"Little baby, you are not my descendant of blood. The magic power of the soul is difficult to practice. Fortunately, you have obtained the Pu Ling fruit, which is also an opportunity. "The magic power of the soul" is a magic power created by my Nascent Soul stage. It is too rough, but it is just an auxiliary magic power. On this basis, I will streamline and improve it. Please note it and meet the descendants of my Yuan family and teach it to them."

"As for..."

"As for your mother's affairs."

"I will know when you realize the truth!"

After Fu Shiyi woke up.

Mixed sadness and joy.

The day of attainment?

Now she is just a small foundation-building monk.

Stop proof of enlightenment.

Even the Nascent Soul felt that it was nowhere to be seen!

"Forget it!"

Fu Shiyi glanced at Liujie and Xiaohuang, who were still seriously injured, threw away the depression in his heart, took out Putai, lit the third-level soul incense, sat cross-legged, and began to comprehend the "Spirit of the Spirit".

There is no time to cultivate the truth.

Half a year later.

In the cave.

Fu Shiyi held the Puting fruit in his left hand, held the seal in his right hand, and his lips moved, and runes emerged from her body. The runes were simple and vicissitudes. Under the guidance of Fu Shiyi, the Puting fruit in his left hand echoed in response, and then it was put into his body, and it repeated cycles.

The circulating quaint runes.

On the basis of the original yellow color, it slowly dyed blue.

"Damn it!"

The Puting fruit with only the peel left was broken.

The quaint runes that were wandering vibrated a little.

The next moment.

It's like a hundred birds returning to their nests.

All of them flew into Fu Shiyi's Dantian.

Fu Shiyi held the seal's index finger, and a slight crack was burning. The crack became bigger and bigger, and a ball of fleshy things were about to tear the skin and bloom!

Meanwhile.

The eyebrows are thumping.

Fu Shiyi felt that his spiritual consciousness was being pulled hard by someone savagely and was about to break. At the same time, her heart was cracking a gap at this moment, just like someone holding a big knife without a sharp edge, tug of warping.

"Yeah!"

Fu Shiyi groaned.

Bite the tip of the tongue.

Let yourself faint without pain.

Eighty-eight and sixty-four days!

Under the inhuman destruction, Fu Shiyi's eyes were now deeply engulfed, his face was not covered with blood, his lips were chapped with cracks as big as toothpicks. The original white shirt was stained with layers of blood, and it was hard!

Fu Shiyi's eyes suddenly opened.

Meanwhile.

Her index finger on her right hand was yellow, and a blue light flashed, and a white leaf condensed on the belly of her finger. There were veins on the left side of the leaf and a vast white piece on the right.

Fu Shiyi made a seal with his left hand.

Lips twitch:

"Sui Po"

"It's worth breaking thousands of obstacles, hike!"

"Buzz!!!"

A sound of breaking through the cave flashed.

A strange scene appeared.

I saw the leaf on the belly of Fu Shiyi's right finger, and the vein on the left suddenly came alive. After a few thrusts, it jumped out of the belly of his finger, swaying out of the cave, climbing to the fifth-level ridge formation in the sky, as if it had hit a heavenly stairs.

"Xiao Huang, go!"

Fu Shiyi's sword light flashed.

Take Xiao Huang and Liu Jie, and flash along the sky stairs quickly.

"Suddenly!"

Suddenly.

A touch of emerald green jumped into my eyes.

Fu Shiyi turned around and saw that the light curtain of the fifth-level Hongyun Formation was already behind her. She escaped.

"The Magic Power of the Spirit is indeed amazing. It can actually find a way out in this fifth-level ridge formation. Then it will be simple to enter the remaining four medicine gardens next."

However.

Practice this technique.

This inhuman torture.
Chapter completed!