The full-level village is beautiful and fierce

The old man's voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, with a strong hoarseness but a bit provocative.

Lu Yang's dark eyes parted from the cold light, but his voice was gentle: "The things that others give you belong to you, but if you don't cherish it and insist on destroying it, how can you blame it for not listening to you."

The old man always felt that Lu Yang's words were laughing at himself, and he couldn't help staring at Lu Yang with a pair of eyes full of hatred.

The incomparably cold eyes seemed to see clearly the soul under Lu Yang's skin, but he seemed to understand something in a flash, his face was stern, and he angrily said: "If you have the ability, just take it from me openly. Take it away."

The corners of Lu Yang's lips raised, outlining a sneer.

The old man saw the sarcasm in his eyes, and his distorted face turned pale in an instant, "What are you laughing at? Are you guilty?"

Relying on the strength of his weapon spirit, he has lived more freely and freely than other ghosts for nearly a thousand years.

He didn't want to lose Qi Ling, and he didn't want Qi Ling to abandon him.

So regardless of whether Lu Yang covets Qi Ling or not, in order to prevent Lu Yang from using conspiracy to take Qi Ling away, he is willing to say some words that turn black and white at this time to irritate Lu Yang and let Qi Ling see his true colors.

Xiao Mu at the side saw through his thoughts, his dark pupils projected a few wisps of sinister anger.

At this time, Lu Yang's cold voice was quite shocking, "Qi Ling is not a fool, how could it be fooled by your words."

"What's more, I made it clear to it before that if it wants to be out of your control, I'm happy to do it a favor."

The frosty look was like a poisonous snake crawling up his back, sending a chill down the old man in an instant.

"You're making excuses." The old man gritted his teeth and struggled to get up.

But the rope transformed by Xiao Mu's spiritual power was extremely tight, no matter how much he moved, he couldn't struggle to create a thin crack.

As a last resort, he could only take a breath with a livid face, and then glared at Lu Yang fiercely, but he couldn't help but regret the behavior of suddenly appearing in front of them.

If he hadn't appeared when the mass grave was destroyed, Lu Yang and Xiao Mu might have found the exit and left here.

Thinking of how he acted impulsively, not only did not scare people away, but instead made them think of "Qi Ling", he really regretted it.

Suddenly he remembered a past event, and an imperceptible coldness flashed in his eyes, "If you have the ability, let it recognize you as the master."

Hearing that he was still obsessed with this matter, Xiao Mu gave him a cold look, and said in a low voice with extreme impatience, "He never thought of asking for a magic weapon from the beginning to the end, and it was you who misunderstood him and wronged him all the time."

"But if you think so, it only shows that there is indeed a gap between Qi Ling and you. Presumably, you are also very afraid of Qi Ling because we will abandon you here with a single word."

His eyes darkened, and he stared at the old man carefully.

Seeing the disbelief on his face, his eyes turned dark, and he said in a low voice: "You are so nervous about the weapon spirit, maybe it is because the weapon spirit is the master, and you are just the servant who uses it."

This was said so bluntly that the old man almost vomited blood.

Ma Lingling saw that he looked like an awkward child at his age, and he had to use intimidation to settle down, so she immediately rolled her eyes at him.

Afterwards, she looked around and didn't think there was anything wrong, so she asked, "Did that spirit hear us?"

"Qi Ling can hear clearly, but he doesn't want to appear in front of us." Lu Yang thought that the so-called Ling had a very clear understanding of himself and also paid great attention to protecting himself, so he suddenly smiled at the old man.

The old man met his smile, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were round because of the bad guess in his heart.

Lu Yang grabbed his neck.

Seeing his pupils widen in shock, Lu Yang threw him into the air, "Speak to Qi Ling alone if you have anything to say."

When Qi Ling, who was hiding in the dark, heard this, he immediately fixed the old man in the center.

Then there were some fluctuations in the barrier visible to the naked eye, and when the fluctuations became more and more dense, a small man the size of a palm waved his wings and flew to the old man.

It looked at the old man for a while.

Seeing the excitement on his pale face, it snorted, "You're really useless."

The old man replied without tears: "It's not that I'm too weak, it's that the enemy is too strong."

Qi Ling gave him a white look, and with a wave of his wings, he fell in front of Lu Yang.

"You really don't want to subdue me?"

As Lu Yang thought, it has a very clear understanding of its own existence.

So the old man spent thousands of years to curry favor with it, but failed to make it recognize its master.

Now that it feels the familiar aura on Lu Yang, it feels a little ready to move.

But Lu Yang's words were too serious, even if it wanted to find out where the familiar aura on Lu Yang came from, it would not want to make itself cheap in front of Lu Yang.

So after it finished asking, it didn't wait for Lu Yang to answer and said first: "I have no intention of recognizing the Lord, but I can follow you and help you with a little favor when you are in danger."

The old man was so shocked by these words that his old face twitched slightly, "I am your master, why did you abandon me?"

Qi Ling didn't want to hear his voice and threw him directly into the small black room.

Then it looked at Lu Yang solemnly, as if waiting for his answer, with a bit of expectation on its small face.

