The Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus has very good effect. She only refined one-third of the medicinal power and allowed her realm to break through to the second level. The most important thing is that her mental power enters the fifth level, giving her the illusion of turning into a feather flying into the sky.

The whole person is as light as a feather, which can be removed with the wind at any time.

These are all good things, but there is one thing that makes her unable to let go, that is, Fang Ajian's sword spirit has changed, and changes that are not under her control. While she awakens, a sense of hostility also awakens inside it, which seriously affects her mind and makes her always have the urge to kill.

Deep in her sea of ​​consciousness, a sword emitting green light was hanging quietly, simple and heavy, with nine rays of hostility lingering around it like a dragon, and she could not drive them away.

She didn't even dare to look back, for fear that the nine rays of evil spirits would rush out and kill the An Ye, which must be stopped!

The most terrifying thing is that Ivy has no confidence in whether she can stop Fang Ajian's anger when she is facing Xiao Yan. Wherever her eyes reach, she is the killing of anger.

The higher the level of a person, the easier it is to stimulate his inner murderous intent, which is extremely terrifying.

"Why?" An Ye's heart trembled and realized the seriousness of the problem.

"He came and told him that he would meet one day, but not now--" Before I finished speaking, Ivy suddenly became illusory and ethereal, and quickly turned into a black shadow and disappeared.

"..." An Ye stared blankly at the place where Ivy disappeared, unable to believe that her strength was so powerful.

This is incredible!

Even the powerful man in the Ninth Heaven of Demigod can't do this! Dark Night controls the Skynet, the news is like a sea, and knows almost everything in martial arts realms. Besides, she is only one step away from the Demigod and can break through at any time. She knows very well that the ability Ivy showed just now has exceeded the Demigod realm.

The divine realm? The pseudo-god? Just as the dark night was thinking about it, Xiao Yan appeared in front of her.

"She is leaving? Don't want to see me?" Xiao Yan's face looked very bad. He didn't expect things to happen. He couldn't even use the reunion scene he had originally expected, and his heart was empty.

"She said there will be a day when we meet--" An Ye lowered his head, not daring to look at Xiao Yan's appearance. She could think of how disappointed Xiao Yan was with her toes. She knew this man so well.

But strangely, Xiao Yan did not show any evil spirit or chill, and seemed to be very calm.

An Ye mustered up his courage to look up, secretly glanced at Xiao Yan, and suddenly realized that his face was indeed calm, even with a hint of self-mockery.

He tried so much effort to treat her, but he couldn't even see her. This was so cruel. How could she do this?

"Xiao Yan, don't do this, I'm afraid of seeing it." An Ye wanted to reach out and stroke his face, but his hand stopped in the air. Ivy gave her endless pressure, making her instinctively afraid to anger her.

"Are you afraid of her?" Xiao Yan frowned slightly. When he approached the cemetery, he couldn't help but release his spiritual sense, but he got a result that made him palpitations.

It was a sword, hanging between heaven and earth with endless murderous intent.

As soon as his spiritual sense glanced, when the nine terrifying dragon spirits wrapped around the sword were about to rush towards him, the sword suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Sword escape? This incredible word popped up in Xiao Yan's mind at that time. Any escape method involves spatial ability. Could it be that she actually activated the spatial ability? Xiao Yan could not imagine and could not guess what happened at all, but one thing is certain that Ivy has a big secret and a huge secret.

"Yes!" An Ye did not deny it, and she nodded simply, "She is so scary now. When facing her, I seem to face an insurmountable mountain."

"What else did she say?" Xiao Yan asked without comment.

Ivy is already a powerful person in the demigod realm. Although her sea of ​​consciousness has been damaged, Xiao Yan can also see that her background is extremely profound and much more powerful than his sea of ​​consciousness. There is no doubt that her mental power cultivation is stronger than her physical cultivation, otherwise she would not have been able to defeat the impermanence in an instant.

An Ye shook her head. She couldn't tell Ivy's attitude. Ivy was like an iceberg, so cold that she was frightened. She didn't know what happened to Ivy, but it was obviously far beyond her perception and she was unable to inquire about it. As for the relationship between Ivy and Xiao Yan, they could only solve it themselves.

Xiao Yan stared in the direction where Ivy disappeared for a moment, then smiled faintly, as if he had put down something, and said, "When will Mr. Feng Shui arrive?"

"It's almost - there are about ten minutes left." An Ye raised his wrist and looked at the time. The watch she wore was exquisite and beautiful, which fits very well with her white skin. It looked like a sense of nobility, but her expression was a little depressed. "By the way, she didn't mention the matter of Skynet, I have to continue."

"Then keep going." Xiao Yan waved his hand indifferently, then walked to his mother's grave, pulled a handful of weeds and carefully wiped the tombstone.

He had the ability to clean the dust on the tomb with his true energy, but he didn't want to do that. As a son, it was appropriate to wipe and clean the tomb of his mother with his own hands. The person who lies inside and gave him life can't be too respectful. Xiao Yan wiped and pondered, his brows frowned from beginning to end.

An Ye looked at him silently. He was in a very bad mood. It seemed that Ivy's incident had a big blow to him.

The Feng Shui master is here, his pace is in a hurry and he is in a hurry.

"Mr. Xiao, you are so amazing. You have succeeded in just a few days?" Mr. Feng Shui looked a little fussy. While he said, he looked at An Ye curiously. It seemed that he was not this woman last time, and even the woman had changed?

Because idiots can also see that the relationship between the two is extraordinary.

The men and women who can get together in front of the elders' graves must have close relationships that are far more than friends, which is undoubtedly true. However, Feng Shui master is also a smart person. He knows what to ask and what not to ask. He sees it, but does not mention it, so as not to make everyone unhappy.

"Well, I found the Soul Burial Grass." Xiao Yan nodded indifferently, threw away the weeds in his hand, and stood up.

It’s not that he has no filial piety, it is obvious that he must be the first to treat living people, so he went to treat Ivy first, and resurrected his mother was a complex project. According to the Feng Shui master, it must not be early or late. It must be operated in the right time and in the right way to achieve the best results.
Chapter completed!