The fainting wind blew, and Mr. Xuan's hair stood up and his scalp exploded.

Le Yun watched the Buddha's practice tens of thousands of feet away, calmly took out a piece of silk and wrapped it around Yan's waist, and circled it twice, tied the person tightly.

After tied up the handsome guy, he ran away with him.

When Yan Xing saw the way that Monk Jun brought Mr. Xuan, he was full of anticipation that the little loli would hold him under his armpit and take him away in the same way.

However, reality is cruel.

When the little loli was rolled up with a ribbon and ran away like a rice dumpling, Yan Xing's heart was broken. It was said that the origin of a good dream is the easiest to wake up. His dream had just emerged two bubbles and was knocked out.

Le Yun held a handsome guy in one hand, as calm as if he was carrying a small cabbage, and flew into the bridge of Mingming and flew forward.

"She...she actually floated up!"

Looking closely at the many monks who were cultivating the little girl, she suddenly found that she walked into the Mingqiao, and her feet were not touched by the bridge board, and she actually floated above three feet high from the bridge board.

The life bridge is called the life of living creatures. The lighter the weight of living creatures when crossing the bridge, the heavier the weight of living creatures when crossing the bridge.

Many creatures weigh less than 100 pounds when crossing the bridge, and some creatures even step on the broken bridge board.

The little girl cultivator floated up after she got on the bridge of life. How precious is her life?

The team almost doubted whether there was something wrong with their eyes and whether they had hallucinations.

The little girl cultivator carried one person in her hand and took a step and crossed thousands of feet away.

Suddenly, someone in the team exclaimed: "Look, the cold wind on both sides of the bridge has receded!"

The monks of all races were shocked and looked straight ahead. From the entrance of the bridge, the gloomy wind on both sides of the bridge was like a flowing cloud into the abyss. In front of the little girl cultivator, the ghosts and ghosts who poured into the bridge also left the crossing like a tide.

The scene in front of me also made the sentient beings on the bridge storm take a breath.

The little girl cultivator did nothing and just walked on the bridge of Mingming, which scared the ghost and the evil spirits to escape. How capable should she be?

"Walk!"

After a brief silence, countless shouts suddenly arose, and teams turned into sharp arrows and flew into the bridge of life.

The little girl cultivator can scare away the evil spirit. When will he not leave now?
Chapter completed!