Chapter 1262 (2/2)

Qin Yi's palm turned, and a three inch high small blood tower appeared in his palm, with a light blood mist, which looked mysterious and ancient.

However, looking at this three inch small blood tower, the blood ghost on the blood cloud suddenly became very excited: ”Qin Yi, young generation, you dare to take out the 'ten Hell' in front of us. Last time in the primeval forest in the west, we had already spoken, and sooner or later we will recapture it, don't you forget?”

Seeing this ”ten hell”, the blood ghost immediately thought of Yan Shao, his face became murderous, and his eyes were burning with the fire of hatred.

At this moment, he wanted to break Qin Yi into pieces.

”Give me back the ten hell!”

In the roar, the blood ghost's blood hand came, straight towards the ”ten hell” in Qin Yi's hand, quickly caught it, and caught Qin Yi's eyes in an instant.

The eyes were slightly coagulated and looked at the huge blood hand quickly caught by the blood ghost. Qin Yi's body flashed and disappeared in situ.

The next moment.

He appeared hundreds of feet behind the blood ghost, still holding the ten hell on his palm.

Feeling the slight air flow fluctuation behind him, the blood ghost instantly judged that Qin Yi had come behind him.

He quickly turned around and saw the ten hell in Qin Yi's hand. In the second layer, a green awn suddenly rushed out.

After the green awn rushed out, it quickly condensed into a Taoist priest wearing a green robe over the ten hell.

In the sky above the long cross legged meditation and the ten hell, there was a wooden sword on his back, his eyes were closed, and there was a breath of death on his body. There was no sign of life. It was clearly a dead body that had died for endless years.

Seeing the long dead body and the unusually tall blood body of the blood ghost, he was suddenly stunned, showing a trace of confusion, and soon shouted: ”Damn, this is qingyangzi, the second disciple of the blood witch ancestor!”

Before he became a blood ghost, he was the patriarch of Yan Clan. It was clear to the three disciples of blood witch 20000 years ago. At a glance, he saw the real identity of the Taoist priest in green robe.

”I see now.”

At this moment, the blood ghost seemed very restless: ”this ten square hell is inherited by the ancestors of the blood witch. Among the three layers, the bodies of her three disciples were sealed. The first layer, monk Zixu, the second layer, qingyangzi, the third layer, Biyao.”

The corpse of monk Zixu on the first floor of the ten square hell was learned when the blood ghost was still on the second floor. At that time, the blood Buddha bead of monk Zixu beat him, so that he didn't think much.

Now, seeing qingyangzi's body rushing out of the second floor of the ten hell, he suddenly thought of the three disciples of the blood witch.

Twenty thousand years ago, the three disciples of the blood witch ancestors were so powerful that it can be imagined that even if they had already become dead bodies, they were absolutely terrible. Otherwise, after they fell, the blood witch would not seal them into ten hell.

Looking at the ten hell in Qin Yi's hands, a strong enthusiasm appeared on the face of the blood ghost. At the same time, it was full of vigilance: ”Qin Yi, you have deciphered the seal codes on the second floor. It's really surprising. Do you want to use qingyangzi's body to deal with this seat?”

”Isn't that nonsense?”

Qin Yi drinks cold.

To erase the evil existence of blood ghost, qingyangzi is the only hope at present.

Next, Qin Yi said nothing more and suddenly instilled Xuanqi into the second layer of the ten square hell, and qingyangzi's one Qi and three clearing appeared again.

I don't know when the three virtual shadows of qingyangzi have appeared in front of qingyangzi. They are only half as high as normal people.

The three virtual shadows hold a wooden sword and step on the yin-yang diagram, constantly shuttle, ever-changing and mysterious.