A roar!!!

The ice burst at an extremely fast speed and flew around, but it was naturally not a problem for the three of them.

When everything calmed down, Lin Qingyu saw that there was only a purple chessboard and some magic weapon fragments where Yin Wuming exploded. I don’t know if the other items were destroyed by themselves or had not been carried at all.

Thinking of Yin Wuming's strange behavior, Lin Qingyu and the other two still did not dare to be careless at this time.

After the impact of his self-destruction was completely subsided, Lin Qingyu and the other two went forward to check carefully.

"This magic weapon fragment should be its natal magic weapon, and it should have the level of the eighth level of heaven."

Yan Chixia said to Lin Qingyu with a pity in her tone.

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingyu smiled indifferently and said, "Even if it is preserved intact, its ban will collapse with the death of the owner. At that time, it will only be a magic weapon embryo."

Then he turned his head to look at the chessboard-shaped spiritual weapon. After all, Yan Chixia and the other two forced Yin Wuming into a desperate situation. His arrival was just the icing on the cake, so there was no reason to occupy the spiritual weapon with shamelessness.

At the same time, I was worried that the owner of this spiritual weapon would notice it and take it back in time.

Therefore, he signaled to Yan Chixia and said, "Fellow Taoist, please check this spiritual weapon quickly. If you are busy, you can't let the old demon in Black Mountain take back the things."

Of course everyone understands this principle. When Yan Chixia had not yet moved the spiritual weapon, she immediately recited the Buddhist mantra, and applied nine layers of seals to firmly suppress the spiritual weapon.

Although Lin Qingyu knew that Yan Chixia had a fellow Buddhist practitioner and gathered the strengths of the two schools to achieve today's cultivation, he never thought that his Buddhist methods were so proficient.

Whether it was the "Great Power Demon Suppressing Circle" at the level of nearly the fourth level of Taoism, or the sealing technique, Lin Qingyu opened his eyes.

Yan Chixia turned her head and saw Lin Qingyu with an unexpected expression, and explained with a smile: "The Lanruo Temple was dilapidated and its inheritance was scattered. I got part of the inheritance. After a few years, my practice has not been slow."

Hearing Yan Chixia's words, Lin Qingyu couldn't help but smile and said, "Fellow Taoist is too modest. Fellow Taoist is now less than sixty years old and is about to be perfected. There is hope for the elixir in the future. How can I describe it if I don't practice slowly?"

Hearing Lin Qingyu say this, Yan Chixia smiled boldly and said, "Fellow Taoist, don't praise me. According to me, although your cultivation level is not in the early stage of Jade Liquid, your thick foundation is not comparable to my wild path."

Seeing that the two of them were playing together in this business, Ning Caichen couldn't help laughing and interrupted with a smile: "Your cultivation is not bad either. Don't forget to praise me later, two seniors, but now it's important to clean up our hands."

The two of them realized that they were just polite like an ordinary person, and they couldn't help but laugh.

Immediately, Yan Chixia put away the purple chessboard first and said to Lin Qingyu and the others: "This cloud is no longer as thick as before, and I think it will disappear. But it seems that this is also an environment created by magic weapons. Once the master dies, no one will control it, and it will slowly dissipate."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingyu's spiritual consciousness dissipated and swept around. He soon found that a small dark flag was floating up and down at the densest place of the clouds hundreds of feet high.

Lin Qingyu flew over and grabbed him with a grapple hand. After looking at it, he found that this ordinary little flag was actually a spiritual weapon, and it was still a masterpiece now.

I think this might be Yin Wuming’s own thing. After his death, the mark disappeared, and naturally became a master.

Holding it in his hand and feeling the biting coldness on it, Lin Qingyu did not refine it. After all, he is not suitable for those with shallow eyelids.

He returned to Yan Chixia and the others with a small flag. Lin Qingyu smiled and said, "It's really a surprise. It's actually a spiritual weapon. In addition, the things I got from the early stage of the Jade Liquid Ghost Cultivator just now, I didn't have a waste of work this time."

Yan Chixia and the other two also had smiles on their faces. Although the three of them originally planned to get rid of the tree demon, they didn't expect that it would be so difficult later, but the harvest was quite rich.

Yan Chixia suggested: "The matter has come to an end for the time being. We still need to go back and adjust our breathing. After all, there are still ghosts under the tree demon seat to be handled at night."

You should not be careless if you understand this matter, otherwise these ghosts would run out without any restrictions, and the three of them would not have handled it well.

Moreover, there is a mark of the Black Mountain Old Demon in Lin Qingyu's sea of ​​consciousness that needs to be dealt with, so he has to return to Lanruo Temple to act.

Therefore, he also echoed: "It is precisely because a fierce battle has consumed a lot, and there are many ghosts, so we should not be careless."

......

After returning to Lanruo Temple, the three of them searched for a quiet room to prepare for breathing.

Compared with Yan Chixia and the other two, Lin Qingyu consumed relatively little, and he had been replying after the battle.

After returning to the quiet room, Lin Qingyu found that in the sea of ​​consciousness, there was almost no soul mark left by the Jade Liquid Ghost Cultivator.

Therefore, he simply stared at it with concentration until his soul breath completely dissipated. He couldn't help but immediately became extremely vigilant and stared at the mark of the old demon in Black Mountain with caution.

The black face was marked as the moment the Jade Liquid Ghost Cultivation's soul aura dissipated, and the black light was flourishing. The whole face suddenly became vivid, with the expression on it extremely ferocious.

The gloomy and shrill sounds of ghosts and gods echoed in Lin Qingyu's sea of ​​consciousness, but Lin Qingyu kept his mind tightly and was unmoved, and the three souls were also hidden in the darkness of the sea of ​​consciousness.

After the ghost face mark roared, it opened its mouth full of fangs and felt something like it was a breath, but this place was Lin Qingyu's home court. Although the ghost face mark of the Black Mountain Old Demon was strong, Lin Qingyu could do anything but hide his own soul and prevent him from notice.

The black light of the ghost face mark flashed one after another, but because he did not have the wisdom, he could only feel the aura of Lin Qingyu that was stained on the three treasures.

Therefore, after hearing his sharp roar, the entire ghost mark completely turned into a huge mouth, and he bit the three treasures on the side.

Although Lin Qingyu speculated that the old monster of the Black Mountain was also a monster of the Golden Pill level, it was difficult to guess what kind of cultivation he had, but he still had a very self-aware understanding of the mark he left only by his own designation.

Therefore, I thought of this move. Anyway, I am a enemy but not a friend. Wouldn’t it be a good idea to take the opportunity to weaken it?

God was standing on Lin Qingyu's side. The ghost face mark of the old demon in Black Mountain lived up to the expectations and directly gave Sanbao Ruyi a mouthful.

The three treasures Ruyi, which Lin Qingyu had never been able to shake, was finally attacked by the soul attack at the level of the Golden Pill, and finally had a little movement.
Chapter completed!