Qin Dynasty snare people

"Wow~"

Little Pixiu landed smoothly, his limbs stepped on the ice, his head held high, and he spat out fire as if disdainfully. His big black eyes glanced at Xiao Li and Luo Yan, who were hugging each other on their backs. He waved twice, just like a human moving his shoulders.

Luo Yan looked at Donghuang Taiyi who had turned into charcoal, and there was no trace of joy in his heart.

Perhaps it was because he had too little contact with Donghuang Taiyi. In fact, without Canglong Qisu, there would be no conflict between Luo Yan and Donghuang Taiyi. In a sense, the Yin and Yang family where Donghuang Taiyi lived was still his wife's natal family.

Maybe Donghuang Taiyi should be given a decent funeral... Luo Yan looked at the scorched earth in front of him and had an idea in his mind.

He is not a heartless person after all.

According to the tradition of the descendants of Yan and Huang, the dead are the most important.

Thinking of this, Luo Yan planned to come down and collect the ashes of Donghuang Taiyi.

at this time.

Xiao Li suddenly said, "This is not his true body."

"?!"

The moment Luo Yan heard this, he was startled. The hips he had just raised sat back on Xiao Pixiu's back again, and at the same time, the arms that were supposed to be loosened once again hugged Xiao Li's waist.

This is not because he deliberately takes advantage of Xiao Li, but at this time, it feels safer to hold Xiao Li tightly.

He Luo is more experienced in dealing with women, but he really has no experience in dealing with such inhuman ghosts.

Xiao Li did not resist Luo Yan's embrace. Although she was a little uncomfortable with something on Luo Yan's waist, right now, the ghost named Donghuang Taiyi was more important. What he did was inherently harmful to Tianhe. Such ghosts should not exist in the world.

"This is just a body he once used, with part of his soul remaining inside. It is not his true body."

A body can be so powerful? !

Luo Yan couldn't help but feel nervous when he thought of the previous scene where he couldn't take two moves at the opponent's hands. He seemed to have underestimated Donghuang Taiyi's ability. The opponent had lived for eight hundred years, and it was obvious that he could no longer use common sense to deduce it. He couldn't help but feel... He asked: "Can you find his true body?"

If the real body of Donghuang Taiyi cannot be found, it will be very disadvantageous for Luo Yan to alert the enemy now. He can't play cat and mouse game with the other party in the mirage.

Fortunately, Xiao Li did not disappoint Luo Yan.

"kindness."

Xiao Li nodded and responded, then directly threw the Chi You sword in his hand and let it leap out.

"Buzz~"

Chi You's sword escaped the control of Xiao Li's hand and suddenly seemed to come to life. A ferocious and bloodthirsty sword intent spread out. The blade trembled slightly, as if it was roaring to the sky. However, under Xiao Li's gaze, its... The ferocious sword intent quickly restrained itself, and it floated obediently in mid-air.

"Hey~"

After pausing for a moment in mid-air, Chi You's sword turned into a stream of light and broke through the ceiling above. It seemed that he had sensed the aura of Donghuang Taiyi.

"Xiao Xiu Xiu, let's go!"

Xiao Li patted the little Pixiu and signaled it to catch up.

The little Pixiu waved its wings and soared into the sky, surrounded by firelight. He glanced around and glanced at the ice-blocked intersection with disgust. The next moment, he rushed directly to where Chi Youjian left.

"Boom~"

Different from the movements of Chi You's sword, Little Pixiu perfectly interpreted what it means to demolish a house. With a shattering sound, the thick wooden board was directly knocked out of a large hole, and then the second floor... was demolished all the way upward.

Two words stand out: violence.

As several people left one after another, the entire Sakura Prison fell into an eerie silence, with only the ten thousand-year black ice exuding a cold chill.

The ten-thousand-year black ice formation that Mrs. Xiang was originally in also collapsed at this moment. She stood in the center of the ten-thousand-year black ice, staring at the big hole above with a pair of pitiful eyes. She was silent for a moment, and then chased after her. Go up.

