Since Zhu Zhi entered the Blood Demon Sect, he and Shi Qing have devoted themselves to cultivation together, and the resources of the inner sect disciples are abundant, but it still took him more than a year to enter the seventh layer of condensation.The Dark Stone on his body was exhausted, and he had to come out to do a mission, the first task was to go to the White Bone Pit to catch three wild mid-grade ghosts.Entering the Blood Demon Gate requires refining one's own blood weapon, and it was that girl who made Zhu Zhi discover that the ruler was short and long, and it was also a strength to give full play to his strengths.Therefore, he gave up his initial plan and instead refined one of his ears into a scouting magic weapon, and with more information, he would be able to make the most advantageous layout."
Who still wants to come or just go together" As soon as Zhu Zhi walked into the white bone pit, his keen ears caught this familiar voice, and he followed the sound and walked over to see seven people in a circle, swords rattling."
Why don't you dare, don't you dare to get out of me" It's her, it's definitely her, Zhu Zhi was overjoyed, he didn't expect to meet Jin Ling here."
It's too much of a deception, the big guy is fighting with her," one person roared angrily, and the others were instigated, and a big battle was about to break out."
Stop, don't you want your life" Zhu Zhi shouted, and the seven people turned their heads to look at Zhu Zhi separately, their eyes falling on the palm-sized blood skeleton around his waist.And Zhu Zhi, when he saw Jin Ling for the first time, the surprise in his heart was stronger than he expected, when she participated in the inner door selection together, she was still five layers of condensation, and now it has only been more than a year, she has been the same as herself, seven layers of condensation.And now Jin Ling, her face is no longer immature and soft, although she was sharp when she first met, it was like a natural sword, everything was innate.But at this time, Jin Ling stood proudly in the white bone pit, his face was stained with Wang Da's blood, and his cold and sharp eyes made people dare not look directly.Now she has become a sword that has been weathered and stained with blood.Zhu Zhi suddenly felt that he was troubled, and Jin Ling had never been afraid of anything before, it was because of her courage.And Jin Ling at this moment has also never been afraid of these people, it is because of her self-confidence."
Uncle Jin."
Zhu Zhi respectfully saluted Jin Ling, he was an inner disciple, but Jin Ling was a personal heir, so he should be called uncle.Jin Ling looked at the seven people who were blinded as soon as Zhu Zhi appeared, and restrained her killing intent, this kind of thing she had encountered many times on the way to the White Bone Pit.Others despised her as a woman, but once a disciple of the Netherworld Sect called her uncle, all the contempt immediately turned into fear or eagerness.It's as if her ability is not because of her strength, but because of her identity, which makes Jin Ling very unhappy.Jin Ling nodded to Zhu Zhi in response, Zhu Zhi turned his gaze and shouted at the seven people: "Are you blind, my uncle of the Netherworld Sect also dares to bully, is he tired of it" The faces of the seven people were pale, and they were crying bitterly in their hearts, thinking that this was simply a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, if you don't take such a pig to eat a tiger, why don't you bring the sect card, if you show the sect card, we will not be honest, who will offend the people of the Netherworld Sect when they are full.Zhang Hao thought the same way, and muttered: "Obviously, you can rely on the sect to bully people, but you have to rely on strength" "Don't get out yet" Zhu Zhi saw Jin Ling's face displeased, and hurriedly drank a few people back.The seven people dispersed in a hurry, Jin Ling didn't have the idea of talking, put away the blood-drinking blade and thanked Zhu Zhi before leaving, Zhu Zhi looked at the person who was much colder than before, and thought that he was really troubled.Jin Ling came to the entrance of the White Bone Pit, and before the Immortal Stone in his hand was handed out, a bag of Immortal Stones was sent to her by the disciple of the Bai family who was guarding the door with a nod and a bow.The disciples of the Bai family have seen what happened just now, and under normal circumstances, they will not care about the disputes in the white bone pit, unless there is some big person involved.The surname is Jin, female, or a disciple of the Netherworld Sect, so who else can there be except the one in the Worm Valley, so although he didn't dare to accept this Hell Stone, he had to return it in full, and it was someone's business that people didn't show the sect card, and it was his fault that he didn't recognize it, and he wanted to let the steward know, and he would have to be punished."
The little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, you forgive me, forgive me."
Such a little person, there is no need to deal with him, Jin Ling grabbed the bag containing the spirit stone and walked leisurely, and the disciple wiped the sweat on his head in the back, muttering in his heart, do the current masters like to pretend like this, it is too difficult for them to struggle at the bottom.Setting off on the road towards Menghe Town again, Jin Ling was in a happy mood, of course, this is because of the lost and recovered Immortal Stone, sometimes she is such a superficial person, who would dislike the Immortal Stone, I didn't expect a trip to the White Bone Pit to harvest so richly.Not to mention the promotion of ghosts, there are a full five thousand imps in the drunken flower yin, each of which is a carefully selected high-quality quality.There are also a total of thirty-seven second-grade spirit stones, sixty-five first-grade spirit stones, not to mention the spirit beads and other magic weapons that can be sold, and the aiqi pill and rejuvenation pill used for more than seven layers of condensation qi have also been obtained.At night, Jin Lingxi was in a small village she passed through, which had only about 30 families and was very poor, so she gave the village chief some gold and silver and was treated as a distinguished guest, and got a clean hut.In less than half a month, she will be able to walk to Qingxi Town, and finally reach Menghe Town, and this journey will be over.Sitting cross-legged on the earthen kang, Jin Ling recalled that this way, the road from Zhuangshui Village to Longcheng was undoubtedly the most difficult, and she was in danger but also repeatedly turned danger into a disaster, every distress and battle made her gain something, and her understanding of the Huangquan Realm in her heart deepened a little, and at the same time, she did see her own shortcomings.The blade of the sword has been sharpened, and in the future, she needs to sharpen herself a lot.After Dragon City, because of her identity, she avoided a lot of unnecessary troubles.Power is an excellent thing, but power is also easy to hide danger, Jin Ling warned himself in his heart, you must not rely too much on power, only your own strength is the foundation of your life.In the middle of the night, the villagers were already deep in dreams, and Jin Ling was gradually getting better at absorbing the light of the galaxy.A dark green-clothed monk came in the air, looked at the small village at his feet and laughed twice, pulled out the flag behind his waist and shook it gently, the flag grew in the wind, and it didn't take long to cover the sky over the entire village, and the gray clouds and mist in the banner were swirling, and countless corpses and bones were floating in it, screaming, and smiling strangely and stretching out ghost claws from inside.A series of black ghost shadows flew out of the flag, like a predatory goshawk pounced into the village, the thatched house and earthen wall did not have any barrier to them, the blood-red eyes directly saw through the people sleeping sweetly inside, and with a slight grasp of the sharp ghost claws, a white soul was torn away from the sleeping human body, and struggled to be dragged into the flag.The black ghosts wore in and out, and the honest and simple villagers were all drained of their clean and pure souls in the dream, and the power of the evil banner was increased little by little.Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommended ticket, ask for a collection, ask for a subscription, t1706231537: