Liu Jue Wan Yao

In the Yantan at the bottom of Wanyao Pagoda, there is a naked body floating.

Yantan is formed by extremely cold water and black flames. It is a place where extreme cold and extreme heat alternate. Creatures with low cultivation levels dare not approach it easily. Therefore, the bottom of the Ten Thousand Demons Tower is except for a plant of Bairui that is naturally bred by Yantan. Apart from Mo Lian, there are no other living beings.

Although Yantan is dangerous, it has a special ability - to extract souls.

It was Qi Guan Mu Han floating above the cold pool.

The strange black fire climbed and burned along the smooth muscle lines, and the pure black flame collided with the lean and slender body, rendering a mysterious and dangerous atmosphere.The mist formed by the black energy kept pouring out from the body, and for a while it was hard to tell where was the fire and where was the black mist.The high-intensity temperature distorted the air, but it didn't leave the slightest trace on the white jade-like body.

Qi Guan Mu Han's pale eyes seemed to be calm, but there was unbearable pain in his eyes, his pupils dilated and contracted at times, every inch of his muscles trembled uncontrollably, his veins swelled up, and his blood flowed backwards.

The mist gushed out faster and faster, and it swam with strong air waves. The white jade crown broke away from the hair, lost the protection of its owner, couldn't withstand the engulfment of the black flame, became shattered, and sank to the bottom of the water.

The long hair flew wildly, and the pure black faded from the roots, so eye-catching in the black fireworks.

Qi Guan Mu Han didn't notice this, all his attention was focused on the black mist that was getting thicker and thicker above him.

There was darkness reflected in the deserted eyes, and the corners of the tightly pursed mouth curled up imperceptibly.

Pulling out the remnant soul attached to the bones and blood, the pain is no less than tearing the soul alive, Qi Guan Mu Han never thought that the remnant soul that Gui Qi lacked was on him!

The violent black mist gradually came under control, and the black mist twisted and surged consciously, gradually forming a giant beast whose outline could barely be seen.

"Emperor." Qi Guan Mu Han rolled his eyelids, the tone of his voice that sounded indifferent actually raised a lot.

"Humph……"

The pitch-black giant hummed briefly, but Qi Guan Mu Han caught obvious awkwardness in his ears.

Qi Guan Mu Han blinked his eyes, and shouted again: "Displaced."

"doing what!"

Sure enough, he was angry because of the title.

"You should go back." Qi Guanmu coldly pointed out.

"You are just Qi Guan Mu Han." The giant beast's tone became dangerous, but it was more hollow and ethereal, and it was completely unclear whether the voice came from the giant beast or somewhere else, "Don't try to order me!"

Qi Guan Mu Han came out of the Yantan, stood in the void, and fought with the giant beast at eye level.

With a swipe of his slender and strong fingers, he took out from the space a set of wide-sleeved Chinese dress with pale gold embroidery on a white background, and cloud-patterned boots on a white background. He put them on in an orderly manner, and was about to tie his hair with a ribbon of the same color.

Qi Guan Mu Han's graceful and indifferent movements paused, and he drew a lock of hair to his eyes, the originally pitch-black hair faded to snow white, not even a speck of color.

His eyes flickered, he let go of the hand holding his hair, and let the hair slip, Qi Guan Mu Han continued his previous actions without changing his expression.

Using hands as a comb, he grabbed the somewhat messy hair, interspersed the white hair with plain hands, and closed his hands together, holding the hair and pressing the ribbon with one hand, and holding the other end of the ribbon with the other hand, wrapping it around the hair flexibly After wrapping it twice, flipping it with your fingers, fastening it, and putting it down.

The rigor of the past is slightly reduced, the dignity is still the same, the coldness is even worse, and a touch of laziness and evil spirit is added.

A certain Xie Zun, whose temperament had changed greatly, was not aware of it, let alone noticed that his own eyelashes and eyebrows had turned snow-white, his pupils had paled to gray-blue, his iris was pale and almost colorless, and there was a thin circle around his iris. A thin, unobtrusive blush, adding a touch of unique charm.

