The green light in Han Yao's flying eyes flashed, and he seemed confused.

After a while, the green light in his eyes began to dissipate, and the flying head continued to glow with blood-red vitality, and finally dimmed completely, turning into an ordinary dead head and falling to the ground.

After Han Yao's flying head also fell to the ground, a green-robed monk wearing a green wood mask slowly appeared.

This monk in blue shirt was obviously the monk who had scolded Xin Ming before. When he killed the master cultivator named "Lao Wu", the monk in blue shirt did not pay much price, but at this time

The aura on his body was obviously a little unstable, and it seemed that it had been severely damaged by the beast tide last night.

"What the hell is that again!"

The monk glanced at the fallen dead head and cursed in a clear voice.

He seemed to have the same lack of experience as Wang Li, and had never heard of the Flying Head Technique of Jie Xian Sect.

His tone at this time also clearly revealed extremely unpleasant emotions. When he walked to Mu Yu and picked up the strange alchemy furnace, he seemed to be a little happy.

However, this joy gradually disappeared after he thoroughly searched Mu Yu's body.

He looked towards the center of the Qibao Ancient Domain and shook his head silently.

"It turns out that what the three people who betrayed the scriptures and left the Taoist Alliance found were clues to the All-Heavens and Ten-Thousand-Beasts Map? But why did the vitality of the All-Heavens and All-Beasts Maps go berserk again? Now it is destined to form a beast tide. I originally came here without telling my father.

By doing this, instead of discovering the three people who had betrayed the Taoist Alliance in time, I was involved in this major incident. Even if I rush back in time to report the matter, my father will definitely not be able to spare me."

He whispered a few words to himself, becoming more and more upset. He couldn't help but stamp his feet again, and then turned around and headed towards the outer direction of the Qibao Ancient Territory.

…

In the sky of White Bone Continent, large groups of monster beasts are constantly flying towards the direction of the Qibao Ancient Territory.

The continuous influx of a large number of monsters and the continuous strangulation made the evil spirit poison seem to be more intense.

Somewhere in the Minggu Gorge, several strange birds howled and flew from the direction of the Qibao Ancient Territory, and then fell to the ground like meteors.

There are horrific wounds on these strange birds, and most of their internal organs have been lost. It is obvious that they encountered more powerful strange beasts in the Qibao Ancient Territory. Although their vitality is strong, they were completely destroyed when they flew here.

Can't support it.

Boom! Boom! Boom!….

Amidst several muffled sounds, the demonic energy in the bodies of these strange birds exploded, bouncing up like rubber balls, and smashed some giant blade-like bones. When their bodies were still, they were completely lifeless.

There were many rustling sounds on the broken bone ground.

Many fist-sized fire-red ants came in like a tide at an alarming speed, covering the bodies of these exotic birds in an instant.

In just a few dozen breaths, these exotic birds had become nothing more than empty skeletons.

But these exotic birds are of a very high grade, and they all have a cyan and white demon crystal intertwined in their bodies.

After these flaming red ants devoured the flesh and blood, they immediately snatched the demon crystals from these exotic birds.

Peng! Peng! Peng...

A series of explosions continued to sound.

These fiery red ants only swallowed a little bit of the power of the demon crystal, but they seemed unable to withstand the expansion of vitality in their bodies. They swelled up one by one in an instant, and exploded violently in the next moment.

But even so, the succeeding ants are still coming one after another.

Amidst the constant explosions, a very small number of these fire-red ants seemed to be able to withstand the power of the demon crystal. Their bodies continued to mutate, and they continued to eat the demon crystal.

In the end, only three of this swarm of fire-red ants survived.

The size of these three ants has not changed, but cyan and white patterns appear on their bodies, like very strange runes.

Three pairs of thin white wings sprouted from their backs.

These three ants, which were originally unable to fly, quickly fluttered their wings and disappeared into the sky above at an astonishing speed.

Shortly after the three ants disappeared, the bone fragments beneath a skeletonized exotic bird suddenly stirred slightly, and a monk, wrapped in a faint spiritual light, slowly rose from the ground.

This monk turned out to be the master cultivator named Ling Qi.

At this moment, he squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the bright sky, as if he was in another world.

He had been severely injured before, and the blood of the god in his body had not disappeared. Although the Ksitigarbha Dahua Technique of Miluo Dojo healed his injuries, he felt that his hope was slim, and it could almost be said that he was certain to die.

But what he didn't expect was that the deadly divine blood light seemed to dissipate in advance, and he actually survived.

"Is it because the two Jiexian Sect monks have also died, so the power of their blood treasures has also dissipated in advance?"

