Although she didn't like this scepter, she didn't want to sacrifice it at all.

But the scepter's hot An Jiu's white and tender little hands were a little red, and she successfully attracted her attention, and waved her hand to lay a layer of enchantment around her body.

Take out the scepter and throw it into the air, and make a fairy sacrifice to the scepter.

All treasures and magic weapons, if you want them to be used by others, they must be refined, and only the treasures or magic weapons that are sacrificed can be regarded as recognizing the Lord and belonging to oneself for one's own use.

An Jiu looked at the spiritual treasure in the air, but she didn't want to admit the lord so much that she rejected her so much, so she planned to sacrifice him and let him use it for herself.

The fog also has some abilities, not only to block sight but also to block out sound.

An Jiu used immortal power to refine the scepter, after all, the scepter was just a spiritual treasure, and it couldn't withstand An Jiu's casual immortal at all, and there was a faint tendency to burst.

Seeing this, An Jiu took back most of the power, and the scepter floating in the air was surrounded by a burst of red light, slowly shrinking, and turned into a palm-sized golden key that fell into An Jiu's hand.

An Jiu suddenly felt that she was in trouble, she didn't know what this scepter meant, but she knew that now that she didn't have the scepter, she would be in trouble.

An Jiu wanted to change the key back, but she couldn't change it back, she wanted to cry, and subconsciously wanted to find Xiao Xianggong.

But when she saw the white fog around her, An Jiu remembered that she still had something to do.

Because she had set up an enchantment, the few paper men who were ambushed around her didn't see her, and were looking for her.

And the little apprentice next to the old shaman who controlled the paper man looked at the compass in front of him, but he didn't see where An Jiu was.

With a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, An Jiu withdrew the enchantment, restrained the breath around him, left his feet off the ground, and quietly came to the back of the old priest's apprentice.

As soon as her mind moved, she was surrounded by several blue flames, which were hot unlike other flames, the blue flames used by An Jiu were cold, exuding an eerie cold air, and the faint blue flames reflected An Jiu's white and tender little face, but it looked extremely white.

An Jiu's voice was a little eerie, and it sounded faintly behind the old priest and his apprentice: "Who are you looking for?" Are you looking for me? ”

A faint voice sounded from behind them, and the irritating old shaman and his apprentice's hairs stood on end, and their whole bodies trembled, not knowing whether they were cold from the blue flames or trembling from fear.

The two of them calmed down, quickly took out their treasure to protect themselves, and turned around to see An Jiu's person.

But as soon as the two of them turned around, they saw a red corner of their clothes hidden in the mist.

The old priest and his apprentice glanced at each other, and the little apprentice took out the compass and watched as many dots on the compass moved, because of the fog, the whole scene except for the altar was a little flustered.

"Division...... Father, everyone except the girl showed their direction on the compass, only ...... That girl didn't show up......" Speaking of this, the little apprentice's face turned a little pale, and his body trembled slightly: "She...... It's possible that she ...... No...... People ......"

This compass is a compass made from this fog, as long as people are in the fog, a point will appear on the compass.

Every point will change as the person moves, and as long as there is something alive in the fog, a point will appear on the compass.

The compass on the altar shows two points, one is him and the other is the old priest, but there is no point representing An Jiu.