All the strong people are speculating, whose treasure is that enlightenment gourd?

And all the little friars were wondering what had happened, why couldn't they see the evil spirits, why had all the black fog gathered in the air?

Is this black fog about to condense into a terrifying super evil boss?

Although it was night, everyone could clearly see the huge pitch-black grinding disc in the air, especially the rich evil aura condensed in the air, which was too conspicuous.

Except for those powerhouses who dared to stretch their divine consciousness out of the black mist, the other minor monks didn't know what was going on at all, and they could only secretly 'exchange heads'.

And as the suction and rotation power in the black fog became greater and stronger, those strong people did not dare to easily extend their divine sense into the black fog.

They found that the whirling force in the black mist was getting stronger and stronger, and even their divine consciousness was sucked up, as if it was about to swallow their divine consciousness into it.

"Senior brother, do you know what happened? Why does the evil cult no longer appear, is it brewing a more powerful evil leader?"

Xiao Wuxian stayed by Jun Bu's side and secretly communicated with him.

Several other people also took their divine senses over and watched silently as Jun did not give up.

Jun Buqi shook his head, "How can I know this! I guess only those strong people will know, go back and ask Master and his old man!"

After a pause, he complained again, "I don't know if with Master's current cultivation, he is qualified to know about this!"

Mu Jiuge rolled his eyes at Jun Buqi a little speechlessly, "Don't underestimate Master!"

Jun Buqi chuckled: "It's not that I underestimate Master and his old man, but even Master Mo, it is estimated that in front of those strong people, he also has no right to know." ”

Yes, this time it was Mo Changgeng's turn to give him a roll of his eyes, "Just say it, what is my father doing if you have nothing to do?"

Wen Liang smiled: "If you have a chance to turn around, I will ask my master." ”

Among them, only his master Yetian has this qualification.

Although Yetian is their junior disciple, it is an indisputable fact that when it comes to the outside world, Yetian's cultivation is more likely to be respected by others.

I don't know how long it took, the strong were curious, and the weak were trembling.

The weak always think that this may be a stronger counterattack brewing by the evil army, and only the strong know that things have taken a wonderful turn.

And Jun Bu, who was forced to be behind the scenes, was speechless and choked, but on the surface, he still had to pretend to be 'I don't know' to show people.

In this way, all the minor friars waited tremblingly for almost half an hour before they understood what had happened.

Because the original black grinding clouds disappeared, there was only a huge gourd in the air with a white surface and a dark belly.

The outline of this white gourd, in the dark night, is so vivid that everyone can see it as soon as they look up.

What everyone didn't expect was that this white-looking gourd was slowly falling from the air at this time, and finally smashed into the ground and smashed out of a sinkhole.

The little gourd spirit, who already has the appearance of five or six years old, is lying on the gourd plug and falling asleep at this time, already looking unconscious.

Jun Buqi felt that the little gourd spirit was really a little too much this time, knowing that he would be able to hold on, it didn't know how to restrain at all, so blatantly and without scruples appeared in front of everyone, did he want to rebel against him?

Fortunately, just when all the strong people swept their divine consciousness towards this huge gourd, this huge gourd suddenly disappeared.

It was as if someone had erased it out of thin air, and no matter how much everyone's divine sense scanned it, they couldn't find the slightest shadow of it.

Seeing this situation, I have been worried, my heart is about to jump out of my throat, and I feel that the baby is going to leave me, and I am finally relieved.

Luckily, this guy hasn't gone completely crazy yet.

Others, on the other hand, were stunned, as if they had lost a treasure.

"The fetish hides itself! This is really a fetish!"

Someone sighed softly, and in the light sigh, there was a very obvious unwillingness.

No one laughed at this man, because this man spoke the minds of all the strong.

If you can have such a divine thing, why should you worry about this evil thing?

There was silence as many people began to look at each other.

Is the war over?

Looks like it's really over!

Countless minor friars were stunned, and then some wept with joy, while others hugged each other.

Xiao Wuxian is also the one who takes the opportunity to embrace Jun and never give up.

At this time, even people who don't usually smile will involuntarily exude a knowing smile, just like Mo Changgeng's eldest brother Mo Tianxing.

They also have a sense of the aftermath of the catastrophe.

But at this moment, a voice came from the air, "The war is not completely over, everyone has taken action and advanced the defense line in the direction of the Evil Dragon Mountain Range......"

This voice brought all the excited monks back to reality.

Xiao Wuxian wondered, "It's not over yet?"

Mu Qingning, who was beside Mu Jiuge, said very calmly: "The previous artifact only swallowed the evil fog on the periphery, the source of the evil fog is the Evil Dragon Mountain Range, if we fail to seal the source of the evil fog, the war will never end." ”

Mu Jiu Ge also sighed lightly, "In the past, every time the evil rebellion ended, it was the evil cult that retreated to the Evil Dragon Mountain Range on its own, and we human cultivators never dared to go there easily, nor did we know where the source of those evil cults was. Everyone only knows that evil riots come once every thousand years or so, and it is completely based on the mood of those evil spirits. ”

Wen Liang smiled: "Maybe this time we have a chance to find out, and then completely seal it up." At that time, it may be possible to completely solve the source of the evil riots in Yuezhou. ”

Mo Changgeng also smiled and said: "If this problem can really be completely solved, then I really have to thank that artifact." Without it, we'd all be working hard for it!"

Xiao Wuxian silently glanced at the little broken bird on his shoulder, and silently communicated with it, "Xiao Xuanxuan, why do you say that everyone is an immortal soldier, why is there such a big gap between you?"

The little broken bird opened his beak, not knowing how to refute the little master's dislike, do you want to reply: everyone is a monk, why is there such a big gap between them?

But in this way, although he complained about the little master, he also admitted that he couldn't do it!

It suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and thought of the words of the stingy former master, "There is a specialization in the art industry, that's all! What I am good at is tackling tough problems head-on, and what it is good at is dealing with evil spirits, and we have a different division of labor." If you really want me to kill, I can easily kill countless evil spirits, but I don't have the ability to absorb evil mist! ”

Little Broken Bird felt that he had given a perfect answer.