Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 925
Lingjiu looked at Song Xueyi quite speechlessly and in disbelief. What kind of luck is this guy? Just after condensing the holy power totem, there is a source of holy power?It seems to be quite simple for her to condense the holy power totem, but the accumulation of holy power was done by her little bit of planning, and she was not lazy at all.

"Do you know where the source of the holy power comes from?"

Song Xueyi didn't answer for a moment.

Lingjiu stared at him.

"Not in this world."

This sentence is too informative.

How big is this world?Countless secret realms, boundless regions!But Song Xueyi said that the source of his holy power is not in this world, which means there is a world beyond this world!

Surprisingly, Lingjiu thought she would be surprised, but in fact she didn't feel any ups and downs after listening to it, as if she had already been mentally prepared for this.

"The owner of the golden pupil is not in this world?"

"Ah."

The two looked at each other.

Warmth is born in silence.

Lingjiu suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed Song Xueyi's hand and put it on her stomach, said solemnly: "Song Xiaobai, you have to work harder, you will be a father in the near future."

When her hand touched her lower abdomen through the fabric, the tenderness in Song Xueyi's eyes almost dripped, and her soft voice seemed to be afraid of disturbing something, "Okay."

"I won't disappoint Jiu'er."

Ten days later, Xiahou obediently fulfilled his promise and refined it into a breath-suppressing spiritual weapon.

"Cultivators below the Derivative Realm will never be able to detect any demonic energy." Xia Hou obediently has confidence in his masterpiece, "The monks above the Derivative Realm, as long as the demon power is not overused, it is not so easy to detect, but for Immortal Venerables in the Nine Layer Realm will be invalid."

Lingjiu showed a contemptuous expression, took the three breath-suppressing spirit weapons he had refined in a row, turned and left.

"Little demon, what is your attitude? Ah?! Don't think that I can't see that you are looking down on me. You can practice if you have the ability! I don't believe you can do it. Believe it or not, I quit it and quit it Stop doing it——!"

Bailiqian and the others who came to receive the breath-containing spirit weapon could hear him screaming in frustration, and finally saw Xia Hou obediently being pissed off.

"This is already very good, isn't Xiao Jiu's request too high?" Bailiqian said softly.

Lingjiu nodded and said with a smile: "It's really good, but I know that he has more potential than this. He is a person who doesn't take hard and soft things when it comes to refining weapons, and he just takes this set."

Bailiqian and Shentu looked at the woman's innocent smile, and silently mourned for Xia Hou obediently in their hearts.

Bailiqian, Shentu, and Qingyuan were given the first three breath-suppressing spiritual weapons.

Qin Yan's temperament is unruly, and he doesn't hide his own features, and it's useless to give him a breath-holding spiritual weapon.Song Xueyi itself is a strange existence, like the Lingjiu, it can coexist with spiritual power and demon power.

After everyone's discussion, several hall masters of Thousand Monster Hall set off separately.

One month later, Qin Chi appeared before the eyes of the world, and expelled a small sect of the fairy sect by himself, causing an uproar.

He became the other side that the monks chased and killed. He spent years in fighting and hunting, and occasionally returned to the place of exile.

Qin Yan became the target of the monks, and it was easier for Bailiqian and the others to hide and act. Half a year later, according to what Chengxi said, they found the first big demon site.

A year later, Song Xueyi was discovered by monks in the White Tiger Ruins, one against a hundred, among them were eight derived immortals and one immortal of the ninth level, all of whom were beheaded by him.

This battle made Song Xueyi famous all over the world, and he was conferred an honorable title.The cultivators who believed that he had degenerated into a demon called him Blood Moon Demon Venerable, and those who thought he was still a cultivator called him Xueyue Immortal Venerable.According to the monks who witnessed Song Xueyi's battle of fame with his own eyes, Song Xueyi was covered in moonlight and surrounded by snow and frost during the battle. Flowing into a river, this has two titles.

Two years later, Song Xueyi's achievements were more prominent in front of the public. Just like his identity as the Blood Lord back then, the places where he often appeared were the secret places of the ruins.Where is the secret place of the ruins?The people who go there are all for the treasure, and if there are too many people to seize the treasure, there will be disputes, and Song Xueyi's record is born from this.

From the battle of the Sea Demon Immortal in Exile to Song Xueyi's first appearance in the White Tiger Ruins to the present, he has appeared in five ruins or secret realms in total for five years, which is considered once a year. There is a battle, each battle is more than one enemy, and every battle is victorious.

The world is shocked!

After that, almost all the news about Song Xueyi was dug out.

Born in a small world, he was sick when he was a child, and later cultivated immortality. He was less than a hundred years old. He was an elder of the Yinxian sect, a genius alchemy master, and a blood son of the demon clan. Now he has reached the ninth level!

When these pieces of news were dug out, his reputation was already known to everyone.

The hopeless desert is full of yellow sand and the edge cannot be seen.

The four of them ran wildly in the yellow sand, their speed brought up strips of yellow sand flying silk.There was yellow sand undulating behind the four of them, as if some huge creature was crawling under the sand, its speed was even faster than the four of them, and the distance between them was also getting closer.

"Liao Jia, you stay with me and let the young master and Cui Yu go!" the man in black armor shouted through gritted teeth as he checked the distance to the giant yellow sand beast behind him.

The other man was Liao Jia in his words, and he stopped without saying a word.

"No!" As the little princess of the Cave of Beasts, Bai Qiaoqiao has never regretted and despaired like today, "Uncle Ming is already dead, I don't want you to die for me too! If we all die together, he can't catch up We, we still have a chance!"

Liao Yi who spoke at the beginning showed helplessness, "Young Master..."

"I can't do it if I say no!" Bai Qiaoqiao gritted her teeth, her eyes were already red.

"Be careful—!" the taciturn Liao Jia suddenly shouted.

Bai Qiaoqiao saw him standing in front of her, sprayed with blood and flesh, his legs had been separated from his body.

"Ah!" Liao Jia couldn't help screaming at the sudden attack and severe pain.

Bai Qiaoqiao's face turned pale instantly, and tears welled up in her eyes, "Liao Jia!"

The yellow sand was churning, and a huge and ferocious beast had emerged.It was born like a scorpion, its whole body was sandy yellow, and a huge clip like scissors was stained with blood and flesh. It was this murder weapon that broke Liao Jia's legs.

"It...how could it be so fast." The maid Cui Yu's body trembled.

The giant yellow sand beast rushed to their side within a few words.

It's too late to say anything at this time.

Liao Yi stood in front of Bai Qiaoqiao instead of Liao Jia, "Young master, find a chance to escape!"

Baiqiaoqiao's pale lips moved, and she could hear Liao Yi's dry voice, and she understood that even if he delayed, her chance of escaping was pitifully small.

(End of this chapter)