’, one huā, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi, mustard seed, Sumeru. That monster, the little monk...

The Thousand Worlds are not bad, is it? Hahaha” Misha laughed loudly.[]

"Thief Monk! Even if the zombie master turns into a ghost, he won't let you do it."

Zhang Yang shouted, waved his wings hard, and his body turned into a yellow light, flying forward quickly.

The trees at the foot of the mountains and forests quickly retreated, and with each flapping of the wings, they could fly for more than ten miles away.

However, when looking up, the monk's head was always in the same position, as if it had never changed.

"Hahaha, the monk said, this little world is the little world of the monk. The universe in his sleeve is so wonderful, how can you see through your little purple zombie? You leave it for the monk!" Misha laughed and stretched out his hand.

Zhang Yang only felt that the sky was dark and when he looked up, he saw a huge palm covering the sky and falling from the sky.

No matter how fast Zhang Yang speeds to the extreme, he cannot escape the range of this big hand.

Ah, Zhang Yang screamed in pain, and was suddenly pinched in the hands of Misha. With huge pressure, Zhang Yang's body was instantly shackled and could no longer move.

"Hahaha, follow the monk!"

Misha laughed loudly and walked back with Zhang Yang in his hand.

By the time Luo Fei arrived, the surroundings had long returned to peace.

Misha took action and saw the universe in his sleeves, which made Zhang Yang not even have time to fight back. Therefore, there was no trace of damage to the surrounding environment, with beautiful mountains and rivers, and a bright world.

However, the monster was gone.

Inexplicably, Luo Fei felt a sense of loss in her heart.

Is that all? The monster I was determined to kill was taken away by Master Misha, and the ending would be a lot of good luck.

Is it time to be happy in my heart?

But, no! Why is it so disappointed and depressed in my heart?

Is it because of the loss of those treasures?

The Tianmen Order, the Golden Wings, and the Spirit of Yinquan are all enough to make the behemoths of the Sword Spirit Sect and the Tianyu Sect excited.

However, Luo Fei knew very well that although these treasures were kidnapped by the Great Monk Misha, they would eventually return to the hands of the Sword Spirit Sect and the Tianyu Sect.

Because Luo Fei failed to finally catch the monster in this operation, he might suffer some losses when dividing the treasures, but these are no longer what Luo Fei can care about.

She tried her best.

A voice kept ringing in Luo Fei's heart.

"As you said, they took the initiative to provoke the demons and defended the devil: I killed them out of self-protection, but they became bloodthirsty? Gaga! You must be a bitch, and also set up a archway! You so-called famous and upright sects really make me feel disgusted from the bottom of my heart!" The hoarse voice was a little desolate, constantly reminiscing in Luo Fei's heart, impacting her outlook on life that had formed over the past decades.

"No! Go away! Go away!" Luo Fei hugged her head with both hands and said in an extremely painful expression.

With the loss of the mind, the powerful energy of the Liuye Creation Green Lotus began to destroy Luo Fei's body wantonly: making her already seriously injured ** worse.

Nose!bang!bang!bang!

A series of slight explosions broke out in Luo Fei's body.

With this slight explosion, the six-leaf Creation Green Lotus instantly contracted and turned back into the three-leaf Creation Green Lotus: Immediately afterwards, the three-leaf Creation Green Lotus continued to shrink and instantly retracted into Luo Fei's body, disappearing.

Bang!

Luo Fei's body was like flying petals, floating and falling on the ground.

The teeth were clenched, the pretty face was slightly white, and the breath was as weak as if it was inaudible.

"Ah!" With a sigh, a figure appeared beside him, with a green robe, a white beard and kind-eyed eyebrows. Not Wuya's old Taoist, but who is it?

"You must be saved, otherwise, the face of fellow Taoist Ouyang Manxi must not look good." As he said that, he stretched out his hand and a green light rolled up Luo Fei, turned into flowing light, and headed towards Xiaoxiao in the distance.

Luofu Cave Heaven, a fairyland on earth.

Two figures slowly emerged one after another.

While Wuya's old Taoist landed, a beautiful figure fell behind him.

Wuya's old Taoist reached out and took out a yellow fat-like pill and put it into Luo Fei's mouth.

When this pill was taken out, a fragrant aroma came to my face and melted in my mouth, which looked very magical.

However, the effect was not obvious. Luo Fei was still closed with her teeth, her face was sallow, her breathing was extremely weak, and her vitality was about to be eliminated.

The old Taoist Wuya immediately frowned.

"Hahaha, fellow Taoist Wuya is kind!" Misha seemed to be in a very good mood next to him.

Wuya sighed.

"This Luo Fei is Ouyang Manxi's beloved disciple. If she dies in front of us and I sit back and ignore her, she will always be unfair. However, now I have tried my best and use this Hun Pill, and no one can say anything anymore. However, this little woman's vitality is cut off, and Ran's body is ravaged by the violent force and destroyed... I can't save it, I can't save it!"

Wuya Old Taoist sighed and shook his head.

