The black mist monsters swept in from all directions, even if they were remnants of their bodies that had passed away, they were still able to use some of their original spiritual power attributes, and all kinds of spiritual power flames were all over different weapons, and the sounds of fighting and angry shouts filled the space. Facing the black mist monster with murderous intent, Midori Ji was not afraid, standing there calmly and calmly, with a faint green halo on her body, without any might, unlike those fierce black mist creatures, Midorihime's bland protection seemed vulnerable.

Looking at the black mist creatures that attacked one by one, Midorihime's eyes were full of sadness, and her soft voice carried a hint of pathos, and she sighed softly, "Dust to dust, dust to earth, since it has returned, let's disperse." ”。

Midori Ji drew the lotus seal by hand, and sang obscure notes in her mouth. Although the three Su Fang couldn't understand Lu Ji's singing, it didn't prevent them from indulging in the beautiful notes. A green wicker in the green lotus seal gradually took shape, pinched on the lotus seal in the right hand, and the left hand was still chanting the mantra seal. The singing in his mouth suddenly rushed and then flattened, and finally gradually calmed down, until the voice disappeared, and when Midorihime was singing, no matter how many attacks those black mist monsters attacked, they couldn't break the seemingly lifeless green light mask on Midorihime's surface.

"Whatever you did in life, you should no longer be driven after you die. Maybe there are good and evil among you. Today, I will send you to reincarnation and get out of the sea of suffering. ”

Midorihime's voice began to hurry, removing the green halo on her body, and those black mist monsters were able to approach Midorihime, and in the face of these pervasive attacks, Midorihime simply threw out the wicker. The wicker is like having eyes, every time it is clicked, it will touch the eyebrows of a black fog monster, and every black fog monster that has been hit by a wicker screams in pain, and the black fog around him is messy, and finally with a bang, the black fog bursts open, turning into a puff of black smoke into the air.

Midorihime's movements became faster and faster, and countless black mist monsters were hit one by one, and then turned into puffs of black smoke one by one. As time passed, the black smoke in mid-air accumulated more and more, and the black fog monsters on the ground were disappearing one by one. If it was repeated for an hour, or half a day had passed, as the last black fog monster rose into the air and turned into black smoke, Midorihime put away the wicker in her hand with a little breath, and after doing all this, it was also a big burden for Midorihime, and it could be seen that Midorihime's face was obviously a lot paler, for Midorihime, all this was done not only to consume energy, but also to consume more mental energy, if it was just to eliminate those black fog monsters, it might only need to consume part of Midorihime's energy, but, what Midorihime had to do was not simply to eliminate them, but to surpass them。 After all, the predecessor of these black mist monsters, but the clansmen of Midorihime, since they are called the Virgin Green Ji Niangniang by the clansmen, it can be seen that Midorihime's heart is revealed.

The tall black shadow, which is the so-called Venerable Lord, did not make the next move after Midorihime did all this, but looked at the black smoke in the air with complicated eyes, sighed, and didn't know if it was said to Midorihime, or to himself, or to the rolling black smoke in mid-air, and said in a hoarse voice, "Relief." ”。

The black smoke condensed in mid-air began to flutter violently, and from time to time, different breaths began to splash down in that black smoke, suddenly hideous and terrifying, suddenly hateful and resentful, and suddenly helpless, containing the five emotions of life's joy, anger, sorrow and fear, quickly changed from the black smoke. The various emotional fluctuations that gushed out from time to time, if the boiling wooden blocks fell into the lake, causing ripples, and were infected by the emotions sprinkled in mid-air, the mood of the three Su Fang was also uncontrollably slightly affected, perhaps because of the distance away, although they felt a little uncomfortable in their hearts, but it could not really affect the three Su Fang.

All kinds of mood swings are becoming more and more intense. Until a certain point, perhaps a breathing time, or a century has passed, the black smoke has subsided. And in that black smoke, a little green began to appear, and the green light was like sunlight piercing through the darkness and penetrating the black fog. The green light that runs through the black fog has changed from one or two places to everywhere, and the green light breaks the black smoke, and the place where the black smoke was originally located, there is a bubbling green, and the dazzling green light replaces the black smoke. In the area where the green mang was located, the sound of singing began to sound one after another, like fairy music, and like a leading Sanskrit chant, and the green light sprinkled down, making the original cold and damp space become warm and melting.