Lu Yang was silent for a while and asked, "Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Qi Ling was stunned for a moment, his face flashed in astonishment and said: "I haven't changed my mind."

"You were watching me secretly before." Lu Yang's mouth hooked slightly, "When I gave you crayfish to eat, if you didn't show up, you were rejecting me."

These words made Qi Ling's expression slightly stiff.

It didn't seem to have thought that Lu Yang's previous actions had such a meaning, it was angry and speechless.

Lu Yang seemed to feel its emotions, and said with a smile in his eyes: "I respect your idea, but I still have a question that I hope you can answer for me."

Qi Ling snorted coldly: "You have too many thoughts, and I have too little knowledge, so I don't know how to answer you."

One sentence blocked Lu Yang's words, and it raised its small brows quite proudly.

It's just that Lu Yang's expression didn't change at all, he couldn't help but feel a little lost, "What do you want to ask?"

Lu Yang asked: "Who is your real master?"

Qi Ling's face was tangled.

"If this question is difficult to answer, you don't need to answer it." Lu Yang didn't wait for it, thought for a while and asked again, "What is that weasel spirit collecting heart and soul?"

Qi Ling looked at Lu Yang in surprise, "Didn't you guess his intentions by attacking the Mass Burial Mound?"

Lu Yang said with a cold face: "There is no fresh blood in it."

Qi Ling's pupils shone with a strange luster, "Perhaps you are no match for him in strength, so you ignore the secret hidden in the mass grave."

Hearing this, Lu Yang glanced at it coldly, and said mockingly: "Do you want to change back to an ordinary magic weapon?"

Feeling a strong threat, Qi Ling held his breath, and immediately replied with some pride: "Except for my master, no sorcerer in this world can erase my spiritual wisdom."

Lu Yang nodded clearly: "That's true, but there are too many accidents in this world, and what this weasel spirit did to you can just be used by me."

"Why are you so annoying?" Qi Ling suddenly exploded, "I didn't say anything, and I didn't mean anything to you, why did you threaten me?"

"That weasel went crazy and did the heinous thing. You are different from him, why should you learn from him?"

Seemingly angry, the fluctuation of Qi Ling's body power became more and more fierce.

Ma Lingling, who was fortunate enough to become a low-grade warlock in the Spiritual Realm with the help of her seniors, suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Her forehead was dripping with cold sweat, her face was as pale as paper, but in order not to cause trouble to Lu Yang, or let Qi Ling catch her weakness and threaten others, she gritted her teeth and insisted.

But within a minute, she suddenly slumped on the ground, panting heavily.

Xiao Mu found that her situation was not very good, and immediately helped her share some pressure.

Ma Lingling glanced at him gratefully, then wiped off her sweat and said, "This weapon spirit looks small, but its strength is very powerful."

Xiao Mu said with a serious expression: "The existence that can make me feel a sense of coercion cannot be underestimated."

Speaking of this, he thought that Lu Yang might bear most of the coercion in the face of this weapon spirit, and his heart tightened suddenly, but people quickly came to Lu Yang to help him.

As a result, there was nothing around Lu Yang, and he was a little shocked.

Lu Yang asked him to step back, "This weapon spirit is the top grade of the Shenfu Realm, and it only needs one opportunity to break through the Profound God Realm. You are in the Void Realm, and your physique is special, so it is very likely that it will trigger the opportunity to break through."

When Xiao Mu heard this, he subconsciously backed away.

At this time, Qi Ling tested Lu Yang's strength with the momentum of piercing through the air. Lu Yang waved his palm at it without changing his face, and the invisible power shot up into the sky, causing cracks to appear in the barriers in all directions.

Lu Yang felt the strong aura from these cracks, and his expression was the same, but the next moment he appeared at the body of Qi Ling like lightning.

Sensing his intention, Qi Ling was sweating like a human being, with an extremely embarrassed expression on his face.

But when Lu Yang shot at its body, countless silver knives appeared from the magic circle embedded in its body in an instant.

The sharp and cold silver knife outlined a murderous phantom formation, which enveloped Lu Yang ferociously.

"Xiao Mu, this is an illusion, and the moment outside the crack is where the Qi Ling really stops. You take Ma Lingling out first."

When Lu Yang saw this phantom formation, his face was a bit dignified, but he quickly told Xiao Mu and Ma Lingling in his mouth.

"Ma Lingling, the little lantern I gave you is Nether Fire. When you and Xiao Mu go out and encounter monsters or monsters that you can't deal with, just smash the little lantern."

Ma Lingling quickly responded, grabbed the little lantern and quickly followed Xiao Mu.

The two found a crack that could be stepped on, and jumped across it like cats.

As soon as the two of them left, Qi Ling, who was ready to go, had no scruples, and directly became the size of an adult, and then used various spells to force Lu Yang to fall into the illusion.

Lu Yang avoided its attacks several times, pinpointed the weakness of its attacks and prepared to fight back.

At this time, the phantom array suddenly expanded, and countless cracks burst open.

Reality and fantasy merged at once, and blood and black mist suddenly fought like two incompatible forces.

The phantom array was impacted, and the expansion speed became faster and faster.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Lu Yang immediately suppressed the phantom array that was rushing towards him.

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