The thirteenth from the left felt that fortunately he was a zombie, his brain was too thick. The refining corpse of his master was the former master, but now the refining corpse of the master is actually a charming shadow corpse.

Just the way the shadow corpse was facing Ren's coffin, no matter how you looked at it, I felt that there was a problem.

"Sect Master's taste is heavy enough!"

The thirteen on the left didn't want anything else. Watching Ren's coffin slowly recovering, the ghost mane in his body was finally removed. In this world, the thirteenth left finally figured it out.

"This is a small world? There is also a small world hidden in the God Realm of Corpse Dao Sect."

This small world is broken, and only this unknown mountain remains.

The thirteenth from the left has stood up, and the thirteenth from the left also wants to cast the corpse refining ground, not just the bathtub, but the real world.

At least like the blood bead space, even if there is no blood bead space, it can be in the bronze space.

Thinking of the bronze, the left thirteen head hung down again, and couldn't help but look at the figure of the girl Lin Piaoling in the bronze space.

The thirteenth from left cannot enter the bronze space, but can only look into the distance.

The Bronze Land exudes a quaint atmosphere, which comes from a long time.

"Sister!"

The thirteenth from the left couldn't help but sighed, entering the Corpse Dao Sect, also to enter the ancient wilderness. Only by getting the spirit of Meng Po, can the sister recover.

At this moment, one hand grabbed the thirteenth left again.

"Sect Master, enough!"

Zuo Shisan rolled his eyes, there was no red hair anymore, and a pair of jade hands grabbed him, leaving Zuo Shisan with a shadow.

But when Zuo Thirteen opened his eyes, the shadow corpse actually condensed the entity, and looked at Zuo Thirteen quietly.

The skin was like fat, it didn't look scary at all, and he didn't even want a corpse.

The shadow corpse was beautiful, and it was so beautiful that Zuo Thirteen could not speak. It was the kind of delicate beauty, the kind of pitiful appearance.

"She's Yue!"

"Sister from Tianshan!"

The thirteenth left hurriedly lowered his head, the director's coffin had completely recovered, and the aura on his body gradually stabilized. The loss of three thousand dhammas gave Ren Lingqi a vicissitudes of life.

Both the ghost mane and the curse have dissipated, and the energy in the disintegration of the immortal curse has allowed Ren Lingqi to gather a special force.

"Sect Master, how are you?"

The thirteenth from the left didn't dare to look at the corpse. He had already seen that the problem was wrong.

Ren Lingting's gaze was very soft, and he smiled faintly when he saw Shadow Corpse trying to catch the thirteenth from the left.

"I know you have to thank him, don't worry, I won't hurt him!"

In a word, Zuo Shisan laughed, and what it meant would not harm him.

The shadow corpse slowly backed away, and it actually seemed to have a trace of sanity, which was much more terrifying than the golden corpse who had practiced Qiantu.

"Left thirteenth, come here!"

Ren Lingting recovered calmly, looked at Zuo Thirteen deeply, and saw that Zuo Thirteen was on guard.

"You saved this sect, and this sect will thank you!"

A surging and magnificent aura suddenly descended on this small world, the gust of wind suddenly dissipated from the mountain peaks, and the dark clouds seemed to shed a halo.

"Really?"

The thirteenth left was not at all polite, and raised his head on the spot, looking at Ren Lingzi fiercely.

"Haha, are you not afraid of this sect?"

Ren Lingting's face twitched. He was just polite, but this junior was really shameless, or was he sorry?

"You are the Sect Master, I am a disciple of the Corpse Dao Sect, and also your old disciple. How can I give back to save people?"

The thirteenth from the left hurriedly waved his hand and said generously.

It is the professionalism of the thirteenth left to see people talking about people, and talking about ghosts.

"How about you come to the Tianshan Main Hall!"

Ren Lingting's eyes also heated up, and the disciple from the left thirteenth, Ren Lingting didn't notice it at first. But when you know that Zuo Thirteen is the master of alchemy, and you can really know the mysterious pill recipe, Ren Lingqi also understands that Zuo Thirteen must have a mysterious inheritance.

This inheritance comes from Dan Dao.

Within the Lingzong Wujidi, among the eight major sects, perhaps only Dao Chu has the real inheritance of the alchemy.

But now, the thirteenth from the left enters the corpse Dao sect, and the future of the alchemy of the corpse dao sect is not in Qichen, perhaps at the thirteenth left.

Such disciples should not enter the Hell Road Mountain.

"Don't go!"

Ren Lingting was ready to make a condition. As long as the left thirteen agreed, Ren Lingting would hold the left thirteen in the Tianshan Mountains even if he sold his old face.

Compared with the poor and swish Hell Daoshan, the resources of the Tianshan Main Hall surpassed other Daofengs.

"why?"

The thirteenth from left has only entered Hell Road Mountain for a few months, and it is impossible to see Hell Road Mountain.

"Very good, I like Hell Road Mountain!"

"Which is better?"

"Small people, empty, I like quiet!"

Left Thirteen said lightly, listening to Ren Lingting looking at Left Thirteen with a little sluggishness.

"Is this a reason?"

If it hadn't been for the thirteenth left who had just saved Ren's coffin, Ren coffin would really want to slap the thirteenth left.

"Sect Master, I am not going to Tianshan Mountain. You want to have pity on Hell Dao Mountain and call someone into Hell Dao Mountain?"

The next words from the left thirteen had already made Ren Lingqi curse his mother in his heart.

"I didn't call you in, why? I have to catch a disciple?"

"It's not from you Tianshan, Ledaoshan, Fang Yan!"

The thirteenth from the left has been thinking about the little black fat man. That is the Eucharist. This is to enter the Hell Daoshan. The thirteenth from the left is not the last person, and at least there are juniors.

"Do you dream, do you know what Fang Yan is? The Eucharist of the Dragon!"

Ren Lingying had already begun to shake his head, and Zuo Thirteen really dared to think that the real evil-shielding person must know that someone who is thinking of him as a closed disciple might kill him.

"You gave me no idea about this, don't give you troubles in hell!"

"The Eucharist of the Dragon?"

The thirteen eyes on the left turned, really one of the three great sacraments.

"Thirteenth from the left, Benzong has given you a chance. Do you really want to stay in Hell Daoshan?"

"I'm not going anywhere, what happened to Hell Daoshan? Even the Sect Master?"

"You don't know? Lian Qiantu didn't tell you?" This time Ren Lingqi didn't understand it.

"Tell me nothing!"

The thirteenth left gaze is like a torch, already staring at Ren's coffin, hoping to know about Hell Daoshan.

"Are you sure you want to know?"

Ren Lingtang looked at Zuo Thirteen deeply, and finally couldn't hold it back. You should know what you should know.

"Do you know that our corpse Dao Sect was almost ruined by your **** Daoshan's absolute arrogant!"

"what?"

The thirteenth from the left didn't think that it would be such a thing. Hell Daoshan's once infinite arrogant, want to destroy the Corpse Dao Sect?

"That person is called Shen Wuming, a senior who practices Qiantu!"

"He used to be our generation, the most terrifying arrogant, eight sects, no one can stop!"

"God is ignorant?"

At this time, Ren Ling's eyes had turned cold, and even the thirteenth from left could feel that deep fear was revealed in Ren Ling's eyes, and there was even a trace of fear in his eyes.

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