The vitality plunder of the Stiff God Realm was too horrible, and Yin Boya looked as thin as wood, and then the bones seemed to be shattering.

Immortal bones will be plundered by vitality and turned into powder.

"do not want!"

Yin Boya finally wanted to escape, and his boots shattered and turned into a five-colored auspicious cloud, wanting to disappear with Yin Boya. Amidst this auspicious cloud, there was also a sword sound.

"Come down!"

How could the thirteenth from left let Yin Boya run away, and knocked it down.

The flesh is broken, and the fairy soul rises.

"Huangquan Netherfire!"

The thirteenth from the left seized this opportunity and smashed directly down. When the ghost fire of Huangquan was blasted out, his body split.

The Three Treasures fell from the sky, and the thirteenth from the left also fell.

"Uncle's!"

The depressed man on the thirteenth left is obviously his own zombie armor. This dirt zombie seems to have its own bottom line.

"Isn't it fusion?"

Zuo Shisan stared, looking at Sambo in anger.

Sambo's hollow eyes slowly turned his back to the left thirteen, and then the Yin Qi on his body began to slowly blend in. This Yin Qi also has the breath of the thirteenth left.

The thirteenth left had no time to take care of the Three Treasures. The sky was full of debris, and the Nether Fire of Huangquan had already begun to burn Yin Boya.

"Let me go!"

"I can tell you some secret things~"

"No need!"

"I can still know!"

The thirteen from the left stared at her uncle Yin, the blades were clenched tightly, preventing her uncle's eruption from breaking out again.

Wherever Yin Boya broke out, his fairy soul was also a sword. At this time, this sword could not break through. Huangquan Nether Fire made Yin Boyya let out a scream.

"Let me go, I don't want to die!"

"Why didn't you think so when you killed me?"

"Hurry up and die!"

The thirteen from the left just stared at it, and the backlash brought by the fusion of the stalwart armor made the thirteen from the left gritted his teeth. Obviously stepping into the pinnacle of the real stiff state, the left thirteen actually fell a layer from the peak, which made the left thirteen gloomy.

"what happened?"

"It seems to be absorbed by this dirt zombie."

"There is a problem with this Sambo."

The win hook is also observing the three treasures, after all, for the zombies, the win hook can't figure it out. There are only the ancestors of the four great zombies, and no one knows who the zombies are.

Moreover, the zombies seemed to have been wiped out by powerful creatures.

"Thirteenth from the left, I'm from Zombie Hunter, you will regret if you kill me."

"I will regret it if I don't kill you, why are you talking so much nonsense."

"Soul Search!"

The thirteenth from left didn't care, and directly used Huang Quanhuo to start searching for the soul. At this moment, Yin Boya was finally desperate, the sword soul began to shake, Yin Boya actually wanted to expose himself.

"Useless!"

The thirteen from the left looked coldly and continued searching for souls. Following the depth of Yin Boya's memory, fragments were swallowed by the yellow spring fire, and the left thirteen pupils shrank.

"He knows the yin-yang mirror?"

"What did you say?"

Yinggou roared again, the ancient magic weapon Yin and Yang mirror, how did Yin Boya know.

"In his memory, he got a sheepskin roll."

"Where is the sheepskin roll?"

The thirteenth from the left looked around, and Yin Boya's corpse was beside him, already turned into sludge. Especially the storage bag was also broken, which made the left thirteen let out a long sigh.

Next time, it's better to control it.

"Battle of life and death, what do you control?"

"what else?"

When Yinggou wanted to know the Yin Yang mirror, they didn't see it. As the Yin Boya spirit finally dissipated, the broken ink fountain in the distance shook a line.

This line floats slowly. This ink thread, only as long as a finger, is like a bug in the air.

The ink line floated, moving towards the thirteenth left.

Just when he was about to blend into Zuo Thirteen's body, Sambo turned his head, his hollow eyes showed a burst of anger.

The three treasures appeared directly next to the ink line, the ink line fell on the three treasures, and the ink line burned on the spot and turned to ashes.

The Sambo just stood there, without any response.

The thirteenth from the left was in deep consciousness, communicating with Yinggou, but did not notice.

"Qibao Mountain, originally called the Four Treasures Mountain, there used to be great powers and the Four Treasures."

"Yin and Yang mirror, red gourd, lock demon tower, escape dragon pile!"

"These are all ancient magic weapons, impossible!"

"Unless this monk is from ancient times."

Yinggou said excitedly, and Canpao began to tremble.

"Since this great power came, it became Qibaoshan. Is there any other treasure?"

"Ancient magic weapon, how can it be impossible?"

"Even if the owner of the algorithm treasure falls, the magic weapon can also absorb the vitality of the world and slowly recover, right?"

"Perhaps, he got the ancient treasure!"

"You know, how far is it from antiquity now?"

"For such a long time, this is the heavenly realm, not the immortal realm."

"Ancient magic weapon, there are four here?"

The thirteen from the left was also stunned. Yinggou was right. This was far from the ancient times, and there were two Conferred Gods. Every time a **** is enshrined, it was a matter of thousands of years ago, too long.

"Escape the dragon pile and the lock demon tower, there is no record."

"The red gourd was obtained by us, and the record obtained by Yin Boya is the Yin Yang mirror."

"where?"

"wait a second!"

The Huangquan fire was about to go out, and the thirteenth from left seized the last chance, and finally found a shadow of the abyss in the depths of Yin Boya's consciousness.

"Endless Abyss?"

"Yin and Yang mirror, in the endless abyss?"

"Divine soil is there too!"

"Very good!"

The thirteenth from the left laughed. In the endless abyss, there is no need to run around. Just by the way, it can be solved.

"Do you feel good?"

"How many monks will it attract when the gods come out?"

"The heavenly king taught those people for the sake of the gods, but there is a fairyland over there."

"Thirteen, it's up to you!"

The left thirteen was stunned for a moment, the Yinggou was silent, but the left thirteen laughed.

"You don't rely on me, who do you rely on?"

"Don't worry, I will definitely restore my seniors. When that happens, we will go to Huangquan together."

"Bah, baah, I'm talking about returning to Huangquan!"

The thirteen from the left deliberately teased Yinggou, and when she heard the thirteen from the left, Yinggou finally laughed.

The win hook showed a kind of kindness.

"good!"

The win hook did not say much, and there is no need to say anything. The two experienced all kinds of mistrust and possession at the beginning, and now they are both teachers and friends.

The mood of the thirteenth from the left is also admired by winning. At any time, the thirteenth from the left can be seen clearly.

"What can I do if I can't see it, can I go back?"

"My God, I want to see, what are you playing?"

The thirteenth left looked up at the sky. The night had already enveloped Qibao Mountain. In the night, the breath of Qibao Mountain became more and more weird.

Above the void, traces came out one after another, that was the monk heading towards the endless abyss.

"Go, endless abyss!"

"what?"

Left Thirteenth turned his head and saw that Sambo closed his eyes. He was about to set off, but Sambo closed his eyes.