Nine Cents Refining

Killing the mortal, murdering the punishment, and stealing the crime.

Twelve vermilion large white halo characters floating permanently over the island of Wanshou, no matter which angle you can see clearly

Sun Hao did not control how the law enforcement hall carried out his own will, and did not know that his three chapters of the law had finally become the "iron" of the mainland monks.

The soul of the island stayed less than half a month, and the Grand Master of the ceremonies had already sent a message, and the first transmission array was repaired.

Sun Hao’s reluctant sister Wang Qiong, who told her sisters that she admired her, rushed to the transfer point with her own companions.

This is a long distance transmission array.

However, Sun Hao at this time was no longer the founding monk who was sent to the island of the Soul.

After a little dizziness, once again, the pedestrians have already had a strange space.

The space is very wide and wide, with a view of the border, there is no sun in the air, but it is not dark, just like the cloudy day of the mainland.

The vegetation is dense, lushly growing low ferns, and the plants have large pages like the same handle stiletto.

In the vast space, the sky does not know how high, the sky is gray, and the gray clouds are floating.

Zhu Ling and Wang Yuan looked around curiously. Zhang Wenmin watched the surrounding calmly. Only Zhu Pang, shouting loudly, shouted: "What is this ghost place? It feels sullen!"

Sun Hao said with a smile: "Xiao Pang, you really haven't said anything wrong. This is a ghost place. You can see ghosts in a moment. However, to tell the truth, the ghost here is very rare and can help practice. The special source of the soul, if you need it, you can choose to try one."

Zhang Wenmin, who has rarely spoken and has been very steady, said: "The ghost is indeed a rare source of soul. However, for us, if there is no such thing as a ghost, it will not help much."

Zhu Pang’s forehead slammed his forehead and looked like a speechlessly: “I said Wen Minge, don’t you know, Xiaohao’s shot is absolutely the best? If he makes us, I’m guessing, he’s there. The way to find us the best goods."

Zhu Lingbai took a look at his younger brother: "It is not easy to generate ghosts. In the thousands of ghosts, there are occasional ghosts and souls that become the next spirits. In the thousands of products, there are occasional opportunities to become Chinese products, and so on. Do you think that the best spirit is Chinese cabbage?"

Zhu Pang again screamed and said: "Sister, you and Wenmin did not find a suitable second soul source. With Xiaohao's personality, I bet he has absolutely the way to give you only the best spirits." Come out, I am not talking about it, Xiaohaoge? Don’t say to my oldest sister, it’s just the top quality!”

Sun Hao smiled and smiled in the sky in the air: "In any case, we need time to hurry. As long as you catch enough ghosts, I have the means to give you the best. Not only Long Leg Ling and Wen Min, you and Er Mao, There are also copies."

Zhu Pang stunned, haha ​​laughed: "I will say it, I will say it, I really expect things like God, God operator, when Kang Zhupeng, ah, spirits, you Grandpa Zhu, I am coming... ..."

Sun Hao’s promise not only makes Zhu Pang’s enthusiasm, but even Zhu Ling and Wang Yuan are busy and enthusiastic.

What is most important for a monk to practice is naturally to cultivate.

Anything that can improve the speed of cultivation is definitely a good thing.

After a supernatural ghost, it is equivalent to having one more person to practice. Such a good thing cannot be missed.

Of course, Sun Hao did not forget the business of entering the ghost domain.

After quickly judging his position, he began to take the team to harvest the ghosts and quickly advance toward the extreme west of the ghost field.

Sun Hao does not know where the Pluto Temple is in the ghost domain, but Sun Hao has been to the nine ghosts.

Sun Hao also knows that the nine ghosts are the residences of the two dragons, and they are also inseparable from the temple.

The nine secluded ghost fields are located in the Shuyin Mountain.

The back yin mountain, pure yin and no yang mountain, this mountain is located in the west of the ghost field, the thorns are clustered with ghosts, and the stone cliff phosphorous ecstasy is the true portrayal of the back yin mountain.

Under the shade of the mountain, the ground has nine weights, also known as nine quiet.

On the shady hill, there is black water flowing out, and there are black birds, black snakes, black leopards and black tigers.

Under the leadership of Sun Hao, a group of five people flew for more than a month. After condensing two supernatural ghosts and handing them over to Zhu Ling and Zhang Wenmin, they came to the periphery of the Huyin Mountain. And black birds and black snakes and other ghosts.

The Shuyin Mountain is extremely dangerous. Even if it is Yuan Ying Zhen Jun, it is not suitable for flying directly inside.

