Volume 3: Lost in Fire

Chapter 263 The Little Secret Realm rescued Xiao Song Bao by mistake

Yumo half-supported and half-pulled Lin Yao, speeding on a grassland, letting Yumo feel the feeling of flying over the grass, and the effect of the object control technique and the dragon step made Yumo in this Qi refining period better able to fly in the sky.

"Ahh

Lin Yao felt the speed of flying in the air, and felt that his body was about to let Yumo fall apart.

After accompanying for a while, Lin Yao finally told the rumor, and she really couldn't hold on.

In the end, Yumo brought Lin Yao into the bright moonlit night of the Twelve Bridges, and when he entered, Yumo put a few bottles of Huanglong Dan on the table, and Lin Yao continued to cultivate in Yumo's storage space.

A man and a beast are running wildly on the grassland, Xiaobai stands on Yumo's shoulder, and Xiaomeng is also received in the storage space, and this speed can reach the fastest.

When Yumo entered this small world, he changed the appearance on his face, and now he is a handsome boy, holding a feather fan and walking quickly in the grassland.

When he saw a few of his classmates, Yumo just took a detour, not wanting others to recognize him.

In the process of traveling, Yumo always felt that the eyes of those gray friars were not very kind, and every time he passed by from a long detour, he could feel the chill on the gray friars.

The gray-clothed monks are all disciples of the Thousand Machine Gate, and every time they see them Yumo far away, they will dodge, and in this grassland, you can always see the monks of 3322 forming a team, marching towards the inside, and the direction they travel is always to the north, towards the direction of the second layer.

Xiao Bai on Yumo's shoulder used his spiritual eyes to check around, whether Lin Shiqing could get here.

Yumo's figure formed a white light on the grassland, and there were always so many people watching as soon as the white light passed.

"Hey, someone is flying!"

That's much faster than Yumo!

Yumo, who was on the move, saw a blue light flying through the sky, and at the same time saw a blue light in the distance traveling in the same direction.

Judging from the breath, the monk on this sword may be one of the three people from the Immortal Master Island, and the cultivator is too arrogant, and he dares to fly with the sword in this unknown place, and he is not afraid of a sudden attack by the flying demon beast.

Yumo continued to move forward, passing through a grassland, and the sun in the sky did not move, indicating that the sun in this small space may not be moving.

If you want to stay in the Kyushu continent for such a long time, it will be at least night, which means that either time does not pass, or time is not the same as the outside world.

Looking at a forest in the distance, Yumo always had a chill, and there was a sense of familiarity near this chill, and his body disappeared in place.

In the grove, two men in black were looking around, looking at every corner of the woods.

The taller man in black looked back and saw a big tree outside, and there was an extra steel fork in his hand, and the steel fork was aimed at the big tree, only to hear a click The big tree was broken by the waist.

A figure rolled down beside the tree, a monk dressed in red, with three flames, and short enough to be eleven or twelve.

There was a layer of mist on the face of the newly appeared cardinal, obscuring the cultivation and appearance.

The little friar had just shown his form, and another black-clothed friar, with a fire dragon in his hand, shot straight out, and the little friar's back was being hit.

I saw that the little monk's body was knocked out, and the place where the flight happened to be the big tree where Yumo was invisible.

Yumo, who was wrapped in green spiritual power, was already in the big tree, and his divine sense was just watching this one-sided battle.

The fan in Yumo's hand was already in his hand, and the steel nail was facing forward.

"Boy, I'm sorry, who made you from the Agni Sect, you have to resent the Agni Sect, don't resent us!"

I saw that the steel fork of the black-clothed monk who struck first stabbed directly at the little friar.

The little monk's body trembled, maybe nervous, maybe scared, the spirit rune in his hand trembled and flew out, the direction was not the black-clothed man on the other side, but the big tree where Yumo was hiding.

As soon as Yumo's body moved, the two monks found out, and the little monk's body jumped up as soon as it was turned.

The little monk happened to be standing on Yumo's body, "Senior brother, help, I didn't mean to!"

The rain ink plate the face, a look of atmosphere, the upper teeth bit the lower lip.

"You didn't mean to!"

The little monk stuck out his tongue and said to Yumo with a smile: "Senior brother helped junior brother kill these two guys, there is a lot of gratitude." ”

The faces of the two black-clothed cultivators showed an evil aura, and there was a disgusting feeling.

An ink-clothed monk said sharply: "Two little ghosts, let you die together today and make a pair of good brothers." ”

"What nonsense with them! "Another black-clothed monk, with an extra ghost-headed knife in his hand, threw the knife into the air, is it a magic weapon?

A fierce ghost appeared on the ghost head knife, with a hideous face showing two giant teeth, and the tongue stretched out for a long time, Yumo felt disgusted when he looked at it.

