“Wow…”

Seeing the fat fish go away in an instant and disappear; the elder who was chasing behind for a while was so angry that he roared angrily, but he was helpless.

It’s not that I don’t want to chase, but my strength doesn’t allow it!

Of course, he is no wonder. He is a top semi-saint and a top second-level existence in the spiritual world. There are only about a dozen people who can be better than him.

This kind of strength can already be a lateral move.

But I encountered the bloodline of a divine beast like Qiuqiu, and it was still of the speed type, so I was really lucky.

The Qiuqiu flew thousands of miles at this moment.

I found a small island and after confirming it for four weeks, I opened my mouth and spit out the Jiugong Bagua card that was split in half.

The great elder's long-standing rage attack was quite powerful. As a true saint, the peak semi-saint, although this risky attack damaged 800, the power of killing 3,000 enemies was absolutely scary.

Not only did he smash the Nine Palace Bagua Cards that Impress Xiaonan protected, but he also directly injured Xiaonan.

This is the first time Fun Xiaonan is seriously injured. After all, he is facing a peak semi-saint who attacks by sneak attacks, and even uses the method of eight hundred for three thousand.

I was almost killed on the spot, but fortunately Qiuqiu found something wrong and took him away.

Xiaonan was vomited out in a dizzy state. After a light flash of Lingxi on his chest, he finally woke up completely.

Looking around, I looked around and licked my face intimately, licking myself

I felt my almost unconscious chest and the Qihai Dantian with chaotic energy and the cracks. Not only was I shocked, I smiled bitterly again.

Is this the strength of the peak semi-saint?

I am still too careless and have always relied on spiritual communication, so I am not alert enough.

At this moment, I met an existence whose strength was much stronger than me. When the other party used any means, he was indeed seriously injured.

If this weren't Qiuqiu, I'm afraid it would be really dangerous today.

He reached out and touched Qiuqiu's head with difficulty, and flicked Xiaonan's hand gently. The jade bottle that had not been heated in his finger ring was exposed in his hand.

He opened the bottle plug, walked to the mouth of the bottle, and sucked it gently, and a trace of light green liquid was sucked into his mouth.

Then he quickly stuffed the bottle back.

I felt a feeling that seemed cool and warm, and it was spreading rapidly throughout my body. The meridians and the seven sea dantian, which were already full of cracks, began to recover quickly under the influence of this breath.

Within just a few breaths, the meridians and dantians in the body have been completely repaired, and they are even more tense than before.

"call!"

Fun Xiaonan let out a long sigh and looked at the jade bottle in his hand with some distress. The Hanling Wooden Milk that he had finally obtained was consumed by him this time.

I looked at the Nine Palace Bagua Card next to me that was split in half.

When I remembered it, I gritted my teeth at the old guy. If it weren't for the sneak attack, how could I end up in this scene? How could I consume the hard-won Hanling Wooden Milk like this?

However, this time I thought again that my own Qiuqiu swallowed the opponent's real magic weapon, and he also seriously injured the opponent's magic weapon with one blow.

In this way, that old guy was even more at a disadvantage.

Thinking of this, Fun Xiaonan's heart was slightly balanced.

I originally wanted to find this place, but I thought that no matter what, the other party was the true saint's direct descendant and the peak semi-saint, so I seemed to be able to talk about this kind of hatred first.

After a little calculation, my harvest seemed to be quite good.

Several colorful jade lotus roots, spiritual medicine and spiritual materials of a very high grade; half a drop of Han Ling wood milk; and balls, and even barely a magic weapon.

Why is the gains so high? I am afraid that even if the true saint comes, it is unlikely that he will gain more than his own.

So, Fun Xiaonan nodded with satisfaction.

Of course, it's not enough to be dissatisfied.

The archipelago covered with thick fog is numerous, with countless spiritual materials and treasures inside. This is a witness to Xiaonan.

Although there is only one thing that can make him admire each island, he is a semi-saint, and the three he obtained are one that is more awesome than the other.

When you reach the level of Hanling Wooden Milk, even the True Saint will be moved; let alone Qiuqiu, the blood descendants of the divine beasts that were hatched.

This was just going to three islands, one island was better than the other. If I went to two more, Xiaonan didn’t know what he could find.

But when I think of the sound that looked like a god, Xiao Nan's body trembled slightly involuntarily.

This is the most shocking voice he has ever heard in his life.

As a semi-saint-level existence that has been tempered by various minds, he can no longer imagine what the other person is like.

Although he has not really fought with the True Saint-level existence until now, the True Saint he has contacted is just a mermaid.

But in his heart, I was afraid that if this person was a true saint, he would at least be a top-level existence among the true saints, and he was definitely not comparable to the level of a mermaid.

But why have you never heard of two true saints in Yunmengze before?

Fun Xiaonan was confused, but he dared not deny that there were two true saints in Yunmengze. In such a mysterious and vast area, it would not be impossible if there was a true saint who practiced again.

No matter what, the other party lets him take out three treasures, and there are treasures that even the true saints will be moved by. Not to mention the other party's heart, at least such treasures should not be top-notch in the eyes of the other party, otherwise how could he easily take them away?

It was not until the fourth time that I drove myself out of the formation?

If such an existence was not favored by me at that time, I was afraid that even if I had a spiritual understanding, I would not be able to escape...

Not daring to think too much, Fun Xiaonan took a deep breath, looked at it and regained his confusion again. Qiuqiu was half asleep and half awake next to him, and he didn't want to stay for more. He had more important things to do.

He looked at the direction of the islands with some nostalgia, and a trace of heat and fear flashed in his eyes. He put away the nine palaces and Bagua cards that were split in half, turned around and flew out of Yunmengze.

At this moment, thousands of miles away, in a cave, a beautiful figure was sitting cross-legged in the depths of the cave.

This beautiful figure was trembling from time to time, as if he was enduring or fighting against some pain. With the help of a faint light of fire, it can be seen that a faint black air was covering the pretty face.

And that beautiful face is sometimes calm and beautiful, sometimes hideous and terrifying, sometimes charming and seductive. From time to time, this changes adds a little bit of weirdness to the cave.
Chapter completed!