Sun Hao landed with four companions and found the entrance to the Yinyin Mountain according to his own memory and began to advance into the inside.

Along the way, the powerful ghosts, the dark ghosts appeared in groups, and the more they went inside, the stronger the ghosts.

It’s been about a full ten days.

A few whipes burst out of the rock and silently, shooting Zhu Pang in the ranks.

Busy and messy, Zhu Pang is not easy, avoiding the rope, wow yelling, yelling: "His mother, meditation, Pang Ye knows that you, rely on, when you broke the rope, I don’t have the son of Kang’s teeth. Now, revenge is right, be careful that Laozi directly kills them..."

A strong man with a tiger head, with a smirk on his face, stood up from the stone, pretending to pretend, and shouted loudly: "Where are you, dare to marry me, I am impatient?"

Zhu Peng slammed his eyes: "Ming Sanjiu, be careful that Laozi picked your ghost nest."

Sun Hao shook his head and said, "Three-nine brothers, don't come innocent, Aquilaria comes here, but there is something big that you need to see the Dragon King as soon as possible. There is something to do."

In the midst of his own eyes, Chong Sunhao threw a few eyes: "I am responsible for the safety of the dragon, and now the ghost field is not quiet. Anyone is not allowed to go in and out, but a buns should be able to Solve the problem……"

When Zhu Pang used to fight alongside the three, he was relatively familiar. At this time, he had already rushed to the past. Without saying anything, he slammed into his face: "Come and come, I have a pair of meat buns, do you want to... ..."

Ming Sanjiu knows Sun Hao’s important things, but it’s no nonsense. He quickly goes to the Pluto Dragon Palace and screams in his mouth: “Well, you are a good person, you dare to hand your paws to Shenwei Sanjiu, I will fight with you. Three hundred rounds."

Zhu Pang wowed and chased him in.

Sun Hao raised his hand, and a meat buns that seemed to be hot were flying to the Ming Dynasty.

When he reached out and put the buns in his bag, he said aloud: "It’s still a refreshing, let’s go, there’s something I’m not sure about.”

As usual in the past, Sun Hao quickly followed the Ming Sanjiu into the depths of the nine deep abyss, the majestic and tall Dragon Palace.

Into the ancient behemoth staring at the palace, Sun Hao once again surged into the illusion of the beast.

Then, in the spacious hall, the fat old man on the dragon chair at the end of the ladder is the second dragon.

Unlike the last time I came to the Dragon Dragon Palace, this time, the two dragons came down personally and smiled at Sun Hao.

It is known that the Emperor Erlong who participated in the burial of the Tianxu Market is a monk of the mainland, and he is still on the top of himself.

Of course, the current Er Erlong has not yet got the information of the island of the Soul, and I don’t know that Sun Hao has actually become the head of the Xianling, otherwise it will be more surprising and enthusiastic.

After a little chilling, Sun Hao opened the door and said: "Dragon King ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Aquilaria, but there is one thing that is related to the fate of the mainland, and ask the Dragon King to help."

Ming Erlong said: "Agarwood, please say that if the two dragons can do it, it will never be unambiguous."

Sun Hao nodded, quickly and simply confessed the battlefield of the Soul of the Soul, focusing on the "four poles and four pillars" of the Mozu, and said his request: "Agarwood is entrusted by five minor monks, with The team calmed the mainland's catastrophe and repaired the four poles and four pillars of the mainland. The first stop was the ghost field of the undead predecessors who had a clear whim. They also asked the Dragon King to help each other. We worked together for the mainland to repair the western pillars of the mainland within the ghost domain."

On the face of the Dragon King, there was a strange look. After sinking for a moment, he said: "It’s not awkward, the poles of the mainland are very likely to be in the Yellow River, but because of the special constraints of the ghost town, the two dragons I am not suitable for intervening in the ghost field battle, may not help Aquilaria what is a big deal..."

Sun Hao gave a slight glimpse: "Dragon King, what is wrong with ghost town ghost town?"

The Dragon King smiled bitterly: "In the ghost field, five of the eight ghost towns, Qi Qi impeached the Temple of the Pluto, and initiated the orthodox battle. The ancestral training of my dragon family is easy to interfere, must remain neutral, now should It’s what happened after the undead ancestors sank into the Wanshou Mountain. They should know from some channel that the ancestors could not come back and start making troubles...”

Sun Hao’s heart is slightly stunned: “Dragon King, can you elaborate?” (To be continued.)

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