[Thanks to the ice water presented by 'Zhang Zhijing' Taoist friends~]

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"Huh~Huh~Huh~!"

Fang Lingjun gasped for breath and escaped out of the attic in one breath.

At this time, two days and one night have passed since she killed the flower intestine monk, and there are no patrol members outside, and as for the large array of guarding the village, it has also been removed.

Fang Lingjun didn't dare to stay any longer, and quickly took the opportunity to escape out of Xitou Village.

The reason why she was so panicked was because she saw a scene in the cave that made her feel terrified......

This would have to move the clock forward by half an hour.

After Fang Lingjun decided not to touch those spirit creatures, he came up with the idea of turning ice water.

The ice attribute spirit object of the third grade was not easy to find, otherwise, Fang Lingjun would not have chased after the little bird that snatched the ice bird Neidan.

That is a spiritual object that can suppress her Nine Yin Xuan Cold Qi, so naturally she has to get it in her hands!

Fang Lingjun then drove the Shen Yuan Ice Bead to specially absorb the richest ice water in the center of the pool.

In such a pool of ice-melting water, the outermost ice-melting water has more impurities and low purity, and can only be barely regarded as a second-grade low-level spiritual object.

And the further in, the lower the higher.

In the center, the water in those pools can even reach the purity of the third grade?!!!

It's a pity that there are only about ten drops of such high-purity ice water.

And after these ten drops of high-purity ice water were extracted by Fang Lingjun, the temperature of the entire pool rose a lot.

It's a dense white mist. It also gradually dispersed......

That's when it happened. Fang Lingjun saw a scene that made her almost lose her soul?!

at the bottom of the pool. There was a huge piece of ice, and in that ice, there was a man frozen.

Although the man closed his eyes and did not move, Fang Lingjun still recognized him at a glance, he was the owner of Xitou Village, Cheng Batian!!

Let's ask, if that person is not Cheng Batian of the half-step Jindan? Who has the patience to meditate in a bone-chilling ice pool?!

Seeing this, Fang Lingjun panicked. But it didn't mess up.

After she had absorbed the last drop of the purest Heartland Ice Water, she immediately withdrew her hand and escaped out of the dark passage without leaving her head!

Although Cheng Batian is now in a state of cultivation and has closed his five senses and six senses, the changes in the cold qi of this ice pool will always be perceived by him.

If Fang Lingjun doesn't run away at this time, it will be too late to wait!

So even if there is still a lot of ice water that has not been loaded, she is no longer greedy, not to mention that the purest and richest dozen drops have been taken away by her. The rest, on the other hand, is not so important.

Fang Lingjun's decision. Done right.

Because, not long after she escaped from the secret passage, the ice pool had a new change......

I saw that the cold and calm pool surface suddenly bubbled up one after another.

"Whoa~!"

The water splashed everywhere, and the cold air was like smoke.

A middle-aged man with a surging breath broke out of the ice pool.

I saw him looking at the ice pool, frowning slightly: "Impossible?" I've only been in retreat for about ten months, so how did the cold aura in the pool go down so quickly......? ”

Just as he was wondering, a transmission note flew into the cavern.

The man sucked in his hand and took the note into his palm.

"What?! A bunch of idiots! Can't even catch a little female cultivator in the early stage of foundation building?! The man stretched out his palm and slapped it, and the stone table shattered.

He seemed to have thought of something, and with a move of his hand, the prohibitions on those wooden shelves instantly dissolved, revealing the precious spiritual objects inside.

However, those things, what are Tsukidan, Tsukiya Mink...... It's just a black phantom......!!!

With the man's movements, those phantoms, as if they had life, gathered together, and instantly turned into a fifth-order strange bird with a huge head and a short body!!

If Fang Lingjun could see this scene, he would definitely be glad that he didn't act rashly at the beginning, otherwise, he would definitely be injured by this fifth-order strange bird!

You must know that the fifth-order demon beast is equivalent to a monk in the middle stage of foundation building.

Under the sneak attack, Fang Lingjun would definitely not be unscathed.

The man beckoned the strange bird, which had a skull the size of a watermelon and a body that was only small with citrus, to his shoulders, and then jumped a few times and came to the secret prison where Xin Yue'er was imprisoned.

The forbidden land of Xitou Village.

Under a two-story attic, there was a sudden monstrous roar: "~!! Kill my son and steal the holy water of my village! I won't let you go!! Yes~! I'm going to crush you to ashes!! ”

Fang Lingjun, who stole the ice water used by Cheng Batian's cultivation, didn't know what happened here.

Because, she fled back to the flame cave a long time ago.

Even if she knew, she would still steal the most intense dozen drops of essence without hesitation!

Because, to deal with this kind of person who wants to catch her and suck her Yuan Yin, this punishment is just interest.

On the day of the scuffle, Fang Lingjun still has to take his life!!

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Five months passed in a blink of an eye.

In this year, the bloody battles on the Prison Island intensified, and the entire Prison Island became a Shura hell.

With the loosening of the purple thunder ban, the red pill is also about to appear......

Today, Fang Lingjun woke up from retreat.

