Diji, she holds the crematorium script firmly

Chapter 3 Immortal Bone Evil Soul
"You really are not a mortal."

The skirt of the goddess was blooming like flowers, but she staggered a little when she fell to the bottom of the cave.

The slightly cool fingertips directly pressed against the chest, pulling out the soul thread pierced into the flesh and blood, Huan Ning used a little spiritual power to pinch a simple healing technique, and threw it into the young man's wound. After a while, the blood slowly Slowly stopped.

Then Huan Ning ignored him, and walked to the side of the mountain with the clear pearl that can disperse evil spirits.

The snow-white soul silk reflected a silvery luster under the moonlight, slender and white as a spider web, and Huan Ning smeared the blood that had not dried up on it.The spider web trembled excitedly, and instantly became thicker, eager to burrow into Huan Ning's wound. Fortunately, the main power of the soul thread here was on the young man, and this one was slapped back by Huan Ning.

These evil things are specially used to deal with cultivators who possess the spirit of immortals. Legend has it that this thing is made from 49 kinds of most evil things mixed with the souls of immortals. It is the deeper the struggle becomes.

Of course, there are grades for cultivators, and there are also soul-binding silks. Low-level soul silks can only restrict behaviors and make practitioners feel qi-deficiency. The best, no one with the strength above the immortal can't be refined.

The Qingming pearl was lifted up, and the soft pearl light illuminated the trajectory of the soul silk extension. After careful observation, it was discovered that the roots of the 81 soul silk all pointed to a protruding stone on the southeast stone wall.

It is embedded high in the wall hole, but the whole body of the cave belongs to Yingshi. This stone is about the size of seven or eight fists, and there are several depressions on it, which are dark and dull, and have strange shapes.

If it wasn't for this young man as a guide and the Qingming Pearl as an intermediary, even if he was hung for three days, it would be difficult to detect the abnormality of this stone.

Huan Ning thought for a while, bent down and groped in the cave for a long time, and finally found a stick that could be used.

He poked at the stone, but it didn't move at all. Huan Ning's remaining spiritual power was enough to stop the boy from bleeding. At this moment, he could only use brute force. Fortunately, she was born with extraordinary blood, so she still has strength.

After being prodded for a while, the strange rock finally loosened a bit, but he still refused to break free. Huan Ning was overjoyed and put in more strength, only to hear a click, and the stone finally fell down, rolling to Huan Ning's feet with a gurgling sound.

Huan Ning bent down, and was about to look at it through the light of the pearl, when he suddenly felt a silver light flash in front of his eyes.

When she raised her head, a slender sword suddenly appeared.

The strange rock landed on the ground, the soul thread was unbound, the young man had already escaped from the trap, the soft sword wrapped around his waist was already in his hand, lying in front of Huan Ning.

The blood on the boy's body was no less than that of Huan Ning, and he was standing quite straight. Huan Ning couldn't see his expression clearly, but felt the coldness of the sword.

Huan Ning held his breath slightly.

To go down to the world to eliminate demons, you need to go through the process of Chaochen Division. In order to prevent the protoss from using power indiscriminately, Chaochen Division will estimate the power required for this task, and then issue a passing spell that can limit the strength.

Entering Sigu City this time, although it is considered that Sigu City will suppress the spiritual power of the gods, just in case—especially for a violent law enforcer like Huan Ning, Chao Chensi only reserved less than [-]% of Huan Ning's spiritual power .

Even so, Huan Ning was still absorbed by these soul silks for three days and three nights of spiritual power without exhaustion to death.

But only if you don't die.

It is probably impossible to fight this boy.

Huan Ning thought for a while, and very straightforwardly planned to beg for mercy from the other party.

She didn't have any dignity as a protoss, compared to her life, these are nothing to mention, not to mention she is wearing a mask now, who knows that this spineless thing is the emperor of the feather clan?
Lost in half--

Huan Ning couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"There is something strange about this thing."

The young man spoke in a faint voice, flipping the silver sword in front of her chest, and lifted the stone a little farther away.

It was also this roll, and the strange rock turned around, showing a bumpy side, revealing its original face.

There is a distorted skull floating on the black stone surface. Those uneven places are where the eyes, muzzle and nose are. Countless pale and fine soul threads spread out from the skull, entangled in the cave. like a snow cave.

Probably because of being frightened, the soul silk was being drawn back and tightened, as if thousands of sibling reptiles were returning to their nests, which reminded Huan Ning of the bowl of panacea.

The skeleton has absorbed all the soul threads, and the white bones exposed on the stone surface faintly reveal the texture of jade, which is strange and reveals a strange beauty.

Huan Ning has taken advantage of the situation and sat down on the ground.

The skull opened its mouth and spewed out a stream of foul air towards Huan Ning.

The breath is so turbid and evil, and I can already feel the extreme resentment contained in it before I come to the front. If it is infected by the turbid air, I am afraid that the skin will be rotten and the face will be completely changed.

