An Qingjin suddenly disappeared, Yue Hongyun and others were naturally shocked, even the Soulless Spider was shocked.
That ghostly thing was really fast in its attacks. Even when this seventh-level monster wanted to sneak attack, it was half a beat too late.
The sneak attack was fruitless, and the Soulless Spider angrily told Yue Hongyun: "That ghostly thing teleports and appears, I'm afraid it's the king in this white mist."
An Qingmi, a female disciple of the An family, saw An Qingjin disappearing and said anxiously: "Hong Yun, save Qingjin."
An Qingjin is the only single spiritual root in the family, and he is also the most promising disciple to reach the realm of god transformation. Nothing should happen to him.
"Senior Sister Qingmi, don't worry." Yue Qiling pressed An Qingmi's shoulder and persuaded her, "That ghost is powerful. If it wants to kill someone, it can do it at any time. But it just kidnapped Junior Brother Qingjin, and it won't be here for a while."
Something will happen."
"There should be no life-threatening danger for the time being." Yue Hongyun also agreed, but thinking about Spider Lady's assertion, he sent a message to An Qingmi, "That ghost is so powerful that Spider Lady can't do anything to it. Just in case, I
It's best to inform the family, and the family will take care of it."
Can't you deal with the seventh-level soulless spider?
What level will the Mist Spirit be?
An Qingmi was well aware of the dangers of this place and immediately reported the situation to his family. He also specifically emphasized that it would be best to ask the ancestors above Nascent Soul to come forward.
As it concerns An Qingjin, the family naturally attaches great importance to it, and immediately reports it to the sect, asking for help from the sect.
As usual, when a sect receives a request for help from a dependent family, it will immediately notify the senior monks of that family within the sect.
An's family is in the sect, and there is only one True Lord of Divine Transformation, but that True Lord of Divine Transformation has been in seclusion to stabilize his state, and has cut off contact with the outside world.
The sect immediately issued a sect mission.
The five Thunder Winged Tigers are all eager to give it a try. Staying in the sect is not much fun. Taking on missions, fighting and killing, and earning contribution points to exchange for elixirs is a bit interesting.
Because these five Thunder Winged Tigers were too aggressive in grabbing missions, sometimes even grabbing missions in the God Transformation Realm, the sect also specially assigned numbers to them. Each tiger could only press the number and take turns to take missions and go out to have fun.
Today, Uncle Tiger No. 3 took over the task of transforming into gods and led two monks in the Nascent Soul stage to go out to practice.
There are two Yuanying monks, one is Zhenjun Zhenshan, and the other is Zhenjun Duoze, An Qingjin’s master.
Duoze also has a single-gold spiritual root. He is in the late Nascent Soul stage and is five hundred years older than the Supreme Lord. He is also a rare talent in the sect.
Uncle Tiger, who had passed through the Tribulation Realm, rushed to the Misty Mountains with two little Yuanyings who helped identify people.
The Misty Mountains are known as the Little Ten Thousand Beasts Jungle and are the second largest gathering place for monsters in the Bianlan Realm.
It is strange that a high-level fog spirit appears in the jungle. The fog spirit is also a kind of water spirit. It is suitable to capture it and use it as a weapon spirit.
When the Tianyun Sect informed the sect, the Tianyin Sect was also discussing quickly.
On their side, an elite disciple was also captured.
Although Wu Xingyun is withdrawn and has no one else in his eyes except Xiao Chengzhi, and he always has the face of an aggrieved little daughter-in-law, which is a bit unpleasant, but after all, they have experienced it together for a long time, and they still have the desire to rescue him.
share and value.
"Inform the sect." Liao Yu, the sad master, said in frustration, "With our ability, we cannot swallow such high-level ghosts."
This high-level spirit body is undoubtedly a great treasure. However, based on their foundation-building skills, even if they have another thousand foundation-building skills, their lives will be in vain.
"Wait a minute." Xiao Wuhuo pinched his long nails, "How will you know if you can't get it if you don't try? Chance is hard to say."
The ghost liked to tease people, but he had an extremely strong appetite for Xiao Wuhuo, so he had to hook up with him before the sect showed up.
Chen Qianxiao didn't make a sound, she was habitually silent, and Wu Xingyun didn't sense the danger in advance, so he shouldn't be in danger.
Xiao Wuhuo pinched his fingernails and still expressed his position actively: "Except for life, everything else is a trivial matter. There is no need to alarm the sect for this, cousin Xiao, what do you think?"
Xiao Chengzhi said nothing and looked extremely unhappy. Wu Xingyun was his default future Taoist companion, but he was arrested together with An Qingjin.
A man and a woman were taken away together. You don't need to think too much to know what will happen next.
However, if it really happens, Wu Xingyun's bloodline magical power will be deprived of her. Without her bloodline magical power, Wu Xingyun will have no original value.
Xiao Chengzhi was still weighing the matter. He was not moved by Wu Xingyun, but was just a little moved. After all, Wu Xingyun had saved him in danger many times.
But before he could finish weighing it, the feeling between him and Wu Xingyun suddenly dissipated.
"What is supposed to come has come."
Xiao Chengzhi's heart felt empty, he raised the palm of his right hand and looked at the dissipated red mole on the palm of his hand.
Wu Xingyun, who was seriously injured and unconscious with torn clothes, woke up leisurely in Xiao Chengzhi's arms. Then she lowered her head shyly, bit her own finger, and pressed it against Xiao Chengzhi's large palm.
Then, Xiao Chengzhi brought the helpless Wu Xingyun back to Tianyin Sect.
The rain was cool on the pear blossoms, and the white pear petals were scattered all over the ground.
"Little brother." Wu Xingyun stretched out his index finger and lifted An Qingjin's chin.
It was lonely in the mountains. Among the many male cultivators who came in, this one was the most suitable for him.
"Monster, what are you going to do?" An Qingjin's whole body was tense, but he couldn't move at all. His consciousness was gradually blurring, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a thin veil, and even the monster in front of him began to become blurry.
"Of course it will help both of us."
Wu Xingyun pouted her little mouth, exhaled a breath of fragrance, and the pear petals danced leisurely, condensing into a white petal barrier, and then threw An Qingjin down.
A man and a woman soon embraced each other, and the rest was just instinct.
Panting, the red mole between Wu Xingyun's index finger disappeared. The ancient curse of the gods came true, and her bloodline magical powers were forcibly deprived. The extreme pain made her wake up from her addiction.
Even the fog spirit was temporarily expelled, and Wu Xingyun's eyes suddenly became clear.
Shock, anger, relief
All kinds of emotions came overwhelming.
But Wu Xingyun, who woke up, was full of resentment, with red eyes, and grabbed An Qingjin's neck.
An Qingjin was in a haze, his eyes were lifeless, but his strength and cultivation were still there. He grabbed Wu Xingyun's arms, turned her over and pressed her down.
The mist spirit immediately attached itself to Wu Xingyun's body and enjoyed the indescribable pleasure on Wu Xingyun's behalf.
The petals of the pear blossoms flew downwards, silently and breathlessly.
It's foggy.
The two Jindan elders of the Li family had seen how powerful the mist spirit was, and they already wanted to quit.
The Wuling captured two young people for fun, and they don't know how long they will have fun. If they don't leave now, how long will they stay?
Without even saying it, the other people followed the two golden elixirs and hurried back.
The four members of the Tianyun Sect and the four members of the Tianyin Sect released their spiritual consciousness and moved forward cautiously.
The white mist is heavy and wet, making people feel tight in their chests.