Yun Qing wanted to complete the task before dawn, so he turned back into black smoke and went straight to the True Dragon Peak.

When I arrived at the top of the True Dragon Peak, I saw the lights in the Ethereal Hall from a distance.

She was secretly happy, thinking that this trip was really smooth, and she found Xi Mutong's location without much effort.

However, when he approached the main hall, he found that under the wall, there was a large group of spirit boy soldiers guarding it, and at the same time, outside the entire hall, several enchantments were pulled up in the air, and the buildings inside the wall were protected impenetrable.

Yun Qing was stunned, and said in her heart: "This woman is the head of the immortal clan, and Jiluo Mountain is a military important place, she pretended to send a few soldiers to guard her residence, and talked about pomp and circumstance, which is understandable, but it is a bit unpredictable for her to surround her home so tightly." Heavily guarded, and then pressed several layers of enchantments, is she mentally ill, or psychopathic, what kind of crisis phobia does she have?"

He was laughing disdainfully, but there was a conversation between the two spirit boy soldiers.

One of them asked, "Is my aunt staying in the Hall of Return again tonight?"

The other replied: "It's been this hour and I haven't come back yet, I guess so." The little boy has been in retreat for three days, so he's about to get out, right?"

"What? Xi Mutong is not in the Ethereal Hall now? Little boy? The little boy of Jiluo Mountain, isn't it that Shui Ling'er?

Yun Qing was surprised when he heard this, and it was even more difficult to understand the strict defense in front of the Ethereal Palace.

"I'm not in it, but I've sealed this palace like an iron bucket, is it true that these soldiers are guarding here to protect Shui Ling'er?

She shook her head and thought about it, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration, and when she figured it out, she couldn't stop being overjoyed, she almost screamed, and quickly covered her mouth tightly, shouting in her heart: "I know, Shui Ling'er is in retreat at this time, no need to ask, it must be advancing to the sixth layer of Zhitian Zen!"

This was an unexpected gain, and Yun Qing immediately decided that he would find a way to infiltrate the Ethereal Hall no matter what, to sabotage Shui Ling'er's practice.

She knew very well that once the Zhitian Zen failed to advance, the only result would be that the meditator would go mad and become a waste.

But how easy is it to get through such a tight defense? Just now squeezing into the first layer of the barrier from outside the mountain almost alarmed the people who set up the boundary, and now it is even more difficult to get into it from here.

Seeing that she couldn't break through, she quietly walked to the back of the hall and stared attentively at a stone path that led to the bamboo forest.

After a while, two spirit boy soldiers returned from patrolling, and Yun Qing saw that the opportunity had come, so he hurriedly followed with a smoke.

The Erling Tong Soldier had only taken a few steps before he noticed something strange behind him, and immediately stopped, looked at each other vigilantly, and grabbed the bamboo bow on his back together.

One of them said, "Momo, don't you think something seems to be following us?"

Momo nodded, motioned for the other party to whisper, and then held the bamboo bow tightly in his hand and took the bamboo arrow at the same time.

But even if he reacted so quickly, it was too late, and before he could shout from his companion's throat, his face had turned black, his hands were stuck around his neck, and he fell to the ground and stopped breathing.

Mo Mo didn't say a word, aimed at the back of his companion, and shot the bamboo arrow out with a "whoosh", not wanting the murderer to float out instead of walking out, and the shape was a strange black smoke.

Even though it was smoke, the bow and arrow could not hurt it at all, and the bamboo arrow passed through the black smoke and plunged straight into the dirt beside the gravel road.

And the black smoke, before Momo could pull out other blades to resist, had already pounced in front of him and drilled into his eyes. (To be continued.) )