As the woman in the purple skirt opened her eyes, the energy in the little fox demon statue began to surge again, and this sudden change naturally attracted Zhou Qingmu's attention.

Zhou Qingmu slowly turned his head, only to see a pair of eyes that were like thousands of years of frost staring at him, with a shocking chill filling his body, as if winter was about to begin in this "forbidden land on earth" in the blink of an eye.

This person's soul power is the most powerful one Zhou Qingmu has seen so far in this forbidden land.

Zhou Qingmu was stared at by this look and subconsciously took a step back, holding the sword in his hand tightly.

After all, he couldn't confirm whether the woman in purple dress he accidentally released was an enemy or a friend.

The woman in the purple skirt looked at him expressionlessly, slowly raised her hand, and with a flick of her finger, the sword in Zhou Qingmu's hand was instantly knocked to the ground by an invisible force.

Then, before Zhou Qingmu could react, she slapped another palm, and a palm print made of frost instantly hit Zhou Qingmu's body.

The strange thing is that Zhou Qingmu didn't feel any changes in his body.

But, the next moment, Zhou Qingmu's soul actually broke away and turned into an illusory "Zhou Qingmu" standing above.

It is not the incarnation of the soul that Zhou Qingmu has cultivated at his current level, but the real three souls and seven souls of him!

Seeing this, Zhou Qingmu's face condensed slightly, he stared at the woman in the purple skirt and said solemnly: "What do you mean by this?"

The woman in the purple skirt glanced at him, but she didn't pay attention to his question. Instead, she moved instantly and came to Zhou Qingmu.

Immediately afterwards, the woman in the purple skirt struck out with another palm, as if she wanted to annihilate his soul!

Seeing this, Zhou Qingmu knew that he could no longer remain indifferent, but after a moment of thinking, it seemed that he had not practiced any soul-targeting techniques?

Now that he is out of the body, he can't even mobilize his true energy!

But that palm came towards him in an instant and was about to kill him!

Zhou Qingmu did not notice that several bloody threads had appeared vaguely on his soul body.

And when this palm suddenly fell on Zhou Qingmu's "body", a golden light instantly emerged from his body and dissolved the sky-splitting ice palm!

Then, a golden lotus shadow appeared under Zhou Qingmu's soul.

Seeing this, the woman in the purple skirt frowned slightly, and finally spoke: "The inheritance of the great power of the Buddha? Human beings, I can't kill you, just get out of here."

After that, the woman in the purple skirt returned to the little fox demon statue.

Zhou Qingmu looked at the golden lotus shadow under him, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but feel a little lucky. If it weren't for the gift from the old saint Chenbei, I'm afraid he would really be killed by the woman in purple skirt now.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qingmu couldn't help but reappear in Zhou Qingmu's mind the old saint who was always smiling.

I don’t know, now that there is no saint in the Lotus Cave, what should the white-robed monk Chen Xuannan do when faced with crises surging from all sides?

He had inexplicably received a death gift from a Buddhist saint. Along the way, he had helped him turn disaster into good fortune many times. But if Zhou Qingmu had known that such an opportunity was so great, he would never have accepted it.

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A saint's dying gift is a huge gift to anyone, any monk of the three religions!

For this, while he was grateful, he also felt guilty.

Zhou Qingmu thought that he had never done anything to deserve such an opportunity, so he had always been curious about why this old Buddhist saint could be so generous, and why he had to give him the opportunity!

What exactly did Mr. Ye agree with Monk Chenbei?

When will the time truly come?

Thinking of this, Zhou Qingmu felt heavy for no reason. He knew that he had some burdens to bear, but until now, no one, Mr. Ye or Monk Chenbei, had told him.

In fact, Zhou Qingmu has been very grateful to Mr. Ye since he was young. Mr. Ye gave him his cultivation. If one day, Mr. Ye wants to do something by himself, he will never refuse.

Because Mr. Ye will never let himself do anything he feels guilty about.

Zhou Qingmu firmly believed.

At this time, a cold voice interrupted his thoughts: "If you don't leave, even if I can't kill you, I will definitely seal you here for a thousand years!"

Zhou Qingmu was startled and immediately flew back into his body.

After returning to his body, Zhou Qingmu stretched his body and saw that the woman in purple skirt actually took his Immortal Burial Sword in her hand, staring at the strange black energy that had not dissipated on the tip of the Immortal Burial Sword.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingmu waved his hand unceremoniously, and the Immortal Burial Sword instantly flew back to his hand.

The woman in the purple skirt suddenly fixed her gaze on him and said coldly: "Who are you?"

"Why should I tell you?" Zhou Qingmu said in a deep voice with no expression on his face.

After hearing what he said, the woman in the purple skirt seemed a little angry, and raised her illusory palm again and slapped it!

Seeing this, Zhou Qingmu said coldly: "You still want to come?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he concentrated his sword energy with his other hand, and one sword turned into thousands of swords, all of which were slashed towards the woman in the purple skirt!

