Seven days later, Yue Peng and the other ghosts still had no news back. There is no official news from the Nanrong Dynasty.

An Xian could no longer sit still. Her eyebrows were beating harder and harder.

Dye Flame and Dye Ice are also restless. "Mother, I'm panicking. The two children hugged her, their little bodies trembling slightly. They are gods, more sensitive to danger.

Intuition tells An Xian: Yu Que is going to have an accident!

An Xian punctured his finger and forced out a drop of essence blood. She dipped her hand in essence blood and drew a swastika in the air. The swastika rotates slowly in the air. With a flick of his fingers, a drop of essence blood flew out and fell into the word. The word "swastika" is even more red!

Calm your hands turn into palms and push upwards. The blood "swastika" character was pushed out, like a Kong Ming lantern, flying higher and higher, higher and brighter, and gradually turning into a blood-red star.

A pool of merit appeared in the void, and no one could see this pool of merit except An Xian himself!

The pool is sparkling and has deep merit.

"Please listen to the heavens, I am willing to exchange my merits for the enlightenment of the heavens. Please Apocalypse, the whereabouts of Yuque, the father of my son!Please help me find him immediately!"

"Please—God—permission—"

The surface of the merit pond seems to be on fire. The ground is burning, and the merit is decreasing!

At the cost of burning merit, look for the lack of jade.

"Please listen to the heavens, I am willing to exchange my merits for the enlightenment of the heavens. Please God help me find him immediately!"

"Please—God—permission—"

The second time she prayed, she burned more merit.

However, Tranquility did not get any hints.

The sky, silent.

Rest is anxious.

Qinglan looked at the sky, unable to understand what An Xian was doing. She wondered, is this kind of prayer useful? It seems that in the past, Nanrong suffered a natural disaster in the country, and the emperor used a lot of pomp to pray to the heavens, but it was useless!

Although the dyeing of flame and ice is small, they do not lack knowledge in this area. They know what their mother is doing.

"Why is this so? Uncle is just a mortal. Dye Bing exclaimed. Dye Flame shook his head. They could see that the amount of merit consumed by their mother was far beyond the normal level.

An Xian's heart became more and more anxious. At the beginning, she searched for the hometown of more than 100 ghosts of Qu Zheng and them in this way, and she didn't consume so much merit! At that time, the instructions given by the Heavenly Dao even spanned hundreds of years!

Dye Yan said, "Could it be that my uncle is a Heavenly Blessed One?" or is it an Emperor Dao cultivator?"

For those who are blessed by God, their traces will be hidden by the Heavenly Dao, and even if they are guided by divine magic, it is difficult to find out.

Emperor Dao cultivators are people of the Mandate of Heaven, and their whereabouts are the same as those of Heavenly Dao, unpredictable. Divination of the whereabouts of Emperor Dao cultivators will be devoured by the Heavenly Dao!

Dye Bing said: "Impossible! Mother has not been counterattacked, so my uncle must not be an Emperor Dao cultivator! Uncle can't be a Heavenly Blessing." ”

Dye Yan said, "yes, there is no one as unlucky as my uncle in the world!"

An Xian didn't want to admit it, but he had to face it. "Liyu, he should be a Heavenly Forsaken!"

Dye Flame and Dye Ice have grown mouths and small faces are pale. "Mother, how can this be? Uncle, what did he do wrong?"

An Xian's eyes were red. "He's not wrong, it's heaven's wrong!

Dye Flame and Dye Ice couldn't understand their mother's words, but that didn't stop them from understanding that trying to find their uncle by burning merit would cost more than looking for a Heavenly Blessed One!

"Mother, we're here to help you!" said Dye Flame. He flicked his fingers, forced out a drop of essence blood, and summoned his own pool of merit! The merits of his previous life had been borrowed by An Xian, but his merits were still no less than those of An Xian.

"And me!" Dye Bing also forced out his essence blood and burned his merit pool.

"Please listen to the heavens, I am willing to exchange my merits for the enlightenment of the heavens. Please God help me find him immediately!"

"Please—God—permission—"

The mother and son prayed to the sky in unison.

Dye Yan suddenly asked, "Mother, did we say something wrong, isn't my uncle's name Liyu?"

An Xian said: "His real name is Yuque. The name Liyu was made up by me to deceive him. Mother, I don't want him to think about the past!"

Merit burns more and more.

Suddenly, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and a picture slowly emerged!

An Xian's mind buzzed, his body staggered, and he almost fell.

Qinglan pounced on them, holding Dyed Flame and Dye Ice in her arms, covering their eyes. The images in the sky are unsightly and inappropriate for children.

An Xian threw out the Ice Phoenix Sword, and the sword galloped away.

In the southwest, thousands of miles away from the peaceful palace, there is a cave mansion! A female monk named Jiaoyi lives there!

Jiaoyi's reputation has always been good. As a woman, she has no door or faction, and she can last until she asks about the fairyland, and it is not easy for many people to pity her.

When An Xian first came to Nanrong to settle down, Jiaoyi also came to congratulate.

Compared with the Extreme Intention Island Protector Formation, which was dozens of times worse than the Cave Protector Formation, he was beaten to pieces by An Xian's three punches and two feet.

The low-level disciples in the cave panicked and dodged. An Xian didn't have time to clean them up, so she rushed straight to the innermost secret room in the cave.

The stone gate, which is not heavy, was split out of a big hole by An Xian's sword.

"Bold!" Jiao Yiqing shouted, raised his hand, and shot several sword lights towards the door. An Xian threw the giant sword in front of him, and used it as a shield. She rushed in with her sword in her hand.

Doo doo doe!

The giant sword was punched out by Jiaoyi's sword light and made several holes, but An Xian had already arrived in front of Jiaoyi. There is a hole in the greatsword, but it is still a sword, and it is not broken. An Xian slashed out with a sword.

Jiaoyi rolled and dodged one after another, and An Xian threw the giant sword as a flying sword. Jiaoyi dodged again. An Xian picked up the Ice Phoenix Sword and brushed out the sword.

Jiaoyi was defenseless, but she was not shy, while hitting the sword light condensed by spiritual power, while dodging An Xian's attack, she said: "An Xian senior! Please wait! An Xian senior! Jiao Yi doesn't know how to offend a senior, please make it clear!"

Don't speak. She was ashamed and angry, full of anger, but she didn't even bother to scold. Scolding this kind of slut, An Xian feels insulted to himself! This kind of person who has lost the face of a female cultivator can only be killed with a sword!

Yu Que's eyes were closed. The corners of his mouth were bloodshot. His hands and legs were chained and chained in large shapes. Except for his face, he no longer has an inch of intact skin on his body. There were bloody whip marks all over his body, which was shocking! Even if he was injured like this, even if he was already unconscious, he was still in a state of euphoria. Apparently, Jiaoyi drugged him, and in large doses.

Poof—An Xian finally stabbed the giant sword into Jiaoyi's chest!

An Xian's eyes froze, and his eyebrows flashed. Her soul was out of body, and the little bride was waiting with a big red hijab.

The delicate spirit departed from the body with the death of the body. A reincarnated black hole appears in the void. Jiaoyi didn't want to give up, but when she raised her eyes and saw the little bride, she panicked and jumped into the black hole of reincarnation.