If the female ghost in the wedding dress is flesh and blood, she would probably be able to laugh and cry. She said happily: "The taste of recovery of strength is so beautiful, and she can finally stir up the heart and soul."

The dark skeleton was gradually replaced by flesh and blood, and the charming Princess Changping was back. The woman under the wedding dress changed completely, and everyone around her suddenly felt an extremely heavy sense of oppression.

Where did the strength recover? It was obviously a step further. Xing Zhen and Dandelion, who fought against him, were immediately penetrated by the chain of black matter evolution, and were firmly fixed in the air.

The blood flowing out of the two of them along the gaps of the iron chain was as dark as ink. Their souls were also trembling, and they were suffering from the crushed pain.

When the change began, Du Xiuzhen became alert and ordered Su Qingyi to bless her with all the Haoranqi.

The girl with a ponytail shook her head desperately and refused to do so. Du Xiuzhen's words made the girl inexplicable.

"I am a tutor, you are a student. Even if there is spoiling from the dean and the elder, it will not work. Now that they are not here, I still have the final say."

"As soon as you say, otherwise the court will deal with it."

Su Qingyi had no way to refute it, and she finished her words with a crying voice. The white fluorescent light covered Du Xiu Needle's body, and the woman was like a fairy who came to earth from all over the world.

Fortunately, Xiaohong, who is quite spiritual, never stops doing it. A wisp of soul leaves her body, exactly the same as her original body.

After the name was called, the soul merged into Du Xiuzhen's body. The white Haoranqi suddenly turned red, and even the spiritual energy that gushed out of his body was red and the temperature suddenly rose.

Du Xiuzhen looked at his beloved disciple Hu Qiugu deeply and told Su Qingyi: "Pupil's mistakes, please don't blame her all for her faults. I will take responsibility for Qiugu's mistakes, you must take good care of her."

Then he told Xiaohong: "You must hold back the old monk."

The latter understood and his body suddenly grew bigger. He was between Du Xiuzhen and the old monk. He wanted to pass it and pass it first.

Du Xiuzhen had no worries anymore, and the eight sword energy like frost was combined into one.

Du Xiuzhen shouted lightly: "Use your body as your spirit and become a sword god!"

He raised his hands and combined his palms, and his body looked like a sword and used his body as a fetus. After leaping up, he was immersed in the sword energy. Du Xiu Needle disappeared, and only the sword energy hovered in the air.

At this time, it was not the sword energy, but the trembling sound was like the substance. The long sword was still like frost, but the red fluorescent light was lingering on the outside.

Su Qingyi's eyes were blurred, and her delicate little face had already become a little cat. She twitched violently and her shoulders trembled. She exhausted all her aura, and the ponytail girl couldn't even stand. She sat down on the ground depressedly, and her whole body was suddenly depressed.

Hu Qiugu next to him was watching quietly, with a expressionless and calm face, which was completely opposite to the ponytail girl.

Whose teacher is it, who is his relative, God knows the earth and the people don’t know.

The three-foot ice frost seemed to be nostalgic, and a drop of crystal liquid slowly fell from the sharp edge of the tip. The next moment, the long sword of the ice frost was automatically without wind, and the white rainbow flashed away. The red light was like a tail wing, closely following the white rainbow in front of him.

Where the white rainbow passes, the black matter becomes nothingness. The dirt is destroyed and the Qingming Festival returns. Although the frost does not freeze the world, what collapses is the turbidity that affects the order of the world.

The female ghost in the wedding dress locked by the opportunity of the frost was stunned and stood there. She watched Bai Hong penetrate her neck and her head rolled to the ground again.

This time, no wailing sound followed, all the vitality, whether it was Yin Qi or Black matter, was killed by a sword, and the remaining bone bodies were instantly dispersed.

"Changping!" The old monk Zhao Kuiwang shouted out two words in a crazi manner. He glared at him, and blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"What's the point of Changping being dead? Let's go with Changping together!" The old monk didn't want to live in the world after losing Princess Changping, who had been struggling for twenty years.

