"What? You poisoned it?"

The pretty nun seemed to have been hit hard, and her body couldn't stop taking a few steps backwards, and her face was full of disbelief.

"I guess you forgot, at the previous trade fair, the Lingshi bought a treasure that has a great effect on the Spirit Wing Clan!"

The young monk's eyes showed a strange color, and a faint dark light flickered, as if it spread towards the pretty female nun's eyes.

"Spirit Pulp Dew, it turns out that you have premeditated!"

The pretty nun was undecided, but her body trembled.

"Of course, the seventh-order spirit clan is rare in the territory of the human race, and the power of the bloodline does not seem to be weak, otherwise, with the fact that my family master is not born in the spirit realm, how could he choose him as the soul of the heavenly spirit treasure?

What's more, you can also take down the Lingshi in one fell swoop, and correct the knot, which is really killing two birds with one stone!"

The young monk smiled lightly and slowly approached.

"You ...... You...... Humble...... Despicable!"

The beautiful nun slowly dimmed her beautiful eyes, and her tense body gradually relaxed.

"That's right, good, tell me, where is the spirit people?"

The young monk and the other three glanced at each other, and they all saw each other's eyes, and the triumphant smile of the successful conspiracy.

"Here!"

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly floated up, and in an instant, a majestic cold aura enveloped the void.

"Who?"

When the four of them heard this, they were shocked, and with their cultivation, they were invaded by someone in front of them, and they had not yet realized it, and the cultivation of those who came could be imagined.

Even though they were frightened, it did not prevent them from making correct judgments, and without hesitation, they sacrificed various magic weapons, and rushed towards the surroundings in a burst.

But in response to them, there was a majestic and endless cold blood flame, and the endless ghosts that roared and struggled in it, suddenly intertwined into a pitch-black mouth with oozing blood.

The majestic absorbing power was invisibly dispersed, and even a large area of mountains and rocks was pulled up and floated towards the giant mouth.

"Join forces to defend!"

The young monk was at the highest level of cultivation among the four, and under this suction force, he paused for a moment, but no matter how much he struggled, he was powerless to get rid of it, let alone the other three.

When the three monks burst several treasures, but they still had no effect, and their bodies could not stop disappearing into the giant mouth, they took the opportunity to hold the pretty female nun in their arms and fell straight to the giant mouth.

Three terrible howls sounded one after another, making the young monk feel terrified, hugging the pretty nun and resisting the suction on the one hand, and bursting several treasures with his life on the other hand, in order to find a way out.

However, the impact of the treasure on his mind after the self-explosion made his heart more and more agitated, and his mana also stagnated, and finally fell into the giant mouth without resistance.

Just as it was about to be torn apart by the hands of countless powerful ghosts inside, a blue-gold figure suddenly burst out, suddenly pulling the pretty nun into her arms, and her figure fell into the giant mouth and disappeared.

As several people disappeared into the giant mouth, when the miserable howl sounded, nine majestic blood-colored giant shadows condensed in an instant, and finally converged into one, and suddenly disappeared in the arm of a green shadow.

Swept around slightly, the blue-gold light around the man in Tsing Yi suddenly appeared, and he suddenly fled into the distance, and disappeared into the clouds after a short time.

The wind howled by, and this mountain forest fell more than ten zhang deep, several miles away, and the cold breath was even fainter, like a ghost, which made people shudder.

Just half an hour after the people here disappeared, a figure fell, and after searching for souls in all directions, they found nothing, as if they were furious, and suddenly swept away the mountains and forests here, and then they rose to the sky and left.

Then several more people who were not weak in breath came, but after searching this place, they finally left with nothing.

......

Snort!

In a hidden cave, there were a few ear-stinging sounds, but I felt that the cold air flow flashed, which was terrifying.

"Ugh!"

A faint muttering sounded, but I saw a pretty female cultivator, holding her forehead in her hands, and struggling a few times before she opened, and when she saw the vision clearly, she exclaimed: "Who are you?"

"If I were you, I would meditate first to restore my cultivation!"

Glancing at the female cultivator with a wary face, Wang Mo didn't care, dragging a cloud of pitch-black mist with one hand, the blue-gold arc sneered, and from time to time there were faint and mournful wails.

"You...... Are you searching for souls?"

Seeing such a scene, the pretty nun was shocked, her pupils were full of fear, but she didn't hear Wang Mo's words at all.

"Lan Wanxi, right?

Wang Mo frowned slightly, put away the mist with a wave of his hand, and took out a golden spirit feather.

This woman is not her, she is the apprentice of Xuan Ziling, who was buried in Qingling's tomb back then.

When the tomb of Qingling collapsed, nearly half of them were killed or injured, but most of them escaped from the tomb through the nearby exit, and some of them escaped from the spatial crack with the help of special treasures.

And Wang Mo was in the deepest part of the world, and because the spatial crack extended extremely widely, and he unintentionally connected a spatial passage, he fell into the territory of the Spirit Clan.

"Spirit Feather of the Spirit Wing Clan, how can you have it?"

Lan Wanxi exclaimed again, but forgot to ask the other party how she knew her name.

"You don't have to worry about this, I know now, your Haotian Sect is in crisis, Kunyu Immortal Master is seriously injured and retreating, please inform the Ling Master, be sure to find a mist grass to help the spirit brother relieve the difficulty of poison!"

