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    Sorry, the update is a little late. ***** Ling Xiao couldn't help but be horrified by the sudden change.  Fortunately, he had been on guard, and when he felt the cold aura, it suddenly went straight into the meridians around his body, and immediately activated the flames to protect himself.  The little jet-black snake suddenly appeared in Ling Xiao's body, and met the strange flame that turned into a bird of green smoke.  Next, just like the previous times, when the gloomy and corrosive power encountered the flames, it was like encountering something extremely frightening. It quickly collapsed and dispersed, and was withdrawn from Ling Xiao's body at an even faster speed.  From the outside, it looked like a black mist that suddenly pounced on Ling Xiao, but then retreated into the air at a faster speed and condensed back into mist.  It all happened quickly, but disappeared even faster.  Except for Ling Xiao, even if there were others present, it would be difficult to explain clearly what happened at that moment.  Until the inky black water mist was scared away by the strange flames in his body, Ling Xiao still felt a wave of fear.  He didn't know what this water mist was. When the water mist invaded his body, he felt as if he had entered the Nine Netherworld Prison, and his entire mind was shrouded in gloomy, corrosive, and terrifying power.  Thanks to that weird flame Looking up, the little snake in the water mist shrank slightly, then bounced towards the head with the water mist, and then disappeared into the dark stone above.  But Ling Xiao's expression quickly changed - he could clearly see that where the ink-black water mist was submerged, the extremely hard dark-grained stone suddenly cracked into countless thin cracks, as dense as a spider web, and then  It expanded rapidly and extended to both sides.  The cracks are getting bigger and bigger, and countless rubbles are falling down.  In an instant, the entire tomb began to shake rapidly. The hard dark stone was like paper. There were cracks everywhere, and the whole piece fell down.  Ling Xiao was dumbfounded. Could it be that all this was caused by the escaping ink-black water mist?  It is extremely unbelievable, but other than that, there is no other explanation.  ¡­¡­ Several rays of escaping light swept straight from Qiyun Palace to the Oni Tomb on the back hill.  The first escaping light was none other than Fu Ling. The red scorching sun silk around him could not help but surround him, and his speed was getting faster and faster.  The one who came later was Sect Leader Geng Xin, who was wielding an ink-colored flying sword. The sword was as black as ink. It was his middle-grade magical weapon, the Moyun Sword.  He followed closely behind Fuling, but he could never catch up with Fuling, with a gap of several feet.  Behind him, Sima Dian transformed into a gray eagle and followed Geng Xin steadily.  From time to time, he glanced ahead, and the expression he looked at Fu Ling always showed some scruples; but when he turned to Geng Xin, it turned into disdain. After all these years, there was still no progress in his cultivation.  I'm afraid it won't be long, and in terms of escape speed alone, he won't even be able to catch up to Fu Ling. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:  So he returned to Qiyun Palace and asked Geng Xin to rescue Ling Xiao.  Then, Geng Xin agreed without any dignity from the sect leader.  After the two of them left Qiyundian and rushed towards Onizuka, Sima Dian hesitated for a moment, then stamped his feet helplessly and turned into a gray eagle and followed closely.  I was still annoyed in my heart, not only annoyed that Fu Ling was making a big show of support for an outer disciple; but also annoyed that Geng Xin had no independent opinion and, with the respect of the sect leader, actually went to save an outer disciple who was on the third level of Qi training  If the other sects found out, wouldn't they want to laugh at Qi Yunzong?  "But Sima Dian was annoyed, and he couldn't help but have some hope in his heart.  If Geng Xin could really rescue Ling Xiao, it would surely reduce Fuling's anger greatly, right?  However, he had also personally entered Onizhong, and was deeply impressed by the weirdness of the phantom formation inside, so he really didn't dare to make a conclusion at this time.  Three escaping lights quickly arrived at Onizuka.  Fu Ling stopped and bowed slightly to Sect Master Geng Xin behind him, "Thank you, Sect Master." Geng Xin sighed and said without dignity: "I will do my best." At this time, Sima Dian had also arrived beside him.  He couldn't help but said: "Sect Master, you are responsible for the safety and prosperity of our Qiyun Sect, so you must act carefully. Just do your best, and don't force it if you don't succeed." Fuling's face suddenly sank, but what he said was reasonable, so he endured it.  Live without attack.  Geng Xin nodded and planned to use the flying sword to escape into it.  But at this moment, I suddenly saw that the entire ancestral temple below me, together with the tombs below, was shaking sharply, like a mountain shaking and the earth was shaking. The roof, cornices, red doors, statues were all like paper.  Suddenly it cracked open, and then kept shaking,Falling downwards.  The entire ancestral temple collapsed!  Although in the past hundred years, this place has gradually been called Onizhong, it was once an important place of the sect. Even now, the statues, coffins, and achievement tablets from the first sect leader Long Yi to the eighth sect leader Jiang Lan are still  All parked here!  