Chapter 67: Good Calculation

In the darkness, several golden rays of light lit up like the first sun, shining on Mu Qingzi's soul, which was extremely dazzling.

Mu Qingzi didn't know why, turned his head to look at it, and there was a word faintly visible from the source of the golden light.

"Xiu, why is there a Xiu character here?" Mu Qingzi muttered.

Suddenly, Mu Qingzi's soul let out an extremely terrible scream, and the originally milky white soul seemed to be poured on the hot stove at this moment, and countless green smoke came out. The color gradually turned from white to gold, and in an instant, Mu Qingzi's spirit stood in place without a look.

As if breaking the shell, Mu Qingzi's golden body soul cracked countless cracks, and a huge yellow soul gradually revealed from inside.

Ye An looked around a little confused, at this time, the huge golden word "Xiu" was still hanging high in his sea of consciousness, and after a little speculation, he felt that he was about to be devoured, and now he was able to break out of Mu Qingzi's soul unharmed, and it was very likely that it was related to the mysterious exercises.

The soul was no longer imprisoned, and as soon as his mind moved, Ye An suddenly opened his eyes and regained control of himself.

Looking at Mu Qingzi who was staring at the opposite side with godless eyes, and a grim smile was still fixed on his face, Ye An felt a sense of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

When he faced the Blood Red Dao people, he had the power of a blow given by Zhou Shixian to save his life, and in the face of the angry blow of the Ning Dan monk and the old demon, he also had a miniature teleportation formation given by the master to escape on the spot.

Ye An sighed with some emotion, if he hadn't gotten the jade talisman of cultivating words in the Demon Fish Lake in the Sunset Forest back then, then the mysterious exercises would not have been imprinted in his mind, and even if he had more spirit stones and magic weapons for today's matter, it would be useless, and he would definitely end up with the soul being destroyed and completely taken away by Mu Qingzi.

These thoughts just flashed through Ye An's mind in an instant, this place is a bad place, and the fighting method between himself and Mu Qingzi just now is not small, and all distractions at this time may be killed at any time.

The spiritual sense broke out of the body, and Ye An cautiously guarded the surroundings, but the next moment he was stunned in disbelief.

Ye An's spiritual sense can detect the range of 1,300 zhang around, and the power of his ears and eyes seems to be clearer than just now, and everything around him is clear.

Retracting his gaze from a distance, Ye An's face regained his calm, although he couldn't figure it out for a while, it must be related to the mysterious exercises in his mind.

Feeling the rainbow light of dozens of hurried arrivals not far away, Ye An reached forward with his right hand and gently took off Mu Qingzi's storage bag.

Fang Hai's face was uncertain and he was pacing back and forth on the high mountain, Tian Buyi was also frowning slightly at the moment, suddenly he suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance, Fang Hai also stopped, and said with joy: "Ye An is still alive, as long as he takes off Mu Qingzi's storage bag, then he is the winner of this hunting ground!"

Tian Buyi also smiled, but then he frowned, and said puzzledly: "What are Ye An doing standing there in a daze, why don't you do it, could it be that Sun Ji didn't tell him the way to win in the end?"

Fang Hai's face was cold, and his divine sense suddenly sank into the communication jade talisman, and he roared angrily: "If Ye An fails to return victoriously this time, the old man is the only one who asks!"

Sun Ji in the distance held the communication jade talisman and wanted to cry without tears.

Tian Buyi's face sank, knowing that this was the most dangerous moment, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, go!" The figures of the two suddenly disappeared in place.

Ye An followed Sun Ji's method of finally confirming victory, and as soon as he took the storage bag in his hand, he felt as if there was an invisible barrier disappearing between heaven and earth, and at the same time, thousands of Ning Dan monks suddenly landed around.

And two Ning Dan monks suddenly appeared beside him, one with gray hair and an old face, and the other was dressed in black and exuding evil energy, and after a closer look, both of them had the waist card of the disciple of the True Ming Sect on their waists, and Ye An finally put his mind at ease.

Tian Buyi looked around at the monks of the same rank, feeling the pressure he had never felt before, and said coldly: "Why, my disciple Ye An of the True Ming Sect has won this victory, aren't all fellow Daoists here to celebrate us?"

A long-eyebrow monk said in a loud voice in the distance: "Your disciple of the True Ming Sect is a step ahead, and I have nothing to say." But Ye An's murderous aura is too heavy, and no one who has seen him in this hunting ground is alive, and this matter has been clearly seen by us! A total of four hundred and seventy-one disciples of the sect have fallen into his hands, and he has to give an explanation to all Daoists no matter what!"

Tian Buyi looked at the long-eyebrow monk with a calm gaze, squinted his eyes and said: "Jin Old Monster, it's not that I, Tian Buyi, laughed at you, with your Ruoxiao sect of a Manchu sect and a monk in the early stage of Ning Dan, even if you take the Spirit Infant Grass, I am afraid that you will not be blessed, and the disciples sent will die if they die, why are you unwilling!"

Old Monster Jin's face sank, and he was just about to speak, when he heard Fang Hai's disdainful tone: "Noise!" As he spoke, with a flick of his fingers, a shimmering mud pill suddenly shot out of his hand.

Jin Laowei's face changed, he took out a giant umbrella that was red as a whole, and shouted: "You Zhenming Sect don't deceive people too much!"

The giant umbrella suddenly opened towards the mud pill, and under the mana of the golden old monster, the giant umbrella rotated rapidly in mid-air, forming a huge barrier, and the mud pill flashed a dazzling light when it was submerged in it, followed by the sound of the magic weapon shattering, and the golden old monster didn't even scream, and his body fell down, and the incredible color on his face was solidified.

Fang Hai swept over all the Ning Dan cultivators at a glance and said in a sonorous voice: "This is the attitude of my True Ming Sect!"

The Ning Dan Cultivator of Feihong Valley looked at Fang Hai with a jealous face, and said in a low voice: "Aren't Fang Daoyou afraid of causing public anger?" As soon as the words fell, more than a thousand Ning Dan Monks looked at Fang Hai with unkind faces.

Tian Buyi and Ye An were also extremely nervous at this time, and even Ye An's hands were sweat stains, and he didn't even have the slightest chance of surviving among the Ning Dan monks.

Fang Hai's eyes were full of murderous intent and looked around a group of monks who were silent, and after a long time, they suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, their right hand was empty, and the storage bag in Ye An's hand fell into his hand, and he said loudly: "Isn't it just for this thing?" The old man is here now, if someone dares to speak, the old man of the Spirit Infant Grass will give it to that person on behalf of the sect! But if you want to grab it," Fang Hai snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "The old man is really not afraid of anyone present!"

For a moment, all the Ning Dan monks were in a commotion, looking at the storage bag in Fang Hai's hand with longing, but it was extremely strange that no one stepped forward.

Ye An was overjoyed and relieved, the secret path Fang Hai was really calculating.