Although the black-clothed left envoy was mentally damaged, she was not physically injured, so it didn't seem to be a difficult thing for her to leave. But just as her body flew up, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared behind her, and a pitch-black chain was thrown towards her body. Seeing the black chain, the black-clothed left envoy exclaimed: "Hundred ghosts trapped in the god chain, how is it possible?"

Although this Hundred Ghosts Trapped God Array is not refined by the black-clothed Zuo Envoy herself, but she has already been clear about the prohibition in this Trapped God Array, and it can be said with certainty that she has used this formation perfectly. But she never expected that this formation, which had always been her imperial envoy, would attack her at this time. And as soon as he made a move, it was one of the most powerful changes in this formation, a chain of trapped gods formed by the convergence of a hundred ghosts' yin qi. Not to mention that her mind is shaking now, even when her mind is not damaged, it will be difficult for her to escape from this chain of hundred ghosts trapped in the gods.

The chain instantly shrouded the body of the black-clothed left envoy, and under the suppression of the chain, the black-clothed left envoy fell to the ground violently. She let out a deep sigh, and was just about to run the spell when a fist slammed into her abdomen. This punch was full of violent power, and the moment the fists collided, the magic trick that had been prepared was instantly scattered.

Fang Ling's eyes were full of blood red at this time, although the hundreds of Silent Extinguishing Needles had been caught by his immovable Vajra body, but the strange aura was still running in his body. This breath devoured the aura in his body, making his already somewhat tired mind even more fragile. At this moment, Fang Ling had a feeling that he would faint at any time.

You have reached the point of life and death, and if you do, it will be a dead end. As long as you kill this black-clothed left envoy, you can live!

The ** who survived, roared wildly in Fang Ling's heart. His fist, like a raging storm, kept hitting the body of the black-clothed left envoy.

"Bang bang bang!" Fang Ling himself didn't know how many punches he had punched. His consciousness was blurred in the flick of his fist. In this blur, the only thing he saw was a cold and beautiful face, which was made a lot bigger by his punch. Ultimately. Fang Ling, who seemed to have exhausted all his strength, fainted heavily.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Ling woke up from his slumber, he didn't open his eyes immediately, but wanted to use his divine sense to take a look at his surroundings. But before he could activate his divine sense, a huge pain made his eyes darken.

If it weren't for the perseverance of the reincarnation training on the way to find immortals, Fang Ling would definitely faint this time. He gritted his teeth, trying to keep himself awake. After all, he didn't know if the black-clothed left envoy was killed by himself, and he was sober earlier. He'll be able to get a head start.

After a while, Fang Ling opened his eyes, and he realized that he was not on that barren mountain. He was in a stone house. The hut was only two zhang square, except for the stone collapse where he was lying. There are only two stone piers and a stone table. This is supposed to be a monk's cave, who got himself here? Also, the black-clothed left envoy, I don't know what happened now.

A thirst in his mouth made Fang Ling want to drink water, he struggled to stand up, but felt his body. As if it wasn't his own, he wasn't under his own control at all.

"Let's go!" During the struggle, a jade bowl was smashed to the ground by Fang Ling. The crisp sound is particularly loud in the silence of the space. The closed stone door was gently pushed open, and a middle-aged Taoist who looked to be in his fifties walked in with a smile: "Has this little friend come to his senses?"

Although this person is not young. But the whole person seems to be extremely energetic. Between walking, it gives people a feeling of floating out of the dust. However, through the Qi Hope Technique, Fang Ling couldn't even see this person's cultivation for a while. This is at least a Jindan real person, right? Although Fang Ling was injured now, the monk of the same level as him was in a glance. He still recognizes it. Whether it was a blessing or a curse, Fang Ling still stood up quickly and said respectfully: "Thank you seniors for saving your life." ”

"Hey, I'm a cultivator, saving someone's life is originally a normal thing, not to mention that we are still Taoist friends who cultivate together. The man waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Xiaoyou, you have been hit by the Silence Needle, although it has been suppressed by the two Red Fire Pills of the Poor Dao, the residual poison is still in the body, and it is best to breathe now." ”

Fang Ling nodded and said, "Thank you senior, may I ask the senior with a high surname?"

"You call me Fuxuzi. As the man spoke, he picked up a jade cup and handed it to Fang Ling: "There is some stone milk in this cup, which is very effective for Xiaoyou's injuries, Xiaoyou will drink it and then use mana." ”

Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Ling drank the stone milk into his stomach. It's not that he has no defense against this floating void, but he has been in a coma for so long, if the floating void wanted to secretly use tricks against him, he would have already stayed on his body, and now he is on guard again, not only does it not have any effect, but it also makes people laugh at it.

