"Master, let's wait a while to see if the owner of this soul net wants to do good or bad things. If you do good deeds, Zhuzhu can only miss this delicious meal, and if you are ready to do bad things, hehehe······ Let's give him a pot. Xiao Yu was afraid that Chaos Bead would not understand, so she hurriedly added a sentence.

"That's right! It's still Xiaoyu's boss. If someone is doing a good deed and I destroy it, I can't afford to bear this cause and effect. In a blink of an eye, Chaos Bead already understood what Xiao Yu meant.

For their spiritual treasures, the Heavenly Dao was very generous and strict with them.

Innate and innate spiritual treasures, as long as the energy is sufficient, there is no bottleneck at all when advancing, and there will be no thunder robbery similar to the advanced level of monks. Of course, Lingbao is not a cabbage, and the energy required is also vast, maybe tens of thousands of years, Lingbao may not be able to make up the energy of advancing once, but fortunately, Lingbao has a long life, which is not a shortcoming.

However, if the spirit treasure has a killing, it will be troublesome, and the killing will accumulate to a certain extent, and the heavenly dao will directly rain down the thunder, and if you can't kill you, you will also have to cut off a layer of skin, and it is inevitable to lose the rank or something.

Chaos Bead understands that what Boss Xiaoyu means is to wait for the owner of the soul net to make a mistake, and then it can "do the right thing for the sky", and if it eats this soul net, maybe it can earn some merit······! No wonder he is the boss, this brain is indeed smarter than himself. Chaos Bead is in infinite worship of Xiaoyu.

Zhou Yuanyuan. Now that the two treasures of her family have been discussed, she, as the master, will stand by and watch for a while, and be a yellow finch with a praying mantis catching cicada and yellow finch behind.

[Yuanyuan, did something happen?] Wen Ziqing noticed Zhou Yuanyuan's emotional changes, and quickly shook Zhou Yuanyuan's small hand in his palm, and asked with his divine sense.

[Brother Ziqing, there is a situation, come, I'll take you to see. Zhou Yuanyuan motioned for Wen Ziqing to release a trace of divine sense.

Seeing Zhou Yuanyuan's calm and idle appearance, Wen Ziqing was not half nervous.

Wen Ziqing's divine sense had just seen the soul net in mid-air, and before he could ask a question, Zhou Yuanyuan's ears heard a familiar voice: "Get up!"

With this shout, the gray soul threads on the big net hung down from mid-air, as if they would automatically search for someone, and hung down to everyone in the Hearts Bar.

[Brother Ziqing, did you hear someone talk?] Zhou Yuanyuan frowned. Zhou Yuanyuan should have heard this voice, but he is not very familiar with it, who will it be?

[Someone is activating the formation. Wen Ziqing also heard it. For the exercises of their Yushan Sect, when the large-scale formation is opened, the monks will shout "get up". Could it be that the monk who controlled this soul net in mid-air was actually from their Yushan faction?

As the soul silk fell, the faint fluorescence on Zhou Yuanyuan and Wen Ziqing's bodies flashed, this was the "Vajra Jade Talisman" they wore that turned on the main protector function, forming a thin layer of aura cover on the surface of Zhou Yuanyuan and Wen Ziqing's bodies, separating them from contact with the soul silk.

"Huh?" The man in the shadows let out a hint of exclamation, as if he didn't understand why the soul silk would automatically avoid it after meeting Zhou Yuanyuan and Wen Ziqing. You must know that this young man in military uniform is the reason why he has made such a big deal today and set up this soul net.

Zhu Xiaojun and Cao have been Liu Meifang, they did not have a jade talisman on their bodies, and they were landed on their bodies by the soul silk hanging down in mid-air.

Zhu Xiaojun couldn't see it, but Zhou Yuanyuan and Wen Ziqing could see it clearly. After a soul thread fell on the top of Zhu Xiaojun's head, it pierced Zhu Xiaojun's forehead.

A trace of white qi emerged from Zhu Xiaojun's forehead, snaked up along the gray soul silk, and slowly but firmly injected into the big net in mid-air.

"I'm so sleepy!" Zhu Xiaojun's body shook and muttered softly.

"I want to sleep. Liu Meifang raised her hand to wipe her dry eyes and muttered.

Cao's hairs stand on end.

When the soul thread fell on Cao Zhi's body, Cao Zheng immediately sensed danger. However, even if Cao kept looking left and right, he couldn't find where the danger was coming from.

Just like Zhu Xiaojun and Liu Meifang, white qi emerged from Cao Zheng's forehead, and was seduced by the soul silk all the way to the big net. Although Cao couldn't see all this, he felt that something in his body seemed to be gradually draining.

Cao kept clenching his teeth, guarding the yuan and returning to one, struggling to recover the white gas that was about to leave his body.

Regent Entertainment City, fifth floor, in a gorgeous box.

Chen Sanjiang was standing in front of the table, his eyes staring at a basketball-sized white crystal ball on the table without blinking, and a trace of worry flashed in his expression.

On the crystal ball, it was a scene in a bar.

It's just that the people in the crystal ball are different from what Zhou Yuanyuan usually sees.

On the crystal ball, you can clearly show the appearance of everyone in the bar, but the top of these people's heads is more foggy than their real self.

The fog above everyone's head varies in thickness. Some people's fog will be thicker, such as Wen Ziqing, the fog above his head is more than ten centimeters high, and Cao Zheng, the fog is about three centimeters thick, and Zhu Xiaojun and Liu Meifang, which are only about half a centimeter.

Most people's mist is white, such as Zhu Xiaojun and Liu Meifang, there are four or five people who are black, and those few people are fierce social people at first glance, the mist above Cao has always been a faint purple, and the mist above Wen Ziqing's head is pale golden. And the mist above Zhou Yuanyuan's head was the strangest, it was actually a small dot of milky white mixed with gold.

"It shouldn't be!" Chen Sanjiang couldn't help muttering another sentence when he saw the soul silk sliding past Wen Ziqing and Zhou Yuanyuan.

This soul net is the killer feature of the Shangqing Palace, in order to collect luck, the palace master of the Shangqing Palace specially took out the treasure at the bottom of the box.

If Chen Sanjiang hadn't known that he was in a difficult situation now, he would have taken the soul net and ran away again. It's a pity that he is no longer a disciple of the Yushan Sect, and stealing the soul net will definitely cause the two forces of the Xiuzhen Alliance and the Shangqing Palace to hunt down.

Not only this soul net, but even the jade gourd next to the crystal ball is also an incredible magic weapon! I really don't know what the origin of this Shangqing Palace Palace Master is, and he actually has so many heavy treasures in his hands.

Chen Sanjiang smashed his mouth, a little regretful.

Next to the white crystal ball, there is a jade gourd the size of a palm. A white qi as thick as a thread of wool stretched out of nothingness and kept pouring into the jade gourd.

Although the jade gourd looked small, it seemed to have infinite space, and these white qi continued to pour in, and there was not a trace of overflow.