…

"Shuush~"

Chi Youjian had already killed Huan at this moment. On the mirage, there were nearly a hundred attendants from the Yin and Yang family. Many of them had become the body of Donghuang Taiyi, and they had some aura of Donghuang Taiyi's soul.

"Ghosts are ghosts after all. If they survive in the world, they will devour the souls of others to replenish themselves. They should be killed!"

Xiao Li looked at all this, her expression became serious, and even her eyes were a little more awe-inspiring and cold than before. Obviously, everything Donghuang Taiyi did made her angry. As the incarnation of Jiutian Xuannv, I already have a good impression of life in this world, how could I tolerate Donghuang Taiyi's behavior?

No wonder Donghuang Taiyi doesn't regard himself as Jiang Ziya. Is he still Jiang Ziya now... When Luo Yan heard Xiao Li's words, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes.

Perhaps the current Donghuang Taiyi is just a ghost that has retained part of Jiang Ziya's memory. He has survived for eight hundred years and survived by occupying other people's bodies. How could his own soul not be affected at all by constantly changing bodies? Even if he finds They are some idiots or obsessive disciples, but something like the soul can be touched at will?

If you want to get something, you have to pay for it.

"Boom~"

Soon, the little Pixiu followed Chi Youjian and rushed through the top eaves. The bright sunshine shone down, the blue sky, and a few white clouds drifted leisurely. But the next moment, the harsh sound of gold and iron was heard in the ears. The sound, the violent collision caused the power of the surrounding heaven and earth to tremble.

"Wow~"

A dark blue sword energy more than ten meters long directly broke open a corner of the mirage, and several pavilions collapsed under the sword energy.

This familiar sword energy made Luo Yan's expression change slightly, which seemed to confirm Luo Yan's guess.

In ruins.

Under the Fuso Sacred Tree, an evil figure in dark blue robes came into view, with terrifying dark blue sword energy in his hands.

Star Soul!

The moment Luo Yan saw this figure, his eyes froze and he narrowed his eyes slightly. He really didn't expect that the person chosen by Donghuang Taiyi turned out to be Xinghun.

No wonder Xinghun suddenly became possessed and his whole personality changed drastically.

It was a pity that he knew it too late. At the same time, he was a little lucky. Fortunately, he sent Xinghun to Shushan. If Xinghun followed him to Loulan, maybe he would be fine now.

What luck.

"Buzz~"

The Chi You sword that was knocked away rose into the air from the broken ruins, and then rushed towards Xinghun again.

Only this time, Xinghun didn't slash it away, but gathered Qi with his palms, and relied on his own terrifying inner energy to bind the Chi You Sword directly in front of him.

Chi You's sword trembled, and violent sword energy circulated, but unfortunately it could not break away from the sword energy lingering in his palms.

"Little Xiu Xiu!"

Xiao Li gave a light drink.

"Hey~"

The little Pixiu turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Xinghun. The flames of Zhoushe bloomed, exuding a scorching and terrifying aura that seemed to be able to burn out all monsters and monsters.

Xinghun noticed that Little Pixiu was rushing over. His eyes were not as evil as before. He stared at the incoming fireball with great indifference. He restrained the Chi You sword with one hand and freed up his other hand to slap Little Pixiu. Dark blue Colorful sword energy wrapped around the palm of his hand, and a sword energy of more than ten meters was slashed out directly.

There is no fluctuation of sword intent, but it is terrifying and shocking.

"Wow~"

Little Pixiu opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of dragon flames, directly colliding with the sword energy, and the scorching air waves rolled away instantly.

Under the firelight.

The nearby sacred fuso tree shone with golden light, indescribably magical.

Xinghun stood under the tree, his whole person seemed to have an extra sense of divinity.

"Roar!"

Little Pixiu seemed to be angry, his eyes were a little more serious, and he let out a dragon roar. The dragon flames he sprayed out were like substance, and the color became brighter and brighter, like a golden-red waterfall, instantly drowning the sword energy of Xinghun...