The old ghost in Huangquan has not set foot here for many years, but now he is coming for Xiao Jue.

All kinds of cause and effect are incredible.

"Meng Po, please come out of the mountain to see you." The voice of the ancestor Huangquan spread throughout every corner. But Meng Po did not appear, but instead sneered from the mountain: "Boy Huangquan, what are you doing?"

The old ghost in the Huangquan is extremely helpless.

Meng Po and his right and wrong do not want to involve outsiders.

"I don't want to talk nonsense to you today. I'm here to find you to save people?"

"Save people. Hahaha, your old love is a fortune teller. If you want to save people, go find her." There was even a hint of anger and a hint of sadness in the voice. The ancestor Huangquan didn't want to get entangled with Meng Po. He said coldly: "I'll leave people here, is it your business?" After that, he threw Xiao Jue into the void and disappeared. Suddenly, a red ribbon appeared from the desolate mountain, entangled Xiao Jue and disappeared.

It's the fairy of Hua Zheng.

Since Chi Kuang ascended the emperor as the king, the people in Wuxian Mountain had to surrender. Even many of the secret forces were destroyed step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by immortal mountain. This reminded Wuxian Mountain of Wuxian Mountain of old monster. Maybe Jiao was really surrendered. It seemed that Chi Kuang's ability was getting higher and higher. Even a super master like Jiao could control it, and there was nothing that could not be done. Zhaoyao Mountain had never wanted to be too much. After Tu Xian Sheng Gu explained the matter, she went to Hua Zheng Fairy and others to meet friends. Meng Po, who never expected to meet Xiao Jue here.

He had no breath any more.

Fairy Hua Zheng had red eyes. She looked at the fairy-santhemum. The fairy-santhemum looked at the woman in yellow next to her. This woman was beautiful and graceful. Her eyes were filled with resentment and pain. There was a stone bowl the size of a palm next to her, which was extremely dark and inconsistent with the beautiful and resentful woman. And next to the stone bowl, there was a blooming mandala. This flower is the flower of death, covering all parts of the Ghost Sect, but this blooming mandala is one of the rare sacred flowers in the world. It is rumored that when this flower closes, it is the time when the benevolent king is born and the world is in great control. If this flower witheres, it is the time when the world is in chaos and life is in trouble.

"Master, save him." Fairy Hua Zheng did not dare to approach Xiao Jue, so she was repelled by the shroud covered by Xiao Jue's body. Fairy Hua Zheng was in great pain and saw that her beloved soul was about to disappear.

"There is a powerful force in his body that is enough to make him die tens of millions of times. There is nothing we can do about it?" Tu Xian Sheng Gu knew that Chi Kuang attached great importance to Xiao Jue, and she had already felt the danger. She was even a little nervous.

The Saint Tu Xian knew the idea of ​​Fairy Hua Zheng, thinking that Fairy Hua Zheng was afraid that if Xiao Jue died here, Chi Kuang would vent his anger and sway at the mountain. But Meng Po next to him moved his eyebrows slightly, and when he saw the shroud, he knew that the old ghost of Huangquan had achieved the goal he wanted. But he was no longer the woman he used to be. But Xiao Jue could not die, she could feel the message from Mandala. She would definitely save Xiao Jue.

Mandala has begun to wither in recent years, but its power is getting stronger and stronger, which has already predicted the arrival of a chaotic world, but she also discovered an opportunity. The key point of this opportunity is Xiao Jue.

"Girl, this person cannot die. This is not only related to the prosperity of Zhaoyaoshan, but also to the situation in the whole world. Although I hate the ancestor Huangquan, I will not make things difficult for this little brother. There is indeed a powerful force in his body. It seems that the famous Mr. Feng Tu Tu in the Taoist sect should be." Meng Po said lightly. The immortal sage would not doubt the words of this person at all. Her cultivation is so great, but she is vulnerable in front of Meng Po. The two of them know each other because of hatred for love. They are good sisters and good friends. You can tell who Xiao Jue is in his body at a glance. Except for this person, the world should be that person.

"Why does sister say this?" Meng Po looked at Fairy Hua Zheng. With her cultivation level, she had already seen that Fairy Hua Zheng was not a virgin. It seemed that there were many tricks in this matter. So she said lightly: "It's not that my sister doesn't tell you, but that's not. This is the secret of heaven."

The immortal sage is naturally clear.

So he said, "But there is a peerless master in this person's body. What can I do with my sister?"

Meng Po smiled without saying a word. He picked up the gray bowl and tapped it lightly. He saw a ray of black light gathering into the stone bowl with a dark black ripples, turning into the most beautiful color. It was the fragrance of the mandala.

"This is Mengpo soup." Fairy Hua Zheng covered her mouth. The first time she saw this legendary divine soup, Tuxian Shenggu knew the history of the Ghost Sect and knew that there were two stone bowls in the Ghost Sect. The first stone bowl was in the hands of Mengpo's incarnation at Naiheqiao. The second and most mysterious stone bowl was in the hands of Mengpo's original deity. One was the most sinister thing in the world, which could destroy people's memories of the world, but it could remind you of the memories of the previous three lives. The other was the most mysterious treasure in the world. Her bowl of soup could save people from water and fire. Now Xiao Jue's soul is fragile, but there is still a great chance to save it.

