Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Chapter 470: Mission accomplished, the disaster snake is dead

The dust floated slightly, and a figure in a black robe landed beside him, saying in a cold voice: "You run pretty fast."

Suddenly, Ye Jun frowned: "Soul-destroying land?"

He even forgot that Fuzhu had picked the ear ash and thrown him away. He stared at her with a strange expression: "The Soul-Destroying Land is ahead. What are you doing here?"

Fuzhu smiled slightly and said, "Kill the snake."

Ye Jun looked deep into the dark mist and couldn't help asking, "What snake?"

The Soul-Destroying Land was mysterious and filled with gloomy atmosphere, and even he had never set foot there.

"I wonder if Lord Ye Jun has ever heard of the disaster snake?"

Fu Zhu held the Jingping Immortal Sword in her hand and swung it forward. The vast sword wind swept away the thick fog. She stepped on the sword light and disappeared on the spot.

Ye Jun pondered for a moment, then followed with his gun.

Of course he had heard of the disaster snake. Wherever the disaster snake went, it would bring disaster, hence the name, but how could the disaster snake appear in the small divine world?
Wasn't it killed long ago?

If the creature in the Soul-Destroying Land is really a disaster snake, it will not be so easy to deal with.

She can't die.

If she died, how could he leave the small divine world?
Nosy sword cultivators are really troublesome.

Ye Jun muttered inwardly, and followed the remaining sword energy in the air to look for the talisman bead.

The deeper you go, the more chills you feel throughout your body.

There were a few strands of spiritual power wrapped around the tip of Ye Jun's gun. Wherever he pointed, that place would be illuminated. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and there was actually white frost on the ground.

There are no changing seasons in the small divine world.

The soil on the ground was all dry gray sand, so frost was obviously an abnormal phenomenon.

I don’t know how long I flew, the cold and evil air became heavier and heavier. Ye Jun hesitated for a while, but still gritted his teeth and rushed into the evil air.

But he took out a Fiery Sun Pearl to prevent the evil spirit from invading his body again. Soon, the surface of this flame-like pearl was covered with a layer of dark color.

"At worst, I'll just get hit by another Lead Sword attack."

With his mind made up, Ye Jun continued to move forward without hesitation.

The sword light in front was dim, and the sound of fighting was sometimes louder and sometimes weaker. Suddenly, the scene in front of Ye Jun became bright.

Thousands of flying swords were aimed at a thick piece of "green wood". The green snake tail swung around, like a vine, rising up angrily.

The wind was howling in his ears, and Ye Jun was extremely shocked.

"Is this the legendary disaster snake?"

Fu Zhu heard the voice and turned to look: "Why are you here?"

Ye Jun didn't say anything, but thrust out with his spear. The disaster snake only had half of its body left, but it was still extremely powerful. It swept its tail and pressed down the dragon bone spear heavily.

The gun body was almost deformed. Ye Jun's expression condensed and he poured spiritual power into it. A silver dragon let out a long roar and began to strangle the disaster snake!
Fu Zhu summoned three flying swords at the same time, Frost Snow Sword, Pure Bottle Sword, and Five Suns Sword. Ye Jun's eyes narrowed slightly.

She actually has three such good swords?

Ye Jun was not a sword practitioner, and immortal swords rarely appeared in the world, so he did not recognize them. He just couldn't help but sigh that the First Sword Sect's foundation was indeed profound.

The sword intent of Xi Qianhua was slashed out at the same time, and the disaster snake resisted violently, it felt threatened.

The silver dragon soul approached and broke apart, but it still tightly wrapped around half of the disaster snake's body. At this time, the sword intent was like a blade of light, slashing towards it!
boom!
The disaster snake turned into foul air and drifted between heaven and earth.

Fu Zhu looked up at the sky, formed a seal, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

She raised her sleeve and wiped the sweat from her forehead. The spiritual energy in her body seemed empty.