Qi Guan Mu Han narrowed his eyes nimbly, looking very much like someone, and said coldly, "A mere soul, if it wasn't for Gui Qi, how could you be presumptuous in front of this deity!"

The powerful coercion pressed against the giant beast-like black mist, and the giant beast slammed its tail down, leaving a long and deep crack on the ground, and Qi Guan Mu Han didn't even blink, the giant beast The beast was so angry that it breathed out, and when it was over, it awkwardly turned its head away, and roared angrily: "Huh! You can be strong in front of me, and you can do the same in front of Guiqi if you have the ability!"

"You are incomparable." Qi Guan Mu Han's tone was reasonable, and the giant beast snorted violently again.

The huge figure gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared, and the black mist of the entire Longxin Valley gradually dissipated with the departure of the giant beast, revealing the sky full of stars, and restoring the previous peaceful and aura-rich scene.

The changes in the valley were naturally seen by all the monsters. They all watched the Wanyao Tower closely, excited and scared in their hearts, hanging a big and heavy stone, but they couldn't see the tall and noble figure. No matter what, I can't let go.

The atmosphere was so tense that the air almost froze, and each monster subconsciously breathed lightly, not daring to speak, for fear of disturbing something.

Until a slender and tall figure gradually appeared in front of the pagoda, that figure was wearing a wide-sleeved Chinese dress with a light gold pattern on a white background, cloud-patterned boots, and snow-white...

and many more!

Why did your lord's hair change color? !

There was an uproar in the audience, everyone wondered what happened to Qi Guan Mu Han's hair.But absolutely no one will admit their mistakes, this is their lord, unique.

There is absolutely no one who can replace the cold air that is so cold that it almost freezes the monsters into ice sculptures.

"The deity is fine, scattered."

This concise and concise words, so cold that you can spit out ice dregs, is undoubtedly decisive, Mr. Xie Zun!

On that side, Gui Qi, who was guarded by Yan Yai and Gui Buqiu, suddenly moved—he grabbed Yan Yai and Gui Buqiu, one in each hand, and threw them into the sky!

At the same moment when he let go, Gui Qi's exquisite face became distorted, his expression forbearing, the spirit in his body burst out uncontrollably, and the red mist as bright as blood spread out with lightning speed, one by one the walking corpses were covered. Swallowed into the red mist, it quickly turned into powder.

With Guiqi as the center, there is a large vacancy, there is no walking corpse, and a thick layer of powder is piled up on the ground, especially before Guiqi's feet stepped on a pile of walking corpses. Qi's calf is so deep.

The cinnabar mole between the eyebrows suddenly became hot, Guiqi's eyes were empty, and the thick red mist enveloped him tightly. He subconsciously felt that something unexpected was approaching him, and even "swallowing" and "crushing" couldn't stop it that thing.

For the first time, when facing an existence other than Qi Guan Mu Han, Gui Qi felt threatened.

too fast!

Before he had time to dodge, Gui Qi only had time to see a dense black thing in front of him, and Yan Ya's voice, and then completely lost consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, the forest from before was gone, and there was not a single walking corpse around. What was there was only a stretch of blood that could not be seen, and Guiqi himself standing in the void, nothing else.

here is……

Gui Qi's expression is composed, it can be said that he is relaxed and indifferent, but his black eyes are full of vigilance and vigilance.

This is his soul consciousness.

The quiet sea of ​​blood suddenly surged like a tide, and the liquid poured on Guiqi's feet, soaking Guiqi's shoes and pants.

Gui Qi was looking around, suddenly his feet sank, Gui Qi saw a pitch-black thing emerging from the bottom of the blood sea, wrapped around his ankle, and would be dragged into the blood sea.

The cold temperature was so real, the red liquid consciously wrapped Guiqi and poured it into Guiqi's mouth very aggressively.

will be drowned.

