e said

"Pfft."

Ning Xue smiled softly. This little girl is really interesting. But she didn't know if she knew Senior Qin Mo. A white-haired figure appeared in her mind involuntarily. Oh, Ning Xue, what are you thinking about? Ning Xue thought to herself As she stood there, a blush disappeared in a flash on her beautiful face......... ps: The third update, please subscribe and vote monthly! Thanks to 'Cute General' for your monthly votes and reward support! Thanks to 'Dao·Chengkong' for your huge reward support!

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