Chapter 404 The fireworks are fading, and the spiritual thread between the fingers;

Chapter 404 The fireworks are fading, and the spiritual thread between the fingers;

"I just stimulated the power of induction, and now I can feel that there are dozens of similar idiots within a radius of a hundred miles," Ji Qingchan walked up to him, and took the gray and white black from Ji Yuenian's hand. Zhu, "You wait here for a while, I will come back as soon as I go."

The cold and clear voice was very gentle, and as the girl chuckled, Luoyan Xihua's celestial beauty and beauty were all hidden under the wide black robe.

Ji Yuenian's fingertips still had a soft and warm touch, quietly watching her dissipate into a dark shadow, his eyes were a little bit contemplative, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The innate supernatural powers of Tianxiang body ghost are too strange, and now without the hook and bondage of the fairy talisman breath, if Ji Yuenian hadn't stimulated Donghai's blood source to sense her carefully, she would hardly be aware of her existence.

Stretching out his sleeves, he picked a weed from the cliff, put it in front of him and sniffed it, and immediately there was a fragrance of earth in his mouth and nose. Ji Yuenian frowned slightly, and said to himself: "This is the edge of the land. , under the entanglement of energy veins, the spiritual energy of the world is so strong, if it is an ordinary vegetation, it would have grown extremely luxuriantly, but the flowers and plants here are sparse, very few."

As if he suddenly thought of something, Ji Yuenian raised his head, looked across several boundaries in Suzhou, and looked towards the indescribably majestic and indescribably majestic Mangshan mountain range.

Because the distance is too far, and there are many clouds and mist obstructing the line of sight, Ji Yuenian can't see the whole picture of Mangshan mountain range. Even so, he can also vaguely see the huge shadow that pierces the sky.

Mang Mountain, even within the territory of Jiangtuo Mansion, is an extremely frightening forbidden place for living beings.

Between the floating light and the shadows, there are faint black awns gathering and scattered, condensing into a large black burqa, dancing and falling in front of Ji Yuenian.

Slender fingers as white as jade protruded from under the black robe, and a bracelet made of dozens of snow-white black beads was hung on the little finger like a sliced ​​onion.

Those snow-white profound beads seem to have been carefully condensed, and their appearance has shrunk a lot, and they are even more translucent and magnificent. The divine seal origin gas.

"This Divine Origin Qi is very rare, and it was formed by chance and coincidence. Now I have wiped away all those ghostly auras." Under the shadow of the burqa, her clear eyes The middle man was full of smiles, "I just cut off the source of my body and ghost, and used this as a thread to string up all these god seals. Now, although you don't have the breath of the talisman, from now on, as long as you hold it This snow jade bead chain can easily decide my life or death."

Ji Yuenian, however, never expected this to happen, so he couldn't help being startled, lowered his head slightly, and looked at the snow jade bead chain condensed by the girl herself.

The heart-piercing pain of tearing apart the soul of the body and ghost is simply unimaginable.

Seeing that he was a little dazed, Ji Qingchan reached out and pulled his brocade robe sleeves, with a smile on the corner of her soft lips, she put on the snow jade bead chain with a faint white glow.

Ji Yuenian was silent for a while, feeling the aura of the ghost origin in the snow jade bead chain, and said: "Since you escaped from the Beihai Curtain, your temper seems to have changed a lot."

"That's natural," Ji Qingchan's voice was a little low, but it was extremely clear and pleasant to hear, "This world is so vast and boundless, and I will perish without knowing when. Be reserved, I'm afraid you will continue to treat me like a magic spell."

Ji Yuenian's eyes were slightly cold, and he said, "Aren't you now?"

Ji Qingchan moved closer, a strand of jet-black hair fell on his hand, and said with a light smile, "If that's the case, then return the snow jade bead chain to me."

The strings of the snow jade bead chains are her ghost origin, but she has already seen through Ji Yuenian's true nature.

He would never fully trust any living being.

Xuehe Sanren can't do it, Anyang Ji's blood can't do it, Yujingtian can't do it, Weiyuan Great Sage can't do it, Yuan Qing can't do it, and Baiyulou can't do it.

Even Zhao Yinyue, who was in the memory of his true spirit, couldn't do it.

Ji Yuenian gently withdrew her fingers, letting her soft hair hang down without support, and said with a flick of her sleeve, "Ji Qingchan, you..."

"What are you, do you really want to give it back to me?"

Ji Yuenian was interrupted by her, frowned slightly, and before he could speak, a blazing rainbow light traversed the sky and fell far in front of him.

The rainbow light gradually dissipated, revealing the appearance of the person inside, but it was an old man in purple robe with dark eyebrows.

"Is it you who waited for the wilderness cultivator to kill dozens of adopted sons of this seat with vicious means?"

The aura around him is secretive and ferocious, and it is a real realm of real palace spirits.

In the induction of the purple-robed old man, Ji Yuenian and Ji Qingchan are only in the realm of gathering spirits and condensing the true, so they never hide and hide at all, but rely on the earth to make the escape light come, there is no Put Ji Yuenian in your eyes.

Ji Qingchan leaned back behind Ji Yuenian, and said in a low voice: "Ji Yuenian, I have just cut off the origin of my body ghost, and now I am very weak, you..."

Ji Yuenian didn't care about Ji Qingchan's whisper, but looked at the self-righteous old man in purple robe with a strange look on his face.

A realm of the real palace and ghosts, who is neither gods nor ghosts, is quite confident in his demeanor and words. He opens and closes his mouth as "this seat", and he actually shouts a little with the momentum of the first robbery sage.

But the cultivation base of the First Tribulation Great Sage did not come from shouting.

Ji Yuenian's mind moved slightly, and in an instant, a blazing sword glow condensed and flowed between his fingers.

The purple-robed old man still hadn't noticed the terrifying aura contained in the sword light, he looked quite disdainful, snorted coldly, and said: "This seat..."

boom!

Before he could finish his words, that blazing white sword light lifted up out of thin air, and penetrated directly into the brow-centered palace of the purple-robed old man, strangling his soul into fine pieces of light and shadow!

"I don't know the so-called sprites, but dare to call myself 'this seat'?"

Ji Yuenian dismissed Luoxue's sword glow very casually, shaking his head and laughing.

Ji Qingchan approached, felt for a long while, and said: "It's a pity, but this guy has never condensed the divine seal source energy. I don't know what happened in the Suzhou state. The divine seal source beads on the snow jade bead chain Sure enough, it was congealed by chance and coincidence, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to find similar things in the future."

Ji Yuenian glanced at her coldly, and stretched out the sleeves of his brocade robe.

Under the shadow of the pitch-black burqa, Ji Qingchan raised her face and said with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Ji Yuenian shook his head, looked down at the white light bead chain with only dozens of snow-white profound beads left, and said: "You just deliberately concealed the trace of ghost origin, how can I return the snow jade bead chain to you? "

"Isn't it because your cultivation is not deep enough?" She smiled more intensely, "When will you be able to notice my body ghost origin energy, and when will you take it off yourself!"