The spiritual power of a cultivator in the Void Refinement Realm is already very vast, and if he feels like it is being drained, it means that his spiritual power is really being consumed too much.

This was the first time that Fu Zhu felt a lack of spiritual power after entering the realm of refining emptiness.

After leaving the soul-destroying place, she sat cross-legged on the ground and refined the spirit stone.

Ye Jun had given Fu Zhu a pill to restore her spiritual power, but she didn't quite believe that it could still be eaten after being in the small divine world for so long. When Fu Zhu's spiritual power was restored to about 30%, she stopped. During this time, Ye Jun had been protecting her and not letting the monsters around her disturb her.

"Can we leave now?"

Ye Jun stared at Fuzhu very closely, fearing that the previous incident would happen again - she would push him away.

But Fu Zhu really didn't have this idea at that time.

She just wanted to get the ear tochigo and escape, and avoid getting entangled with the monster.

Everyone can run away, so there shouldn't be any need for her to specifically notify them, right?

Fuzhu nodded: "Let's go now."

After all, this is not a good place and there is no point in staying any longer.

Ye Jun asked: "How do we leave?"

In this world, only Mahayana cultivators can go everywhere, so Old Man Turtle can go in and out of the Lesser God Realm. Even if he has reached the Void Refining Realm, he cannot leave.

Unless the Little God Mountain will open the gate for him.

Fuzhu turned his wrist and two talismans were attached to his palm, one was a door-opening talisman and the other was a teleportation talisman.

Only after the door-opening talisman is used first and the gate to the small divine realm is opened, will the teleportation talisman take effect.

Ye Jun stared at the two talismans in Fu Zhu's hand, suppressing the urge to snatch them.

I am now in a low state and am no match for her. The talisman is in her hands and it is not so easy to snatch it away.

As long as she can get herself out, it doesn't matter what happens.

Ye Jun calmed down his excitement.

Fuzhu handed over the sacred tree bark that had previously sealed the Wuxi Sword, "You will hold it later, and the teleportation talisman will take effect, and you can leave."

Ye Jun's hands were shaking a little. He looked at the talisman bead and used his spiritual power to activate the door-opening talisman. He silently recited a spell, and suddenly, an invisible law took effect.

Fuzhu held the teleportation talisman, and the talisman's light poured out from his palm. The next moment, the light became stronger and stronger, and the figures of the two were shrouded in the light and disappeared in the dark little divine world.

call--

The cool breeze blew past my ears, and Ye Jun felt as if he was in another world.

"Miss Fuzhu, you're back."

"Fuzhu! Why didn't you tell me that you were going to the Lesser God Realm?"

"What does the small divine world look like?"

"You are so amazing. You are the first person to come back from the Little God Realm!"

"Is the plague snake dead?"

"Miss Fuzhu, have you found the place where souls are destroyed?"

Countless voices intertwined and sounded, and Ye Jun finally confirmed that he had really left the Small God Realm.

He laughed wildly, ignoring everyone's gazes, and flew away, his voice echoing over the entire village.

Break free from the cage, roam freely in the world, free as the wind.

"Who was that gentleman just now?" Lu Wenci asked, looking at the vast night.

"He is just a prisoner who has regained his freedom." Fu Zhu briefly mentioned Ye Jun's matter, curved his eyebrows, and said, "Fortunately, he has fulfilled his mission. The disaster snake is dead."

Everyone present was stunned at first, and after asking repeatedly several times, they finally showed a look of joy.

"Uncle Lu, how long have I been in the small divine realm?" Fu Zhu asked.

Before Lu Wenci could speak, Sizhi could not wait to point at the thin incense stick and said, "It hasn't even been half an incense stick yet."

Fu Zhu followed Sizhi's line of sight and saw that the incense was the same one she lit when she went to the Small God Realm.

I wanted to ask for leave, but I felt embarrassed, so I wrote a chapter anyway.