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In an instant, everyone's spirits seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss, surrounded by an endless blue ocean, and on the surface of the sea in the distance, appeared the figure of an elegant woman.

"Master Chief."

The royal guard seemed to be used to such a situation, and immediately said with his hands clasped in a very respectful manner.

"What a powerful spirit!" Shen Tianzhou said lightly. The reason why they could see such a scene was entirely the result of the influence of the spirit. It has already reached the level of a saint.

"What a beautiful woman." Yu Dashao's eyes straightened immediately. Although Tang Yao is also a stunning beauty, this woman is obviously two different styles from her, with creamy skin, delicate and tender cheeks, and towering lips. The chest and the straight breasts, there is no flaw in the whole body, even every tiny detail is beautiful to the extreme, which makes all the male immortal cultivators present feel a little lost.

The woman did not wear the golden armor unique to the imperial court in the fairy world, but only wore a plain long gown, her expression was flat, she looked at the selected talents, and said coldly: "Have the rules been clarified?"

"I've already said it." The imperial guard who was still arrogant before replied tremblingly.

The woman said indifferently: "If anyone commits any wrongdoing, he will be killed by law, and I will explain to the imperial court."

Everyone felt chills down their spines when they heard this, thinking that this woman is really too vicious.

"So she is the Immortal Qingyao." Young Master Yu thought to himself, and saw the woman wave her sleeves, and all illusions dissipated, and everyone was still standing in the hall, as if nothing had happened, but the The coercion is condensed and does not dissipate, and it is deeply imprinted in the heart, forming an inexplicable shock.

"Be more careful in the future."

Shen Tianzhou breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Have you ever heard the legend of the century-old saint?"

Young Master Yu nodded and said: "I heard from Master before that this is a rare generation of Tianjiao in the world of earth and immortals. It is too terrifying to be able to reach the realm of saints within a hundred years."

"The earth fairy world has existed for hundreds of millions of years, and there have been countless legendary powerhouses, and the recent legend has been confirmed in the body of Qingyao immortal. In just a few hundred years, she has completed the three cultivators of body, soul, and world power. Immortal, it can be said that there is no one before or after, and she is the person who is most likely to become the commander-in-chief of the Divine Guard. The title of Qingyao has already shaken the entire Eternal Immortal Kingdom. Even the Sin Immortal Seven Emperors are very afraid of her, because no one knows. Where is her limit?"

"so smart?!"

Young Master Yu swallowed his saliva fiercely. It is unimaginable that he could reach the Three Cultivation Saint Immortals in just a few hundred years.

"It is said that she was a divine fetus when she was born, and the baby's body has already formed a sea of ​​primordial spirits. There is no need to awaken it, and the person standing behind her is the master of the imperial court in the fairy world." Shen Tianzhou said with his tongue.

"How do you know so much?" Young Master Yu wondered.

Shen Tianzhou smiled and said: "Just like you, I spent a lot of money to get the news from which guards, and I still know her name before she was titled."

"What's it called?" Young Master Yu asked curiously

"Remember, I'll only say this kind of head loss once. Her name is Lin Wan'er."

"Lin Wan'er?" Young Master Yu couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

……

ten years.

Hei Xi took Jin Bao away for ten years, and has not yet returned. I don't know how the exploration in the mysterious and endless demon realm is going. With a powerful innate demon emperor like it as the guardian, there is no need to worry about safety.

Yuan Futu still stayed in front of the Hall of Corpse Souls, sitting cross-legged in front of the bluestone gate, running the "Naurent Soul Divine Breath", as the immortal technique gradually became proficient, it became easier to visualize the Dharma of the Great Immortal Venerable, and the whole soul was immersed in the vast In the boundless void, facing the Taixian Zun far away, and hundreds of millions of stars exuded bright and piercing brilliance, covering his body, transforming into strands of spiritual power and pouring into that lake.

After ten years of practice, the size of the lake has more than doubled compared to before, and its capacity has doubled. Although it is still at the middle level of Gangxian, it is not far from the shock level.

This absorption took more than a month, and Yuan Futu's eyes were already full. Yuan Futu stood up and entered the bluestone gate again.

Immediately, those evil spirits sensed the existence of the living being, as if the infinite spirit attacking the immortal magic came together, with great force, as if they wanted to tear his spirit completely to pieces.

"Tiangang Mahamudra!"

What Yuan Futu displayed was the Wuxin Seal, the Dharma form of the Great Immortal appeared, and he slapped away, as if burning a raging flame, the power was several times stronger than the Wuxin Seal, and immediately rushed the evil ghost in front of him Break up.

For ten years, this Hall of Corpse Souls gave him a place of cultivation that he could meet but could not seek. Yuan Futu kept performing the "Tiangang Mahamudra", and when the soul was exhausted, he would restore it with "National Infant Divine Breath", repeatedly. After tempering, his strength is increasing bit by bit, and now he has achieved initial results, especially in terms of control.

The stronger the control ability, the less the consumption. In the past, Yuan Futu would consume at least [-]% of his soul if he wanted to use the Wusheng Seal, but now it can be reduced to about [-]%, that is, he can cast ten extremely powerful Wusheng Seals. The ability of the mark of the Tao is also gradually increasing. When it is bombarded, the evil spirit at the front has been scattered.

"Blood fiend!"

Yuan Futu was merciless, and the blood river spread out, involving those suppressed gangsters, refining them crazily, and the roars and screams immediately resounded through the hall.

"It took ten years to refine almost all the evil spirits here. As long as the seals of the other soul-suppressing coffins are not released, there will be no threat to step into this heavy door of souls."

After sweeping away, the number of evil ghosts appearing in this heavy gate of corpses and souls is extremely rare, and most of them were refined by Yuan Futu within the past ten years.

Swinging two Wusheng seals again, the concentration of the blood river has reached the extreme, and between the scrolls, the bodies of the souls are being torn.

Almost two hours later, Yuan Futu withdrew from the Blood River. Looking at the empty Corpse Soul Hall, he finally heaved a sigh of relief. Then he pointed like a sword, and the boundary force spread out, transforming into swords and demons floating around.

09 Each sword is about four feet long, exuding a strong filthy evil spirit, and there are as many as a hundred ways that have been condensed, just as Yuan Futu predicted before, as long as the ghosts in the soul-suppressing coffin are refined, they will be Being able to condense a hundred swords and demons is already considered a small success in the second level of "Blood Fiend **".