The puppets fell to the ground, their bodies still spinning on their own, making almost inaudible clicks, but no matter how much they struggled, they couldn't stand up with their hands and feet in harmony. The action was like that of a child who had not yet learned to walk, crawling on the ground with soft hands and feet. It looks weird and funny.

No one laughed, no one spoke, the wind blew the pines and cypresses, and the insects chirped in the stone crevices. Jin Yingluo stepped forward to put away the things that were in her heart, and when she saw the blood stains on her clothes, she pouted and sobbed.

After a long time, the guy who was probably controlling the puppets finally gave up his intention to let these puppets stand up, and the seven puppets stopped their seriously uncoordinated movements at the same time, lay on the ground, and said in unison: "Throw the Creation Jade Disc over, and the disciples of the Heavenly Machine Palace will collectively retreat a hundred zhang, and we will release the Heavenly Machine Ghost Bu." ”

"I'm going to see someone first and make sure he's okay. Feng Qingyan's blood surged, and he casually threw up the creation jade disc, and grabbed it in the air.

Li An boarded the cloud boat and stretched out his hand to massage and press on Feng Qingyan's big vertebral acupoint. Although Shizun looked indifferent, Li An could feel his anger and felt the need to use the method of stimulating acupuncture points to help Shizun calm his mental qi and calm his nerves.

A slight footstep sounded, and He Lianqing came out with the medicinal wine, poured a glass, and handed it to Feng Qingyan. Li An said that this medicinal wine must be taken four times a day, three glasses each time, and Feng Qingyan only drank two glasses just now.

Suddenly heard in the depths of the mountain stream, a voice smiled loudly: "You know the ability of the heavenly ghost, and I don't want to hurt him, but who has the ability to catch him unscathed?"

Li An only felt that the bottom of his hand was suddenly empty, and Feng Qingyan had disappeared in place. He galloped to the edge of the mountain stream and looked down, but saw clouds and mist, strange rocks, and bottomless.

He Lianqing flew over, overlooking the mountain stream, biting lightly, suddenly the glow flashed, the beautiful woman jumped down, and her figure disappeared into the clouds in an instant.

Jin Yingluo and Ge Tianyi also wanted to follow, but Li An had a big head and blocked them, and said solemnly: "Let Niu Huaiyi and Shang Lu go down to meet the master, this mountain stream is not big, but it is a little deep." The rest of the people worked in groups of three to surround the mountain stream with the Liangyi Tianmen Array, and not a single sparrow could be released. ”

Shang Lu gave up his hand to receive the order, observed the words and colors, and said to Jin Yingluo in a soft voice: "Little junior sister, don't worry, I will definitely save Uncle Xinxin." "He was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a round face, white and childish, and his eyes were very wide apart, looking like a big boy.

Shang Lu wanted to say something more, but Niu Huaiyi was already impatient to wait, and carried him into the air and flew into the mountain stream.

Everyone was busy, Li An took out the Taiyi Heavenly Machine Mirror, and shouted in a low voice: "Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi!" The patina on the ancient mirror was mottled and there was no response. He concentrated and meditated, extracting spiritual energy from the creation jade disc and injecting it into the Taiyi Heavenly Machine Mirror, this method was very risky, it was only a time to breathe, and Li An's meridians were like thousands of ants gnawing at them, painful and itchy.

Finally, the mirror flashed, and Mr. Jiazi came out of his head, and he was in a hurry to come out of the mirror, and his little gray pigtails were standing up like a halberd, and his hands were stretched out of the mirror. With a bitter face, he said: "I changed the wind boy's drink to a big dream for a thousand years, and I almost got drunk to death, did he let you settle accounts with me? ”

"No, the master was cursed by Mehean Chun, he was seriously injured, someone kidnapped the senior brother and asked for the jade disc of creation, that person was in the mountain stream, and the master chased him down. ”

Mr. Jiazi's eyes lit up, and the thief smiled: "It doesn't matter if the master chases down, the beauty also chases down, this is fatal, oh my heart!"

"Uncle Shi, I'm serious, they're all in danger right now. ”

"I know, the person who can catch the heart must have two hits. I'm going to help and beat them up so the Wind Boy won't blame me. The old gentleman said, dancing and disappearing into thin air.

