"I want that skull."
When Qi Hongyi said this, she wasn't looking at the white-haired old woman or Shen Feiqing. Instead, she was looking at Old Copper Coin and the yellow-robed figure.
The three of them knew each other very well. They should have come to a tacit understanding before coming here.
Old Copper Coin stared at the floating island that Yutu had refined. The yellow-robed figure riding on the giant gourd targeted the powerful spirit. She aimed at the platinum head of the Dark Asura.
She actually didn't know the origins of the platinum head, and didn't know what the brown eyeball meant.
Moreover, Yu Yuan, who was pointing at the brown eyeball with a finger, had already sent the terrifying crimson sword beam and the world-rending sword intent into the world inside the eyeball.
This also caused Yu Yuan to look like a little Golden Hall Realm cultivator just by looking at his appearance.
Pure sword intent wreaked havoc in the Dark Asura's eyeball. No one else could sense the battle inside the eyeball.
"I said no, and it means no."
The white-haired old woman with two crutches had thin, long white snakes covering her face with fine hair. Due to the change in her mood, these thin, long white snakes hissed and flicked their tongues as if they were going to fly out and attack Qi Hongyi again.
The corner of the mouth of the tall woman in a bright red dress and holding a pipa twitched.
Five bony fingers that were as white as jade gently rested on the strings of the pipa, pulling on one of the strings.
The tinkling sound of spring water came from the pipa.
The sound waves were like a rain of swords. Accompanied by the crisp and pleasant sound of the pipa, they unknowingly seeped into the thin white snakes.
The snake old woman's white hair was full of luster, but when the pipa sounded, it turned grayish-white and then a lifeless gray.
A strand of hair, with a "poof" sound, actually turned into ash and dissipated.
The old woman's expression was gloomy. Her bent body slowly straightened, and she pulled out the white bone cane that was as sharp as a sword from the ground.
Xu Zixi, who had just gone through a battle with her, saw that she was angry and suddenly calmed down.
Because Old Tong, Old Qian, and Old Woman had arrived, because the Old Woman had stopped, Xu Zixin had already made the decision to withdraw and leave. She did not intend to fulfill the agreement and fight side by side with Yu Yuan and Yan Qiling.
She just wanted to take care of Zhou Cangmin.
But now, the traitor who had been banished by the Goblin Temple, the old woman whose true body was a snake demon, had started to clash with Qi Hongyi because of the platinum head of the Dark Asura. She decided to stay and watch.
Qi Hongyi, Old Tong, and the yellow-clothed figure were clearly the same kind of people.
When Qi Hongyi and the white-haired old woman collided, where should Old Tong, Qian Lao, the yellow-clothed shadow, Shen Feiqing, and Bai Shang go?
Could she and Yan Qiling do something in secret at this time?
"Wait!"
In the luxurious jade palace, Old Qian, who was lying on the jade fence, shook his bronze flagon and signaled Qi Hongyi to calm down.
Qi Hongyi, who was playing the pipa, took a cold look at him and stopped.
Standing on the purple satin, Shen Feiqing lowered her head and said to the old woman, "Calm down."
The white-haired old woman let out a cold harrumph and said to Qi Hongyi, "You little bitch, this isn't over!"
"What do you want, Old Qian?" Qi Hongyi was also very impatient. Her tone was full of blame. "You want the island, Old Demon Huang wants the soul, and I want the skull. We each take what we need. Didn't we agree on this?"
"I don't care about the island or the spirit soul, but the skull you want is a bit troublesome." Old Qian laughed dryly and suddenly jumped down from the luxurious jade palace.
Without any hesitation, he flew directly towards the hole in the city where Yu Yuan and Asura Dark Realm's platinum skull were.
The copper coins hanging from his body clanged against each other, making clanking noises.
Shen Feiqing, Yan Qiling, Bai Shang, and the others' expressions flickered.
This was because they suddenly saw the copper coins floating out of Old Qian Tong's clothes. They were all in the air and slowly sank down with him.
"Crack!"
Before the copper coins could fall, the hole in the ground and the entire dilapidated city started to explode.
Boulders shattered one after another, and the ground, which was as hard as iron, was also torn apart and split open.
