Chapter Seventy-Two
At the moment when the face of the prison changed slightly, the charming female cultivator immediately knew that it was exposed, and she knew that she could not be eroded secretly.
I saw her leaning forward with both hands, opening her mouth and spewing out clouds of pink mist.
The pink mist condensed and churned in the air, and a spirit rune flew out of the arms of the charming nuns.
At the same time, seeing that this secret passage was not good, the prison seal quickly retreated backwards.
And the spirit rune spontaneously combusted without fire in front of the charming woman's cultivation, and a breeze blew.
Instantaneous ......
The breeze turned into a violent wind, and the pink mist immediately blew towards the prison in a violent churn.
The prison was sealed and there was no time to dodge, and it was ...... in an instant. The wind swept through his body, and a pink mist enveloped his body.
He immediately raised his sleeves to cover his nose and mouth, holding his breath......
Well, a little dizzy!
Poisonous!
This mist psychedelic effect!
These thoughts flashed through Feng Prison's mind, and he shook his head to dispel those little dizziness, and soon the dizziness came up again.
Looking down, even though he closed his mouth and nose to block out most of the pink mist, there was still a little pink mist that penetrated into his skin.
The pink mist does not seem to be overly repulsive as it erodes the flesh. Such a thought flashed through him!
Retire!
It is not advisable to fight it in this pink mist.
............
"Hey, I'm still sane!"
The charming nun's good-looking willow eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she was very surprised by this scene.
Ordinary fourth-layer Qi cultivators, as long as they smell this pink mist, they will be fascinated by hallucinations.
It's ...... fast!
When the charming nun saw the foot of the prison seal, she swept away a few meters away, and thought of a possibility...... An inexplicable look flashed in her eyes.
I want to run!
The charming nun naturally would not let go of the prison seal easily, and immediately pasted a magic talisman on her body to chase towards the prison seal, but her hand was not slow at all.
The pink mist quickly condensed and became more and more dense under the charm of the woman's cultivator......
"Hmph, let's see where the Taoist friends are still running. ”
The charming female cultivator is a level higher than the Sealed Prison, and the speed of using the Divine Talisman is naturally faster.
After sealing the Prison Physique and using the Divine Talisman, the speed is at most similar to that of a charming female cultivator.
It's still a realm gap at all, and the physique may be more useful in saving lives......
For example, this pink mist erosion!
This is because he has a strong physique and resists the effect of mist, if he is replaced by other monks, I am afraid that he will be attacked from the beginning and be slaughtered by others.
But it was difficult to make a difference in the fighting between monks, and he felt this very well at this moment.
If he couldn't shake off the charming nun, those pink mist would continue to erode his mind like maggots on tarsal bones.
As time passed, visions soon began to appear in front of his eyes.
The charming nun saw that the steps of the prison were a little messy, and her face was happy.
This male cultivator has a very strong physique, is it a physical cultivation?
If this is the case, if she can use this male cultivator as a furnace to suck it dry, she may be able to break through the bottleneck of the fifth layer of Qi cultivation.
Thinking so, she subconsciously licked her lips...... It seems that he has been hungry and thirsty for a long time.
............
You can't go back again, otherwise the more you drag it on, the worse it gets.
These thoughts flashed through the prison seal's mind, and the foot was beaten!
"Bang!"
He slammed the soles of his feet on the ground, and an afterimage streaked across him.
Seeing this, the charming nun pursed her lips and chuckled, her face like a peach blossom...... Vermilion's lips opened slightly, and a mouthful of pink mist floated out in the air and condensed and collapsed.
Between breaths, the pink mist condenses into a mist needle.
The charming nun swept her gaze over the fog needle, exhaled lightly, and the pink fog needle immediately trembled......
The Pink Mist Needle blends into the pink mist and disappears without a trace!
The Pink Mist Needle blends into the pink mist and disappears without a trace!
The next moment, the fog needle disappeared in place with a humming sound.
"Whew......!"
The Pink Mist Needle pierces through the pink mist that drifts around it, and the mist is washed away to leave a streak in its path.
Straight to the prison!
"Sonorous!"
A metal clash resounded all around, and the face of the charming female cultivator who had been calm and calm finally changed greatly!