Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

How could the alien soul he discovered for the first time in more than three hundred years of life be destroyed so easily by the other party? !

Seeing that the old warlock was hit as soon as he appeared, he sat there unable to move for some reason. The little girl also had strange movements and ate evil spirits for food, which was very similar to his cultivation method, and her goal was to destroy the alien soul.

A thick fog fell from the top of the cave and hit Lu Qingzi.

"Master!" The real master came out!

Maura screamed excitedly, snarled as a hungry tiger pounced on food, threw away the puppet's body, and began to devour the thick fog in the form of a ball of thoughts, all because the strong aura emitted by the thick fog made it know that this was the old ghost.

This old ghost has lived in vain for hundreds of years, but he has always shrunk and refused to show his face easily, making it difficult to find him.

Without Maura's reminder, Sang Yue knew that this was the old ghost's true form, because the image of the crystal ball had just returned to the cave from a painting. The cave is the old ghost's underground granary. He, the real master, hides in a painting hanging on the wall of a bedroom to practice.

The old ghost underestimated the enemy. Previously, his clones used three successful powers to deal with the little girl, but she swallowed a lot of them in one gulp.

Now his skill level is only over 70%. He not only wants to kidnap Lu Qingzi, but also has to deal with the excited Mora and the forbidden spirit technique of the crystal ball at the same time. However, Lu Qingzi and the six children were covered by Sang Yue's barrier, and he could not attack them in a short time.

Simply use all your strength to deal with Mora's invisible consciousness.

"Eat him hard!" Sang Yue's off-key voice sounded again, "Don't let him escape."

Losing is not losing, her words are like a siren at this moment, with a deterrent effect.

"Uh huh!" He can't run away!

On the contrary, to Maura, the master's voice was like a war song, inspiring the speed and determination of its devouring. The old ghost was forced to reveal himself, an adult man in his thirties. Even though a powerful enemy was at his side, he still tried his best to deal with it calmly.

On the surface, he was entangled with Maura, but out of the corner of his eye, he always glanced at the barrier covering Lu Qingzi and others. There are helpers in this group of consciousness, but those helpers are hiding and not daring to come out. They either don't bother to show up, or they are too weak.

As long as you find out, that is the weakness of the conscious body.

His cultivation level is not bad and his magic power is strong. Maura, who has lived decades longer than him, can't take a bite. There was an old warlock nearby who was watching eagerly. Sang Yue did not dare to underestimate the enemy. She used the crystal ball to firmly lock the old ghost's range of activities and condensed the spiritual blade.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, several spiritual blades flew like snowflakes and sliced ​​into his body.

"Despicable villain!" The helper had no trace, and the old ghost looked extremely embarrassed as he dodged left and right. He sneered and said, "What kind of hero is a sneak attack? You have the guts to show up and compete with your father and me! I don't know where it came from. The beastly cousin, the rat..."

Yell and curse in front of the formation to provoke the opponent to show up.

Just as he expected, before he finished speaking, a barrier suddenly tightened and tied his limbs tightly, and the floating spiritual blades around him stabbed at him like dense raindrops.

"Liang Zhonghuai!" The old ghost, whose whole body was stinging, shouted violently.

He sacrificed himself as bait to lure out the real enemy.

The old warlock who had been sitting upright to force out the gas suddenly became angry. Three magic talismans were waved out, bang bang! They all hit a glass jar. The glass jar shattered and vaporized, and the weird gas hit me again!

Familiar scenes, familiar tricks.

What he had previously inhaled into his body had been forced out by him, and there was nothing strange in his body. It didn't seem to be anything special. The old warlock tried his best to hold his breath, and while waving the magic talisman again, he formed seals with his hands to blast towards the strange aura that imprisoned the old ghost.

Suddenly, the power of condensing Dantian weakened, and the seal that was about to be formed instantly dispersed. What happened? !

"Why cluck-cluck?"

Well? ! The old warlock was startled by his own voice.

