In front of the two women, Elder Sikong did not mention who it was, but the focus was on not passing the body.

After understanding the general details of Budu, Elder Sikong changed his tone and said calmly: "Zhang Mei, Fei Xing has just returned. You can walk around each other more and go down first."

"Disciple leaves."

The two girls left the hall with respect. Yan Qiuxue shook her eyebrows at Meinu, while Meinu went straight to the mission hall without saying a word.

"This is what we have to take the task again and go out. If we don't go to see Sikong Feixing, is he the elder's grandson?"

Yan Qiuxue was entangled along the way, and after several years, she wiped away her coquettishness, but her temperament was still a little happy.

Blood Prison Palace, Mission Hall.

When he saw the news in the jade tube, Yan Qiuxue was stunned and almost exclaimed in surprise, whispering: "Bastard, a good man will not live long, and the disaster will last for thousands of years."

This evil man who eats dogs not only lives well, but is also listed on the list of third-class assassinations at the Heavenly Level. His strength is now imagined.

Anyone who can be included in this list, at least those with the strength of the Void Refining Realm are all famous.

"The master has arrived at the Central Popular Realm." A strong brilliance emerged in the beautiful eyes that had been silent for several years.

"Junior brother, someone has taken this task?" Yan Qiuxue approached the deacon's disciple and threw a charming look without hesitation.

The disciple swallowed hard and said without hesitation: "The senior brother of the Living Void Realm has taken over, and the two senior sisters will change their tasks."

"Senior Brother Nie seems to be taking on this task too." The deacon disciple thought for a while and added.

Meinu's face immediately changed, and he became worried about Ye Xuan. Fortunately, he was covered by a mask and no one noticed the change in her expression.

Yan Qiuxue seemed to have some senses and pulled Meinu out of the mission hall. Before she could speak, Meinu said first: "I want to go find the master and tell the master to be careful."

The killer in the Blood Prison Palace performs assassination and rarely fights face to face with people. He often succeeds in assassination by the other party inadvertently, and can even kill people above the level.

The bastard in Yan Qiuxue's mouth, a dog-eating evil man, was eating and drinking in the restaurant. Facing the table of delicacies and beast-like wine, Ye Xuan had his own fill first.

With a roll of big sleeves, the rest of the wine and food were included in the Vientiane Mirror, and swaggering around the long street without any awareness of escaping.

Nowadays, there are four female demons in the Vientiane Mirror, each of which is stunning.

Between the fragrant grass everywhere, the big snake turned into its body and entangled in the body of the demon. Tu Yue and Bai Zhu were two half demons, eating the leftover wine and food of Ye Xuan.

The sprite clone lies lazily on the grass, with helpless eyes inside the beast's eyes, and was wrapped around the snake's body from its neck to its tail. After all, the sprite clone is Ye Xuan himself, and his consciousness is one.

"It's almost done." Feng Ling's tender body shedded, she looked like an adult woman, with a beautiful face and a peerless appearance.

Feng Ling, wearing a big red robe, had a tall and orderly body. As she stood up, everyone in the world in the mirror, including the silhouette clone, felt a trembling heart.

Feng Ling, who looks like an adult, has no silly any more, but only has dignity and calmness, her long red hair dances like fire, and her pair of phoenix eyes are majestic and attractive.

"Super it." Feng Ling flashed to the front of the sac and pulled the big snake off the sac.

The clone of the silhouette closed his mouth tightly and stammered, "It's gone, I'll give it to you."

Feng Ling snorted coldly, and the world inside the mirror was twisted. The tall buildings disappeared, and the scenery of mountains and rivers appeared. Feng Ling, who had already transformed into a perfect god, had the posture of competing with Ye Xuan for the Mirror of the World.

The rabbit with the front teeth pulled out, with the rabbit's ears squeezing, eating and drinking, and being honest as always, she has always been the weakest.

Tu Yue on the opposite side rarely calmed down. Since Feng Ling entered the Vientiane Mirror, her bloodline of the Heavenly Ant is nothing, she is the pure bloodline of the divine beast Fire Phoenix.

Feng Ling had faint eyes, looked at the huge demon body of the silhouette coldly, and pinched the big mouth of the silhouette with his jade hands, and then spread it apart.

The body of the sacred branch presents a scene of a sea of ​​thunder, forming a space with no spiritual marrow and treasure liquid inside, but it is filled with spiritual medicines obtained from the Zhenwu Realm, and is refined and absorbed by it day by day.

This scene was extremely strange. The huge demon body of the sacred man was forced to be opened by someone. Feng Ling was not afraid of the thunder sea inside the sacred man's body, and the tiger's mouth snatched food, forcibly snatched away 30% of the sacred man's medicine.

"Don't think that I don't know what you think and want to keep pressing on me. Are you afraid that I will break through to refining my emptiness?" Feng Ling shook her sleeves and put away 30% of the spiritual medicine, and Dahong's figure disappeared among the mountains and rivers in the distance.

When Feng Ling walked away, the clone of Feng Yan sighed and said, "I was still cute when I was a child, but I was disobedient when I grew up. I would even bully me in turn."

Nowadays, Ye Xuan's original body, regardless of whether he practices Qi and body, his actual cultivation is only in the third realm. The clone of the sacred body has been refining spiritual medicine for a long time, and has reached the late stage of the God Transformation. This is still the sacred talent and is born with the ability to swallow.

But how can this be compared with Feng Ling? After all, Feng Ling once reached the peak, and now it is just a re-walking.

On the other hand, his original body and clone need to accumulate cultivation slowly and cannot be achieved overnight. Once Feng Ling breaks through to the fourth realm, he will definitely crush the ruthless person at the same realm, let alone him at the third realm.

"It's interesting, I've come to my door." The clone of the silence suddenly kicked the ground with four claws, and his lazy expression dissipated, and his huge demon body stood up.

The big snake that was thrown away swam over the body of Fenghuan intimately, and asked, "Master, has something happened outside?"

The two half demons who were eating and drinking also stopped their movements and looked at the side of the silk.

On the bustling streets, Ye Xuan's body was frozen in place, and a dagger was pulled out from his back.

The dagger was stabbed and pulled out, as fast as lightning, and no one of the people passing by noticed something strange.

"The rumors are comparable to the mid-stage strength of the Void Refining, but it's just a god-transforming cultivator." A hunchbacked old woman took two steps back, changed her figure and turned into a delicate boy.

From hiding to taking action, Nie Jun never exuded a murderous aura, just as if he was assassinating a piece of wood, integrating killing into his instinct, casually and naturally. It was precisely because of this that he avoided Ye Xuan's five senses.

"Are you from the Blood Prison Palace?" Ye Xuan turned his head, his eyes cold and fierce.

There was no trace of blood flowing out from the wound on his back heart. The vitality of his body was so strong that the heart torn from the inside out was recovering in the blink of an eye.

What really traps him is the artistic conception of the visitor. From the assassination method to the artistic conception of the transformation of the gods, they are all born for killing. There is no doubt that the person coming is a killer.

After the dagger stabbed into his body, sadness, pain, despair... all kinds of negative emotions surged into his heart, causing his spiritual power to slow down, and even his soul was bound by negative artistic conception.

Seeing Ye Xuan's body struggling and breaking away from his artistic conception, Nie Jun's face changed and he sent a voice: "You two haven't done anything yet."

In the crowd, two familiar figures appeared, which were Lu Ze and Liu Jiao who were taken over by the body. They were imprisoned with two spiritual powers. The next moment, the four of them disappeared on the streets.

(End of this chapter)
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