The mountains are silent, only the cold wind blows through the dense ancient trees and flowers, reflecting a messy battlefield.

There are not many people on the monk's side, but everyone is above the Jindan stage. It seems that this difficult monster really worries the immortal cultivators.

The black smoke billowed from the demon cultivator's side, and there were countless various demon beasts infesting inside, and the thickest black part seemed to have a bit of an embarrassed taste at this time.

On the monk's side, the monks above the three thousand golden pills are arranged according to the ancient Qiankun ancient array, and the periphery is a variety of monks arranged according to the feet of the formation, guarding several small formations in the center, each of which is a monk who has cultivated the same spiritual root, thousands of monks hit at the same time, all the movements are neat and uniform, the offensive is endless, the momentum is amazing, and the power is earth-shattering.

Those little demons couldn't support it, and they were all over the field, but they were driven by the big demons and didn't dare to retreat.

Mo Xiaoxin had a strong sense of unease, why did she faintly feel that if she continued like this, it would definitely cause a catastrophe?

The monk's formation changed, and Mo Xiaoxiao saw a few people standing in the center of the formation, all of whom were the pride of the sky. Bai Bufan, who was dressed in white, was using the ice spirit in his palm to replenish the vitality of the array and avoid the impact of the people in the array.

A huge blow was delivered again, slashing towards the thickest part of the black mist with monstrous might.

"Whoa."

There was a strange laugh in the black mist, which seemed to be very satisfied.

Mo Xiaoxiao felt that her heart was beating faster, and the sea was in chaos, and in a daze, she shouted: "No! ”

However, in the next moment, it was hit, and the black mist trembled, as if something inside fell with a bang, and gradually, the black mist dissipated, revealing a huge black wolf corpse.

However, at the moment when the black fog dissipated, Mo Xiao's exclamation just started. Suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed!

A huge stone behind the wolf's corpse suddenly moved slowly, and then shattered into countless pieces. Reveal the opening of a black hole!

Thundered!

Above the canopy, black clouds were thick, and lightning struck down one after another, hitting the swarthy hole with heavy blows.

The monk, on his part, did not have time to cheer for victory, but was stunned by the anomaly.

Mo Xiaoxiao's Zhihai was in chaos, something was hitting her Zhihai violently, and it seemed that there were some long-term memories that were about to come to her face......

She grew more and more frantic, and her body could barely stand. With a tilt of the head, he fell from mid-air!

In the Qiankun Ancient Formation, a white figure flew towards her like an arrow from Lixuan, just as she was about to land. Hold her in your arms. Otherwise, at such a high height, even if you have a strong *, you will have to fall out of internal injuries.

But Mo Xiaoxiao fell into a groggy dream, unaware of it.

The black hole is getting bigger and bigger, the thunder and lightning are getting denser and denser, and then. Everyone saw a thick cloud of black smoke that seemed to come from the Nine Hells suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave, and then, in an instant, drilled into it!

Thunder and lightning fell on the black mist, and it seemed to tremble, revealing a human figure.

"Demon Cultivator!"

See this scene. All the monks understood.

The demon cultivator quickly hid in the black hole and disappeared without a trace.

The monks were so caught off guard by the mutation that they forgot for a moment how to move.

In the distance of the sky, a hazy shadow fluttered in, and he stood at the entrance of the cave and took a look. It seemed to whisper something, but no one could hear it, and then the shadow quickly dispersed.

The black cavern remained, and it seemed to be a ferocious beast from antiquity, opening its massive mouth like a basin of blood, ready to devour anyone who dared to approach it.

An afterimage flew in the sky, and when they entered, everyone saw clearly, the man looked solemnly, looked at the entrance of the cave coldly, frowned and said nothing.

One of the frontmost formations of the Qiankun Ancient Formation had been crushed by the movement when the cave entrance first appeared, and it had not been discovered until now.

Several primordial infants in the formation flew up and rushed to the side of the city lord, and said in a hurry: "Lord the city lord, there is a demon cultivator ......."

The Sunset City Lord's face was gloomy as water, and he waved his hand to stop his words, and ordered, "All go back to the city." ”

There was some trepidation in the city.

In this immortal cultivation world, when did there be a demon cultivation again?

In the city lord's mansion, a secluded courtyard.

Er Hong and Xiao Huang were guarding the spectrum struggling in the spirit pool, and from time to time according to Mo Xiaoxiao's instructions, adding some spirit stone spirit liquid, suddenly, the array moved, and the two of them were startled.

When he looked back, he saw Bai Bufan coming back with Mo Xiaoxiao in his arms, and Mo Xiaoxiao's face was full of struggle, as if he was in an extreme predicament.

Bai Bufan put Mo Xiaoxiao down, stretched out his hand and typed out a heart-clearing formula, which was entered from Mo Xiaoxiao's back heart.

Mo Xiaoxiao is dreaming.

In the dream, there was a cyan shadow, warm as jade, graceful, it seemed that from the green shirt, you could see his smiling eyebrows and eyes.

Who is he?

"If you were to go back in time, would you still be so persistent?"

In a trance, someone seemed to ask this.

Stick to what?

Mo Xiaoxin was flustered, but his body was soft as if he had no substance, and he could only watch the cyan shadow go farther and farther......

