This woman is not a ferocious face, with an evil ghost with two horns on her head. She only looks charmingly like silk, with peach blossoms on her face, and a smile with a red lips. If she didn't see what she looked like just now, she would definitely think she was a banished fairy with a great temperament and her every move touched people's hearts.

The five people stood there blankly, and the beauty of the woman was like a magnet, firmly sucking the souls of the five people.

The monk in purple didn't know why he looked at a woman so rudely, but he felt that such a beautiful woman could not be found even in the world of cultivation. If he didn't look at her now, he would probably not have the chance to see her in the future. He wanted to engrave her appearance in his heart and keep reading it. He also hoped that this beauty could come to him and stay with him forever, which would be more effective than the Forget-Word Grass.

After blinking, the monk in purple suddenly found that the beauty was close to him. His face was like a jade arm, pure white and flawless, and his red lips opened lightly, "Am I beautiful?" His voice was like the sound of the great way, making people's three thousand six hundred pores open, feeling this wonderful sound.

"Beautiful!" The monk in purple stood there blankly, and involuntarily said beauty.

Qin Yun, who was standing aside, took this opportunity to quickly repair his body. The five people suddenly stood there and surprised him. They didn't know what magic the woman had cast, and they could actually hold the five Cervical Cultivators at the same time.

Suddenly the woman transformed by the evil ghost blinked at him playfully, as if she had no malice towards him, and turned around and said to the purple monk: "Then are you willing to do anything for me?"

"I'm willing." The monk in purple kept his head tightly, "I'm willing no matter what you want me to do!"

"Okay," the woman pointed at the other four, pouted her mouth, and said angrily: "I want you to kill these four people for me."

Qin Yun thought at first that this woman was crazy. Even if the purple-clothed monk was abnormal, he would not be able to kill each other. But the next moment he thought he was crazy. The purple-clothed monk actually nodded, raised the flying sword in his hand, and waved the necks of the four people who were standing still.

Puff puff puff puff puff, four slight sounds, blood splattered, and only these four sounds were left at the bottom of the Yellow Spring River. The heads of the other four monks were thrown into the sky like watermelons, rolling to the ground. The flying sword in the hands of the purple-clothed monk made a clear sound, happily enjoying the remaining essence and blood on the sword, and the red light flashed on the body of the sword.

"Great." The woman danced happily, "You are so awesome. You killed four opponents of your level in one go, but..."

The woman pondered again, as if she was depressed. Qin Yun in the distance looked at her heart. He didn't think that the woman was really depressed. Sure enough, the woman dipped her white fingers into some blood from the sword of the purple monk and put them in her mouth to suck, "It would be even better if you were willing to give me your soul. When I eat your soul, you are part of me."

No accident happened at all. Qin Yun saw the purple-clothed monk's eyes dull. It was obvious that his spiritual sense had been controlled by the woman. "It is my greatest honor to be a part of you, just take it."

"Okay, you are so obedient, you are the most obedient among the people I have seen." The melancholy look on the woman's beautiful face was swept away, and replaced by a bright smile. "Then I'm welcome." The woman pinched the chin of the monk in purple with bare hands. The monk in purple lowered his head dullly, and his eyes were silently approached the woman's eyes. The woman opened her red lips and sucked gently. A white and sticky object flew out of the monk in purple and broke away from his body with difficulty.

The careful pain of the lungs shaking violently made the purple-clothed monk's body tremble violently and he struggled constantly. He looked at the woman in front of him in horror, but it was too late. The woman's chest under the black clothes bulged slightly and sucked hard. The white soul was pulled away from her body and swallowed it. The body that had lost its soul was undoubtedly dead. She fell to the ground with a thud and died.

Qin Yun was furious when he watched from the side. He had killed so many people, but this was the first time he saw someone eating the soul of a monk. He was so cruel that he had a little more vigilance and fear towards the woman.

The woman transformed by the evil ghost swallowed the soul of the purple monk, smashed her mouth, and stuck her tongue out to lick her lips. It seemed that this soul was a delicious dish that made her feel endlessly aftertaste. Seeing Qin Yun looking at him, she regained the little girl's playful appearance, laughed at Qin Yun, and jumped over.

"What do you want to do?" Qin Yun reluctantly supported his body, secretly mobilized his vitality. If she dared to suck his soul in close proximity, she could give her a heavy blow.

But the woman didn't answer, and she seemed to be smiling, and walked towards him Yingying. She was not fast, but she stepped on Qin Yun's heart step by step, making him breathless.

Seeing that the woman was getting closer and closer, he had not mobilized the power to achieve an effective attack for a long time. The dead energy in the dantian was the heaviest, but due to serious injuries, the accumulated injuries in the body began to burst out. The vitality, fairy energy, demon energy, and four forces that could not coexist had begun to riot again. The dantian was like a furnace, and could be cracked by the four auras inside at any time.

He lamented, "If I had left early, I would not have ended up in this field."

"If you left early, how could I be saved? Without your blood, it would be impossible to untie the Eight Immortal Soul Locking Array of the Yellow Spring River."

The woman walked up to Qin Yun with a smile, but bowed to him, "I pay my respects to my master and congratulate him on returning again in a million years."

"What, you call me master?" The sudden change made Qin Yun stand still and couldn't speak.

The woman transformed by the evil ghost smiled and said, "You are the only one here. Who else can I call you if I don't call you?"

Qin Yun then remembered that when the woman escaped from trouble, she seemed to have said that these five people had hurt her master. At first, he thought that the woman and the five people were old acquaintances, but how could he expect that the master was referring to him?

"Why do you call me master?" Qin Yun was a little puzzled when he heard this. He didn't know this woman at all. Including the five hundred years in the ancient demon realm, he was only over 500 years old. Where did he say that he would return in a million years? Could it be that he was a big man in his previous life?

"Only my master in the world can have a treasure body. If you are a treasure body, you must be my master."

The woman's words were a little puzzled. Could it be that the treasure body could not be someone else? Suddenly, Qin Yun was clever and thought of a shocking fact, "Is it because the treasure body has always been reincarnated by one person since ancient times?"
Chapter completed!