Li An was slightly relieved, closed his eyes and breathed for a moment, Jin Yingluo walked over and said in a low voice: "On behalf of the master, the formation is arranged." Li An nodded and said, "Start the battle immediately." He thought to himself: Letting others in and out is only afraid that it will be very disadvantageous to the master. It is better to use the formation to seal the mountain stream, the combat effectiveness of our side will not be affected too much, except for the Northern Lights, everyone else will be blind, and the disciples of the Tianji Palace can also use the formation to get rid of the enemy.

Everyone worked together to cast a spell, and a colorful light rushed straight into the sky, and the surrounding scenery suddenly blurred, and everything seemed to be separated by a light veil.

After a while, a black cry came from the depths of the mountain stream and resounded for nine days. The daylight suddenly dimmed, and the three-legged golden crow circled, following the only way out of the formation at this moment, and flew into the sky, the black wings that covered the sky and the sun, casting a huge black shadow in the air. The water in the depths of the mountain stream was lifted by the hurricane and turned into a torrential downpour, which fell on the heads of the people along with the darkness.

If there is no formation protection, I am afraid that the disciples of the Heavenly Machine Palace will be blown away by this hurricane. Li An brushed away the rain in front of him, and vaguely saw several familiar figures on the back of the three-legged golden crow.

Zhang Shaoquan supported Xu Tianhe, and the disgusted old monster carried a person with the action of carrying a sack, this person was only wearing close-fitting profane clothes, his head was down, his body was swaying and hanging, and a pair of feet were bare and held in his hands by the disgusting old monster, barefoot.

Although he couldn't see the person's face, Li An still recognized it, he was a collector, and the little Taoist had a strange skeleton, which was easy to identify.

The tired old monster shook the messy hair on his head, jumped off the back of the three-legged golden crow, and threw his heart to Li An, who was helplessly knocked into a stumbling position, staggered back a few steps, and was supported by Cao Wuji. He stabilized his body and immediately stretched out his hand to take the pulse of his heart, the little Taoist priest was very weak at the moment, and there was a slight internal injury, but it was fine.

"Where's the master?"

Zhang Shaoquan saluted and said: "We didn't meet the master, we followed the traces left by Uncle Jixin all the way, chased to the valley mouth in front, was intercepted by the authorities, fought viciously, and was tired of winning the old ...... Thinking that they were guarding something, we searched around and uncovered the vines covering the trunk of the old locust tree, and saw a teenager hiding in the hollow of the tree, chanting a mantra and piercing the mahogany man with a silver needle. The Ancestor was very curious, so he snatched the child's magic weapon. ”

The old monster who is tired of winning laughs dryly, he is good at disgusting with victory, and when he sees someone casting spells in a completely different way from himself, his heart is itchy and hard to scratch, and he can't help but want to take a look. He begged for good words, but the kid didn't appreciate it, and he couldn't say it, so he had to grab it, study it for a while, and found that it was not the magic that was unique, but the child's lack of skill, so he dug a hole in the thousand-year-old locust tree, dwelled in it, and borrowed yin qi to cast spells.

He said: "I broke through the Northern Lights snooping master, and I handed over his hands, and chased all the way to the edge of this mountain stream, and suddenly my whole body tingled, just like someone pricked my acupuncture points with a needle, and after a few punctures, I was really angry, and I couldn't use any mana." The Northern Lights took all the magic weapons from me, tied them with fairy ropes, and sent people to watch me. Who knew that after a while, I suddenly got better again, broke free from the fairy rope, and went out, and I happened to meet Zhang Shaoquan and them. ”

Speaking of this, a trace of green suddenly flashed on his face, covered his chest, and coughed.

"Rest for a while, recuperate. Li An silently massaged him and helped him vomit out blood stasis. I thought, "This is the cause of goodness, the result of goodness." It is such a coincidence that he saved the old monster who was tired of winning and guided him to change his ways.

I only heard the sound of the flying sword breaking through the air, and the masters of the Nine Great Immortal Sects appeared together, He Jiong's hair was flying, soaring through the clouds, and he said loudly: "Ang Li, quickly put away the formation!"