Zhang Yang was held in the hands of the great monk Misha, but his mind was clear. At this time, he heard that the bitch might also fall, so he naturally didn't care about mercy on the fragrance and jade: he was just a brain teaser. He was looking for a way to escape, but he couldn't think of it. In the hands of these two old Nascent Soul monsters, especially the great monk Misha who was good at shrinking the ground, he had no chance at all.

"Little boy, after driving the clouds for thousands of miles, quickly send this female cultivator to the North Peak of the Sword Spirit Sect. You must hand it to Ouyang Manxi in person. Speed! Speed!" Wuya's old Taoist greeted the little boy.

"Yes, Master!"

The little boy agreed.

Soon, he came out of the cave, with a smile on his face, and with a wave of his hand, a purple glow bloomed, which was very beautiful.

"Master, the disciple is here."

The little boy sang a promise, and the purple rays of light rolled up Luo Fei: Wuya's old Taoist stretched out his hand, and the two disappeared in place.

The next moment, the little boy and Luo Fei who was in a daze had appeared among the green mountains and clear waters.

Luo Fei was still awake, her white face was still so beautiful that she was thrilling and inviolable.

"Hehe! It's a pity for such a beautiful girl!" The boy smiled and tsk his tongue. However, he did not dare to have a sense of blasphemy.

Ouyang Manxi's reputation even the old Taoist Wuya felt a little afraid, let alone this little boy.

The purple rays rolled up, and the little boy and the faint Luo Fei were all wrapped in it, turning into purple rays and heading towards the distance.

"Hahaha, fellow Taoist Wuya, you can be a good person. A great man is even more powerful than a dan, but it is just ruined by a dead man." The great monk Misha laughed.

"Haha, I also feed the dead pills to the dead, but it is not for the dead, but for the living. Ouyang Manxi, the sword spirit sect, is not interested in making trouble with her. If she is implicated by the death of her beloved disciple, I can't bear it! I'm afraid that I will be fucked by her in Luofu Cave Heaven." Wuya waved his hand with a wry smile, looking helpless.

"Hahaha, one more zhang pill, change it to purity. It's good, or it's good! But fellow Taoist Wuya should also do a favor to the monk! Otherwise, don't Ouyang Manxi come to you, Luofu Cave Heaven to fight, I'll fight here now!" The great monk Misha always laughed before he could speak.

"Oh? I wonder if the Master is so cultivating, what else can I do not do well? I have to ask the old Taoist to take action?" Wuya did not dare to agree casually.

After all, it is impossible to stump Master Misha to such a master without asking about it.

"Hahaha, Wuya Dao should help Ouyang Manxi come! The great monk is going to push you for something. Don't worry, the great monk has absolutely no rude requests, he just wants to borrow your three-flavor alchemy furnace for use." The great monk Misha looked at the old Taoist Wuya with a smile.

"Oh? Sanwei Dan Furnace? Could it be that the master wants to refine the bone wings of the golden-winged bird?" Wuya Lao Daoqi asked.

"Hahaha, I want to refine the bone wings, but, more importantly, the monk wants to refine the purple stagnant.

"The monk Misha smiled.

"Refining that purple zombie? What the master means is the essence and blood of the golden-winged bird?" Wuya's old Taoist also lit up.

"Hahaha, there is nothing to hide from fellow Taoist Wuya. Master, I can be sure that this purple zombie not only has the bone wings of the Great Pluto Golden-winged Bird, but more importantly, it has merged the essence and blood of the Great Pluto Golden-winged Bird. Although it is only a trace of essence and blood, it is already very precious. The Great Pluto Golden-winged Bird is an ancient demon bird that is almost impossible for even the Buddha to do anything to him. How powerful is this? Unfortunately, he is just a small purple zombie. Even if he advances to the Black zombie, he may not be able to do anything to us." The Great Monk Misha continued with a smile on his face: "The Great Monk has always been studying the rings and Sumi".

Such spatial laws such as shrinking the ground into a ruler are pursued by extreme speed. The golden-winged bird of the Great Pluto is the most good at wind. The real golden-winged bird of the Great Pluto, who sways up with a wave of wings, has reached its limit for tens of miles in one step. What a joke it is compared with the golden-winged bird of the Great Pluto? The monk feels that only by integrating the essence and blood of the Great Pluto can he further advance." "Hahaha, at the promotion level, let the monk meet this monster and get the essence and blood of the Great Pluto. The great fortune of this monk is hopeful that fellow Taoist Wuya can achieve it."

The monk Misha smiled smugly and talked freely.

Wuya Lou Dao's eyes lit up when he heard this: "In this way, this is indeed the great fortune of the master. Those who can achieve great fortune, in addition to the supply of talents and various spiritual medicines and other resources, luck is the most important. Only those with great fortune can finally achieve great fortune. Since the master has such luck, there is naturally no reason for the old Taoist to fail." "Hahaha" Wuya laughed when he heard this. "When the monk refines this purple zombie and obtains the essence and blood of the Great Purple Golden Winged Bird, after advancing, he will definitely not forget the great kindness of fellow Taoist Wuya."!
Chapter completed!