The white-haired old woman, who had been using her walking stick to penetrate the earth with her demonic power, suddenly paled. Her eyes under her "hair" fixed on Old Qian as she said in a stern voice, "What do you want?"
Old Qian suddenly came to a stop about thirty meters above Yu Yuan's head.
Hundreds of copper coins floated in the air like leaves, releasing different colors of gold, yellow, and bronze as they surrounded Old Qian.
Many ancient characters were engraved on the copper coins, and at the same time, a vast fortune of the nation was added to them.
"Qi Hongyi, your eyes are as sharp as always."
Old Qian Tong drank another mouthful of the wine that was as red as blood. He clicked his tongue in admiration. "The huge skull below is not a dead object."
Everyone's expressions changed as soon as they heard this.
Before Old Qian landed, he already knew that there was an extremely obscure soul aura inside the skull of the Dark Asura.
He might not know the origin of the skull, but he could tell that it wasn't dead.
"A living thing?"
The person they called Old Demon Huang, the yellow-robed figure sitting on the giant gourd, grinned and said, "Is there any soul movement inside?"
Old Qian nodded. "That's your strong suit."
Old Demon Huang laughed even more happily. "It seems that my luck isn't bad either! Little Qi, that skull belongs to you, but the spirit within it belongs to me! "
Before Qi Hongyi could react, the hundred-meter-tall yellow-robed figure suddenly shrank rapidly.
That loose yellow robe was still fluttering in the wind, still motionless on the gourd.
But the so-called Old Demon Huang disappeared into thin air.
In the next second, a streak of yellow light flashed in the pit and shot straight toward the brown eyeball of the Dark Asura that was still pointed at by Yu Yuan's finger.
Old Demon Huang instantly disappeared into it.
He had no interest in paying attention to Yu Yuan, who was in the Golden Hall realm. He didn't even bother to check Yu Yuan's three souls and extract his memories.
"Sorry, sorry."
Tong Laoqian nodded and bowed to Shen Feiqing and the white-haired old woman in the air. "My friend is a little impatient. She is indeed a little impatient. I apologize on his behalf. You're all magnanimous, so don't lower yourself to his level. "
Shen Feiqing said indifferently, "It's fine."
Bai Shang and the white-haired old woman were indifferent when Old Demon Huang used his secret art to transform into a streak of yellow light and enter the brown eyeball. They had no intention of stopping him.
Moreover, they were somewhat gloating.
After Old Qian apologized and saw the strange expressions on everyone's faces, he gradually felt that something was wrong.
He withdrew his smile and looked at the huge platinum skull with a deep frown. Then, he rubbed his chin and said to Qi Hongyi, "Are we being too rash? Why do I feel that Old Demon Huang is going to be in big trouble? "
Qi Hongyi, who was holding a pipa, said, "I have the same feeling."
… …
Inside the brown eyeball was a strange world.
Thousands of crimson sword lights condensed into streams and streams that shot toward a dark place.
There, the remnant soul and consciousness of the Dark Asura were gathered by countless cold, crystalline lights.
Yu Yuan's wisp of consciousness was sensing the vast, ancient, and boundless sword art that the sword soul wanted him to comprehend. It wanted him to see clearly.
All of a sudden, a yellow streak of light barged in recklessly.
As soon as the yellow streak of light entered, it condensed and transformed into Old Demon Huang's illusory soul shadow.
As soon as the soul shadow formed, Old Demon Huang saw thousands of crimson sword lights that were like wide streams that contained the true essence of the sword dao. They released a destructive aura and entered the depths of the dark place in the distance.
As soon as Old Demon Huang condensed his soul shadow, three crimson sword lights shot toward him.
"Chi!"
The three crimson sword lights pierced through Old Demon Huang's newly condensed soul shadow. Old Demon Huang wailed and his soul shadow instantly dissipated.
After the crimson sword lights pierced through his soul shadow, they shot toward the dark place in the distance again.
Old Demon Huang, whose soul had dissipated, screamed and condensed again.
After the second condensation, his soul shadow became smaller. However, as soon as it was condensed, three crimson sword lights pierced through his soul shadow again.
Old Demon Huang's soul dissipated again. He cried and screamed as he tried to condense it again.
Yu Yuan's wisp of consciousness noticed Old Demon Huang who had entered by mistake. He thought to himself, "Is this an idiot?"
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