In this stunned moment, the old ghost's skill had been cut in half by the spiritual blade condensed in the crystal ball. "Liang Zhonghuai!" With a scream, the middle-aged man became atomized again, and was rubbed and sucked into Basai's mouth by Mo La. Chewed hard.

The old warlock was so anxious that he had no choice but to take care of himself. His voice...

"Ancestor!" Several figures suddenly appeared in the cave. The messy scene made everyone suddenly change their expressions, and shouted angrily, "Where is the monster——"

"Crack--" Several bolts of lightning flashed around the cave and bombarded them, scaring the so-called sorcerers and mystic masters into running away. The old warlock turned blue with anger when he saw this, but these are the elites recruited by the clan and cannot be ruined like this:

"Hurry up (run), hurry up -"

what happened? ! The old man collapsed and covered his throat, his eyes cracked.

The gas in the cave has not completely dissipated, and everyone inhaled a lot without knowing anything. While dealing with the unprovoked lightning, there were sounds of rattling and rattling from time to time, instantly leading to chaos.

……

In the living room on the first floor of Sang House, the crowd of fans who had been watching had already cleared out.

Lan Qiuchen and Baishuixin retreated to the door, and the driver stood behind Baishuixin. Tu Qingyun and Zhong Hong concentrated in front of everyone, their eyes focused on the girl in front of the coffee table.

At this moment, Sang Yue was sitting upright, her body was constantly burning with electric light, and her short hair was blowing in the wind.

The cold eyes were half-opened, and there was a faint blue light in them, like the electric light on the body flickering from time to time. Lu Qingzi on the sofa was twitching constantly, not only rolling his eyes, but also foaming from the corners of his mouth.

Everyone knew that this was a fight.

But they couldn't get involved. The crystal ball resonated with the strange spiritual power in Sang Yue's body and influenced each other. It was obvious at a glance that no one was allowed to get close. What happens in the crystal ball cannot be seen by outsiders, and they cannot help even if they want to.

At the tense moment, suddenly, Sang Yue spoke without looking back:

"Alan, refreshing medicine."

Maura is a rip-off, she has forgotten that her magic power is no longer what it used to be, and a while ago she had to rely on her to grow vegetables to wake up. Now that I can't swallow anything, and I don't dare to move easily, I can only digest it in a stalemate in the cave.

However, the old warlock named Liang suppressed the effectiveness of the deformation medicine while resisting with all his strength.

The old ghost is not willing to be swallowed up, and is desperately fighting against Mora, trying to get rid of its swallowing. She had lived in seclusion for four years, but had practiced for less than two years, and the magic power she had acquired was not enough to compete with these two powerful enemies for a long time.

She didn't even dare to use magic power to summon potions easily, so she had to find helpers.

Lan Qiuchen was stunned and immediately responded: "Hey, okay!" In a flash, he had already reached the stairs.

Bai Shuixin: "..."

Such fast skills, when did he have the ability like her? There is no hope of cultivating someone like her idol. Her skills are probably not even comparable to those of her cheaper brother, let alone herself.

"Asang, do you want to help?" Taking advantage of her opportunity, Tu Qingyun asked quickly.

The spiritual power bursting out of her body was very strange. He had no chance to experience it in another world for the time being, so he did not dare to instill spiritual power into her easily. Not to mention Zhong Hong, she is a low-level superpower and is helpless in the face of fantasy magic. She is just anxious.

"No need," Sang Yue's face turned pale and she cherished her words like gold, "It's almost over."

While asking and answering questions, Lan Qiuchen took out a can of refreshment from the room and said, "Come on, come on, open your mouth!" He held the glass jar and directly poured it into her mouth, pouring a third of it.

The refreshing potion is a special medicine that can quickly refresh one's mind. One-third of the dosage allows Sang Yue to quickly regain her blood and increase her power sharply.

Maura was swallowing hard when she suddenly felt herself suddenly expanding and filled with magic power. She was so excited that she opened her abyssal mouth again and swallowed...

Sangzhai, the wind and electricity stopped in the living room.

At this time, a spirit body floated out of the crystal ball and returned to the body on the sofa.