"Ghost Mother Butterfly!"

Recognizing the demon insects that fell, Mu Ling's complexion changed even more. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info In her cognition, the ghost mother butterfly is one of the top ten dangers in the Black Forest, and it is even more terrifying than the night ghost.

The ghost mother butterfly is not a social thing, even in the Black Forest, it is rare to see it in normal times, and Mu Ling also bumped into the muzzle of the gun.

As far as she knew, the most difficult thing for the Ghost Mother Butterfly was its poisonous powder, as long as it was stained with a little bit, even if she was a mid-stage spiritual mist realm cultivator, she might not be able to eat it and walk around.

The ghost mother butterfly has a head like an old woman, and her whole body is bloated and ugly. Except for black, it's harder to find any other color. It has a toxin in its body that is excreted from its bloated body and turned into dust. This dust has no effect on plants, but it has a great effect on ordinary people and monks. As long as you get some of it, you will immediately turn into thick water and die like corpse water.

And the only way to rescue is to rinse it with a large amount of spiritual liquid, otherwise there is no special medicine at all.

In view of the horror of the ghost mother butterfly, Mu Ling did not dare to take it lightly. At the moment when the poisonous powder fell all over the sky, he quickly pinched it with both hands, and then flicked his fingers at the top of his head.

Two rays of spiritual light popped out with Mu Ling's fingers, and even the void formed white frost and fell down wherever it passed. The aura passed through a large amount of poisonous powder, and in a flash, it shot into the ugly head of the ghost mother butterfly.

The ghost mother butterfly was shot in the head at once, and her body immediately lost its parallelism, and it turned and fell down in the air. Just as the body of the ghost mother butterfly smashed through the body of the big tree, it suddenly exploded.

A stream of black dust like smoke immediately flew out of the body of the ghost mother butterfly, turned into a sky of poisonous powder, and shrouded Mu Ling below.

Mu Ling wanted to rush out of the dusty place immediately, but the area where the poisonous powder was scattered was too wide, and with Mu Ling's speed, there was no time to escape.

Mu Ling couldn't have imagined that the ghost mother butterfly, which was originally very easy to kill, would have such a difficult backhand.

Seeing that it was too late to escape from the envelope of the poisonous powder, Mu Ling had no choice but to hold his hands on his body, sending out a large amount of cold qi from his palms and forming an umbrella-like shield on the top of his head. Under the continuous output of mana, the umbrella-shaped shield continued to wrap, forming a spherical cold shield, protecting Mu Ling's whole body from wind and rain.

As soon as Mu Ling finished all this, the poison powder was already sprinkled on the shield in a steady stream.

As soon as it touched the poison powder, the shield immediately snorted, and a large amount of green smoke came out.

"No, it won't! How powerful is it? Seeing the shield thinning like ice and snow melting, Mu Ling's complexion also changed greatly.

I'd heard people say that ghost butterflies are hard to entangle, but she didn't expect this to happen. Before, it was just an easy blow to solve the ugly ghost mother butterfly, and I thought that someone else had exaggerated the power of the ghost mother butterfly. Now when she saw this, her face was extremely ugly.

From the current point of view, the shield condensed by himself will definitely not last much time. And the poisonous powder outside is still spilling a lot, if it is really contaminated, the consequences are really unimaginable.

The shield is getting thinner and thinner, and it will crumble in just a few breaths. Mu Ling's eyes rolled desperately, hoping to come up with a good way to get out of such an embarrassing situation.

The mana in her body is very strong, and it has not reached the point where her skills are exhausted. However, under the attack of these poisonous fans, there was a sense of powerlessness, which made her always at a loss.

Just as dense beads of sweat had already appeared on Feng Muling's forehead, a red light suddenly lit up beside her, turning into a raging fire, rolling towards the top of her head.

Beyond the flames, the poisonous powder left by the ghost mother butterfly was instantly evaporated and disappeared. The ice shield condensed by Mu Ling also disappeared with a crisp sound like a cylinder tile shattering.

After the shield shattered, a stream of flames rolled backwards towards Mu Ling, causing Mu Ling to scream in fright.

A figure hugged Mu Ling from behind, and gently blew on the upside-down fireworks, and all those flames flew into the sky.

A manly breath rushed into Mu Ling's nose, making Mu Ling's heart feel terrified. Instinctively pushed with both hands, but found that the hands holding him were like iron tongs, hugging themselves tightly, and his little strength did not play a role in these hands at all.

"Who are you? Let me go! Mu Ling was shocked in his heart, and his face was swollen and reddened.

Hearing Mu Ling's angry scream, the man who came was a little reluctant to let go of Mu Ling.

Mu Ling quickly took three steps back before looking up. I saw a young man in his twenties standing in front of him, with a dignified appearance and an elegant temperament, which set off him even more gentlely. Judging from the entire appearance of the young man, he is not only personable, but also a bit fairy-like.

The man didn't speak, just stared intently at Mu Ling's delicate face, a little intoxicated.

"Who is Your Excellency and why did you come here?" Mu Ling suddenly remembered his purpose for coming to the Black Forest, and the appearance of the other party was indeed too weird.

"What's the girl's name?" The young man did not answer Mu Ling's question, but stared at Mu Ling and asked.

"The little woman is the spiritual method Mu Ling, should the Taoist friends tell me their identity and intention? Otherwise, I'll have to call someone. Mu Ling felt more and more that the man in front of him was a little familiar, and his appearance was too inopportune.

Hearing Mu Ling say that he wanted to call someone, the man's complexion finally changed slightly, but he instantly regained his composure and said: "I know you guys are looking for something, but there is nothing to see here, get out of here immediately!" Don't risk it anymore. ”

Mu Ling's eyes narrowed, and from the other party's words, it was obvious that he knew the purpose of his arrival, but the other party just refused to tell his identity and name, which seemed mysterious.

Just as Mu Ling was thinking about how to deal with the man, the man's figure had gradually faded into the air, and he disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.

By this time, Mu Ling had already understood that the other party was a monk above the Spirit Liquid Realm, and it was not something that his master and apprentice could deal with at all. With a nervous heart, Mu Ling quickly ran out of the forest and came to the place where he had met his master Huang Jun.

At this time, Huang Jun, Wu Lin, and Zhu Changbo had not returned, so Mu Ling had to wait patiently. It wasn't until nearly an hour later that the three of them returned to the place of rendezvous.

None of the three of them found anything, but after hearing what Mu Ling had told him about meeting the young man, all three of them were shocked. I vaguely felt that this investigation must be related to the man, but I didn't know who the other party was, and I didn't dare to make a conclusion casually.

Since even the monks of the Spirit Liquid Realm have appeared, it is not good for the four of them to stay here any longer. So Huang Jun Lingyun left the Black Forest with the three of them and went to the nearest Lujiang Town.