Therefore, when they saw that the entire ancestral hall collapsed, Geng Xin, Sima Dian, and Fuling, the three highest-ranking people in the Qiyun Sect, couldn't help but change their expressions.  Sima Dian shouted urgently, "Go and save the relics of the past sect masters!" As he said that, he hurriedly turned into a ray of light and flew straight out, heading straight for the statues of the eight sect masters displayed in the ancestral hall below.  Geng Xin followed closely behind, driving the Moyun Sword, and rushed straight to the apse of the tomb, but he went to rescue the stone coffins of the previous sect leaders.  After a slight hesitation, Fuling followed him into the tomb.  But he didn¡¯t rush to save the relics of the past sect masters. Instead, he looked around for Ling Xiao¡¯s whereabouts.  As soon as the three of them escaped into it, they immediately noticed something strange.  Not only was the phantom formation that had always existed in the ancestral hall and tomb gone, but even the gloomy aura was gone.  Although I don¡¯t know the reason, it is a good thing after all.  Fuling quickly unfolded his spiritual thoughts and probed downwards.  The monks in the foundation-building stage have become extremely powerful in their spiritual practice.  At this time, there was no interference from the illusory formation and Yin Qi. Once Fu Ling's spiritual thoughts unfolded, they were as dense as a web, covering the entire tomb.  Almost in an instant, traces of Ling Xiao were discovered. ????????? Then his left hand shot out from a distance, and countless clouds and mist appeared in the palm of his hand. Suddenly, a red fire phoenix raised its head and spread its wings, and dived straight towards Ling Xiao's position.  With the rumbling sound, countless rolling stones and huge rocks were shaken away, revealing a passable road.  Then Fuling folded his body and passed through it. He rolled up his robe sleeves and rescued Ling Xiao who was trapped in the tomb. He quickly led him through the collapsed tomb and rushed outside.  Seeing that Ling Xiao was fine, Fuling could not help but look slightly relieved.  Sima Dian, who was in the tomb, couldn't help but secretly sigh in relief. As long as Ling Xiao was safe, there was still room for recovery.  However, looking back at the collapsed tomb, it seemed that Ling Xiao had committed a bigger crime Ling Xiao was the only one in the entire ancestral hall. The fault for the collapse of the ancestral hall was not placed on Ling Xiao.  Who is to blame?  Not only him, Ling Xiao and Fuling also obviously thought of this.  Looking around, we can see that the entire ancestral temple has collapsed. It is obvious that this important place of the sect that has been built since the time of the first sect leader Long Yi and has lasted for more than a thousand years has been completely reduced to nothing.  Even Fuling couldn't help but glare at Ling Xiao, which only caused trouble for her.  However, he finally thought that he had just escaped from trouble and did not reprimand him.  Ling Xiao was finally safe, but looking at such a shocking scene in front of him, he couldn't help but feel awe-struck.  Fuling, Sima Dian and others didn't know exactly what happened, but Ling Xiao could guess right.  ¡°What on earth is that ink-black mist that can cause such a big disaster?  How powerful is this?  I¡¯m afraid even the elders in the foundation building stage can¡¯t do this easily, right?  Thinking about it carefully at this time, a small snake appeared in the middle of the ink-black water mist, which seemed to be somewhat similar to the weird flame in his body.  But there are obvious differences.  For one thing, this ink-black water mist seems to be extremely afraid of the strange flame in its body.  And when the two inside the body came into contact, the ink-black mist also retreated awkwardly as if it was completely suppressed.  It seems that the strange flame in his body is something even higher than this ink-black mist.  Secondly, the flame in his body seems to be more spiritual.  But this inky black mist seems to be just a kind of power.  Or something like a strange spell.  But the flame in his body seemed to have spirituality, which was completely different from it However, even though he could feel such a faint difference, Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel a little shudder in his heart.  This ink-black water mist should be the source of the dark wind, fog, and phantom formation, right?  The corrosive force revealed is more than a thousand times more powerful than the evil wind?  The entire ancestral temple collapsed and was destroyed in an instant.  But I don¡¯t know why he seems to be restrained by the strange flame in his body?  Speaking of which, this weird flame in his body can't even burn a piece of paper. How is the difference in power different from that of clouds and mud?  But then my thoughts changed again.Not to mention that the flame can restrain the ink-black water mist, the flame in his body alone can burn the material into pure powder, and burn the waste elixir back into the material This ability is enough to defy the heavens.  , and it¡¯s just right for your own use.  "Otherwise, what's the use of having that terrifying erosion ability but not being able to improve your own cultivation?"  No matter how powerful the magical power is, after a hundred years, it will only turn into a handful of loess along with its master.
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