"break!"

The young man used blood as a sacrifice, pinching the formula with his fingertips, Qing Mingzhu broke free from Huan Ning's grasp, instantly broke into powder in front of her, and formed a barrier to resist the invasion of turbid air.

This is not driven by magic power, it is just a curse of imperial things.

Huan Ning held back the magic formula in his hand, and thought inwardly that it was a pity, although the Qingming Pearl is not a rare thing, but one is worth half a year's salary of her.

The spiritual light suddenly appeared, and the illuminated cave was full of light, and then suddenly dimmed. The stone statue of the skeleton was summoned by something, and took the opportunity to fly out at a fast and urgent speed.

Flying to the mountain pass, a silver sword came suddenly, passed through the hard rock surface, and only heard a "beep", through the left eye of the skeleton, and firmly nailed it to the top of the cave.

At the same time, the young man didn't even look at Huan Ning, he already stepped on the stones on the rock wall, performed mortal martial arts and jumped to the entrance of the cave, his steps were a little heavier than before, but he went up in a short while.

Huan Ning had no choice but to hold onto the vine, using a long stick as a support, and followed up against the rocks.

The mountain wind blows slowly across the mountains, the moon has gradually set to the west, and it will be dawn.This is a cave dug in the mountainside of Pingnan Mountain. The dawn shines from the top of the mountains, illuminating this place.

Flowing clouds flowed past the mountain, and the Nai tree that grew in the crevice fluttered along with it. An inch below the cloud tree sat cross-legged. Come out, he's medsing himself.

Huan Ning's healing skills are extremely poor, let alone when his spiritual power is poor.

The airtight cave that has been in for a long time is now clear and bright, and Huan Ning can finally exhale a long breath of turbid air, but he still can't adapt to the current light for a while.

She only felt a vague figure under the tree facing her back, the clothes were half-faded to the waist, the hair was like a raven, and the skin was as cool as jade.

After a while, the young man had already lifted his clothes, brushed his messy hair out of the clothes, fastened the front of his clothes, walked quickly to Huan Ning's side, and handed her the medicine bottle.

"Since you came up by yourself, treat the wound first."

The medicine is obviously not ordinary, the jade is warm and moist without any cotton wool, and even contains a faint fairy spirit.And the hand holding the medicine bottle - it was a hand that Huan Ning didn't know how to describe, it was clearly a man's hand, but every inch was meticulously detailed and no fault could be found.

But Huan Ning's focus is on that sentence.

What do you mean you have come up?Huan Ning raised his head in bewilderment.

The young man's face is delicate, not to mention handsome, but only those drooping eyes with dense long eyelashes cast a light shadow on his eyes.

The young man's tone was calm, without the slightest hint of yin and yang, "The vines are thorny, and you are weak. I will pick you up after the injury is taken care of. Now that you have come up by yourself, it must have made the injury worse. Although this medicine is not the best medicine, but it is also of great benefit to wound healing.”

Huan Ning frowned slightly, and took the medicine unceremoniously, "Thank you."

She had a lot of injuries, but they were not deep. They were mostly thin and shallow cuts, and she was not in a hurry to deal with them. She just lowered her head and used her nails to pick out the thorns that the vines had just stuck into her palms.

She was very careful and attentive.

The boy walked to the entrance of the cave and stared at the skeleton. It was still struggling, and the stone chips wrapped on it had been shaken and fell down, revealing the shape of the skeleton itself.

A dark blue color was revealed from the white bones, and the entire skeleton had already absorbed the spiritual energy, and opened its mouth full of sharp teeth slightly, as if it couldn't wait to reveal it.

After picking the thorn, Huan Ning touched the stick that she just brought up with her hand. Gradually, her physical strength recovered, and she saw the stick clearly. Where was the stick, it was clearly——

A thick leg bone.

Huan Ning choked for a moment, and just about to throw it away, he felt a slight heat in his palm.

That amputated leg bone had a faint fairy breath!

Xu Shi finally sees the bright sun, and the immortal breath radiates out, turning into light smoke, which will go away with the wind.

Huan Ning hurriedly wrapped his sleeves, and the immortal breath did not struggle, and took advantage of the situation to attach to the sleeves of the goddess.Seeing that the boy was still staring at the skeleton, Huan Ning walked over.

The immortal breath in the sleeve seemed to be aware of it, and it was slowly overflowing, Huan Ning was startled, only to see that strand of immortal breath slowly attaching to the skeleton and hiding in it, as if recognizing its owner.

At this moment, the fiercely struggling ghost skeleton calmed down instantly, and the evil energy around it gradually subsided, and finally turned into an ordinary white bone.

Both Huan Ning and the boy were slightly shocked.

The immortal breath recognizes the master, and the evil bones absorb evil.

The owner of this skeleton is actually a fairy!
(End of this chapter)