"The main body is out!"

Meng Fan stared at the red shadow that was fleeing into the distance, and at the same time raised his hand to pinch the technique, casting the earth binding technique that Ling Xuanzi had taught him.

The ground cracked open, and three gray stone vines stretched out, winding towards the red shadow.

The first time he cast it, he could only condense a weak mud vine, but now with the improvement of his cultivation and the deepening of his comprehension of the spell, he can easily summon three of them.

At the same time, Qing Ling, who was still a little resentful of her performance, shook her body and chased after the red shadow, and when the local binding technique wrapped around the red shadow, she also arrived, raising her foot and stomping the red shadow on the ground.

She looked down and saw what a disgusting monster it was!

Its body is wrapped in a sticky red film, and the two red eyes on the top of the head are rotating back and forth, very much like the eyes of a frog, and the body under the film is pitted, covered with fine bumps, and is constantly secreting mucus, and the film is formed by mucus.

Its mouth, on the other hand, was cracked all the way to its neck, revealing its fine fangs, its limbs were short and thick, and its toes were webbed.

"It's so ugly!" Qing Ling frowned, but he didn't dare to let go of his feet, for fear that it would slip away.

"I'm coming!" At this time, Meng Fan ran over, took the Tang knife and "poofed", nailed the thing to the ground on his back, and said with a smile, "This thing has a fight with a toad, I liked to play with this when I was a child, and the meat is ......."

As he was talking, he suddenly paused, and saw countless red threads stretching out from the fine bumps on the toad's body, and wrapped around the Tang knife that nailed it, as if he wanted to pull the Tang knife out of his body.

"I can't stand it!" Qingling is a young girl after all, seeing this uncomfortable scene, she pursed the corners of her mouth, twisted her head to the side, and her soft hair fell down on her shoulders.

"Good things, good things that can't be sought!" Meng Fan was overjoyed, squatted down, stretched out his fingers, pinched a strand of red thread, gently grinded it, and smiled from ear to ear.

Because of the red line, it is the same as that of Master Su.

It's what he thinks about day and night!

As long as the number of red threads secreted by this toad is enough, the revival of the heavenly fire is just around the corner!

So, he stabbed the Tang knife nailed to the toad's body again, forcing it to secrete more red threads, and the joy on his face became stronger and stronger, and he said with a smile: "It's really not in vain, big harvest, big harvest!"

At the same time, he also guessed that the problematic head of Su should not be Su's original father.

Then, he hurriedly took out the fire spirit beads and approached those red threads.

Those red threads seemed to be very jealous of the Fire Spirit Beads, and immediately made an uncomfortable sizzling sound.

The fire spirit bead was so happy with all this, the seven stars were all bright, diffusing high temperatures, and the few red threads instantly steamed into a blood mist, and then absorbed all the blood mist.

Qing Ling didn't like to watch Meng Fan toss, glanced at the remnants of the spherical ghost thing, and saw that there was a strong ghost qi rolling out of the blood hole on it, her beautiful eyes were shining, and she shook her body, and sat on top of the ghost thing's body, crossed her knees to absorb the ghost qi, and curled the corners of her mouth: "Miss Ben also has a big harvest, these ghost qi just make up for the loss of this trip, maybe you can make up for the cultivation of some refinement!"

At the bottom of the sinkhole, tranquility was restored again.

Only the blood mist was still rolling, as if it was a sign that this place had just experienced a fierce battle.

"Fainted?"

After a long time, Meng Fan found that the toad no longer secreted red threads, but opened its mouth wide, drooped a red tongue, rolled its eyes, and remained motionless, just like a man who had not tasted ** for a long time, and met a woman he liked, resulting in a night of overwork and exhaustion of energy.

"Raise this thing?"

The more Meng Fan looks at the toad, the more pleasing it is to the eye, if the toad is raised, there will be a steady stream of red lines, although there are not many red lines just taken out, but after a long time, there are more times, it will always be satisfying!

Thinking like this, Meng Fan took the Tang knife off the toad's body, but saw that the toad secreted a lot of mucus again, completely wrapped itself, and formed a flesh-colored red cocoon, as if it was healing itself, Meng Fan happily put it into the Qiankun space.

"Hah, sure enough, the effect is obvious. ”

Meng Fan summoned the heavenly fire from the fire spirit bead, the temperature of the heavenly fire was already so hot that he couldn't touch it with his hands, and the satisfied heavenly fire was put away, and he glanced at the green spirit again, his eyes showed light: "Heh, what a strong ghost qi!"

I saw that the ghost qi seemed to be endless, billowing out of the blood hole on the body of the ball ghost, except for a considerable part that was absorbed by the green spirit, a small part still spread out.

"Meng Meng, come out!" Meng Fan waved his hand, summoned the corpse demon Meng Meng, glanced at her, and said with a smile: "It seems that you haven't been lazy recently, your cultivation has reached the third level of Dixuan, brother will give you some more creation, go over there to absorb the ghost qi!"

The corpse demon has an adventure in the cave of Falling Moon Village and occupies the body of the female spirit corpse.

and was given a fun name by Qu Shuyao, Meng Meng.

Since then, Meng Fan was afraid of affecting her fusion body, so he never tossed her.

Meng Meng glanced at the rolling ghost qi that was very beneficial to him, but showed an indifferent look, just stared at Meng Fan with blazing eyes, stretched out a jade arm as beautiful as a lotus root, gently wrapped around his neck, rubbed his cheek affectionately with his little face, lightly opened the red lips that exuded endless temptation, and said a little stiffly: "Meng ...... Eminent...... Rice ......"

"Hahaha!" Meng Fan laughed heartily, held Meng Meng's shoulder, pushed her to the side, and opened his mouth, "You say, Fan, Buddha Yi Anfan!"

Meng ...... Rice!" Meng Meng bit her lip hard, but she still said it wrong, and her face actually showed a look of self-blame.

"Okay, okay, it's good. Meng Fan pinched her little face, but her demeanor didn't show any frivolity, in his opinion, Meng Meng was similar to Ah Fu, although it was inappropriate to say this, but they were all equally important, it was his partner, and said with a smile, "It seems that you still can't control this body like an arm, but it's already very good, and you're about to have the ability to speak, go over quickly, don't miss the opportunity, that thing was killed by me and Qing Ling, don't waste it." ”

Only then did the corpse demon bend the corners of his mouth vigorously, revealing a wicked smile that he had learned from Meng Fan, and bowed to Meng Fan.

"Heh, I've learned etiquette, it's not simple!" Meng Fan smiled even more, and then rubbed the corners of Meng Meng's mouth, "Your smile is not right, it is only after you cheat people that you smile like that, you have to bend the corners of both mouths upward, and squint your eyes again, that's right." ”

Meng Meng changed his expression according to Meng Fan's words, but it was not quite right, which made Meng Fan very happy, and waved his hand to Meng Meng: "Learn later, don't be in a hurry now, go quickly!"

Meng Meng ran to the side of the ball monster at this time, absorbing the surplus ghost qi very politely, and his eyes secretly looked at the pretty face of Qing Ling who was meditating with his eyes closed from time to time, looking cute.

Meng Fan stood aside, helping the two of them to protect the Dharma, staring at the depths of the red mist, and whispered to himself: "The ghost thing is in the world, what happened to the ...... inside?"