Only floating away from the hurt world was achieved. He covered his injured heart and sent a voice call to his old attacker to seek comfort.
No one was paying attention to him at the scene. Xian Xue directly stared at Lao Xuan Turtle and Fu Qing who were struggling to maintain the formation, while He Buzhou took care of himself with the little black ball.
The arrival of Xianxue made Lao Xuan Turtle and Fu Qing pay some attention to him. Lao Xuan Turtle said, "What's the matter with this little friend coming here?"
In order to maintain the formation, Lao Xuan Turtle spent most of his spiritual energy, and it was difficult to talk to him.
Xianxue didn't answer, but turned sideways and looked up at the black mist that was speeding through the clouds and intertwined with a blue light. He said indifferently: "Open the formation and let him in."
Xianxue was not discussing with them, but giving a notice.
"What crazy talk are you talking about? Let him in? Then everything we do these days becomes a joke?"
Old Xuan Turtle's eyes widened angrily, and he became very angry in an instant.
Xianxue just looked at him quietly with firm eyes, obviously determined.
At this time, Fu Qing spoke.
"Can I ask Senior why we ordered us to stop him at all costs, but now we insist on opening the formation?"
Xian Xue said: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, just do as you are told."
This situation is very similar to He Buzhou's answer when he questioned him.
Fu Qing stared at him for a long time, then glanced at Fu Li and He Buzhou not far away. He pursed his lips and asked, "Should I believe you?"
Xianxue said: "I don't need you to believe it or not. Even if you don't open the formation, it will only be a matter of time before he comes in. Why waste your efforts for the inevitable result?"
Fu Qing's expression became stern when he heard this. He looked at Qinglong, who was gradually losing ground in the clouds, and withdrew the transferred spiritual power with a sullen face.
Old Xuan Turtle looked anxious, "Madam of the Patriarch!"
Fu Qing looked at him coldly: "Listen to him and withdraw the formation."
Old Xuan Turtle bit his back teeth and glared angrily at Xian Xue, but finally listened to Fu Qing's words.
"Thank you very much."
Xianxue's emotionless eyes finally had a hint of smile, but it was fleeting and fleeting.
Without the support of spiritual power, the formation was instantly annihilated into tiny points of light.
Xianxue carried the shattering formation on his back, and the sunlight that penetrated the clouds fell behind him, dizzying his whole body with a holy halo. The beautiful emerald-like pupils were empty and unfocused, and the whole person was so transparent that it seemed like they would disappear in the next second.
He murmured in a low voice, "If you don't want to die, just take everyone out of here."
Fu Qing was startled and had a vague premonition.
"You want to die with him?"
All Fu Qing could think of was self-destruction.
Xianxue shook her head, "Yes, and no."
After that, he didn't answer anymore, but looked sideways at He Buzhou and said, "Remember, keep an eye on it. If Wu Ya discovers it, it won't be able to survive."
Hearing this, He Buzhou immediately pushed the little black ball on his shoulder into his collar, hiding it from the tail of his hair that he forgot to repair in his rush to find Xiao Yi'an.
The little black ball also smelled the danger, slipped into He Buzhou's clothes, and ran to his right arm. He repeated his trick of stretching himself into a long strip and put on the armband.
The black mist, realizing that the formation had been broken, managed to get rid of the entanglement of Qinglong and the other monks, and gathered in the sky above the mansion in an instant.
Fu Qing took Lao Xuan Turtle and Fu Li, who discovered that the weather had changed after making a phone call, to evacuate to the monks in Guoan District 7, not forgetting to take He Buzhou with him, who was a mortal and could not fly in the air.
In front of the entire open space in front of the old house, only Nianxue was left standing with his hands behind his back.
A human figure slowly appeared in the black mist, and the thick black mist surrounded the entire house. If Fu Qing and his people hadn't run fast, they would have been almost sealed inside.
A few little ants running away was nothing to Wu Ya. He only saw that independent young man in the world.
"The body I have been searching for for so many years is actually his. It's really dark under the lamp."
Wu Ya sighed, flying in the air, approaching Xian Xue step by step, "My good raccoon slave has betrayed me again."
Nianxue smiled half-heartedly, "I have never been so loyal to you, so how can I say betrayal?"
Wu Ya's expression darkened at his rebuke. After a while, he chuckled: "You're right. If I hadn't coaxed you into signing a master-servant contract back then, you would have gone to find your short-lived master. .”
Xianxue didn't expect that he would dare to mention his master, so he immediately attacked him without saying a word.
Wu Ya raised the corners of his mouth and looked at him with a look that sounded like pity and teasing.
Zianxue couldn't beat him at all, and they both knew this in their hearts.
While easily avoiding it, he joked: "Do you think you can beat me by taking my body and reincarnating it? After all these years, senior brother is as naive as ever."
Holding the snow in his hand without saying a word, his moves became more and more fierce.
Wu Ya seemed to have found fun, and every word was like a poisonous knife tempered.
