When Ling Yunzi was busy organizing some of the people of the realm to transfer to Qi Gongzi's ark, at the back of the boundary mountain, his only female apprentice, the little girl with a double bun, had already touched his aunt's territory.

My aunt and grandmother have been operating in Jieshan for thousands of years, and they have made the mountains and rivers here beautiful, and it can be said that the species that the world has can be seen here.

The little maid is naturally not interested in these bells and whistles plants, she is more interested in a big secret in this world.

It is not a simple matter for the Bodhi realm to be conceived, and to have such a sacred object as the Bodhi tree.

The world only sees the petals of the Bodhi tree, which spreads all over the world, and rarely sees the tree bearing fruit.

The ginseng fruit that Ling Yunzi took out before was not an ordinary spiritual thing, it could only be picked when the Bodhi tree bore fruit once in 10,000 years.

This fruit appeared silently on the Bodhi tree, and there were only ten of them, which were obscured by hundreds of millions of petals, if Ling Yunzi hadn't been idle and meditating on the tree, he would not have had this opportunity to see it.

He took advantage of the darkness to rely on his deep cultivation and achieved it silently, otherwise there would be no ginseng fruit.

At this time, this little girl ran all the way to the valley, where there was also a huge tree no less than the Bodhi Tree, but it was blocked by the Boundary Mountain, and ordinary people, without the invitation of Ling Yunzi, could not go up to the Boundary Mountain at will, so even if this realm existed for a long time, there were even fewer people who knew that there was a tree here.

And the little girl is obviously one of them.

Looking up at the mountain-like tall trees, the golden leaves on them are still rustling, and the long beards hang down, Tingting Tingting is fascinating.

The little girl didn't come here to enjoy the beautiful scenery, but she was hunched up, looking up to the sky and laughing, "Hahaha...... Lingyunzi Lao'er, the treasure you have guarded for 10,000 years is about to be taken away by me, haven't you always been very strong? I really want to see your heartache expression!!wahaha......"

This place, not even a single insect sound, is even more inaccessible, so quiet that she becomes unscrupulous.

"What are you, what do you want to do?"

Suddenly, a coquettish cry interrupted the little girl's wild laughter.

The little girl turned around, her face was gloomy and dark, her voice was low and hoarse, as if she had changed into a different person, "What are you talking about, dare to talk to the great Venerable Mo Yuan like this, who will borrow your guts?"

"Cut!" was the aunt who spoke, and behind her stood Ren and his juniors.

My aunt and grandmother are usually bold and bold lords, how can they be frightened by his words.

"What Venerable Mo Yuan? I don't know what to say, I warn you, don't hit this tree, otherwise you ......."

A long whip shook out of her hand and slashed at a large stone beside Venerable Mo Yuan, splitting it in an instant.

This is a warning by force.

Venerable Mo Yuan didn't want to eat this set, "Ha! Eat me with an ink punch!"

"Boom!"

The inky arrogance of the dragon went towards his aunt and grandmother with a fierce momentum.

The aunt was not afraid of danger, snorted coldly, stomped her feet, and had already jumped a foot high in the air to dodge, and at the same time, the whip in her hand was not idle, like a tiger descending from the mountain, and struck back viciously at Venerable Moyuan.

I don't know what kind of artifact this whip is, after the aura is infused into it, a string of flames emerges from the tail of the whip, which is much more than the ink flame of the Venerable Mo Yuan.

Venerable Mo Yuan didn't dare to really resist, and just as he was about to dodge, he found that he had been surrounded by Ling Yunzi's disciples.

"Crowd tactics, huh...... Just a little shrimp like you, you don't deserve to make a move. ”

With a sarcastic sneer, he slammed straight into one of them.

Don't look at Venerable Mo Yuan now living on the little girl's body, it doesn't look like he has any great ability, this momentum is so great that he will definitely be crushed to pieces.

It was also his bad fate, who to choose was not good, but he chose either. Any board doesn't look very good, and it can't stand the many aura attributes, and I still don't know how many attributes exist on my body.

As long as it is the aura that can be absorbed, he will not refuse to come, and he will absorb it all.

Therefore, even though he had just entered the early stage of the God King Mirror, this cultivation was comparable to that of an old monster in the period of madness.

Venerable Mo Yuan is such an old monster, his self-cultivation is very powerful, and he wants to open a gap from any of them.

It is worth mentioning that few of the monks here seem to use rune treasures to fight, and it is said that this thing is very scarce, probably comparable to the rarity of the ginseng fruit.

There is Lan Ling behind any of them, and there is even a crazy rune treasure master like Wan Ying who has sponsored it, and the rune treasures in this purse are stuffed full, and now they all have a place to use.

Ordinary rune treasures are not very powerful, so they naturally can't deal with the powerhouses of the God King Mirror, and neither of them will be naïve enough to use a rune treasure to solve the Moyuan Venerable.

What he wants is an opportunity, a buffer.

A very ordinary fire attribute rune treasure suddenly faced the door of the Mo Yuan Venerable, whether it could be carried or not, in the face of the fierce fire dragon, people's subconscious was to dodge.

In just such a delay, Grandma's whip had already stretched rapidly, and it wrapped around Venerable Mo Yuan's ankle with a snort.

"Where to go, get back to me!"

Venerable Mo Yuan was unwilling to be pulled away, and he would not give a good face to anyone who blocked his retreat.

"Fuck off!"

He opened his mouth, and he didn't know what he vomited, and the disciples only saw a cold glow running towards either door, but they didn't have time to exclaim.

Everything is so fast that they can't see what's in it at all.

Like a wooden stake, he stood there in a daze, letting the cold light poke right down his throat.

"Ahh......h

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

......

The juniors and disciples looked at him anxiously.

The figure of either one was motionless, and his expression was neither sad nor joyful.

"Don't worry, such a little trick can't hurt me. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, found the cold light in his throat, and gently ripped it off.

After looking at it thoughtfully, he smiled evilly at Venerable Mo Yuan, "Hehe...... Come and don't be rude, I'll give it back to you!"

Han Mang flew away, and when Venerable Mo Yuan's body was lying on the ground, he stabbed him in the shoulder.

"How so?"

Venerable Mo Yuan's face was wrinkled in pain, and he stared at Ren with hatred.

The cold light had been ingested into his body, and at this time, it was strung around, and it had pierced many of his meridians.

The aura collapsed in the body, and if you can't find an outlet, sooner or later you will be clogged up in it because you can't digest so much aura, so you will burst yourself.

Therefore, this cold mang has a nice name, called "belly bursting".