Isn’t this the world that Xu Yi has experienced like this, constantly closed and constantly ceiling.

He never thought about why this was the case. Now, after listening to Zhang Fang's thorough and simple answer, he was completely enlightened.

"Brother Zhang has heard of someone who can accommodate two seeds of the same line at the same time?"

Xu Yi asked the last question.

Zhang Fang widened his eyes, "No wonder the fire-type spiritual power in your sword light can exist under such a powerful true meaning of thunder. It turns out that you have accommodated two fire-type seeds. The world is so big that there are all kinds of wonders, and Zhang has also opened his eyes."

After saying this, Xu Yi was disappointed.

Zhang Fang said, "You don't have to worry about any kind of weird things in the cultivation world. The more you are in this situation, the more you should go to the desolate border. Although there are hardships and evil, it is most suitable for the survival of evil people like you."

Xu Yi smiled slightly, "Okay, let's get here, Brother Zhang please come back."

"What!"

Zhang Fang was stunned and couldn't believe his ears.

Xu Yi said, "Why, I'm still waiting for me to keep you for the New Year if I don't leave? Here, your grudges have been eliminated. As for you, what do you want to think, get out quickly and don't let me change my mind again."

After a quick stroke, Zhang Fang's figure disappeared without a trace.

"Why are you doing this? I'll swallow his corpse gas. Maybe I can dig out more secrets. What's going on with him and Han Qi must have a lot to dig."

The idea of ​​the wild charm comes from the way of thought.

Xu Yi said, "I won't dig anymore. This person named Zhang doesn't bother me. I am a person with a conscience now and I don't want to do anything."

After hearing this, Huang Mei almost fell into a coma. You have a conscience. You are not moved. You have to squeeze out two taels of oil even if you are straw. You don’t know. You just want to bury a nail for yourself on the desolate border and use it to the fullest extent. So I ask who else?

As Xu Yi finished speaking, a voice came, "Beware that Han Qi can be in the position of the demon lord, and is definitely not an ordinary four-seeded monk. The power he can use is beyond your imagination."

It was Zhang Fang's voice transmission.

"Look, I said that people's hearts are all made of flesh."

Xu Yi sighed.

Huang Mei whispered in her heart, "Other people's hearts are fleshy, but your heart is a beehive made of Geng Iron." But he said, "He said it right. The amount of the demon lord can be used is too large. Not to mention the demon lord, you can see the power of a Pang Daojun in the Biyou Academy? That is the power of the system."

Xu Yishen agreed, so he naturally would not take it lightly.

However, at present, he still doesn't care about Han Qi. He has important things to do, which is to study the newly emerged martial arts "Dingyuan Technique", the Nine-Turn-Turn-Sainting Art. This set of magical powers is extremely powerful. Just looking at the outline of the entire martial arts, he couldn't help but be excited.

Unexpectedly, he was ready to go to seclusion, and Ruyizhu made some noise.

The ban was urged to lift, and the news came from Xiong Beiming. After saying goodbye to him, he entered Kunlun Ruins and looked for his own opportunities. There was no news for several years. Today, the news came, and the news came, which means that this guy has come out of the Biyou Learning Palace World and came to Xizhou.

Sure enough, Xiong Beiming said that he was on Dongliu Island, which was only a thousand miles away from Zuting. He hurriedly told the reason. Xu Yi did not dare to neglect and rushed over.

Just as Xu Yi left the cave and rushed towards Dongliu Island, a ban on the snowy ridge at the peak of Hanshan, the main line of the mountain range between Zuting and the Pope, was being held.

The person who casts the spell was the Imperial Heavenly Supervisor who claimed to be in seclusion.

The entire set of spirit-gathering methods for the Zhou meteor position gathering spirits requires almost a huge amount of energy and resources. Since there are written records, such a forbidden array has not been stimulated several times.

This time, the person who asked to use this out-of-print forbidden array to gather spirits was not someone else, but Han Qi, one of the five demon lords of the ancestral court today.

What he was going to gather was the spirit of his only son, the Korean soldiers.

The Han soldiers are dead, and even the corpse energy has dissipated. The divine fetus is destroyed, and there is no spiritual gathering.

The beauty of this set of forbidden formations is that it activates the power of stars, collects a thousand, connects a wisp of residual soul, and lets the souls scatter, and meets the living for the last time.

However, because of the connection, only a wisp of residual soul may have lost logic and memory.

In order to preserve the dead's memory to the greatest extent, the position was set up and this snow ridge was chosen. This was the place where the Korean soldiers negotiated with the Plum Blossoms and the place where his soul was destroyed.

The huge price may be ineffective communication, so this prohibition method is rarely arranged by anyone.

These shortcomings were mentioned repeatedly by Song and Yuan Dynasty, but Han Qi wanted to do whatever he wanted, and Song and Yuan Dynasty had to take the order and do it.

At this moment, five precious five-type heavenly spirit stones were placed on a formation plate with complex forbidden spell patterns carved with countless secret treasures. Song Yuan, who was sweating, sat cross-legged, regulated his breath for an hour, stood up and watched the sky. Suddenly, the handle of the Big Dipper pierced the clouds and revealed it. Song Yuan was shocked, "Master Demon Lord, you can start."

Han Qi took a deep breath, waved his palm and shot out a spiritual power towards the formation plate. The rolling spiritual power was like a river pouring into the sea, illuminating the formation plate bit by bit.

In a blink of an eye, it was nearly an hour. With Han Qi's cultivation level, his body could not help but tremble, and a layer of fine water droplets condensed from his eyebrows.

Finally, the center of the array plate was also lit up. Han Qi shook his body a few times, and he refused to fall. At this moment, five five-type heavenly spirit stones burst out with violent light at the same time. The next moment, it burned wildly.

The blazing light of the array plate and spirit stone lasted for almost a moment and then disappeared.

However, several beams of light rushed straight into the sky. The originally starry sky suddenly became completely dark and silent, with strong winds blowing, and lightning and thunder.

The entire astronomical phenomenon continued for a stick of incense before returning to tranquility. The night became more and more quiet, and in the boundless darkness, desolation seemed to grow freely.

The Song and Yuan dynasties quickly took out a piece of silver cloth, spread it on the ground, and lit a soul-rest fragrance. Soon, the curling cigarettes were about to gather into a human form. The human form was extremely unstable, floating, and seemed to collapse at any time.

"Bing'er, is it you?"

Han Qi called softly, even though his mind was tenacious, he was already crying.

He made a sound when the swaying human figure immediately disintegrated. Song Yuan used a magic power to turn into a shield and barely maintained the human figure. "Master Demon Lord, bloodline."

Han Qi suddenly pulled away his clothes, and a dark drop of pain broke out in his heart. Song Yuan sucked the pain and directly penetrated the shield. The swaying human figure finally stabilized and became clearer. It was exactly the appearance of Han Bing. The little man looked at Han Qi with endless confusion in his familiarity.

"There is not much time left, Lord Demon Lord, hurry up."

Song Yuan said anxiously.
Chapter completed!