With the cool stone milk in his mouth, Fang Ling felt that the bottom of his tongue was full of relish, and a steaming heat rose from his heart. Fang Ling, who had performed the Blood Burning Technique, was in need of such a treasure to recuperate at this time, so he immediately thanked the Daoist, and sat cross-legged on the stone collapse, putting his Pei Yuan Gong into operation.

Fu Xuzi looked at Fang Ling, who was only surrounded by billowing mist for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face, this was not the frank smile that Fang Ling saw just now, but a satisfied and weird smile. Fang Ling, who was doing the exercises, naturally couldn't see the smile that Fu Xuzi showed.

After nine hundred and eighty-one weeks, Fang Ling's face became rosy. The divine consciousness that was about to feel distressed as soon as it was run has also improved, although it is not like the three-mile range at the beginning, but the tiger in the divine consciousness has already recondensed its form. However, this tiger is much bleaker than before.

"Huh?" Fang Ling's brows suddenly furrowed after he looked inside his Divine Sense. He is now in the second vein of his own governor, and he has been given a strange ban. This prohibition didn't seem to have any effect on his body, but as long as he touched it slightly, his mana would have a strange backlash.

This is...... One thought after another suddenly made Fang Ling sweat a little. At this moment, the voice of the floating void suddenly sounded in his ears: "Since Daoist friends have already cultivated to the fullest, please go to the hall." ”

Fang Ling immediately put away the trace of doubt in his heart and walked out of the stone room quickly. When he walked into the hall, which was not too big, Fu Xuzi was talking to a person, and when he saw Fang Ling walking in, he smiled and waved his hand and said, "Fellow Daoist sit here." ”

After Fang Ling thanked Fu Xuzi, he looked towards the other person. And at this time, that person also looked at him fiercely, and in his angry eyes, it was as if there was an endless flame, burning Fang Ling into ashes.

This is a woman, dressed in a black robe, which makes her nine points more cold. In Qudu City, Fang Ling had also seen a lot of beauties, but whether it was the county lord of Qingyi or Cheng Xiaolian, they were slightly inferior by three points in front of this woman. Not only because of the looks, but also because of the temperament. This woman's face should be more beautiful if it wasn't a little fatter. Although Fang Ling was not very good at women, he couldn't help but comment on the woman at this time.

"Hmph!" a cold snort sounded from the woman's nose. When Fang Ling heard this, he also sobered up from his evaluation of the woman's appearance. He glanced at the woman again, and immediately determined the identity of the woman: the black-clothed left envoy, this woman is the black-clothed left envoy who makes himself desperate.

No wonder I felt that this woman's face was a little uncoordinated, it turned out to be caused by myself. Thinking of his punches and kicks before he fell unconscious, Fang Ling believed that the woman's previous appearance should be even more inconsistent than now.

"Hehe, two fellow Daoists, for the sake of poor Dao's face, please put aside the grievances between each other first. Just as the black-clothed left envoy stretched out his hand and began to touch the small Qiankun bag on his waist, the floating void said lightly.

Although the black-clothed left envoy was unwilling, he finally said respectfully: "The senior's orders, how dare the little girl disobey." ”

"The two of you have achieved foundation building at a young age, and you are rare geniuses in all sects, and it is really a heart-wrenching thing to lose both sides like this. When Fu Xuzi said this, he waved his hand and said, "If it wasn't for the poor road to collect medicine and pass by the day before yesterday, the two of them would have ended up on that barren mountain." ”

Fang Ling and the woman in black stood up at the same time and said, "Thank you seniors for saving your life, the younger generations will never forget the kindness of their predecessors." ”

Fu Xuzi smiled and said, "The two little friends are too polite. ”

As he spoke, Fuxuzi slapped the table, and three cups of fragrant tea floated out of the stone table. Na Fuxuzi took a sip of a cup of tea, and then said indifferently: "This is a hundred-year-old pine seed collected by the poor Dao by chance, in addition to being able to exercise true qi, it has more famous effects, two Taoist friends try it." ”

Fang Ling calmly picked up the teacup and took a sip, while the black-clothed left envoy obviously hesitated, but then, she also took a sip of tea.

"Poor Dao, this person, has always liked Ming people not to speak darkly, I saved two Taoist friends, one is that I think it is a pity to die in the mountains with the qualifications of two Taoist friends, and the other is that there are some things that need the help of two Taoist friends. ”

Speaking of this, Fu Xuzi smiled faintly, and didn't see any movement from him, Fang Ling felt that the aura in his body had suddenly reversed, and a pain that pierced his heart was constantly colliding with his body.

Although Fang Ling thought that his concentration was amazing, he couldn't help but sweat in his head at this moment, and the black-clothed left envoy gritted his teeth tightly, and a drop of blood gently dripped from her lips.

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