Feng Jiu felt like a fly that had fallen into the paste, unable to move an inch, and it was extremely difficult to even lift his hands and feet, there were only two places in his body that could move freely, one was a beating heart, and the other was a switch that stepped under the water release, Feng Jiu's crotch was wet, and he didn't have the usual childish demeanor at all.

"Wusha, Wusha!"

The crane in the clouds shouted wildly, but the black bone black had already cut off the mental connection with him.

Not only did the crane in the clouds lose contact with his black bone black, but Ji Yuqing and Hu Yuanshan also lost their sense of their two bone umbrellas, and the mysterious swordsman's meridian broken bone sword even fell into the Immortal Lake, swept into the larger and larger whirlpool and disappeared.

"Could it be that Yuan Ying succeeded?"

The five evil bandits were all frightened, their hearts collapsed, this time they kicked the iron plate, this time I am afraid it will be difficult to die well, I can't think of hitting geese all day long, but today I was pecked blind by geese.

The blood mist was getting thicker and thicker, and they even felt that it was getting harder and harder for them to breathe.

"Bang!"

The Immortal Tree suddenly exploded again, and a large pile of blood shells shot out from the dense branches and leaves of the Immortal Tree's canopy.

"Click, click!"

The sound of steel scissors opening and closing sounded in the blood mist, and in everyone's ears, it was tantamount to the requiem of the Hades Palace, and the five bandits all collapsed, screaming and screaming.

The overwhelming shells swooped down on the pheasant in the clouds like 'wings' in the sky, and the pheasants in the clouds were so frightened that the seven souls lost six souls, and tears came out of their eyes.

Don't look at Hu Yuanshan who looks fat and round like a dwarf winter melon, the reason why he is called Hu Yuanshan is because his escape method is unparalleled, in the blink of an eye, people are already in the far mountains, his empty escape method, even ordinary Jindan cultivators, it is not easy to catch him, I didn't expect that today I was actually stuck in a quagmire, and I couldn't even pull my legs away.

Hu Yuanshan stood on his feet and rose to the sky, seeing that he was about to break out of the crown of the fairy tree, and he was about to escape, and he was overjoyed.

"Tsk, Lao Tzu is going!oops!" Hu Yuanshan, who burst into the canopy of the fairy tree, suddenly exclaimed.

In the canopy of the fairy tree, all the leaves are shaking and closing, and the two leaves are combined, and they instantly become blood shells that keep closing together, and the fairy tree is full of blood shells, and there is still a leaf.

A large piece of blood shellfish fell from the crown of the fairy tree, like a butterfly covered in blood, flying in the blood mist, a pair of double bay leaves like butterfly wings, fluttering in the blood mist, between opening and closing, there was a sound of gold and stone striking, as if to bite people, the bay leaves were very hard, like flying iron mouth steel teeth.

"Ahh

"Ugh!"

"Spare your life!"

"Don't dare again!" the five bandits cried out in pain.

Hu Yuanshan fell down heavily from the crown of the fairy tree, and his whole body was full of horizontal and vertical shells, densely packed, biting on his fat body, at first glance, the pheasant in the cloud was full of blood pockets, and the pheasant in the cloud kept twitching all over his body, as if he was overpowered.

"Woo, mother, there's no thing!" Feng Jiugongzi stepped down in pain, his legs trembled, he screamed in surprise, and wept bitterly.

Yun Zhonghe had an old face, miserable, his nose was caught by a bloody shell, and he was in tears.

Ji Yuqing and the mysterious swordsman are no better, Ji Yuqing's long flying hair is full of shells, and she looks very embarrassed, and the mysterious swordsman is buried under a pile of shells, and the screams of pain have never stopped.

There are more and more blood shells flying in the air, more and more.

Immortal Lake, these three days, for the crane in the clouds, Feng Jiu, Ji Yuqing, Hu Yuanshan, the mysterious swordsman is a tormented three days, in these three days, the five evil bandits are deep in the blood mist, every part of the body is bitten by the blood shell, unable to move, deep into the bone marrow pain, what makes the five people collapse is that the imaginary infant old monster will come to take their lives at any time, in this case, the old monster does not even need to move a little finger, only one thought, they are certain to die, and some people are even ready to die.

But fortunately, three days have passed, the attack of the old monster has not come, and the blood mist has slowly dispersed, early this morning, they actually saw an old and a young monk and a middle-aged Taoist priest appear in the sky above the blue scale pond that had long been dried up, they were shocked in their hearts, and suddenly found that their bodies could actually move.

After these three days of non-stop torture day and night, they have already become frightened birds, and the slightest wind and grass will also frighten their guts, not to mention that those magic weapons in the Evil Bone Formation have already lost their mental connection with them, and their first thought after they can move is to escape, they hate why their parents didn't give them four legs, they just want to escape from this ghost place immediately, the sooner the better.

They were eight immortals who crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers, and one by one ran faster than the wind, and in just a few breaths, they disappeared among the mountains.

Xuanci Ache and Xu Lai also had no intention of chasing the bandits, what they needed to do most now was to hurry up and treat Xuanji's mother's injuries, at least to save Xuanji's mother's life.

And the fool was also trapped in the blood mist, starved by the lake for three days, and survived by the fog.

.....

At the bottom of the dry pool of the Blue Scale Pond, the old monk Xuanci and the little monk of Ache sat cross-legged in front of a huge shell like a hill, twisting the rosary in his hand with one hand, and beating the wooden fish on the ground in front of him with the other, muttering mantras in his mouth, with a solemn and solemn face, and a middle-aged Taoist standing next to him, with his palm on his chest, and his mouth was also chanting mantras.

The huge shell as big as a hill slowly opened a crack, and Mo Jiang and Haimei crawled out of the crack.

Mo Jiang crawled out of the big shell, and saw the big shell knocked and beat by the two monks and a Taoist priest opposite the big shell, and was immediately frightened by the scene in front of him.

Mo Jiang suddenly burst into tears, screaming loudly in his mouth, while throwing himself in front of the shell, crying bitterly and beating his chest.

An old man, a young man, two monks, and a Taoist priest were suddenly surprised, "Mo Jiang boy, your master is not dead yet, are you crying and mourning?"

The little monk said heartlessly.

"You're not dead! What are you two bald donkeys knocking on wooden fish, and what kind of spell are you chanting from your hairy old man?"

The behavior of two monks and a Taoist priest startled Xu Lai.

"Mother of pearl went crazy, we are reciting the Heart Sutra to Mother of pearl to suppress Mother of Pearl's demonic thoughts!"

"How is Shizun's injury?" Mo Jiang suddenly stopped crying and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Well, your master is injured in the divine soul, the injury is relatively serious, and there are signs of entering the demon, the situation is relatively bad, for the sake of today, we have to bring her back to Ningguta and place her in the yin and yang pool, the yin and yang in the yin and yang pool are mutually beneficial, which is of great benefit to the treatment of the wound of the soul of the mother-of-pearl!"