The real sense of suffocation eroded his consciousness, vaguely, from the corner of his eye, he seemed to see some black dots seeping into his skin!

Whether it's blood or bone marrow, it seems that something is moving under the surface of the skin. It feels like an illusion, but it is also creepy.

In reality, Guiqi suddenly lost consciousness and fell straight to the ground, his body twitching violently.

"Mother--"

Yan Ya kicked away the walking corpse who had no sense of fear of death, and the ugly walking corpse with its teeth and claws flew straight to a huge ancient tree trunk, leaving a pool of red and black rotten flesh on the vicissitudes of the bark.

Gui Qi's convulsions became more and more intense, his thin and thin body curled up into a ball, and painful cries began to escape from his closed mouth.Fine blood beads began to emerge from his skin, soaking the black clothes on his body, and a large puddle of blood flowed out, even the seven orifices were bleeding.

The strong smell of blood made the walking corpses even more excited, they moved faster and rushed towards them crazily.

Black and red staggered threads emerged from Guiqi's body and wrapped around Guiqi's body. Those surging fog vines spread out, centered on Guiqi, and protected Guiqi well.

The air flow of the entire mountain surged towards Guiqi, forming a huge vortex in the sky, and the heavy air pressure enveloped the entire city.

The forces of all parties were alarmed by this change, and all of them concentrated on a little-known hillside by coincidence, but most of them were blocked by walking corpses, unable to advance or retreat. If the walking corpses were led to towns, it would be a crime escape.

A small number of people passed the long-distance tide of walking corpses, hiding in the dark to observe the "people" trapped by the tide of corpses, ready to move.

Monster!

That's a good thing!

Yan Ya also noticed that there were more people on several trees, and she became impatient, and was almost caught by the walking corpse several times.

The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, and all the walking corpses were wrapped in ice at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they all turned into vivid ice sculptures. Through a layer of ice that was as thin as a veil, one could clearly see what was going on in the ice. The corpse still maintained the movements of the previous moment. On the skin exposed outside the rags, the uneven bluish-purple meridians were clearly visible, and the sharp fangs were still flowing with bluish venom...

"Daddy?!"

Looking at this big handwriting, how can Yan Yaina not know who is here?

"Ah."

A cold monotone came out of his nasal cavity, and a figure appeared out of thin air beside Gui Qi who was still curled up on the ground.

After seeing the person's appearance clearly, Yan Ya widened his eyes and exclaimed: "Daddy, your hair..."

The cool and thin lips parted slightly, and said two words lightly: "No problem."

The chill was even worse than before, and immediately, Qi Guan Mu Han knelt down on one knee, he didn't mind at all to help Gui Qi, who was covered in blood, and wrapped him in his arms.

The bony index finger rested on Gui Qi's brow, and his strong spiritual power sorted out Gui Qi's messy spiritual consciousness. Seeing that Gui Qi's aura gradually stabilized, Qi Guan Mu Han insisted on combing for a while before withdrawing.

The almost colorless cold eyes dimmed, and Qi Guan Mu Han sat on the ground instead, waiting for Gui Qi's fusion to end.

It must be known that what Qi Guan Mu Han pulled out of his body was not only the remnant soul, but also the power that Qi Guan Mu Han himself was not aware of.

The sea of ​​blood was soaked in black, and Gui Qi was still doing his best to prevent that ghost from eroding his body.But he found that the more he stopped, the stronger the feeling of being swallowed.

The black substance would seep into his skin, and he didn't feel it at first, but as more and more things penetrated, faster and faster, every inch of his skin felt like being pierced by countless thin steel needles.

It seemed that every place was in pain, but he couldn't figure out exactly where the pain was, which drove Guiqi crazy.

The internal organs seemed to be squeezed and kneaded by something, so strong and tough that it seemed to crush him from bone to flesh!

The pain in my mind was even more severe, and even the skull had the illusion that it would burst from the inside.

Gui Qi felt that his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them anyway, but his consciousness was very clear. He vaguely knew that there was something that belonged to him——back.