Ling Ming understood, Meng Jiu stretched out his hand, and a suction force suddenly went into Ling Ming's body, and three drops of green Tianmu Source Heart Essence Blood appeared in the air, exuding the unique spiritual wave of the Seven Rank Spirit Creatures!

Meng Jiu nodded, with a wave of his big hand, three drops of Tianmu Yuanxin turned into a brilliant water dragon and constantly rotated around the small beast in mid-air, the inch snow spirit bamboo in the air had a total of five sections, and it was really under the command of Meng Jiu that it continued to integrate into the water dragon, and the rest of the spirit flowers and spiritual grass were extracted from the essence, just like a meteor in the sky entering the Milky Way, it was beautiful in an instant!

Meng Jiu's body gradually became transparent, but he didn't care about this, his hands were together, and suddenly the water dragon chanted, slowly surrounding the little beast, and slowly seeping into the skin of the little beast!

Ling Ming could feel a huge breath of life erupt from Mu Mu's body!

The little beast's blood-red hair also became snow-white at this moment, and the countless cracks on his body also healed in the blink of an eye, and faintly Ling Ming felt a strange feeling from Mu Mu's body, as if they had felt like this before, which made Ling Ming feel a little weird, but he only thought he was too tired!

Just as Ling Ming was wandering in the spirit, he suddenly felt a huge amount of life energy erupt from his body, the bones in his chest that were still being treated by thorns healed instantly, and the injuries all over his body were suddenly healed, Ling Ming felt an unprecedented comfort, and a double breath of mortal spirit realm erupted from Ling Ming's body!

Ling Ming looked at his changes in astonishment, what is this?

Meng Jiu also glanced at Ling Ming in astonishment, originally he just wanted to separate a trace of spiritual liquid to treat him by the way, but unexpectedly let him advance, and then Meng Jiu laughed, this is even more good!

Seeing that the little beast that had completely absorbed the spiritual liquid in mid-air, but did not show any signs of awakening, Meng Jiu asked Ling Ming to put it in the Yang Deed, and told Ling Ming not to disturb the little beast during this time, this little beast was also cheap.

Then Meng Jiu said to Ling Ming:

"Little guy, this is a trace of my soul thought left by you here, and now this last energy is about to run out, and Qianmengyin has signed some kind of agreement with the clan, it is impossible to come out for a period of time, and the little baby of the two Heavenly Spirit Realm next to him should also have received the transmission from the sect, and I will not embarrass you anymore, take care of yourself in the future, and look forward to you coming to the fairy spirit domain one day!"

"Grandpa Nine!"

Ling Ming looked at Meng Jiu's gradually disappearing sound and shadow, and couldn't help but feel empty in his heart, but then he looked firm, he couldn't let Mu Mu look flat!

On a continent far away, an old man was sitting on top of a red dragon and slowly flew towards a thousand-foot high remnant gate, and behind it, there were countless strong people following him!

"Little guy, I don't know if there will be a chance to see you again when I go to the ruins, but I have to go anyway, the Zhuang case in the ruins of the year must be clarified!"

......

"Lord God, are you still going?"

The Gujia Sect King frowned, thought for a moment, and finally shook his head.

"Don't go, go back to the sect!"

There is the shadow of the Yueyi clan behind him, not to mention that that man is not something he or even his sect can afford to provoke.

Dream Nine Sage, this man who stood at the top of the continent, once slaughtered a super force by himself, the killing god of his youth, the more people who knew him, the more terrified they became!

The Gujia Sect King looked at the other mountain, the swaying shrubs became a little messy, and Guga looked into the distance, afraid that Yu Leizi had already returned to the Eight Holy Gates!

Xuan Zimo stood beside the Gujia Sect King, her eyes were full of brilliance, she really wanted to know what surprises this stubborn young man could bring him the next time she saw him!

Ling Ming picked up the map and headed towards Fengcheng, one of the eight major cities of the kingdom, but he didn't know that behind this incident, there was a dark tide surging, and the wind had begun to spread from the extreme east to the mainland, and in the near future, no one would have thought that the origin of this gust of wind would be just a boy under the age of fifteen!

On an immortal mountain, a skinny old man looked at the black chess piece, slowly fell into the chessboard, and said slowly:

"What's next?"