The fairy cultivator is doted on by the six-year-old cubs

The shocking evil made everyone's hearts heavy. The group didn't bother to take care of the spirit stone mine any more. They settled the rescued people and rushed to the southwest to support them.

The young master of the Feng family who was left alone refused to leave, and insisted on staying in the mine vein.

The black figure frowned and looked at the few who were laughing wildly until they almost lost their human shapes, then turned around and quietly went to the storeroom containing the spirit stones, and waved away the things they didn't like at first.

Anyway, it’s all shiny, so it’s better to take it back and coax those little puppets to play with. They’re even willing to dance a dance for you with a low-grade spirit stone. You can also coax your own little girl. A few candies can make you happy for a long time...

The master and apprentice Bai Zhizhi also headed towards the southwest, where the larvae should be raised, it was very dangerous, one more person would give more strength.

All the way without a word, a group of great monks quickly rushed to the southwest cave, and Bai Zhizhi saw the blood mist from afar, dozens of big demons wrapped in aura were fighting hard against hundreds of Mahayana monks who were not very aura .

Seeing that the opponent released a large number of larvae to interfere with the actions of the big monsters.Bai Zhizhi repeated his old tricks, and also released a large number of spirit-eating insects.

Unexpectedly, the adults of the spirit-eating insects were naturally suppressed in front of the larvae, and the originally anxious battle soon fell to one side.

Seeing that the momentum was not good, those stiff Mahayana monks swelled up one by one, and they were about to explode themselves!

Mo Qianjun was shocked. Although these monks' moves were not very good, the power of self-explosion was definitely not small. Mo Daxiu directly fished his apprentice and a group of small miners around him into the space.

Knowing that going out would not change the situation, Bai Zhizhi simply sat down cross-legged, took out a few jars of spirit wine and threw them to everyone.

"We don't have anything to do in the future, so let's just get drunk... wake up and think it's all a dream!"

"So drunk!"

"it is good!"

"If there is something sad, let's get rid of it tomorrow, and get drunk today!"

Bai Zhizhi looked at the crowd and smiled slightly. Tomorrow...I'm afraid she won't be hurt. This wine is her new brew, Floating Clouds Drunk...

Floating cloud drunk, after drinking it can make the most painful memory in my heart gradually pale, and I will never forget it, but the heart-wrenching feeling can gradually fade away.

A gentle young man who knows what to buy, turned the wine jar upside down, poured a full glass for each of the female cultivators, and said with a gentle smile: "Floating clouds are drunk... good stuff!"

"Floating clouds drunk?"

"It turned out to be Floating Cloud Drunk?"

"A sacred object that is hard to find to remove heart demons?"

Bai Zhizhi smiled lightly and said: "It's just a glass of light wine, we won't go home if we don't get drunk today!"

"Ugh-"

"Don't get drunk, don't go home!"

A burst of soft sobbing came from the little nuns, one infected the other, and soon weaved into a wail.

Originally, after today, they don't know how to face life. Even if their spiritual roots are healed well, the inner demons have already grown in their hearts. Some wounds cannot be diluted by time, but this floating cloud drunk can...

Bai Zhizhi didn't feel comforted either, she poured herself a glass of juice from the glass cup, and took a sip.

She was a little worried about the situation outside. Although those Mahayana monks were not good at fighting, they were not weak at all when they blew themselves up. She was very worried about Master, and Luo Sun and the others didn't come back.

The wine glass in his hand was rattling by Bai Zhizhi's caress. Fortunately, within two quarters of an hour, Mo Qianjun let her out again.

It's very dramatic. Those Mahayana monks who blew themselves up were gnawed so badly by the spirit devouring insects because of their ancient aura, they couldn't blew themselves up at all...

After those spirit-eating insects gnawed at the Mahayana monks, without Bai Zhizhi's control, they began to become agitated.

Bai Zhizhi hurriedly put away those spirit-eating insects, and followed the teachers and ancestors into the burrow.

The scene in the crypt can no longer be described as a hell on earth. Rows of cages are filled with deformed sea beasts.

The people inside had already disappeared without a trace. There were a lot of inner alchemy and spirit stones scattered on the ground. The door of the storehouse was wide open. There were many belongings that could be taken away with a wave of hands in the storehouse, and there was no time to take them in the future.

"Chasing! They fled in a hurry and deliberately left these belongings to confuse us. They must not run far!"

Bai Zhizhi released a group of spirit-eating worms, and sure enough, those worms rushed towards one direction, broke through the wall, and a dark secret passageway appeared in front of people, and there was still a messy smell of blood inside.

"Chase!"

A group of great monks chased towards the secret path, but the black shadow of Bai Zhizhi stepped out and pointed in another direction.

Bai Zhizhi hurriedly called Master and Uncle to stop, broke down the wall, and another narrow passage appeared in front of him.

"Master, there are people inside!"

"I'm afraid this is the real escape route!" Mo Qianjun hurriedly sent a message to the chasing monks.

A group of soldiers divided into two groups and chased out cautiously. Bai Zhizhi was forced into the space by the master because of her lack of cultivation.

But Mo Qianjun kept her eyes on her this time. The teacher's ancestors were of various levels, and soon a group of strange monks in strange clothes were caught up by the crowd. At the same time, a group of handymen with a lot of property The monks were caught by them.

The monks on Bai Zhizhi's side are obviously much more dangerous. Shaking their hands is a piece of larvae, and pieces of flames are rising. Bai Zhizhi also hurried out to release those adults who have been eating well recently and their bodies have become shiny.

No matter how many larvae there are, they are no match for a large number of adults. These spirit-eating insects seem to have no sense of mind, and they are merciless in attacking the young of the same kind, and soon the corpses of the insects fell to the ground.

The moves of these strangely dressed monks did not feel stiff. The leading middle-aged monk with a half-ghost face saw the insect flute in Bai Zhizhi's hand, and his expression froze: "Cultivator insects! Kill her quickly! Kill her!" her!"

With one command, dozens of cold lights came towards Bai Zhizhi with ferocious killing intent, but how could Mo Daxiu hurt his precious apprentice?
The dazzling sword light streamed with streaks of silver rainbows, and the pure white sword body danced vertically and horizontally, and several figures were separated from each other.

Mo Jiuling and Gu Wuqi's attacks were equally fierce.

The crowd on the opposite side was in a mess, howling and shouting, and the ghost-faced monk shouted hoarsely to suppress the rioting crowd.But who can listen to him when it's about life?Everyone only hated their parents for not giving them two extra legs.

Mo Qianjun suddenly turned around, and the mask of the ghost-faced monk broke with a click.

The man covered his face and wanted to escape.

"Hey! Isn't this fellow Daoist Li? Don't come here without any problems!"

Bai Zhizhi was surprised to find that the man was the monk surnamed Li who had followed Wen Daozhen in Lishui City to fight for his disciples. His voice had changed, but his appearance under the mask hadn't changed at all.

With a low growl in Li Gongting's throat, he drew out his natal weapon - an emerald green longbow.

Li Gongting stared at a pair of bull's eyes, bit his cheek, swung his bow and shot, and three sharp sword lights suddenly struck at Bai Zhizhi.

"Xiaodu, go to hell!"