In that green light, a figure flickered, they were animals or orcs, also with human form, their eyes looked at the green Ji pointed by the green light, their eyes were full of gratitude and relief, and there was a strong reluctance. Among them, there were many humanoid creatures, more or less a richer green than the others, and they waved their hands in the direction where Midori Ji was, as if to say something, but no sound came out.

Among them, only Midorihime seemed to be feeling a slight bow, and muttered "Goodbye." ”。

Where the green light was, a bright golden light suddenly appeared. Gradually enveloping all the figures in mid-air, all the figures shrouded in it, the figure was gradually absorbed by the golden light gate, and the figure gradually faded.

"Thank you, mother. ”

"Thank you, Green Lady. ”

"Goodbye, mother. ”

"Farewell Patriarch. ”

......

This is either a voice of thanks or goodbye, only Midori Ji can hear, Midori Ji looked at the clansmen who gradually disappeared into the golden light gate with a smile in her eyes, and her mood became much calmer, and the mood that was originally disturbed by the emerging memories also faded a lot with the departure of the golden light gate.

Midorihime turned to the direction of the tall black shadow and bowed her head, thanking, "Thank you, Lord for your success." ”。

The tall black shadow was silent for a moment, and sighed softly, "I owe them." ”。

Both of them were silent for a while, but the calm was broken by a tall black shadow, and a low and hoarse voice shouted, "Come on, let's have a good fight." ”。

Midorihime bowed her head slightly and made a gesture of please.

This time, the tall black shadow did not summon any black mist or black smoke, but quickly approached Midorihime at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye, holding the blood-drinking knife in both hands, and the sound of breaking the wind was piercing and terrifying. Midorihime's eyes also became solemn, Midorihime chanted softly in her mouth, her body shook slightly, and in an instant, countless arms appeared around Midorihime, each arm held a weapon, and all kinds of weapons were held in her hands, only two arms were empty and had spell marks, and her mouth continued to chant, and her hands kept changing.

Although the figure of the Venerable Lord could not be seen with the naked eye, the aftermath of that spread still left a series of knife marks on the ground or on the mountain wall in the distance. From time to time, the aftermath swept to the three Su Fang who were guarding behind the clover, and every trace left a shallow mark on the clover. Looking at the aftermath that was close at hand, the three of them on the Su side were all apprehensive.

Lan Mei dared to touch the marks left on the clover, but was injured by the terrifying knife intent remaining on the traces. Fortunately, Qin Chuan found out in time, otherwise Lan Mei's arm might have been cut off by the knife intent.

Qin Chuan glared at Lan Mei and warned, "Xiaomei, are you crazy?The knife marks left by the sub-saint-level powerhouse are something you can touch?If I hadn't protected you in time, your arm would have been gone, do you know?!".

Lan Mei looked at the bloody wound on her arm that looked like she had been cut by a knife, her eyes were a little dull, and she muttered in a low voice, "It's terrible." How could it be so terrifying. ”。

Looking at Lan Mei's appearance, Qin Chuan had a headache and a little distress, gently hugged Lan Mei and bandaged Lan Mei's wound. After a few more words of comfort, seeing that Lan Mei's mood was gradually improving, he continued, "This is the powerhouse of the sub-saint level, this is their terrible thing, any attack contains a terrible will, they have been able to borrow a little bit of the power of heaven and earth, and between their gestures, they all exude great power." Xiaomei, and Su Fang. Seeing the horror of such a strong person, we can't just be in awe and fear. Rather, we should take them as our role models, and we will not be able to become one of them in the future. Believe in yourself, and with our talents, we can do it. ”。

Qin Chuan's words were like a seed that had entered the ground, taking root in the hearts of Lan Mei and Su Fang, and gradually growing and growing as their cultivation progressed.