Mo Yu and Mo Xuan seem to be very dissatisfied. Qin Xuan hasn't moved his hand since they met Qin Xuan.

Moreover, Qin Xuan was so rash as to let them bury in the depths of the emperor's mausoleum that they were trapped in the magic mines.

In their eyes, Qin Xuan is at great risk.

If it had not been for Luo Fu Xian's excellent treatment of Qin Xuan, they would have been in trouble for a long time.

After all, Luo Fu Xian's medical magic power is an indispensable existence for them.

If there is no Luo Fu immortal, it is not easy for them to kill the gods and demons in the first place of Hunyuan, even if they are Da Luo Ba Zhuan.

Qin Xuan raises Mou, in the eye passes a light cool idea, then want to open mouth.

At this time, Luo Fu Xian Lian said: "you two, Prince Qin naturally knows that this is the tomb of the emperor!"

"It's not the childe of Qin who is responsible for taking away the spirit of Huahai. It's Fu Xian. If Fu Xian hadn't made up his own mind, they would not have been forced to enter here!"

Mo Xuan snorts coldly. She wants to open her mouth, but Mo Yu stops her.

"Miss Luo, you are so kind and righteous. I'm afraid that your brother, who has such a small blood relationship with you, is in danger. His life and death are uncertain!" Zhen Yin's strange eyes turn to one side.

Zhen Qianzhou said with a smile: "that's natural. As a Luo girl, the most beautiful and kind-hearted of the younger generation, how can it be without such benevolence and righteousness?"

After Zhen Qianzhou's interruption, Mo Yu and his sister said nothing more.

Luo Fu Xian sighed. She looked at Qin Xuan's indifferent look and shook her head slightly.

Even if Qin Xuan is rich in heritage, the Mohist brothers and sisters are now big Luo Ba Zhuan.

Between the two, almost a big realm.

What's more, Luo Fu Xian has an intuition that the Mohist brothers and sisters are not as simple as they seem.

When they fell into the magic mine, the Mohist brothers and sisters were the first to wake up and seemed to get something from the remains of the saint.

For example, the ancient scroll recording the Shenmo cave was discovered by Moyu.

However, the atmosphere is obviously not right.

The group continued to move forward and entered a mine in front of them. They had been prepared for a long time. They took out their treasures and prepared to fight.

Harsh hissing sound, at this moment, suddenly remembered.

"No!"

Mo Yu's face changed slightly. "According to the records of the ancient scroll, this place should be a strange beast of food origin."

"Why, it's a ghost!"

"The spirit of hell, the evil spirit of Yin!"

Mo Xuan also slowly opened her mouth and looked ahead. The statue was red with blood, and its nails were as sharp as a blade. It smelled like it had been soaked in rotten blood.

"It's OK, but it's the ghost of the first place of Hunyuan!"

"If it's Hunyuan's second realm, the creatures in the third realm will be in trouble!"

Mo Yu takes a deep breath, and the sword in his hand is shocked, and the other hand is Ning Jue.

Immediately, there is a bright light on the body of the sword. The light has the power of dispelling ghosts and dispersing spirits. It can restrain the ghost.

Instead, Qin Xuan was looking at the bloody clothes, the ferocious and terrifying ghost marriage, his thin lips slightly opened, and said, "in the ancient scroll, is there no other way?"

"I'm afraid the road is blocked by your help!"

He stood at random, his eyes relaxed.

"Since it's the first place in Hunyuan, why take a detour?"

"Qin Changqing, you see my son Shenwei, come to kill this ghost!"

Zhen Qianzhou's sharp eyes seem to sweep the ink feather brother and sister's slightly bad look. He can't help but drink and kill the bloody ghost.

Mo Yu Yu glances at Qin Xuan coldly. Immediately, a sword in his hand interweaves in the air and turns into a red sword. It burns like fire and rushes to the bloody ghost.

In the hands of Luo Fu Xian, he also refined the immortal treasure and put a fine needle into the three people's bodies. Immediately, the three people's breath suddenly increased.

Swords, supernatural powers, and even immortals, swept through the mine and roared in all directions to the West.

Three people advance and retreat orderly, attack and defense contract, the bloody ghost, unexpectedly in the three people join hands, constantly retreat.

Boom!

A sword tore the front wall of the mine and cut the ghost in red directly.

Mo Yu's face is not half silk relaxed, big shout way: "Zhen young master!"

"I see!"

The corner of Zhen Qianzhou's mouth outlined a wanton radian. "It's just a ghost. How can you stop me?"

"Today's meeting is a fate. I will spare you from the ugly appearance and pass you through the reincarnation!"

In his hand, the big seal suddenly appeared.

His hands coagulate Jue, big seal like a mountain, on which, if there is a golden dragon.

The Golden Dragon breaks the evil spirit, and the evil spirit meets it, just like the spring snow meets the scorching sun.

The ghost in red, which was still gathering, suddenly made a shrill sound.Under the seal of the golden dragon, his body was crushed again.

Zhen Qianzhou turned his palm and another pagoda appeared in his hand.

"Meteorite!"

Zhen Qianzhou is full of proud smile, the pagoda rotation, on which, blooming with seven colors of glory.

Every time the pagoda rotates, it bombards the broken ghost, if you want to destroy it into nothingness.

Under the two immortal treasures, the ghost in red is Hunyuan, and it's a ghost. It's hard to kill, but its breath drops by one point.

"Ah

All of a sudden, there was a loud scream, and the void became a ripple. In this howling, the Golden Dragon on the two magic weapons and the seven colors of light seemed to be destroyed by the wind.

Zhen Qianzhou's arrogant expression suddenly changed. He could not help stepping back and humming.

"It's going to die!"

Mo Yu and Mo Xuan look at each other. Immediately, the sword array is in the air. Mo Xuan practices the sword array and kills the red clothes with countless sword Qi.

Mo Yu is the hand of the spirit of decisive, eight turn of the power, body in front of the sword, a mysterious rune, appeared on the sword.

The ghost in red is in the sword array. The ghost in red is like a shadow. It keeps away and tears. It is full of sword Qi.

Mo Yu's hand was still cursing. After ten breath, a breath of terror suddenly appeared on the sword.

"Mohist sword formula, break evil!"

A vast sound resounds through the mine.

The immortal sword is like light. In an instant, it rushes into the sword array and divides the ghost in red into two.

The sword feather's face is not light and pale.

In the shrill howl of the ghost in red, the two bodies were constantly twisted and wanted to be one, but they were blocked by the sword Qi, unable to achieve their wishes. That kind of anger, pain, even more like endless wailing scream, almost made people's scalp burst.

Qin Xuan quietly looked at Mo Yu, "Mohist sword formula? Hunyuan sword formula

Qin Xuan immediately gently shook his head, eyes indifferent, said: "if only this one red ghost, ghost Yin Sha, you want to break this road is not difficult!"

"But this ghost is not a pure ghost, but..."

"The son and the mother are strange!"

"The mother is so sad and fierce. How can Zisha not come?"

Just as Qin Xuan's voice fell, a terrible cry of children suddenly rang out.

At the exit of the mine, a terrible evil spirit turned into substance, and the dark fog rolled from the exit.

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