"I also have to thank my senior brother for being so kind-hearted and kind-hearted. He saved me from serious injury and brought me back to the mountain gate. He didn't kneel down and beg the master to accept me as his disciple in order to keep me as a weakling."
"If it weren't for the great help of my senior brother, I wouldn't be able to recover from my injuries after absorbing the essence and blood of all the mountain monks."
"By the way, the flesh and soul of the sword cultivator I call Master is the most unpalatable of all. He is too upright and I don't like it. I like those cultivators who are greedy and evil."
"Shut up!"
Xianxue's eyes were red with anger, and he no longer had the coldness and calmness before, only anger and rage remained.
"Yes, that's it. But that's not enough. You have to hate me more."
Wuya sniffed the scent of food in the air, smiling crazily and twisted. He deliberately stimulated Zianxue to lose his mind, so that when he ate Zianxue, it would be more delicious.
Zhan Xue, who was full of killing intent, calmed down in an instant. He withdrew his sharp nails and indifferently tucked up his sleeves that had been messed up during the fight.
He said: "Do you think I took your body and reincarnated it just to kill you?"
"You tried so hard to get your body out of the crack in the abyss, but you accidentally let it fall into the reincarnation path of the ghost world. You searched for it for ten lives, but missed it every time. This time, I intercepted it first. It only proves that even the sky won’t help you.”
"You think that if I drag your body and fall into the cracks of the abyss again, with only a broken soul left, will you be able to fish your body out again, and how long can you survive in this world?"
Wuya's smile froze, his expression gloomy and terrifying.
Outside the circle of black mist, the monks who had allowed the evil spirit to escape moved closer to Fu Qing. When they noticed that there was a mortal present, they unanimously surrounded him in the center, forming a protective circle.
Qinglong landed next to Fu Qing and looked around the black fog circle, "What's going on?"
He was the one who had been fighting with Wu Ya for the longest time, and he could naturally detect the other party's initial absent-mindedness and eagerness.
Fu Qing shook his head, expressing his ignorance.
Fuli stretched his neck out of curiosity: "It's so dark, I can't see what's going on inside."
At this time, a thin voice penetrated everyone's eardrums.
"I know this. The big bad guy said that he was Xianxue's junior brother. He also said that he had eaten everyone in the sect, and said that their master tasted bad. Xianxue was very angry, and then they The fight started."
The one who spoke was the little black ball who couldn't help his curiosity and poked his head at He Buzhou's collar.
It conveyed the information it heard to everyone one by one. Qinglong lowered his head and looked at him, "Can you hear them?"
"Not only can I hear it, I can see it clearly!"
The little black ball expanded a little, as if asking for praise.
He Buzhou stretched out a finger and pressed it down.
It shook its head and popped it up again, complaining aggrievedly: "Don't keep pressing on my head. I'm already small. What if I stop growing in the future?"
He Buzhou: "I will support you when you are not old enough."
I don’t know if the words “nurture you” touched the little black ball’s heart. It blinked its croton eyes and shrank into its collar as if it was shy, refusing to come out.
Fuli looked at He Buzhou, frowned and hissed, "The sound of you raising that little thing sounds familiar, but I probably haven't seen it before. Where did you get such a gadget?" "
This jet-black ball does not look like an ordinary spiritual creature, but rather looks a bit like those new-born little monsters.
He Buzhou glanced at him, arranging the collar that was slightly wrinkled by the black ball with his fingertips, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."
Fuli: "..."
Damn it? Is this what the former Iceberg Boss could say? It was designated that the cat demon taught him bad things!
Fuli was so angry that his teeth itched.
Fu Qing calmly retracted his previous glance at the little black ball and winked at Qinglong, who nodded slightly.
He looked stern and lowered his eyes with unknown meaning.
At this time, the little black ball who was hiding probed the tip of a thin tentacle and said, "I heard good news and bad news. Which one do you want to listen to?"
Fuli answered without hesitation: "First the bad, then the good, so the gap won't be too big."
The tentacle moved, "The bad news is that I heard Xianxue said that he was going to drag the big bad guy's body to the abyss crevice. Based on his tone and expression, it should be the same as sending him to death."
Qinglong, who was slowly leaning toward his wife, suddenly stumbled over his left foot and his right foot. He almost fell to pieces in front of everyone, but Fu Qing was quick to catch his wrist.
He quickly stabilized his body and pretended that nothing happened and said seriously: "Are you sure it's a crack in the abyss?"
The little black ball poked out a handful, and Doudou blinked, "Are you sure? Where is that abyss crack? It looks very powerful."
No one could answer him about the cracks in the abyss.
In the crack of the abyss, the Xuanwei God Lord and the evil spirits from thousands of years ago were trapped inside. Who can know what kind of place is inside?
Back then, God Xuanwei worked hard to open the abyss rift. Could it be that the nine-tailed cat demon also had the ability to open the abyss rift?
Everyone's faces were gloomy, and Fuli asked again: "What's the good news?"
"The good news is that the big bad guy lost his body, and now all he has left is his soul."
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