Wang Mo casually put away the spirit feather and said lightly.

"Do you know Uncle Ling?"

Lan Wanxi was surprised, she was not very surprised that she had learned about Wang Mo's soul search before, but she was not very surprised, but she realized it in an instant: "How do you know my name?"

"A hundred years ago, I was fortunate enough to meet Lingshi, remember, no matter what, this matter cannot be known to others, and she can only come to see me alone, otherwise I will not appear!"

Wang Mo casually threw out a jade slip, which was the sound transmission jade slip he had refined, which could be used to contact him.

"But how can I trust you just by relying on this spirit feather?"

Lan Wanxi subconsciously took the jade slip, her beautiful eyes suspicious.

"You can check the trace of divine consciousness left inside, and when you are sure, go back and tell the commander!"

Wang Mo waved his hand, and the spirit feather floated up and landed in front of him.

Lan Wanxi caught Ling Yu, probed into her divine sense, and after a careful investigation, she handed Ling Yu back and said respectfully: "Thank you seniors for your help, the little girl wrote it down!"

"Okay, you can recover here, remember, you must not let outsiders know, I will only show up if the Lingshi comes alone!"

Wang Mo put away the spirit feather, threw out a jade bottle casually, and then stood up, and his body shook out of the cave.

"Former ...... Hey, his cultivation?"

Just after Wang Mo left, Lan Wanxidai's eyebrows furrowed, as if she had noticed something.

......

On the other side of the mountain col of Yanyang City, a faint light suddenly descended, circulating for dozens of miles in the surrounding area, as if it had searched for all this place, and finally disappeared.

"It's me who misunderstood the purple spirit!"

In the space hall of Zhenyuan Tower, Ling Zhanyun looked at the black mist in his hand blankly, and his face was full of bitterness.

"Brother Ling doesn't have to be like this, the situation was critical at that time, and Senior Sister Xuan will definitely not blame you for this!"

Wang Mo sighed secretly in his heart, but comforted him.

From Lingzhan Yunkou, he already knew that Lingzhan Yun was suddenly poisonous, and he used Xuan Ziling as a gift, but he was besieged again.

If it weren't for the protection of the treasure and the world, he would have escaped from the trauma.

Arrogant by nature, even if it is the woman he loves, under such a blow, he can't help but be disheartened, and in a fit of anger, he broke off the spirit feather left for Xuan Ziling, and cut off the contact.

Fortunately, back then, he had a copy of the sound transmission jade slip belonging to Xuan Ziling's apprentice Lan Wanxi, which led to Wang Mo's secret contact and the removal of the person who followed him.

"But I ......"

Ling Zhanyun shook his head in distress, and the faint purple color of his eyes was growing again.

"Brother Ling, listen to me, if Senior Sister Xuan is willing to take the risk to come, naturally she has you in her heart, if she doesn't come, she can only break this thought!"

Wang Mo frowned slightly, although he didn't have much experience of this kind of thing, he also knew that he would constantly suffer from it.

In particular, Xuan Ziling is still the heart demon of Ling Zhanyun, if he really can't make a decision, I'm afraid there is no hope of advancement in this life.

But what he didn't say was that even if the other party came, it might not really be to send the elixir, and when the master was in danger, the other party intended to obstruct it, and Xuan Ziling might not do anything against his will.

"How easy is it to break this thought, not to mention, as a spirit clan, if I want to achieve double cultivation with the purple spirit, I will inevitably be hindered by his sect!"

Ling Zhanyun sighed dejectedly.

"If you give up now, you will never see hope!"

Wang Mo didn't want to say more, only if he understood such things would he be sober.

As a bystander, you can only tell you everything you know and let them make their own judgments, but no matter how much you do, you can't do anything.

"Hopefully?"

Ling Zhanyun's body trembled slightly, and he was silent for a long time.

The two of them stayed in the space of Zhenyuan Pagoda for several years, until one day, when Wang Mo was in retreat, he suddenly took out a jade slip, which was glowing with a faint blue-gold brilliance, and then he stood up.

"It's finally here, I hope you take the mist grass with you, otherwise I can only forcibly bring Brother Ling back to the Spirit Wing Clan!"

With a wave of his hand, he took out a treasure mirror and pinched it with one hand, and the light on it was misty, and a scene was conjured, which was a mountain col where the outside world was.

It's just that there are so many bright spots on it that they seem to spread all over the valley.

At the same time, on the screen, there was a sudden flash, and a shadow appeared, and as far as the eye could see, it was Xuan Ziling!

is still the peerless enchantment, dressed in purple, like an immortal descending to earth, indescribably beautiful and refined, just a faint sadness between her eyebrows, but it makes her a little more angry.

Just when Wang Mo was observing Xuan Ziling, he seemed to have sensed something, and he glanced around, but in the end, he found nothing, and lowered his head to a jade slip in his hand, and entered something.

"It's up to you to choose between the sect and Brother Ling!"

Wang Mo looked at the jade slip that suddenly lit up in his hand, groaned slightly, and after waiting for most of the hour, he pinched the trick with one hand and pointed it towards the void, and the air flow trembled and converged, turning into a whirlpool.

Suddenly, Wang Mo's figure rose from the ground and rushed into it and disappeared.

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