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Stealing other people's things is undoubtedly a robber. Liu Yang doesn't want to do it, and he doesn't bother to do it.

There is no way, Liu Yang is a principled person from the beginning to the end.

"Let's go, go find out with me!"

After Liu Yang finished speaking, his body rose into the air and flew towards the temple.

Wealth and wealth are in danger, and in order to improve his cultivation, Liu Yang will not miss this opportunity.

Hiding in the dark, the cultivator leading this conspiracy must have a trump card in his hand, otherwise, he would not spread the news that there is a rare spiritual treasure in Nanjiang.

This point, Zhen Yuanzi also wanted to get it, but Liu Yang insisted on going his own way, what he could say as a disciple, he could only bite the bullet.

Seeing Liu Yang flying towards the temple, Zhen Yuanzi gritted his teeth and followed closely.

The green light in the temple is getting more and more dazzling, and the closer you get to the ancient temple, the more chilly you feel.

Suddenly, Liu Yang and Zhen Yuanzi saw Ling Xiaozi standing on a bamboo leaf. He stood on one foot, as if a dragonfly had touched water, and he was indescribably elegant.

Liu Yang and Zhen Yuanzi fell from the sky one after another and stood on the bamboo leaf.

At this time, they were less than five feet away from the ancient temple, and the dilapidated but towering temple seemed close at hand.

"Ling Xiaozi, what are you doing here?" Zhen Yuanzi asked.

Ling Xiaozi glanced at them indifferently, and said expressionlessly: "I just came out of the temple—"

"—"

Liu Yang and Zhen Yuanzi were startled, and Zhen Yuanzi hurriedly asked, "How is it? Is there really something evil inside?"

"Well, an evil spirit with hundreds of years of practice, we have gone through a few tricks, although it was injured by me, but I was injured more seriously, so I had to withdraw."

"puff!"

After Ling Xiaozi finished speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face turned pale in an instant. It seemed that he was seriously injured.

However, seeing Ling Xiaozi vomit blood, Zhen Yuanzi was very excited.

When he first heard about the hundreds of years old evil spirit, Zhen Yuanzi was terrified. Every unique spiritual treasure will form a fairy spirit with spiritual consciousness after absorbing hundreds of years of heaven and earth aura.

Thousands of years ago, many immortal cultivators almost had fairy spirits, such as the most common sword spirit, and even many immortal cultivators had feelings for sword spirits and became partners.

The evil spirit is completely opposite. While it absorbs the aura of heaven and earth, it is eroded by the yin qi. Its consciousness turns into evil thoughts, and the yin qi turns into evil spirits.

Zhen Yuanzi blinked at Liu Yang, the joy in his eyes was self-evident, as if to say, God help me!

Since the evil spirit was injured by Ling Xiaozi, he could take this opportunity to subdue the evil spirit and take away the spirit treasure.

"Master, since the evil spirit has been injured, take advantage of its injury and kill it!"

Zhen Yuanzi yelled, jumped down excitedly, and flew towards the entrance of the temple.

Just when Zhen Yuanzi was about to step in, Liu Yang, who followed closely, grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back.

Zhen Yuanzi expressed some displeasure, but dared not speak out, complaining: "Master, the evil spirit recovers very quickly, the timing waits for no one."

"Ha ha!"

Liu Yang laughed.

"Master, what are you laughing at?" Zhen Yuanzi asked with a puzzled expression.

Liu Yang said surprisingly: "Guess, what will you see at first sight when you go in?"

"Master, I don't understand what you're talking about. Of course the first thing you see when you go in is a Buddha statue or an evil spirit!" Zhen Yuanzi said angrily.

Liu Yang sneered: "Not at all, the first thing you see when you go in is Ling Xiaozi's body."

"—"

As soon as the words fell, Zhen Yuanzi's body trembled suddenly, and he exclaimed: "Master, what did you say!"

"Look further back!"

Zhen Yuanzi turned his head with difficulty, and looked at Ling Xiaozi on the bamboo leaf from a distance, and Ling Xiaozi grinned, his smile was extremely eerie.

"what!"

Ling Xiaozi roared, bleeding from his seven orifices, and suddenly flew towards Zhen Yuanzi with a ferocious face.

"what!"

Zhen Yuanzi's scalp was numb, and he was covering his head, almost collapsing.

"Close your eyes," Liu Yang injected a calming spell into Zhen Yuanzi's body, which prevented Zhen Yuanzi from being frightened into a nervous breakdown.

Zhen Yuanzi closed his eyes and tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart. When he opened his eyes again, he found that the flying Ling Xiaozi was gone. He gasped: "Master, what's going on?"

"When we were within ten feet of the temple, we had already entered the hallucination of the evil spirit, and Ling Xiaozi was already dead." Liu Yang sighed.

Even though there was some conflict with Ling Xiaozi just now, it is not considered enmity. The person who stood in front of you alive just now is dead. His life is so fragile, how can you not let Liu Yang sigh.

"Ling Xiaozi is dead, he is dead—"

Zhen Yuanzi muttered to himself, his body was trembling, and he never thought that Ling Xiaozi, who had been having trouble with him all this time, just finished playing like this, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

If Liu Yang was not by Zhen Yuanzi's side and a calming spell had been injected into his body, Zhen Yuanzi would have been so frightened that his liver and gallbladder ruptured and died.

But there is one thing to be happy about. The evil spirit's ability is to produce hallucinations, and its real strength should not be strong. For a cultivator like Liu Yang, hallucinations don't have much effect, and he can see through them at a glance.

"Okay, let's go in!" Liu Yang said.

"—"

Zhen Yuanzi didn't move, his body was trembling.

Ling Xiaozi was dead, his strength was a little weaker than Ling Xiaozi, how could he not be afraid, his legs were trembling.

Seeing his cowardly look, Liu Yang smiled helplessly: "I'm here, don't worry."

"Well, Master, I believe in you!" Zhen Yuanzi mustered up his courage and nodded vigorously.

Liu Yang stepped into the ancient temple, and Zhen Yuanzi followed him.

The wind hit and pierced the bone marrow.

"what!"

Zhen Yuanzi had just walked in a few steps when a scream came out of his mouth.

I saw Ling Xiaozi's body hanging in the mouth of a Buddha statue directly in front of him. He was bleeding from all seven orifices, looking extremely terrifying.

As Liu Yang said just now, when they came in just now, the first thing they saw was Ling Xiaozi's body.

The tragic death of Ling Xiaozi made people shudder.

A generation of Immortal Ling Xiaozi is really aggrieved.

Zhen Yuanzi was so frightened that his lips were trembling. He looked around and saw the corpses of ascetics hung on the left and right rows of Buddha statues.

Like Ling Xiaozi, they were bleeding from all seven orifices, and their deaths were horrific.

Zhen Yuanzi was so frightened that his soul was about to come out of his body.

A golden light hit his body, and Liu Yang used the calming spell again.

I thought that Zhen Yuanzi could always help, but I didn't expect that Zhen Yuanzi was just an oil bottle, so it's better not to bring him in, Liu Yang felt that his ears were almost deafened by him.