He thought this was the only possibility.

Although he knew nothing about the changes in the outside world when he was healing, he had already sensed that there must be earth-shaking changes in the Qibao Ancient Domain at this time. However, for a master like him who only knows how to execute orders and never thinks too much,

He said that at this time, he didn't care at all about what kind of earth-shattering changes had occurred. He just wanted to know whether Xin Ming was still alive and whether he had completed his mission.

"Xin Ming." He inspired the sound transmission conch.

There was no sound from the other end of the sound transmission conch.

Ling Qi was silent for a moment, "If you are really dead, I will help you collect your body."

After a breath, Xin Ming's voice sounded, "It feels so uncomfortable...Ling Qi..."

"I promise you will feel even more uncomfortable in the future." Ling Qi said calmly.

"Can't you just let me die?" Xin Ming's voice sounded with a wry smile: "Don't you know how to comfort me? Your honest telling makes me want to die."

"Are you willing?" Ling Qi asked calmly.

Xin Ming was silent for a moment. He knew that his thoughts could never be hidden from Ling Qi. "I'm afraid it will harm you. There are too many monsters in the Qibao Ancient Domain now. You are just lucky to be alive. Your injuries have not healed. If you come in again,

You may not be able to see me alive."

Listening to his words, Ling Qi knew that he was also seriously injured and it was impossible to escape with his own strength.

"I only understand one thing. If you were outside and I was inside, you would definitely go in." Ling Qi smiled rarely, "So you stay alive and wait for me."

"Fart, if it were me, I might turn around and leave now."

Xin Ming said this helplessly, but in an instant he couldn't help laughing, "Haha..." But his laughter seemed to have affected some injury, and the voice of his depression immediately sounded in the sound transmission conch.

of screams.

"Wait for me." Ling Qi suppressed his smile and headed towards the exit of Minggu Gorge and towards the Qibao Ancient Territory.

He didn't even ask Xin Ming's specific location. Between him and Xin Ming, there was always a way to find the other party.

…

Fujimiya was still floating quietly, but Jiang Xueli's brows suddenly frowned deeply.

At this time, even He Lingxiu didn't feel any special Qi movement, but she had already sensed the clear Qi guidance coming from the void.

In this way, it can be regarded as a real escape.

You should feel happy and fortunate.

But she really couldn't bear to see these people in front of her.

Wang Li and these monks from the Eastern Edge Continent really broke her inherent thinking.

"Brother, you don't have to say anything later, I will make arrangements." She said to Wang Li, who was still deep in thought.

"ah?"

Wang Li suddenly woke up, "Have people from the Black Sky Holy Land come to pick you up?"

"yes!"

Jiang Xueli nodded, and said sincerely with natural pride: "It's a pity that our reunion was too short, but brother, you are as bright as the sun and the moon. I believe that even if we don't meet again soon due to the beast tide, not long after,

I’m afraid you are also destined to become famous, and it won’t be long before we meet again.”

Wang Li frowned and said, "Jiang Lianhei, you mean no matter how hard I try to hide, I can't hide, and the tree will soon attract the wind? Why are you so pale and unable to speak, we are about to be separated, and you still want to say this?"

Can you curse me later?"

In He Lingxiu's view, Wang Li was naturally a genius at dialogue, but in Jiang Xueli's view, this was not the case. She laughed and said: "Brother, you are so funny. I can already imagine how those Taoist saints from the Thirteen Continents in the Central Region will be with you."

It was a scene of admiration before them."

He Lingxiu rolled her eyes wildly.

"Whatever clothes you want to discount, it's better to discount them in cash." Wang Li was not satisfied with Jiang Xueli's words.

"Fellow Daoist He." Jiang Xueli looked at He Lingxiu and said softly: "Listen to my advice, you should catch the rare person in front of you as soon as possible, otherwise the fat will flow to outsiders."

He Lingxiu was stunned, and her scalp immediately went numb.

Before this, she had little agreement with Wang Li, but at this time, she felt that Wang Li was sometimes very wise, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, your brother is right, you should stop talking sometimes and go back quickly.

Well, there are very important things waiting for you in the Krishna Holy Land."

"You are just too young and too shy." Jiang Xueli smiled.

He Lingxiu was almost furious, but she finally stopped talking and looked somewhere ahead with a solemn expression.

There are no special spiritual energy fluctuations in the void, but there is a circle of black meaning that is constantly rippling.

Jiang Xueli stretched out her hand a little, and a bit of crystal light turned into a miniature Taoist palace.
To be continued...