The Purple Moon Miasma Mother, who had lost her Pixiu thoughts, suddenly turned into an ordinary miasma, although the toxicity was not reduced, but she lost her control of the divine thoughts, and she just stood motionless on the two of them.

"This poisonous mist can't hurt the soul, and it's extremely light, which is just right for me to practice the method of exorcism. Ning Shi's spirit realized it and tried to manipulate it.

Ning Shi first tried to attach his mind to the miasma, and then his thoughts flew slightly. Sure enough, the body formed by the divine soul sank.

"Why is it so heavy. Ning Shi frowned.

The dusty miasma alone made Ning Shi feel as hard as carrying a stone lion of more than five hundred catties.

After some attempts, Ning Shi had a slight understanding of this realm, it turned out that objects without meridians and acupuncture points were like dead meat, and naturally heavier than human flesh. Although Ning Shi's understanding is a bit one-sided, it can be regarded as on the right path, but it is not deep enough.

Ning Shi thought as he drove the miasma to the side. As a result, it took a long time to expel a cubic meter of miasma to the outside of the miasma! Even so, he was already exhausted and out of breath.

Under the moon, Ning Shi stood by the waterhole to rest, because of the purple moon miasma, his spirit looked purple and crystal clear, and it was extremely beautiful.

At this moment, a few bubbles surged out of the small pool, and suddenly there was a boom, and a fishy fish monster jumped out.

Before Ning Shi could react, all the mist on his body had been eaten by the fish monster in his mouth!

Ning Shi's divine soul suddenly felt light, and instantly floated into the void.

Ning Shi was really taken aback, and at this moment, by the moonlight, he looked down and saw a very hideous big fish falling on the shore. The fish monster has a snow-white belly, a plate armor on its back, a mouth like a crocodile, and its eyes are blood-red with a membrane, narrowed into a thin slit, and looks extremely evil. The fish monster has huge spines and fins underneath it, proving that it has a strong jumping power.

After swallowing the highly poisonous Purple Moon Miasma, the monster fish's bones quickly softened and could no longer jump back into the water.

"You strange fish, cruel, you just ate a tiger, and now you want to eat people, what a retribution!" Ning Shi looked at the weak strange fish, floating in the air and scolded.

After a while, the strange fish began to rot.

Ning Shi saw a chill down his spine, and secretly frightened: "This purple moon miasma is really too vicious, and this big fish divine thought is also quite powerful, if you let it go, I'm afraid it won't be long before a purple moon miasma with a divine soul that harms the world!"

Thinking of this, Ning Shi's eyes suddenly became murderous, and he looked at the ferocious monster fish and said, "That's it, you have also been punished, so I will give you a good time!"

Hearing Ning Shi's words, the painful strange fish unexpectedly showed a trace of gratitude in his eyes humanely.

Ning Shi didn't hesitate any longer, grabbed his hands in the void, and suddenly a bloody fork came out.

Ning Shi raised the blood fork high in the air and shouted, "Go!"

The fork was like an arrow that broke through the air, and it was ferociously inserted into the brain of the big fish!

Of course, this blood fork is just an illusion, but it is actually inserted into the soul of the big fish.

With the insertion of the blood fork, streams of fishy poisonous gas gushed out from the fish's mouth, and these mist seemed to be trying to escape, but none of them could escape.

There is no end to the sea of blood.

The monstrous sea of blood rumbled against the shore, and the poisonous gas and the painful thoughts of the strange fish were quickly sucked away by the blood fork.

"Could it be that miasma can also be absorbed?" Ning Shi stepped forward and pulled out his fork, dragging the strange fish's thoughts into the air, and suddenly his heart moved, wanting to see if he could purify the miasma, so he took the blood fork and stretched it into the purple moon miasma.

As a result, the fog is still fog, and the blood fork is still the blood fork.

Ning Shi smiled bitterly and took the blood fork. "It seems that the thought is too beautiful, the spirit and the entity, it is indeed incomparable. ”

Looking at the purple miasma lingering in front of him, Ning Shi was a little worried: "How can this be good? It stands to reason that this miasma contains highly poisonous, I should collect some of it, maybe it will come in handy in the future." But this thing is too vicious to use. After some ideological struggle, Ning Shi gritted his teeth and gave up this plan.

After all, the Dao Heart was still transparent, he no longer hesitated, and quickly absorbed the pure thoughts he had just obtained, and the realm of repelling things went further, and he was already able to drive the mist in a small area.

Then, little by little, he drove the miasma towards the bonfire, and as soon as it met the bonfire, the miasma quickly turned gray and black.

