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Too virtual graveyard!

Dance Yue has heard this name. This is not the place that the previous Master Yun Yun sister has been looking for. Is it in the Mausoleum of Nan You Di?

What Akasaka heard was the phrase "the soul opened the too cemetery."

Among the demon worlds, it is not uncommon to use the living sacrifices, but the souls are available, but they are few and very few, very vicious.

And the person who knows how to open the seal with this demon method is almost extinct.

"You are not a demon! Who are you?"

Akasaka suddenly realized that it was impossible for Xi Yan to know such an ancient method of releasing the seal.

"The scorpion can teach, I can't think of the guy who is the heart of the sorcerer's heart, but he has raised a future generation who has a good future. It's a pity that when I meet my Nanyou jingle, you have only one dead end."

The charming voice of Xi Yan suddenly became cold.

On the face of Xi Yan, the color of softness fades away. Instead, it is a cold and arrogant color that is completely different from the temperament of Xi Yan.

"Xi Yan" stands volley, and the long hair swings with the wind.

If Akasaka and Mai Yue have noticed, they will surely find that the temperament of the ancient witch offering at the entrance to the South Emperor's Mausoleum is similar.

Time has passed quickly until a few days ago.

Xi Yan retired for a few days in the South Emperor's Mausoleum, trying to break through the threshold of the intermediate teacher.

But her heart has distracting thoughts, and the appearance of the emperor's figure from time to time in her mind, she has no way to understand the law.

So Xi Yanzhen was in front of the statue of the first sorcerer Nan Youjing, seeking a sense of peace.

In the middle of it, she seemed to hear a voice.

"Your qualifications are not enough. Even if you have been practicing for decades, it is difficult to become a mid-level teacher."

An indifferent voice came, and Xi Yan suddenly woke up.

She looked around and looked for the source of the voice.

"Who are you? Why do you say that I can't break through the intermediate teacher? My father said clearly, I am the youngest talented teacher of the Nanyou ancient family after him."

Xi Yanxin was unwilling, and the anger was questioning.

"Ignorance of children, I am a secluded jingle in the south, the first witch festival in the south."

Xi Yan was only heard, and the voice came from the statue of the first witch festival.

The first witch festival, Nan You Ling, has a high status in the Nanyou ancient family. Since ancient times, it has been enshrined.

Even if it is Xiyan and then proud, in the face of the South Quiet Bell, it is not afraid of fear.

When she was nervous, she was ecstatic, and she was busy.

"Wufu adults are forgiving, believe in women's eves, have no eyes, and offend the witch offerings, and ask the ancestors to ignore the villains. Now the Nanyou ancients are deeply immersed in the sorrow, if the sorcerer can point to the maze, help the believer break through the intermediate character. Teacher, the entire southern ancients will be grateful for the witch festival."

Said, Xi Yan will not stop but squeak, until the forehead is red and swollen and will not stop.

In the face of the devout and awe of Xi Yan, Nan You Linger did not agree.

She is different from the heart of the sorcerer.

In the past, because of the obsessive love of the gods, they did not marry. These descendants of the so-called Nangu ancients were blunt, but they were the servants who drove her.

Nan You Linger has no feelings about the whole family and even the demon world.

After the fall of her body, the spirit has been freed in the tomb of the South Emperor, hoping to find a way to open the tomb of the Taixu.

It can be time-honored, and the South Quiet Bell is made by the heart of the sorcerer, and there is no way to get what it wants.

And as time went by, Nan You Ling found that his spirit was getting weaker and weaker.

The spirit of the corresponding sorcerer's heart is also weakening.

She was in a hurry and began to look for the body that can be attached.

Can not find a suitable candidate, until after the eve of the demon.

At this moment, the emperor's demon in the Ming Tombs is on the verge of collapse. For Nan You Jinger, this is a rare opportunity to enter the Taixu tomb.

"Gifts are natural, I can't help you to become a mid-level teacher. However, if you can give me the flesh to me, in exchange, I can help you fulfill any of your wishes."

Nan You Linger secretly observed Xi Yan, knowing that this woman is trapped in love, has lost her nature, it is best to be at the mercy.

When I heard about it, I still refused to agree.

Nan You Linger does not force the evening sun, she is now like a residual light, unless it finds the law of growth, it is not enough to deal with Xi Yan, in her view, Xi Yan sooner or later is to yield.

Sure enough, but for a few days, the war marks visited the tomb of the South Emperor, and abandoned the sorrow in the public, Xi Yan abortion.

In addition to the blame of Xi Zhong, Xi Yan Ghost made a difference, and finally reached a contract with Nan You Ling.

Under the squat of Nan You Linger, Xi Yan did not hesitate to take care of the father, and after taking part of the soul power of Xi Zhong, the Nan You Jing Ling grew stronger.

She devours the Emperor's Mausoleum of the Southern Emperor's Mausoleum and the Warrior in a sigh of relief.

Even so, Nan You Linger is not enough to open the Taixu tomb with the help of a Xiyan.

She then controlled the sacred face, refining a sacred charm, and even more sacred to set the entire Nandi Mausoleum into a giant array.

The Spiritual Charm is an ancient demon, only need to devour 9,999 souls, and rely on the power of the soul to break through the seal of the Taixu tomb.

These days, Nan You Linger controls Xi Yan, plundering the soul, killing all the way, the soul charm has swallowed the souls of thousands of souls around him.

Nan You Linger sees the charm of the soul has been formed, but most of the souls of hunting and killing are not good, which may weaken the final power of the soul.

She took a fancy to the strengths of the several hunters of the Terran hunter, and released the news, and led a few representatives to enter the South Emperor Mausoleum, just want to use this strongest soul to break through the Tomb of Taixu The final seal of the territory.

The memory is stopped, the trick has already succeeded, and the fingers are shaking.

When the spirits are born. The entire Nan Emperor's Mausoleum was heavily shaken. At the same time, in the bodies of the demon soldiers who had been killed by Xi Yan, a large number of souls came out and flew toward the one.

Each time the soul symbol absorbs a soul, the demon power above becomes more and more intense, and the blood light released by the spirits is stronger.

The blood was turned into an invisible barrier. It fell from all directions and trapped the entire Southern Emperor's Mausoleum. It was difficult for outsiders to come in, and it was difficult for people inside to go out.

Just when the South Emperor's Mausoleum was completely closed, the nine nights and other people happened to have arrived outside the Mausoleum of the South.

When I saw the strange blood, the nine nights looked like a sorrow, and the body turned into a shadow, and a rushed into the tomb of Nan You Emperor.

At the same time, almost at the same time, in the distant people's world, near the entrance of the demon world, which has been closed, has been waiting for the side, and Zitang Su, who meditates cross-legged, has opened his eyes.

It's coming, it's coming.

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