The palm containing the overwhelming coldness was instantly broken by this sword, and the woman in the purple skirt was now in danger!

The face of the woman in the purple skirt was slightly condensed, but after all, she is just a remnant soul now, and she does not have many means and strength to compete with a peak Yuanshen realm monk!

At this moment, Zhou Qingmu suddenly moved his fingers, and the sword energy stopped instantly, and then slowly dissipated.

Seeing this, the woman in purple skirt said coldly: "What do you mean?"

"Nothing else, I just don't want to kill you." Zhou Qingmu said indifferently.

After saying that, Zhou Qingmu moved and flew towards the center of the altar with his sword in hand.

But at this time, the woman in the purple skirt turned into a cold wind and blocked Zhou Qingmu's body.

Zhou Qingmu looked at the woman in purple skirt in front of him and finally couldn't help it, "What on earth are you going to do?"

The woman in the purple dress had no expression on her face, glanced at the girl in the white dress lying on the sarcophagus behind her, and said softly: "Do you recognize her?"

"That's natural. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to this place." Zhou Qingmu said without hesitation.

The woman in the purple skirt glanced at him and did not reply immediately. Instead, she slapped her palm toward the sarcophagus, and a palm appeared on the sarcophagus.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Qingmu felt a little worried, and he also held the sword in his hand tighter.

But the palm just stretched out a finger and gently pressed Bai Yusu's eyebrows.

Then, the woman in the purple skirt took it back and said softly: "It doesn't matter, I have seen it in her memory. You can go, she is not in danger here."

Zhou Qingmu said nothing, looked at Bai Yusu who was lying quietly, and then stared at the woman in the purple skirt, still standing where she was.

The woman in the purple skirt seemed to have seen what he was thinking, and said quietly: "Don't worry, I am a member of the Fox Clan, so naturally I will not hurt her."

After saying that, her body trembled, and a huge purple-haired fox appeared behind her.

Zhou Qingmu shook his head: "I know your identity. However, I am a little confused. Why is Miss Bai lying on this sarcophagus?"

"Forget it, you may not be able to go out, let me tell you. She has the most powerful bloodline of my fox clan, and now she is accepting the inheritance of the Fox Emperor of my era."

There was a trace of imperceptible sadness on the face of the woman in the purple skirt, but she gave an answer that made Zhou Qingmu's heart tremble!

Demon King’s inheritance!

Although Zhou Qingmu was extremely shocked in his heart, he did not show it. After stabilizing his mind, he said in a deep voice: "Since Miss Bai is accepting the inheritance, why is there no movement at all? Furthermore, as the entire demon clan, the Fox Clan

Why does the inheritance appear in this place when it is the most powerful clan in the world?"

The woman in the purple skirt felt helpless after hearing this: "This is because after the Lord Fox Emperor died in that battle, he used his last physical strength to evolve this altar here, and forcibly left behind our remnant souls in this great formation.

He is still lingering in the middle, seeking the hope of resurrection. But because the power of your bloodline and the power of the formation are attracted to each other, you, the white girl, have brought her here. But it has been too long, and what is left on the altar

The power has faded, and now it is impossible to activate the formation and carry out the inheritance."

Hearing this, Zhou Qingmu frowned slightly, but at the same time, the woman in purple skirt's words caused an uproar in his heart!

The demon king fell, evolved the altar, and left a legacy...

These things made Zhou Qingmu even more curious about this "forbidden land on earth"!

Zhou Qingmu said in a deep voice: "Do you know what kind of place this place is?"

The woman in the purple skirt frowned and suddenly disappeared from Zhou Qingmu's eyes.

The next moment, the illusory soul of the woman in purple skirt appeared in the sky above the entire forbidden land. She saw the broken mountains and rivers with corpses everywhere. Everything was desolate.

The woman in the purple skirt sighed, returned to the altar, stared at Zhou Qingmu and said in a deep voice: "Humans, if you don't know anything about the things of our time, how did you get in?"

Zhou Qingmu sighed helplessly: "There's nothing I can do! If I don't come, I will be dead."

In response to his words, the woman in the purple skirt did not say anything, but pointed to the Immortal Burial Sword in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Is this sword yours?"

Zhou Qingmu nodded heavily.

Seeing this, the woman in purple skirt stared at the sword and pondered for a long time, and then slowly asked: "Do you want to go out?"

Zhou Qingmu nodded heavily again and looked at her helplessly.

Isn't this nonsense?

The woman in purple skirt said solemnly: "I can tell you how to get out, but..."

Before the woman in the purple skirt could finish speaking, Zhou Qingmu interrupted her, "I want to take Miss Bai out with me. If that doesn't work, I will take Miss Bai and go by myself. You can't stop me, and I'm not completely powerless to take Miss Bai out."
Chapter completed!