There's a ghost inside me

"oh?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly.

Did Tianxiang already know his identity?

From this point of view, the other party is worthy of being the closest person to Li.

"I want to buy osmanthus and carry wine together, but it's not like a boy traveling."

Tianxiang is about thirty years old, tall and ordinary.

But those eyes contained the wisdom of the old man, adding a little mysterious temperament.

At this moment, Tianxiang looked at the Beiming Ghost wearing a dark red Prajna mask and suddenly smiled, "Isn't it also a mask under the mask?"

"you..."

Jiang Xiao suddenly thought, "Where is the qualification to judge me?"

This statement comes out.

The sky was involuntarily stagnant.

Jiang Xiao looked back at the spiritual energy that was coming from behind, and then said, "In Fengdu Ghost City, have you been recognized by the Regret Pearl?"

The sky fell silent.

"Even regret beads cannot affect my own path."

Jiang Xiao slowly clasped the Xuanwu Sword, felt the majestic blood and energy in it, and gently opened his thin lips, "Heavenly, can you see my back clearly at that time?"

An indescribable feeling,

Tianxiang's many words that were prepared were now stuck in his throat and could not be expressed.

good,

In the long river of time that buried countless geniuses,

No one can understand the terrible terribleness of regret more than Tianxiang...

As the eighth-level spirit master standing at the top of the world,

Tianxiang naturally has his own pride, but he cannot be recognized by the regret pearl in the end, and he even retreats cowardly.

The boy who resolutely stepped towards the unknown,

What kind of Taoist heart does the other party have to reach the other side that people have never set foot on?

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

At this moment, the seventh-level spiritual masters from the outside finally rushed into the Sanqing Palace.

Almost instantly.

Everyone saw the heavenly appearance in a gorgeous costume and the Beiming Ghost who was like the Asura evil god.

"Sir Tian Xiang!"

The spirit masters spoke excitedly.

For them, the Eighth Level Spirit Master is the backbone!

But, what surprised everyone was that

Tianxiang's state is quite strange at this moment.

"It seems that I'm wrong."

After a while, Tian Xiang sighed lightly and said, "After learning about your identity, it is extremely difficult to regard you as a great enemy. Perhaps more of it is thinking if you can turn back..."

Jiang Xiao only raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his eyes were quite mocking.

"Master Tianxiang! Kill this agent quickly!"

The legendary spirit masters not far away were a little impatient, and they were really afraid of the Beiming Ghost.

Especially now in the Sanqing Palace.

Something went wrong,

Once this human holy land has suffered some substantial damage...

Swish-

In an instant, the blood contained in Jiang Xiao's right arm burst out with a bang, and he clasped the Xuanwu Sword tightly.

A ferocious look flashed in the blood pupils at the hilt of the sword, directly shattering the frozen void.

Tear!

A sword is like listening to the shock of thunder in silence.

The terrifying sword force was like the sword that opened up the world. The entire Sanqing Palace trembled and could not stop shaking...

"Are you so bad! How dare you!!!"

Everyone was shocked, and they never expected that the Beiming Ghost was so decisive.

Tianxiang was even more surprised. He immediately paid a greater price and tried his best to soothe the sharp sword energy of this sword.

The next moment, a cold flashed in Tianxiang's eyes, and he knew that the battle limitations between Tianji Mountain and Beiming Ghost were too great.

There is nothing else, the holy land of human race cannot be destroyed!

When Li faced the Abyss Envoy, he also used a secret treasure to transfer the battlefield to a mountain and a river.

But that battle beat the treasure to the brink of breaking and can no longer be used.

"Since I have entered the Sanqing Palace, I still haven't turned back."

Tianxiang suddenly looked up at the dome, and then his tone was resolute, "Then until death..."

"Um?"

Hearing this, Jiang Xiao also glanced at the sky above.

Swish-

Above the dome, a five-angle bronze mirror hanging upside down suddenly shot down a thousand-foot-thousand-foot-thousand-foot-thousand-foot-thousand-foot-thousand-foot-thousand-foot-thousand-foot-thousand-foot-thousand-foot-thousand-foot-thousand-foot-thousand-foot-thousand-foot-thousand-foot-thous

The next moment,

Jiang Xiao and Tianxiang's figures disappeared into the Sanqing Palace almost at the same time.

"what happened!?"

Suddenly, the seventh-level spiritual master was shocked and never expected this scene.

But soon someone recognized the origin of the bronze mirror and said in shock, "Douxiantai!"

"Douxiantai?"

Another middle-aged man still frowned and didn't understand very much.

An old man suppressed his excitement and explained, "This object is the treasure left by the thirteenth Sanqing Palace Lord. It can send two people into a ring, and no external objects can interfere... ”

"So good!"

The middle-aged man suddenly realized, then breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, he sent the devil out of the Sanqing Palace..."The words have not ended.

The old man next to him looked solemn and slowly said the next sentence, "Fighting the immortal platform will determine life and death; the winner will live, and the loser will die."

Swish!

In an instant, the middle-aged man was frozen in place.

Gu—

This man swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and it was difficult for a moment to accept it, "In other words, only one of the Lord Tianxiang and the Beiming Ghost can come out alive?"

The old man did not answer, but clenched his fists, suppressed his mood, and glared at the bronze mirror.

"Bei Ming Ghost!!!"

......

A chaotic world.

The turbidity and purity are inseparable, and the upper and lower parts are inverted.

Widths of mysterious yellow air flowed into the void, as if telling the eternal legend.

"here it is...?"

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoli was on a vast school ground, looking at the scene around him in surprise.

The ink-colored stone slab floor is made of, and some areas are covered with black blood scabs. It is unknown how long it has passed, but it still exudes a breath of blood evil spirits...

"Are you a ring?"

Jiang Xiao suddenly murmured.

"This place is called Douxiantai."

At this moment, Tian Xiang in front of him slowly spoke, "For you and me, the only strength that can truly defeat the other party is probably the only strength."

"Oh."

Hearing this, Jiang Xiao laughed mockingly.

He can speak. In the river of regret, the other party's heart of Tao was completely crushed by himself...

As for strength?

Now I am no longer inferior to any eighth-level spirit master!

Bang ~

Jiang Xiao held the Xuanwu Sword in his hand, his eyes were cold, and he took a step forward.

"You can't live without this place."

Suddenly, Tianxiang's eyes drooped slightly and he spoke softly, "Even if I fail, as long as someone chooses to continue entering Douxiantai, this battle will not end."

"This is your desperate situation. The Spirit Master of my Tianji Palace will do everything to waste you to death in this chaotic battlefield."

Swish!

As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Xiao's eyes finally changed.

"This arena. Throughout history, a total of seventeen mysterious ghosts have been killed, and the peak mysterious ghosts have two peaks..."

Tian Xiang took a deep breath, then slowly summoned a guqin, and his spiritual power gradually increased.

The next moment,

Tianxiang looked at Jiang Xiao in front of him and suddenly asked more for some reason, "Bei Ming Ghost, do you regret it now?"

What responded to the other party was a bloody sword light!