Mu Lingjiu took the flute and held it in the palm of her hand, and the cold touch from the flute couldn't help but make her a little shaken.

This flute was made of Yunling, and it was originally intended to be given to Su Zeyue, but I never thought that it would not be handed over to her in the end.

The nine eyes of the pastoral spirit became darker.

Then he took out the Phantom Flute, a flute made of white jade.

Yun Xun looked down and smiled.

At this moment, there was a violent sound outside the cave, the sound of stones falling to the ground, the sound of rubbing, and a shivering hissing sound in between.

It's a cold night python!

All the rabbits swallowed their throats and looked at the hole with uneasy eyes.

"Master Yun, and the elders, I'm going to trouble you next!" Mu Lingjiu looked at Yun Xun.

Yun Xun smiled softly at her and nodded knowingly.

"We'll delay until you're done!" Zhusheng, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

"Good!"

Then Yun Xun and the others left the cave.

The battle outside was on the verge of breaking out.

"Bai Ruo, should we go out and help too!" Pei Nan was about to go to Mu Lingjiu's side, but he was caught by Bai Ruo coldly.

"Don't mess around!" Bai Ruo sighed helplessly, this guy is really, didn't you see Xiao Jiu busy.

Mu Lingjiu sat cross-legged on the ground at this time, his thoughts focused on the two flutes.

The flutes and phantom flutes that floated in front of her were now protected by a transparent circle of light.

Mu Lingjiu closed his eyes and poured a trace of spiritual energy into the two flutes.

Yunling originally proposed a small part of the power of the phantom flute to the sound flute, so that the sound flute could achieve the best effect in the case of easy operation.

And now she is going to merge the power of the sound flute with the power of the phantom flute.

To be honest, the Pastoral Nine is not absolutely sure that it will be successfully fused.

She is now gambling on Yunling's memories.

Just when Mu Lingjiu was concentrating on fusing the two flutes,

There was a dark and vicious gaze in the crowd that locked directly on her back.

Pastoral Nine! Once this doom is over, you will die!

——

Half a quarter of an hour later, the sound flute and the phantom flute formed two rays of light, which met and collided in mid-air, and finally merged together.

Whew-

Mu Lingjiu opened his eyes and looked up at the flute that had been successfully fused, and his smart eyes were dyed with starlight.

It worked!

The phantom flute wrapped in the aperture slowly landed and obediently returned to the palm of the nine hands of the pastor.

Now it's up to us to see if the fused phantom flute can restrain the cold night python.

Mu Lingjiu stood up, without the slightest ink, and came to the outside of the cave with a teleportation.

Pei Nan, who was staring at Mu Ling Jiu tightly: "!! ”

At this moment, outside the cave, it seems that he has experienced a vicious battle.

However, Mu Lingjiu did not see the cold night python and Yun Xun.

She guessed that the elders had lured the night python elsewhere.

Boom –

This sound!

Mu Lingjiu's face changed and he ran forward.

"This evil beast actually destroyed the Moon Back Mountain!"

Yuli sat on the ground and clutched her chest, looking at the terrible creature in disbelief.

The huge body of the cold night python directly surrounded the moon back mountain, and forcibly locked it into a pile of slag.

Zhu Sheng: "It can't go on like this!" Sooner or later, we'll be consumed by it! ”

Ye Yuan: "This evil beast is here again!" Get out of the way! ”

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When Mu Ling Jiu arrived, the four elders were all wounded, and their embarrassment was also written on their faces.

Yun Xun's body is clean, and he is still entangled with the huge python.

He is worthy of being revered as a god and an archmage.

You must know that the class of this cold night python is beyond the ordinary class and has reached deification.

The deification stage is the lifelong pursuit of every immortal cultivator.

I heard that reaching the stage of deification is equivalent to immortality, as long as the soul remains, it will not die or die.

It is estimated that there are few people in this Xuanye Continent who can only reach such a level.

"Little Nine Girls, has the fusion been successful!" Ye Yuan saw the Pastoral Nine who rushed over at a glance.

Mu Lingjiu nodded at him, jumped up, and flew towards the Cold Night Python.