It seems that Bo Qing and Dragon Bag are ready to go to the end.

"You two, are you having enough trouble?" Ye Lingyue angered and pulled away the big and small men."Discuss the serious things first, we finally mixed in, we must think, and break the ban here."

After being glared by Ye Lingyue, Bo Qing slightly converged.

"It's not difficult to break the prohibition here. The key lies in the spiritual weapon on Huang Daxian. I can feel that the spiritual weapon is collected by him personally. It is not easy to get it."

Bo Qingsi thought.

"Bo Qingqing, have you ever seen Huang Daxian's spirit weapon?" Ye Lingyue asked suddenly.

"Haha, you can ask the right person. I'm the famous Jubao boy. I know everything. The Huang Daxian spirit is called Lei Linling. It is a kind of spirit with very special properties. Ordinary dog ​​bells are similar. Hey, speaking, it's like the dog hanging on the neck. "Bo Qing said, pointing to the little squeak beside him.

There was a bell hanging on Xiaoche's neck.

The dragon bag and Xiaocheo got along very well. He regarded Xiaocheo as an ordinary dog ​​earlier, and he made a gold one for him. When Xiaocheo saw the money, he hung it around his neck.

When Xiao Qing called himself a dog, Xiao Che was dissatisfied and yelled at him a few times.

"Like this bell?"

The thin love speaker is unintentional, but Ye Lingyue is the listener's intention.

She immediately had an idea in her heart.

"Let's wait until it gets dark before we see if we can find a chance to start. As long as we have Huang Daxian's spiritual weapon, it will be easy to repel them."

After Ye Lingyue's inheritance of the empty hand, she learned very cleverly by using one hand to steal the sky for another. She planned to use dragon claw hand gloves to find a chance to start tonight.

The sky quickly dimmed.

After nightfall, Huang Daxian came to invite Bo Qing and others to eat out together.

In the wilderness, Huang Daxian didn't know where to buy some fruits, beef and mutton from some places, there were a few tables, and some wine to greet the tenderness.

The bonfire was thriving, and twenty or thirty disciples of Qinglei Daomen all gathered together.

They also heard that the master saved a great beauty.

With a glance at the fire, the woman's peach-eyed oval-faced eyes were as if they would seduce the soul, but just a glance at it made people lose their souls.

All the disciples were secretly envious, feeling that this time the door owner really hit the big peach luck.

"Her" was followed by a black maid and a very tender little boy.

"Love girl, come here, don't be so polite, just sit next to this seat." The more Huang Daxian looked at "Qing'er", the more she felt that this woman was only in the sky, and she wished to have her taken away earlier. Unbearable, holding thin love hand.

Bo Qing pretends to be shy, peach blossom eyes drooping, resisting the urge to pull out the knife and chop up Huang Daxian's hand.

"Master, the barren mountains and forests here, when will you go back? When the sky is dark, I'm scared here." Bo Qing asked innocently.

"Love girl, rest assured that there is no danger in the night with us. This seat used Yin and Yang eyes earlier and found that there is a treasure in this area, but unfortunately the treasure is out of the ghost, and it needs to wait for the time to unearth. After here, it will take you at most three days, and this book will take you back to Qinglei Daomen. "Huang Daxian answered it honestly.

Only Bo Qing knew that Huang Daxian also knew that Qiankun Zijin Bamboo appeared in this area.

Only for unknown reasons, the whereabouts of Qiankun Zijin Bamboo were uncertain, so he had to camp here.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Wong Tai Sin brought some drunkenness, obviously more words, and the name for Bo Qing also changed from "love girl" to beauty.

"Master, when I was in Beiqing, I had seen a powerful Dan Gong alchemist. He could step on a flying sword and fly in the air, but it was amazing. I don't know if the master can fly?" Bo Qing asked again. Road.

"Fly? Beauty, what's the skill of flying, the skill of this seat is much better than those of the self-proclaimed Dangong alchemists." Then, Huang Daxian belched greatly.

The disciples under his door also took the opportunity to coax.

"The master of the door is invincible, showing his hands to the disciples."

The coaxing sound made Huang Daxian's mind warm.

He stood up and down.

"Beauty, what do you see in my hand?"

Huang Daxian pulled out a bell from his robe.

Ye Lingyue glanced in secret, and it was exactly the same as what Bo Qing painted earlier.

It was similar to gold in appearance, only half a slap-sized bell, with several lightning flashes engraved on the bell, reflected by the campfire, and a golden light refracted from the bell, which looked very delicate and lovely.

"It's just a broken bell." Bo Qing deliberately abandoned.

"Beauty, you look beautiful, but you don't have enough knowledge. No wonder the saints say that women's hair is long and short." Huang Daxian laughed."This is not an ordinary bell, this is a spiritual weapon. You may not have heard of the spiritual weapon. You will know it when you see this seat." Then, Huang Daxian left the seat and went to the front On an empty lot.

There were words in his mouth, and the bell in his palm suddenly buzzed with a radiant sound.

Immediately afterwards, the bell flew into the air, floating quietly.

The bell also changed from a half-size slap to a bronze bell.

All I could hear was a tinkling in the bell, and the lightning-shaped relief on the original bell sizzled and turned into purple electric dragons.

Only a loud bang was heard, and a purple electric flash burst out of the air.

The whole sky was torn into two halves by the purple lightning.

The purple electric flash fell to the ground, a woodland in front, and in an instant, the gray smoke disappeared, leaving only a scorched black.

Ye Lingyue and Long Baobao looked secretly shocked. They both knew the power of this spirit weapon.

After the pendulum was over, Huang Daxian was not in a hurry, controlled the bell with his consciousness, and quickly flew back to his hand, becoming the original size again.

After this was put into practice, the whole process was very familiar.

"Master, you are so powerful, can this bell borrow from me?" Bo Qing flattered.

"Beauty, you can't control this spiritual weapon. Unless you have a strong spiritual power, otherwise outsiders will be engulfed by the power of thunder and lightning and become coke." Huang Daxian hid the little bell in his right Sleeve, then he laughed and walked back.

Bo Qing looked at the bottom of his eyes, his eyebrows twisted slightly, then looked at Ling Ye, and said "Jiaodidi".

"Xiaoyue, come over and stand by and serve me and the doorkeeper."