Lin Qingcheng, who was transformed into Fairy Youyue, was about to arrive at the Demon Saint Palace, and a solemn color flashed in his phoenix eyes. He took out a storage bag like a sachet, without avoiding Hongtang and Si Kou Tingyan beside him, in public

Given to Ye Ling.

"Hold it! I can't go to the Demon-Fenghuang Tomb with you. I can only stay outside the Demon-Sacred Palace with the two great Yuanying ancestors, waiting for your news. There are treasures below the sixth level in the sachet. At critical moments, you can

Used to save your life! Xia Tong and the three orchid disciples will be given to you to take care of. If there is any accident, you will only ask! In addition, no matter who you are, you will be the first to find a wisp of the life soul of the demon saint.

They all have great rewards and can be regarded as the Lord of Youyue City.”

After saying that, Lin Qingcheng walked towards the Youyue Immortal Sect team led by Chen Guirong and the others in Xia Tong and Si Kou Tingyan's surprised gaze.

Ye Ling picked up the sachet and swept it with his spiritual sense, with a strange look on his face.

Zijuan asked quietly, "Strange! Why didn't she walk with our team? Captain, don't you persuade me?"

Xia Tong seemed to be shocked. Si Kou heard Yan's surprise. The two women looked at each other in shock and said in horror: "Listen to her accent, it seems like a fairy! Could it be that the ancestor is coming?"

Ye Ling nodded silently, Qingwan nodded and responded: "Well! Lin Qingcheng is the incarnation of Fairy Youyue, I invited him."

As soon as these words were said, Hongtang and Xiaotao were fine. Si Kou Tingyan, Xia Tong and Zijuan almost frightened her. She was so shocked that she lost her face. She looked at Lin Qingcheng's back anxiously, and her temples were all exposed between her forehead and temples.

Sweat.

Even the white-faced Confucian scholar Hong Guanlin and the physical cultivator Yao Guangxu were stunned for a while, and it took a long time to react. Hong Guanlin looked at the sachet storage bag in Ye Ling's hand and said embarrassedly: "The storage bag given by Fairy Youyue must have

A priceless baby, I wonder what life-saving things are? Can the captain open the eyes of the young actor?”

Ye Ling said lightly: "There are many people on the Dharma ship, which is inconvenient to see. When it comes to the Demon-Fenghuang Tomb, you will use it when it is time to use it. Just rest assured."

Hong Guanlin had no choice but to give up.

At this moment, the earth crystal magic ship penetrated deep into the dark sea. Through the earth crystal light shield, the monks of the Sea Pioneer Army could see that the sea outside the ship was filled with death, like black smoke!

Some are like landscapes with ink splashing, some are like black silk ribbons rolling in the sea, and some are gathered in a ball, like ghost fire, traveling freely in the dark sea, hitting the earth-colored light shield of the magic ship.

It can even cause a slight tremor.

The Tiandan Ancestor at the stern of the boat whispered loudly: "It's the ghost of the Nether Sea! Before he arrived at the Demon Saint Palace, he alarmed the ghost guards. Fellow Daoist Zhou, walk around! Bypass the Demon Saint Palace and head straight to the Demon-Fenghuang Tomb!"

Zhou Tongan, the ancestor of Zhou, seemed to be a little afraid of the ghost guards of the Demon Saint Palace, especially the Tujing Dharma ship carrying more than 700 foundation-building monks. Zhou Tongan had to ensure their safety.

, only manipulate the magic ship and try to avoid ghost guards.

The French ship turned southeast, almost close to the seabed, and traveled hundreds of miles.

Ye Ling grabbed the ship and looked out, and saw that the corals here were different from other places. They were white corals like bones, with ferocious edges and angularities, and even the sea sand was very dark, making the sea look extremely deserted, with only a bunch of them.

The ghost-like death aura bumped around everywhere, extremely strange.

call!

A large mass of dead air, like a black hurricane, swept the seabed and quickly moved towards the Marx ship!

"Here you come! Feng Zu, let's go to fight!"

The ancestor of Tiandan, Venerable Bailong, shouted and greeted Lin Qingcheng, who was transformed into Fairy Youyue, and rushed out of the earth crystal light shield one after another, blocking the large black hurricane-like dead aura!

The foundation-building monks in the magic boat all looked at the dead energy with surprise and revealed a fish man holding a ghost sword and bone shield! They seemed to be drilling out of a pile of charcoal, with dark hair

Liang attracted a lot of private discussions:

"Is this the ghost guard stationed in the Demon Saint Palace?"

"It should be! Depending on the situation, it is at least comparable to the cultivation level of a transformed demon cultivator!"

"Ahem, I've opened my eyes today. This fishman seems to have been dead for a long time. Has he practiced into a ghost cultivator?"
Chapter completed!