Lin Yunxi smiled and said: "No, aunt can separate the soul and body, so nothing will happen. You can't touch me, but I can touch you." This is different from the separation of the soul and body cultivated by Yi'er. She can separate the soul and body. The separation is entirely because of this spiritual ring.

And Yi'er's was completely cultivated on his own.

"Ah! Aunt, you scared me to death." Luo Tianzi breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest vigorously.

But another question arose in Luo Tianzi's heart, "Auntie, who was I kidnapped by, why doesn't Zi'er have any impression?"

"Then ask yourself. I received the news this morning and rushed over to save you." Lin Yunxi took it lightly, and did not mention that she was injured because of saving her. She has a simple mind, and she doesn't think too much.

"Ah!" Luo Tianzi scratched his head incomprehensibly, pouting his mouth.

How is this going?

She didn't feel anything when she was taken away by others.

Lin Yunxi shook her head when she looked at her in a daze. She was really a confused little girl. Looking at her like this, she didn't know if she was sold to help others count the money.

In the secret road, when Long Yetian was walking through the four stone gates, he suddenly noticed that he was talking. He closed his eyes, and his spiritual sense came out instantly. After a while, he opened his eyes suddenly, and there was still a glance in front of him. Unable to see the secret way of the head, a deep meaning flashed in his sharp eyes like a blade.

He hid his breath and kept walking forward.

"Stop, who are you?" Suddenly shouted from behind Long Yetian.

Long Yetian stopped, but didn't turn his head. Instead, he stood still. On both sides of this passage, there would be a secret room every some distance, and there were people living in it. Sooner or later, it would be a matter of being discovered.

The person who called Long Yetian was a middle-aged woman wearing a purple dress. She approached Long Yetian step by step, but couldn't feel the spiritual power of Long Yetian. She couldn't help but frowned slightly, her expression becoming more alert.

There are two kinds of people in this world who can't detect each other's breath. One is a person who has no spiritual power at all, and the other is always a person with a cultivation level of 7 or above. And the white man in front of her, she guessed it was the latter. .

Long Yetian listened to the opponent's footsteps. After he reached him, he turned slightly and sneered: "Are you talking about me?" There was no warmth in Long Yetian's tone, and his eyes were cold and suffocating.

The woman felt the terrible aura on Long Yetian's body, her expression instantly froze, and her footsteps involuntarily stepped back a few steps.

She opened her mouth, trying to call someone, but suddenly found that she couldn't make a sound, she could only look at Long Yetian in horror.

At this time, Long Yetian looked calm and relaxed, seeing the woman's slightly outstretched hand, there were three signs of flames, and the killing intent in Long Yetian's eyes surged, she was a witch spirit.

It seemed that Xi'er was right in guessing, and Wu Ling really lived in another secret road in the Yan family.

Long Yetian made a decisive move to kill the purple-clothed woman in front of him, and then threw her body in a secret room on one side. Just now he was walking while making some hands and feet in the secret passage. If there are other witch spirits, they will And killed.

Long Yetian continued to walk forward again. After walking a few steps, he encountered two purple-clothed women. Long Yetian quickly glanced at their hands. It seemed that Wu Ling was wearing purple clothes.

One of the "you" women in purple only said one of you, and there was no voice in an instant. Long Yetian's hands had already condensed the spiritual power of the ice element, and transformed into two ice needles as thick as hair, silently. A few into the bodies of the two of them.

The strength of these two witch spirits is the same as that of the previous witch spirits, they are both Tier 5 cultivation bases, and it is easy to kill them.

The witch spirit is an evil existence, everyone gets it and punishes it!

Long Yetian still used their spiritual power to **** their corpses into the secret room on the side, and set up a simple barrier around them so that they would not be seen.

Based on the current situation, Jun Yujin will let these witch spirits hurry up and refine the corpse gu. As long as there is no help from the corpse gu, Jun Yujin will come up with the last assassin. Chi Po is actually something of the Mingyue Palace. Then he helped Xi'er get it back.

Fortunately, the institutions in this secret passage are closed, and there is no complicated terrain. Long Yetian's way in is very easy.

After walking for several hundred meters, another secret road suddenly appeared. Long Yetian stood at the intersection, frowned slightly, the secret road was on the left, and someone was holding hands outside, and a strange smell came out vaguely.

"Roar!" Long Yetian had just moved, and a huge unicorn beast appeared behind Long Yetian.

Long Ye's eyes stunned, this beast had no vital signs, it was a witch beast.

Long Ye's eyes flashed and jumped violently. A piece of cold ice spread quickly from around him. The crystal clear ice instantly solidified the witch beast. With a wave of his long arm, he instantly disappeared into the air. Although the witch beast was powerful, But in front of the strong, it is still a disadvantaged group.

"Who?"

Suddenly, in the secret room on the other side, several women in purple dresses ran out, looking at Long Yetian imposingly.

Long Ye smiled coldly from the sky, and his handsome face exuded a fierce killing intent. It happened to be that these witch spirits were killed together today. Without the witch spirit, Jun Yujin alone cannot control so many corpse gu. It will also reduce a lot of casualties.

Long Ye's Heavenly Spiritual Sense came out quickly. Among the five witch spirits on the opposite side, one of them was a seventh-order cultivation base.

It is really rare for a witch spirit to be able to cultivate to the seventh rank.

"Kill him!" Wu Ling, who has a seventh-order cultivation base, commanded in a cold voice, looking at his age, at the age of twenty-five and sixty years old, the blue silk was tied high, his eyebrows in a bun, his posture was high and cold, and he had a pair of phoenix eyes. Staring fiercely at Long Yetian's enchanting face, the look in his eyes was like a poisonous snake.

The four witch spirits were fierce and evil, rushing towards Long Yetian. Long Yetian's eyes were cold, and the purple thunder sword suddenly appeared in his hand. He must fight quickly. When two hours' time is up, he has to pick it up. Xi'er, as long as he thinks of going back to see the beloved woman, his whole body is full of fighting power.

Long Yetian stood in place, with a quiet cold light glowing in his deep eyes, giving people a sense of coldness and mystery.

When the four witch spirits attacked him, the purple thunder sword in his hand swept over in an instant, a powerful force with a destructive force, blasted the four out, and fell in front of the seventh-order cultivation base woman.

"Ah!" The woman looked at Long Yetian in surprise. Feng's eyes were as big as a copper bell, and her fists clenched. , Who are you? This is not a place where you can come easily."

Looking at the woman, Long Yetian asked calmly, "Who are you? What are you doing here?" Long Yetian's clear voice bewitched people's hearts.

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