Although he can only drive one square meter at a time, fortunately, Ning Shi persevered, and when he was tired, he used the Heavenly Transformation to absorb the aura and restore the soul. Once recovered, the miasma was driven. Once, twice, three times......

For a whole night, Ning Shi finally cleaned up this purple moon miasma.

At this time, the sky was white, and Ning Shi dragged his tired soul back, and then took out a torch from the bonfire and threw it on the dead fish. I don't know if it's because of the purple moon miasma, but as soon as the torch touches the corpse of the dead fish, it burns fiercely.

Duanmu Xiongchuan fought against the Purple Moon Miasma all night, consuming a lot of qi and blood, and he has not woken up yet. Ning Shi was quite worried, so he took out the coix poison pill from his clothes and gave it to him, and then dragged his heavy body to sleep.

The surroundings were calm again, but the big burning fish not far away had a strange appearance, and in the firelight, the brilliance shone, as if there was some treasure hidden in the belly of the fish......

......

Endless darkness enveloped the land, with no sun, no moon, and no stars.

Ning Shi walked on the desolate street, the crane foot lamp in his hand exuded a dim light, the lamp oil had bottomed out, and he only relied on burning the wick in exchange for a glimmer of light. Seeing that even a little bit of light in this zuihou was about to be swallowed up by the darkness, Ning Shi was anxious.

"Anyone?" Ning Shi shouted.

The sound waves came out of the air and shook the flames, which made a familiar crackling sound, indicating that they had burned to the point of oil.

"Don't make a sound, damn boy, it's zuihou's light. A nervous voice came, as if afraid of extinguishing the flames, and a pair of shriveled hands covered Ning Shi's mouth.

Ning Shi subconsciously took the crane foot lamp and shone it to the side.

It was an old face that looked like a skeleton, and strangely there were no eyebrows or hair on his face.

The light of the fire reflected on his face, which seemed to make him extremely excited, and he widened his eyes and asked, "Can you see me?" The old skeleton face was very excited, and as he spoke, he deliberately lowered his chin, and withdrew his hand to his mouth, as if he was afraid that his breath would blow out the faint flame of the crane foot lamp.

Below, there are many people whispering: "We can see it, we can see that you look like this." ”

Hearing this chaotic sound, Ning Shi, who was holding the oil lamp, slowly moved the crane foot lamp, and Xiangxia shone it away.

It turned out that there were a lot of people gathered below, and these people were very strange, they were all undressed, so they were naked, and people were crowded. Men and women, young and old, have no hair or beard.

When the fire hits their faces, they will excitedly lower their voices and say to the people around them, "Look at me, look at what I look like!"

The light shone on a man with a beard under his neck.

A girl beside him quickly pounced, pulled off the beard that was not long, took it like a treasure, and lightly sent it to Ning Shi, and then put the beard into the lamp.

Everyone looked happy, as if this insignificant beard could give them a glimmer of hope!

Ning Shi looked at the old man who covered his mouth just now, the old man seemed to understand what Ning Shi meant, and said in a low voice: "Everything that can be burned is burned, this is the light of shijie on zuihou." After speaking, the old man thought about it again and said, "It's in your hand." ”

Countless pairs of eyes reflecting the light of the oil lamp looked at Ning Shi with hope, and they all lowered their voices and said, "It's in your hands." ”

Ning Shi looked at the people around him with eager faces, and asked in confusion, "What am I ...... Where?"

"You're in the night, we're all in the night. A voice that was far away from Ning Shi came faintly.

Ning Shi suddenly felt his body shake a few times, and then the whole shijie shook with him, but no one fled, still looking at Ning Shi. Just now, the girl who plucked the beard said, "Remember, the light of zuihou, it is in your hands......"

"Shi'er, Shi'er, Shi'er!" As a call came, Ning Shi flew into the sky with a crane foot lamp, getting farther and farther away from this group of people. Everyone below threw their heads up and shouted, "Don't ......"

"What are you talking about?" I can't hear clearly...... Ning Shi opened his eyes and shouted loudly.

Ning Shi woke up suddenly, and found that he was holding a hand the size of a pu fan in his hand, and a man with three scratches on his face was looking at him with concern, holding a bowl of hot soup in his hand.

"Good boy, you're finally awake. Duanmu Yukawa said happily.

Seeing the person in front of him clearly, Ning Shi put his mind at ease, and then looked at the surrounding scene, it was no longer on the shore of the lake, and what happened to Zuihou that he could remember was that he used the method of expelling things to drive the purple moon miasma to the bonfire and burn it all.

"Uncle, where am I, what's the matter?" Ning Shi found himself in an empty cave, where the bonfire was burning quietly, and in the iron pot on the bonfire, the medicinal soup was tumbling, exuding bursts of medicinal fragrance.