He was the one who crawled out of the dead, and had already had a chance of death. He was rescued by Wen Ding Crocodile of Yunlan Sect, but he only saved a walking corpse.

When he learned that Changping could reappear in the world, Zhao Kuiwang, who turned into a monk, had the desire to survive. He betrayed his soul and entered the sect of the black Buddha.

Now that the desire to make him survive has completely disappeared, his soul has also been slashed by the Long Frost Sword. Zhao Kui was ashamed of his heart, and he only wanted to follow Changping.

He opened his mouth and spit out a pitch-black relics. When the long sword of Hanfrost turned around and returned to kill himself, the pitch-black relics exploded, and the radius of hundreds of feet was flooded by the black waves.

Xiaohong, who was the first to be hit, was instantly blown away by the waves. Her feathers almost fell off and her body was covered in blood and ragged.

At the critical moment, the puppy controlled the black and white bell, covering Su Qingyi and Hu Qiugu, and of course the puppy himself.

As for Xing Zhen and Dandelion, whether they can survive by curling up and using the inner armor can only be left to fate.

Only a white rainbow was freely traveling through the waves, easily piercing the old monk's chest. Zhao Kuiwang fell to the ground, and he could not escape the bombardment of the samsara shattered relics.

First, he killed the female ghost in the wedding dress, and then penetrated the cold frost sword that penetrated Zhao Kuiwang's body. It was also consumed by the spiritual energy, and then fell back to the ground with a jingle sound. The spiritual energy dissipated and the sword melted, and Du Xiuzhen's body reappeared. He lay calmly on the ground, not knowing whether it was death or life.

After the terrifying wave, the ground sank three feet. All the wooden blocks, gravel and armor turned into powder, and the mess was no longer flat.

The most safe and sound ones are the little puppies under the Black and White Bell, Su Qingyi and Hu Qiugu. The rest of the remaining people are either dying or not knowing their life or death.

Xing Zhen, who was beaten in the bamboo building ten times, was protected by inner armor. The whole person who was lying on the ground could barely make a sound.

"Puppy, come and drink."

The safe and sound little white guy squirted out and gave Xing Zhen a sip. The more he had, the better he could recover as soon as possible.

Before the others were fed to feed the white wine in the gourd one by one, Zhao Kuiwang's voice suddenly came from the silence.

"Are the two little girls willing to sell their souls to the Black Buddha? They can exchange for your immortality, live with the heaven and earth, compete for the brightness of the sun and the moon."

Then he threatened: "Don't think about killing me with a black and white bell or a flying sword. Before I die, I have enough strength to get the impact I just now. If you want everyone to bury me with me, you can try it."

What Zhao Kuiwang said was half true and half false. God knows how much black substance is hidden underground. The puppy was angry, but he did not dare to act rashly.

Su Qingyi did not think about it. Although she was weak, she still spoke righteously: "Impossible."

Zhao Kuiwang was expected and was not disappointed. He said weakly: "What about you? You can break your arms and regenerate yourself, and regain your figure. You can also rise rapidly and invincible your peers. Are you not moved?"

"Don't listen to him nonsense. Teacher Du gave you a big pill. All injuries can be cured. As for the so-called strength, it is not worth the loss to destroy your future and sell your soul."

"You are a student of Cailuan Academy and will never do things that are opposite to the will of the academy." Su Qingyi saw Hu Qiugu's hesitation and forced herself to persuade her with great effort.

Hu Qiugu, protected by the black and white bell, gradually exerted the effect of the elixir. At this time, his strength was even more abundant than Su Qingyi, and he sat up slowly on his own.

He glanced at the ponytail girl, then looked at Xiaohong, who was ignorant of life and death, without hiding her covetous intention. Finally, he looked at Zhao Kuiwang and asked calmly: "What conditions are needed?"

Zhao Kuiwang laughed with satisfaction when he heard this: "I like to deal with smart people and cut off everyone's heads and give them to me. From now on, we will be a family and share immortality."

