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In the area where the important minister's mansion is located, except for slaves, civilians can walk in it. Although there are not small restrictions, there is not much intrusion in Zhou Qing.

Blood Castle!

This is Zhou Qing's goal. In the past, Bai Yifei, who was waiting for Baiyue in snow clothes, left a few dark pieces behind. They have been tempered by blood and fire, they have been oppressed for more than ten years, and they have been baptized by the destruction of the country and their families. Reversed, also become a chess player, the result is worth looking forward to.

Compared with other mansions nearby, the entire Bloody Castle looks extraordinary. The ancestors have been honored for generations, hereditary marquis, and also a general. The appearance is obvious, and the gray-white castle is extremely luxurious and strange.

The gate of the castle marked by bats, several tall statues of soldiers are built on both sides, the military flag printed with the bat's family emblem flutters in the wind, and the red chains sink into the depths, it seems that there are some unknown past events, the bones shine Silver Armor, Snowy Blood Castle.

The spiritual sense spread, and there was no strong aura in the entire Blood Cloth Castle, but a few warriors at the innate level stood upright without a shadow, and stepped inside. As the general who commanded an army of [-], they have not returned at this moment.

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The whole body exudes a trace of coldness, standing on the east side of Xinzheng. The glory of the past generations has gradually expanded the area of ​​the mansion. Stepping inside, a number of sturdy white armor soldiers patrolled rigorously with spears in their hands. on the defensive.

A series of cool streams are introduced from the rolling valleys on the east side, criss-crossing in the snow-coated castle, and the exquisite buildings are located in it in an orderly manner, standing in the air, looking into the depths of the blood-cloaked castle, the whole mansion is faint and not far away mountains merged into one.

In the front courtyard of Snowcloth Fort, although the master has not returned, the internal servants and maids still maintain the operation of the Marquis in an orderly manner, and there are soldiers guarding the whole Snowcloth Fort, adding a touch of detachment and dignity.

"An ancient man who is good at being a scholar is subtle and mysterious, and is unrecognizable. Huwei is unrecognizable, so he is strong!"

"Let me see what's hidden in your snow castle!"

The spirit blends into the void of heaven and earth, and the vast power of spiritual perception spreads, covering every area below with precision, from a radius of a hundred and ten square meters to hundreds of square meters and thousands of square meters.

Pinch the Yin Jue with both hands in front of the body, and the Hunyuan Taiji diagram with flashing blue light appears. This method is the magic of "Dong Xuan" in the thirty-six methods of "Tao Jing", which is very different from the supreme method of "The Gate of Xuan Min". The method of vitality, this method is to temper the spiritual sense, making it more keenly aware of the wonders of the world.

In the past when the Hundred Schools were first established, Zhu Xia was unable to do so. Those who are good at being scholars melted into the void with spiritual awareness, subtle mysteries, enlightened all kinds of martial arts practice, and thus reached another incredible state.

Over the past few years, although my body's cultivation has not broken through to enlightenment and returned, but the thirty-six volumes of the supreme profound art contained in the "Tao Jing" have made considerable progress, and it is appropriate to use it today. And out, the cyan Taiji diagram in front of him flew out leisurely.

Pressing the void with one hand, directly submerged in the Snow Cloak Fort, up to hundreds of meters from the Netherworld, down to the turbid land, all within the induction, each of the thirty-six volumes of profound art has its own second, I really don’t know when How the patriarch kept them down in writing.

"Well, a secret room?"

Walking on the winding path in the courtyard, standing upright without a shadow, and perceiving everything around him carefully, not long after dozens of breaths, he perceives a cloud in a hall on the right side of his body. Strange breath.

The dark and cold breath gushes out from under it, but its exit is blocked by the five elements. Feeling this, without hesitation, stepping on the body and the strong wind is running, it is to enter it alone.

Compared with the bright and warm outside world, just entering the room felt a kind of coldness that went straight into the depths of the body. Dark red tulle floated randomly inside, and the copper cups in the shape of bats had no fire, which was precious. The beautiful velvet carpet paved the ground.

Although I don't know where this place is, but judging by the surrounding decorations, it is definitely not for ordinary people to enter. There are many square pillars of black wood, with simple textures imprinted on them. Ignoring other things in the room, I walked to the front The sensing area.

Located in the corner of Sen Leng's room, his eyes moved slightly to find the source. The rest of the room has thick wooden floors, and only this area is decorated with a dark golden round door.

The five-element imprint on it occupies five positions, and it is quite a bit of the Taoist rhyme of the Yin-Yang family. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the bronze chime bell on one side. For a moment, Zhou Qing seemed to think of something, and couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

It turned out to be this area!

