Lei Family.

A secret little cave.

"puff!"

A beautiful cultivator who was meditating suddenly opened his mouth and squirted a mouthful of blood.

Her eyebrows moved.

After calculating with his right hand for a while, he smiled evilly:

"Is it banned?"

"Overbial ability!"

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Red Ridge Mountains.

Colorful Pagoda Center Floating Island.

now.

There are only Mr. Fu and the Holy Maiden of Star God in the Convention Hall.

The Saint is compared to before.

It seems to have become three inches shorter.

There was no trace of blood on his face.

She shook her head apologetically and said solemnly:

"Old man, the lightning curse on Si Lei's body has become one with his lifeline. Si Lei is neither human nor mantra, and now he is an immortal body. I can't erase this lightning curse even if I use the ninth level of the Star God Altar. Although it is now blocked, it is temporary. We still have to find a way to solve it quickly, otherwise..."

otherwise.

The Fu family's luck will be plundered.

Mr. Fu did not expect that the saint would be helpless.

His brows frowned slightly.

After pondering for a while, he said:

"If the third uncle of the eleventh year takes action, can we remove the lightning curse?"

"no!"

The saint shook her head decisively.

The reason why she only negotiated with Mr. Fu is naturally a different meaning:

"Old man, this person who casts the thunder spell is probably at least a peak Nascent Soul monk. If you want to get rid of it, you must have a monk at least a Nascent Soul level attack, and this person needs to understand ancient witchcraft."

this.....

The highest cultivation level of the Fu family is Mr. Fu, but he is 108,000 miles away from the Nascent Soul, let alone a monk who knows ancient witchcraft. Mr. Fu was at a loss, but saw the saint staring at him with a torch. His mind turned, and a person suddenly rang out. He narrowed his eyes vigilantly.

"Old man, I just calculated a fortune in the temple. Now there is only eleven that can solve the predicament of our Fu family. We need to contact her as soon as possible, otherwise everything will be too late."

The Saint was very calm.

After talking.

She said goodbye and returned to the Star Temple.

During this period, there were continuous sacrifices of monsters and flesh, and at the same time, she needed to sit on the altar, otherwise the ban on Fu Silei would collapse in an instant.

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After the Saint left.

Mr. Fu sat in the meeting hall for a while.

Silent sighed.

He patted the storage bag with his right hand, and a flash of light flashed, and a message tree was revealed. This message tree was specially given to him when Fu Shiyi was in the desert tree house, just in case Fu Shiyi was able to communicate with each other when he was traveling to another place.

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desert.

Bridge Lingshan.

In a secret cave, Fu Shiyi, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes. He slapped the storage bag, and the glow flashed, and a message tree floated into the air. One of the message leaves flashed with inspiration, and a string of text flashed quickly:

"If you have difficulties in the clan, you need to find a Nascent Soul monk who knows ancient witchcraft. It's urgent to be angry!"

"Sorry, 11!"

The light of inspiration fades away.

Fu Shiyi's eyebrows were furrowed tightly.

Even if Mr. Fu didn't say where the disaster came from, she vaguely guessed it.

In the altar of Baimeng Hall, the Lei family suffered such a great loss and would definitely not give up.

Fu Shiyi quickly wrote on the message leaf:

"Grandfather, I will return to Mangzhou as soon as possible!"

"Please rest assured"

"I already have someone to choose."

Putting the message tree back into the storage bag, Fu Shiyi looked back at a red fire cocoon in the hole. After Xiao Huang swallowed the companion grass of the fire god beast from the bottom of the volcano in the altar, he formed a fire cocoon, which was obviously in evolution:
Chapter completed!