Although Su Qingyi didn't know what the Black-turned Buddha's sect was, the actions of the old monk and the female ghost in the wedding dress were just the same as the demons recorded in the book, and she couldn't bear to fall into the devil's path.

He persuaded him with great sincerity: "Don't listen to him in Qiugu. There is no trustworthy place for him, no one is a ghost or a ghost. You can also see the appearance of a female ghost in the wedding dress. Who is there? It's obviously a skeleton."

Seeing that Hu Qiugu did not take his words seriously, Su Qingyi spared no effort to continue saying: "Your mentor would rather die with the devil than to cut them off. Don't be confused for a moment and be trapped in the devil's trick."

"Enough", Hu Qiugu interrupted Su Qingyi with anger and looked at his fellow disciples with hostility.

“我做什么不用你管,我也不能和你相比.你苏清漪有一头扁毛畜生陪伴,因而被院长和长老们器重.在学院里你可以要风得风要雨得雨,而我呢,只有一个杜绣针导师徒弟的身份.”

"When speaking among students, there is a little weight, but who would like to listen to me, a little girl?"

"You said that a man can have three wives and four concubines, why can't a woman be in the face? It's just a saying that it's best to have a monogamy, and you don't have a concubine or a small matter to save your face. The college treats you like a god, and almost creates a temple statue for you to burn incense and worship."

"Where are me, what about us students who don't follow the feet? The women I proposed are the foundation for continuing the inheritance. Without women, it is impossible to have a generation of inheritance. We should abandon the superiority of men and women. If it were inferior to men and women, why should we get unanimous opposition from the entire college?"

The atmosphere in Hu Qiugu was extremely high, and it was almost shouted from behind.

Su Qingyi's simple question immediately left her speechless.

"Why can't men and women be equal?"

"Hahaha" Zhao Wangkui laughed and interrupted: "As soon as you join the black Buddha, there is no male superiority or female superiority. Strength is the highest. As long as you are strong enough, anyone can crawl at your feet."

"What is the elder of Cailuan Academy? What should the dean do? When the black-turned Buddha comes out, everything will be in vain. We must crawl at the feet of our black-turned Buddha. Only the black-turned Buddha can lead us to live forever and think about the glory of endless years."

Zhao Kuiwang was determined to win over and interfered in as soon as he saw the opportunity.

Su Qingyi asked angrily: "Your Princess Changping is dead. Don't you want to accompany her? Why do you regret it now? How can you live a life more?"

Zhao Wangkui, who was stinging, burst into laughter: "Haha, black matter can do everything, I will pray that Master Wen will create a black Changping. Let us live forever together."

"Crazy, crazy." Su Qingyi muttered, and then asked: "Is the blackened Changping still Changping? Didn't you go against the wishes of Master Wen? The Master Wen that you mentioned should have to kill you, so how could you agree to your request? It's nonsense, nonsense."

Su Qingyi was not as dull as Xing Zhen, and immediately seized Zhao Kuiwang's loopholes. A series of back-up questions left the old monk speechless.

After thinking for a long time, Zhao Kuiwang slowly spoke: "I don't care, as long as it is Princess Changping. As for Master Wen, I will kill you to make up for your merits, especially the flat-haired beast. I think Master Wen is happy to see its corpse."

Not wanting to make Su Qingyi talk too much, Zhao Kuiwang looked directly at Hu Qiugu and asked: "Are you willing to join the lineage of the Black-turned Buddha?"

Hu Qiugu also had many doubts and did not dare to agree immediately. After all, I don’t know what the consequences of selling my soul are? Another girl loves beauty so she really can’t accept becoming a white bone.

Zhao Kuiwang was well aware of the world and added: "After the fierce battle, only I can still have a breath. It can be seen how powerful our lineage is. Look at me, it is a perfect flesh and blood body. Princess Changping was turned into a black body after death, so she is the bone. You are a living person, and you are still a living person after turning into a black body."

Hu Qiugu's heart was moved, as if he was hesitant, but he still nodded slowly.

"One person joins is joining, it's okay for two people to join? Including me, otherwise I will ruin your good things." A woman's voice suddenly came.
Chapter completed!