With her previous experience, it only took her five months to stabilize the initial stage of foundation building.

Ugin's power flowed more smoothly.

Fang Lingjun glanced at this place where he had lived for more than ten years, and there was a little nostalgia in his eyes.

She sighed, retracted her gaze, and after picking the fire rock Jinjin fruit in the cave, she took Ma Chou'er and stepped out of the cave.

From this day forward, she will not be coming back.

Because, she must get the red pill, get out of slavery, and leave the prison island!

Looking at the blood-red sky that had fallen into a blood-red sky due to days of scuffle, Fang Lingjun smelled the smell of life and death, and at the same time, the teak long knife on her back. It also "buzzed" and trembled...... It was a thirst for battle. A kind of excitement......

"Let's die~!" Suddenly. A burst of cheers rang out.

At the moment when Fang Lingjun's figure appeared, a monk in the early stage of foundation building suddenly jumped out of the reeds and grass, directly driving the magic weapon towards Fang Lingjun's back!!

"Ah~!" However, before his weapon could attack Fang Lingjun's body, he was first swept away by a red and blue storm of ice and fire.

Although this tornado was only the thickness of a small tree, it was mixed with the double attack of frost and fire, which directly tore the man's limbs apart! Let the other party die and can't die again!!

"Little ant, well done~!"

As Fang Lingjun's praise fell, a thumb-sized spirit worm. Flew out of the hurricane of ice and fire.

This spirit insect is naturally Fang Lingjun's fire tongs ant.

However, now there is no half-silk tongs ant at all?! Don't say that it's an ant, it's not even like an ant!!

I saw it quietly land on the side of Fang Lingjun's braid.

The three wings, like the petals of an orchid, bloom quietly, and the slightly trembling tentacles are like stamens stained with morning dew, exuding fragrance in the wind.

What kind of tongus ant is this?! It's simply an ethereal wild orchid in the valley......

In the past five months. Fang Lingjun was not idle, she was not only consolidating her cultivation realm. At the same time, he is also trying to improve his own means of fighting the enemy.

In order to make the fire tongs ant break out of the spirit beast's egg as soon as possible, Fang Lingjun did not hesitate to feed it two drops of ice water.

You must know that this ice water is not ice water.

This is the richest and purest storage zài in the ice pool, and there are only about ten drops in the entire pool!

It is already a third-grade high-level spiritual object!!

Very precious and rare.

In Fang Lingjun's mind, since the fire tongs ant had mutated because it had eaten most of the cave's Fire Rock Jinjin Fruit, what if it was given an ice-attribute spiritual object...... Isn't it going to speed up its metamorphosis?!

So he gave up two drops of ice water.

Sure enough, with the surging ice energy in these two drops of ice water, the fire tong ant completed its transformation ahead of schedule! Became a fourth-order spirit worm!!

Three-winged Frost Flame Ant!

It turns out that the real three-winged frost flame ant is so beautiful...... It doesn't look like a spirit insect at all, but like a harmless fairy flower.

Fang Lingjun was very satisfied with the appearance of the Three-winged Frost Flame Ant.

With this newly derived 'Ice and Fire Hurricane' skill, it is enough to pose a threat to the monks in the early stage of foundation building!

No wonder spirit insects rarely have high-level storage zài, now they are only fourth-order, and the three-winged frost flame ants are so sharp, if a group of fourth-order three-winged frost flame ants appear, then will the enemy still have to fight?!

Fang Lingjun slowly stepped forward and took the other party's storage bag.

Although the man is dead, his eyes are still red, obviously, the people who are now living on this prison island have been affected by the bloody killing, and most of them are demon cultivators, and their cultivation is still tampered with, which makes them more susceptible to the traction of the smell of blood, and they become crazy and murderous......

So he killed anyone he saw.

Fang Lingjun did not hide his whereabouts, and fled directly in a certain direction.

The sky was blood-red, and the endless taste of blood spread in the air, even in the wind, there was endless wailing......

The entire prison island was almost covered with blood, and no part of it was clean.

Along the way, Fang Lingjun met many people who wanted to sneak up on her.

But they were all ruthlessly killed by her sword!

After flying for more than an hour, Fang Lingjun finally came to his destination - Nudang Village!

The White Mist Formation Group of Nudangzhai has long been destroyed.

Today, it's nothing more than a ruin pile of bones.

Fang Lingjun deftly walked through this ruined wall, and soon, he came to the backyard of Nudang Village.

Fang Lingjun still vaguely remembered that this courtyard was once lush with vegetation and rockeries, and a few steps back was the back mountain passage that Zhao Hong led her into.

But now, the vigor is gone, and there is only endless decadence.

But...... In this backyard, there is only an old willow still standing by the lake, and even ...... New green shoots were also drawn?!!!

It stands to reason that the power of the monk's fighting method is that even the spirit plant can't resist it! A mere willow should have been shattered by the aftermath of various spells! Why can you still thrive in this backyard?!

Fang Lingjun didn't say anything, just walked to the willow side and sat quietly.

When the blood color of the sky became thicker and the purple thunder clouds gradually thinned, the old willow also changed......

…… (To be continued......)