"This soup can protect his soul and also destroy the power of Fengtuo. However, Fengtuo is skillful, and it seems that he has to use the Necromancer Mantra." When Meng Po said this, the immortal saint was also shocked. The Necromancer Mantra is one of Meng Po's most powerful powers and the most mysterious mantra of the Ghost Sect. As long as she casts the Necromancer Mantra, she can kill the chosen person. However, this spell is a spell bound by the way of heaven. The power is definitely not something that ordinary people can use, and this method will not be used again for at least three thousand years after it is cast. Meng Po is the only person who can master this method. Meng Po's cultivation has long been in the Divine Pill stage. If she is allowed to practice for hundreds of thousands of years, she will definitely enter the Creation Period in a short period of time and can ascend to the immortals.

"Sister, no, just use Mengpo soup, it's enough?" The immortal saint knew clearly how many evil spirits and ghosts have been suppressed in the Mount of Reincarnation. It is precisely because of Mengpo's powerful cultivation to suppress these monsters that dare not be arrogant at all. If they spend too much magic power, how to suppress these millions of evil spirits and ghosts.

"Don't worry, sister, although the situation in the southern wilderness is changing endlessly, I still believe in Chi Kuang's ability. So I need to use the Nuwa artifact to suppress this evil spirit." Meng Po asked for help, and the immortal sage had to agree. Moreover, at this time, the Mount of Reincarnation was also considered safe. The Ghost Sect suddenly appeared in the Huangquan old ghost. Although it was beyond the expectations of the Ghost Sect leader, Meng Po was expecting. Everything was developing in an irreversible direction.

Even the Holy Saint of Tuxian has only been here once. In the extremely dark mountain of Reincarnation, there is another beautiful scene, which is the Free Pavilion. This pavilion is made of hundreds of thousands of Yin iron, standing on the top of the mountain of Reincarnation. It is surrounded by white mandala flowers, and the tempting fragrance of flowers is a deadly poison. The dark pavilion and loft platform locks Meng Po's heart. As soon as it enters the pavilion.

The black Shi Taihuan who saw the sage wall was rolling upwards, and the blood-red carpet was spread to the top step by step.

This is a big red boudoir with sandalwood for tens of thousands of years. The wall is hung with a map of mountains and rivers, and the ink and water emits a faint fragrance. There is no wooden bed, only a jade couch and a futon. But there is a black sarcophagus.

"Is this the coffin from ancient times?" It is rumored that in ancient times there was a god who had achieved enlightenment in the coffin and had extremely profound cultivation. He was even a rare master under the saints, but this man later defected to Buddhism and was the coffin master of the abandoned Lingjiu Palace of the Taoist sect. The sarcophagus that produced the coffin was said to be able to isolate the yin and yang. In fact, in Meng Po, Buddhism entered the territory of the Ghost Sect and gave the Ghost Sect a lot of benefits, but he did not expect that even such a treasure would be given out.

"It is the first coffin in the world. It can isolate life and death. Put Xiao Jue in it." Meng Po opened the sarcophagus and there was nothing strange about it. She just took a black and white Tai Chi pattern under the sarcophagus. It is precisely the reason why this sarcophagus is mysterious, but no one knows what this mysterious pattern represents. But its ability is unquestionable. Xiao Jue was placed in the sarcophagus.

Plus the power of the shroud.

He actually suppressed Feng Tuo.

Covering the coffin lid, Fairy Hua Zheng took a few steps back, her face pale and unable to speak, as if she was about to part with her life and death. She could no longer see the shadow that made her crazy demon every night. A mysterious vortex appeared on the floor, and everything disappeared with Meng Po. She left behind the master and disciple.

The Holy Gu Tu Xian looked at Fairy Hua Zheng.

"Kneel down for me." She must be moved. How could she be moved? There is no good thing for men in the world, but the disciples she taught carefully would have to repeat the same mistakes?

Fairy Hua Zheng lowered her head and knelt down, her trembling shoulders, and tears fell from her thick black hair. The face of the immortal Tu Xian Sheng Gu turned pale, and she slapped her hand on the face, and shouted: "What did I call you in the first place? Do you still remember the pain of being a teacher?" She felt heartbroken, and realized that she had hit her favorite disciple. The immortal Tu Xian Sheng Gu turned around and looked pale and was about to faint.

Fairy Hua Zheng whispered: "Master, please forgive me for my love."

"Then how did you do it?"

Fairy Hua Zheng said nothing. She just said softly: "Disciple has let down Master, but I have never regretted it. If Master wants to punish my disciple, I will never have any complaints?" The Saint Tu Xianniao ignored it, but said: "Tell me, what happened?"

Fairy Hua Zheng suddenly raised her head and told the Saint Tu Xian calmly that there was a sense of firmness in her eyes. She shook her head hard, and she couldn't say it, and she couldn't just harm Xiao Jue.
Chapter completed!