The blood and light were chaotic, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

……

Waking up again, Mo Xiaoxiao sat up with a headache, puzzled by the strange changes that have become more and more strange recently, do those memories belong to her? But isn't she a ghost from the twenty-first century? Isn't it the essence blood of Biluo pretending to be in another world?

Seeing the bloody figure of the spectrum in the spirit pool, Mo Xiaoxiao eased his mind and put the matter down first.

Bai Bufan didn't know where he went, Mo Xiaoxiao didn't think much about it, so he checked the situation of the spectrum first.

The spectrum has been running in the spirit pool for several days, but it still can't be fused with the whole bone, mainly because the difference between the two is too big, and the spectrum bloodline is too sparse.

Mo Xiaoxiao thought of Xiao Huang's divine light when he was born, and hurriedly called it to him and gave it such and such instructions.

Xiao Huang was reluctant, but he thought that the spectrum had the best relationship with it, so he agreed.

I saw its small wings spread, fluttering and staggering and flying, flying around the spirit pool, and the faint light on its body fell, blending into the spirit pool below.

In the spirit pool, the mind that was almost chaotic stabilized a lot, and a pair of blood-red eyes also returned to their blue color, it looked at the whole bone on the side, and threw itself into its arms. The whole bone of the golden retriever and blue-eyed lion was still resisting, but when it was illuminated by Xiao Huang's light and color, it gradually weakened and was successfully subdued by the spectrum.

In the end, the spectrum slowly merged the whole bone into the flesh, but the process was even more painful than the last time, because this time, it was almost about to reshape the flesh and blood, which was tantamount to rebirth.

Seeing that it had succeeded, Mo Xiaoxiao sat cross-legged on the edge of the pool, sealed his hands, and placed it on top of the spectrum's head, and the spectrum controlled himself with his only divine sense, allowing Mo Xiaoxiao's divine sense to walk in.

Mo Xiaoxiao touched its sea of consciousness, erased its original soul print, and re-implanted the nine-color cultivation heart method, which was an extremely complicated project, and when it was completed, ten days had passed unconsciously.

Xiao Huang kept flying above the pool, constantly lowering the pale yellow light, so that the spectrum in the pool calmed down, and when Mo Xiaoxiao finished all this, it fell down tiredly.

Mo Xiaoxiao touched a handful of sweat, she is also very tired now, she glanced at the spectrum in the pool, it seems that she has fallen into a long sleep, it should be fine, right?

Thinking like this, Mo Xiaoxiao fell asleep by the pool.

I don't know when, Mo Xiaoxiao seemed to hear the sound of Erhong chirping, something was running impulsively, and it seemed that he was still roaring angrily......

Mo Xiaoxiao was very tired, she felt that something might have happened to the spectrum, but she couldn't open her eyes.

Until a strong cold air hit, Mo Xiaoxiao unconsciously pulled out a spoof smile, Fortunately, extraordinary, you are here......

*

Mo Xiaoxiao woke up again, and a few days had passed.

She remembered the movement she heard in a trance, and hurriedly looked at the spirit pool.

The house was empty, and the spiritual pool was long gone.

Mo Xiaoxiao walked out, and in the yard, three small figures were chasing, and when they saw her appear, they all surrounded her.

Mo Xiaoxiao looked at the little golden retriever lion, speechless, "Spectrum? ”

The golden lion cub became about the size of Erhong, shaking its head, staggering, and with a thick milky air. It raised its head and looked at Mo Xiaoxiao, its green eyes were like clear lake water, and the hearts of those who saw it were about to melt......

"Roar."

The lion cub shook its head and bumped into it.

Erhong said to Mo Xiaoxiao very unkindly: "It has lost its memory now and can't speak, but when it regains its cultivation to its original realm, its memory will automatically recover." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao looked at the spectrum with a cute expression, and touched its head painfully, the little lion probably thought she was very amiable, rubbed it affectionately in her palm, and hit it headlong again.

Mo Xiaoxiao is speechless, spectrum, when you recover your memory, thinking of this experience, I don't know if you will be ashamed?

Erhong and Xiao Huang are very happy to tease the spectrum, and it is very fun to watch its stumbling figure.

Mo Xiaoxiao took the spectrum into his arms and probed its sea of knowledge, it was very perfect, and the new soul mark shimmered with golden light and floated in its sea of knowledge. The spectrum is a big demon who has cultivated to the fourth order, so the sea of knowledge is very vast, the little lion has such a sea of knowledge, I believe that cultivation will get twice the result with half the effort, just like running to Xiaohuang, even if you don't work hard, the cultivation is like a rocket to go up......

The spectrum is now basically equivalent to rebirth, its cultivation is very weak, there is almost no aura, and the spiritual wisdom has not yet been opened, and it is not even a spirit gathering demon.

Mo Xiaoxiao put the spectrum in the palm of his hand and recited the cultivation exercises to it.

The little lion looked at her with pure and immaculate eyes, looking very innocent, and when he saw Mo Xiaoxiao looking at it helplessly, he also naughtily poked out his little pink tongue and smiled at her flatteringly.

Mo Xiaoxiao took out a piece of miniature jade and recorded the situation of the spectrum at this time, it was really cute, how could it be done without taking pictures......

ps：

I feel cute~~