She really knew Tang Wuyou too well.

When Tang Wuyou was fighting, he didn't know what it means to keep his hands. The Nascent Soul cultivator hurriedly sacrificed a big bell, trying to resist Tang Wuyou's sword.

The wide-faced sword collided with the clock given by the cultivator who was protecting Yuanhou, and after a "buzz!", the clock was split in half by her.

The people on the table were not as bloody as the two halves under her sword, but they were also crippled.

The most powerful defensive soft armor on his body has been destroyed, Tang Wuyou stepped forward.

The great cultivator fell to the ground after the Yuan Dynasty. Looking at the hole that was smashed on the ground, she dodged into the hole.

"You, I am the Yuanhou monk of Huangjizong, don't come here!

If you dare to kill me, Huang Jizong will not let you go. "

Tang Wuyou stood beside him with a wide face in his hand, and smiled coldly, but he didn't speak to him, but said to his own wide sword:

"Give me a good look at people!"

After speaking, he inserted the wide-faced sword in the heart of the empress Yuan monk, but he didn't insert it further, but just pressed it against the opponent's heart.

"Stop it, I have something you want to know about the Ye family.

As long as you don't kill me, I will tell you the news. "

"Okay!"

Tang Wuyou said as he knelt down, put his hand on top of his head and said:

"I won't kill you yet, but I don't bother you to tell me. Let me see for myself what you know!"

As soon as the words fell, Tang Wuyou's hand fell on his head, searching for the soul directly!

A man's mouth is a deceiving ghost, rather than believing what he says, it is better to believe what you see.

Searching for the soul is to directly force the opponent's spirit to be controlled, and then look through the opponent's memory from birth to the present.

Anyone whose soul is searched is not stupid, but his soul is also damaged.

However, most of the soul-searching monks will not keep the soul-searching monks.

After a while, Tang Wuyou let go, and a ball of karmic fire burned on this Yuan Empress monk, completely reducing him to ashes.

Picking up the two storage rings on the ground, he checked them with his spiritual sense, and found that there were many spiritual stones, pills, and magic weapons.

"Looking at fellow daoists like this, I think it has been quite rewarding."

The corners of Tang Wuyou's lips curled up to look up at the people in the pit.

Yang Di stood on the top with his sword in his arms, and looked at Tang Wuyou at the bottom of the pit expressionlessly.

Tang Wuyou took away the magic weapon of his life, wide noodles, and flew onto the top of the pit, nodded to him lightly and said:

"What a coincidence!"

Seeing the expression on her face suddenly changed, Yang Di looked at her and asked:

"Fellow Daoist, is the happiest expression only when killing someone?"

What is this called?

Are you a murderer?

"Why did you say this, fellow Daoist?"

After finishing speaking, I felt that I had talked too much with No. 107, and said:

"It's fine if you think so."

After Tang Wuyou finished speaking, he lifted his foot and left. As soon as she left, Yang Di followed her with his sword in his arms.

"Aren't you going to team up with me?"

Of course Tang Wuyou had no such plan.

"Sorry, I still have some personal matters to deal with. It is not convenient to form a team with fellow daoists at the moment. Let me leave."

True Monarch Yang Di, who was following behind her, held the sword in his hand, and stopped to watch her walk away.

Tang Wuyou walked not far away, looked back to see that no one was following, and hurriedly sacrificed a small boat and flew on it.Towards the east, he disappeared instantly.

After she flew away, Zhenjun Yang Di who was not far away came out holding the sword, glanced at the direction Tang Wuyou was flying away, threw the sword in his hand into the sky, and flew up to control the sword towards the south.

Coincidentally, after flying far away, in order to avoid encountering this person again, Tang Wuyou turned in the direction of Dajiling and headed south.

If she doesn't take the initiative to kill Boren, Boren shouldn't provoke her either.

Take out two sound transmission jade slips and send the sound transmission to the senior brother and the second senior brother.

"Brother, where are you? I'm here in the Red Mist Forest to the south. I'm going to pick the Red Mist Grass first."

After the words fell, the two sound transmission jade slips flashed at the same time, and the spiritual sense penetrated into the sound transmission jade slips of the elder brother, and the elder brother said:

"I'm thinking of Wuya, it's a bit far from your place, let's meet at Guanquan Mountain in the middle of the secret realm."

Before coming, they bought the map here from the Nascent Soul cultivator who had been to the secret realm before or went out.

The monks who have been here before will roughly draw the situation of this secret place, and add a little experience to sell it for a good price.

Before they came, they bought the "Guide to the Secret Realm of Qingxu" from three monks, and studied them together. The general terrain is the same, but the experience is different at most.

Back to senior brother, I am going to see the sound transmission jade slip of second senior brother.

"Junior Sister! I'm here in the Taixi Valley in the north, and the annoying thing is that I happened to meet Qing Fei in red among the two female cultivators of Qingyun Sect, who is not a pretty girl but also wearing a red dress.

I won't tell you, this female cultivator has provoked Garuda, and now Fengqun is chasing us!

Damn, it hurts so much, this golden-winged bee can penetrate my spiritual defense, why is it so painful to sting someone, oh, it hurts, Jiu Min. "

Tang Wuyou: ...

"Brother, let's meet at Guanquan Mountain, you protect your face, otherwise I'm afraid I won't recognize you then."

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