While waving his hands, his strength split, and he directly wrapped the three-layered bronze chime bell on one side. He already knew the key to enter, and the ancient and elegant chime bell moved slightly. On the low stairs, wisps of white light shone from below.

Wrapped in blue light all over the body, protected by a three-foot air wall, stepping out, disappearing into the room, and entering the secret room below, the naked eye glows, without the help of a torch, the spiritual sense arises, another door that seems to have existed for a long time The wooden gate blocks the front.

The void patted lightly, and the door slowly opened. In an instant, an aura ten times colder than the outside room came, but the vitality of the world here was much richer, but it was also full of strong resentful spirits. , the smell of blood, the smell of pain...

Knowing where this is, Zhou Qing was not surprised. His ears moved slightly, and wherever he looked, in the dim and cold area, sharp piercing sounds quickly approached, and the sound of Weng Ming burst out from the void. The power is not weak .

"Blood-drinking spirit butterfly!"

With the palm of one hand up, lift it up slowly, the yin and yang are reversed, and the suction is self-generated, covering all the strange things that are approaching you. Whenever you are covered by the true essence, the creatures that have already approached will be directly captured by the most rigid and yang power is annihilated.

The True Essence Protector, ignoring everything, walked and moved, and hundreds of thousands of red spirit butterflies were destroyed. After more than ten steps forward, the eyes suddenly brightened, the surrounding dark area opened up, and several rare night pearls were inlaid around.

In the middle of the empty area, a huge wall of ice stood inside. On the wall, a girl with a very graceful figure who was only thirteen or fourteen years old was placed on the wall of ice abruptly.

With no clothes left, she was imprisoned naked on the icy wall, her breath of life was in jeopardy, and red spirit butterflies exuding bloody aura stinged at every part of the girl's naked body, constantly absorbing the girl's body with round tentacles. The power of the most yin and pure blood.

At the same time, he also integrated his own strange power into the girl's blood. Along with the jump of a creature emitting blue and white light in the heart, two delicate and pale arms manifested bloody silk threads, each hanging down on one side, dripping with strange liquid Drop into a copper bottle under the palm of your hand.

"Don't be afraid, everything will pass!"

As if sensing the approach of others, the dying girl imprisoned on the ice wall tried her best to open her pure eyes. With a trace of unspeakable fear, she looked at Zhou Qing. She wanted to say something, but she had no strength. Struggling for something, also without strength.

In the depths of the black and white pure eyes, there was infinite fear and despair. Feeling this, Zhou Qing remained motionless, waved his hand to a small bronze vial at the side, and then shot out with a palm, the incomparably rich and mysterious female spirit. Power poured out of the body.

Entering from the Baihui acupoint on the top of the girl's head, it penetrates all the meridians of the body in an instant, vibrating with force, and the yin and yang cycles, directly shaking all the blood-drinking spirit butterflies on the surface of the body to pieces, and the blue-and-white biological insect at the heart of her chest is actually Not bad, it didn't fall.

The suction force is self-generated, the little blue-and-white biological worm fell into the bronze vial in his hand, and the worm fell from the girl's body. At the same time, the bloody thread on the girl's body disappeared, thanks to the blessing of the mysterious female power , the vitality is instantly stabilized, and gradually strengthened.

call out!call out!call out!

After a few breaths, tens of thousands of blood-drinking spirit butterflies spewed out from this dark underground cave again, sensing the location of the blue-and-white creature insect, all rushed towards Zhou Qing, densely packed, wrinkled by the whirlwind, arousing A series of icy wind blades enveloped Zhou Qing's entire body.

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Gently hugging the girl on the previous wall of ice with both hands, the flow of true energy caused the girl to fall into a deep lethargy, and the dazzling Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram on the body spread and turned into a restricted area of ​​three feet.

The power of Zhigang Zhiyang pours into it, and if you touch it with tens of thousands of blood-drinking spirit butterflies, they will be instantly shattered, and the strong impact falls on Zhou Qing without any fluctuations, just like the breeze blowing on the face, and the bright moon shining Oe.

After a full hundred breaths, I don't know how many blood-drinking red spirit butterflies were killed by Zhenyuan. Only when there was no more spirit butterflies around, Zhou Qing walked back slowly.

If there is no girl in my arms, maybe I have to continue to explore, but under the spiritual sense, there is no other hidden place to spread along the ventilation opening of this underground cave.

It's just piles of silver dry bones, it's just the cold breath filling everything, it's just the gurgling sound of a cold stream, shaking his head lightly, between steps, he returns to the room above.

"Get a good night's sleep first, the cycle of yin and yang will bring you happiness, after that, you will stay away from here!"

Putting the naked and delicate girl on the bed in the room, took a thick blanket, covered the girl, sensed the situation in the girl's body, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.