Another black-clothed monk flew into the air with a three-pointed, two-edged fork, and also conjured up a giant ghost, which grew a long horn, and a black mist grew on the horn, and the mist surrounded the ghost.

In the blink of an eye, two giant ghosts flew to the two of them, and the little monk took out a branch in his hand, and Yumo happened to recognize the branch, which was the branch he had once obtained, and a small branch also had a leaf growing on it.

The two imps were about to rush towards the two of them, but the little friar held his breath, and the words came out of his mouth, and the branches were thrown into the sky, and a magical scene appeared.

The branches of the trees formed a web in the sky, a net of thunder and lightning, and the net was still shining green, and the two ghosts happened to collide in the net, making a sizzling sound.

The two ghosts broke free from the thunder net at the same time and ran backwards.

"Okay, boy, will you have lightning strikes wood, or dead wood sprouts, a magic weapon designed to restrain us!" a black-clothed monk spat out coldly.

The two ghosts were retracted at the same time, and the two ink-clothed monks held a piece of rune paper in their hands and threw it at the same time, what kind of trap is this. Trade Winds Literature Network

Fu trapped array, this is the first time Yumo saw it, and the formation can be completed with a talisman.

From the time the two of them made a big shot to form a large array, it only took a few breaths to hear a black-clothed monk say in a sharp voice: "Boy, it won't take long to trap you to death, don't you have a lightning strike?"

"Hehehe, it won't be long before you're home!" said the other blackfriar, smashing his mouth as if he were looking at the delicacy.

"Senior brother, the time is not in a hurry, these two souls have been thrown away in vain! Hey, let's go, and we'll see if they still have them when we come back?"

One breath, two breaths, three breaths, just three breaths, Yumo and the little monk felt that the heavens and the earth had changed color, the wind was raging everywhere, and the surroundings became pitch black, and they could only feel each other's existence.

The two of them fell into such darkness in an instant, and Yumo activated his spiritual eye, only to see that the black space was full of shadowy shadows, and rushed towards Yumo and another minor monk at the same time.

The little monk kept sending spiritual power to the spiritual tree, and the ghost mist collided with the spiritual power and found the sound of Zizi from time to time, and the little monk's spiritual power was constantly being consumed.

The little monk wept and reluctantly threw an elixir into his mouth, and without the support of spiritual power, the ghosts would rush directly at him.

Yumo is different, the little white on his shoulders is lazy, stretching out his little hand and waving it in the air.

From time to time, the little hand catches a powerful ghost, and swallows it in the stomach with a small mouthful.

The little ghosts around Yumo were suddenly frightened aside, and the faces of the little monks on the side became pale and terrifying, and he was about to reach the limit in order to support the large amount of spiritual power output of the magic weapon.

"Xiaobai help him!"

Xiao Bai's body moved to the little monk's side at once, Xiao Bai opened his mouth, and the ghost fog in front of him was completely sucked into Xiao Bai's mouth.

Xiao Bai started his ghost-eating time, only to hear that there was really a ghost crying wolf howling in this big array, and it was a real ghost crying wolf howling.

Yumo sensed that most of the ghost fog in this large array was based cultivation, one of the ghost kings, that was the strength of Jiedan cultivation.

It seems that the ghost fog is not strong, and there are many ghosts in it, and the monk Jiedan is scared to fall into this array!

Looking at Xiaobai's ability, Yumo is really relieved, Xiaobai's ability is to eat spirits and ghosts.

As soon as Xiao Bai appeared in the formation, a vacuum area appeared next to Yumo and the little monk, and it was immediately not pitch black.

Through the light, the little monk was really shocked when he saw Xiao Bai catching ghost fog in the air.

When he saw the ghost mist at the level of a monk of the Jiedan, he was glared at by Xiao Bai, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

Xiaobai stepped forward and grabbed it as soon as he stretched out his hand, this big ghost was obviously a little smart, as if he kept begging for Xiaobai.

The little monk gasped for breath with all the blood on his face, and at the same time looked at Xiao Bai with fear, there was a ghost mist of Yudan cultivation over there!

The next scene will be unforgettable for the little friar, only to see the little white monkey, throwing the ghost directly into his mouth, and he only heard the click.

The branch in the little monk's hand fell to the ground with a click, and Yumo patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother, your things have dropped!" Looking at the little monk Yumo, he might have thought of who it was, only to see that the little monk breathed a sigh of relief, adjusted his breathing, and opened his mouth before he could catch his breath.

"Thanks, brother, is this your spirit animal?"

Yumo didn't speak, just smiled indifferently.

"Senior brother was embarrassed just now, so he pulled you in. Thank you for your great kindness, and there will be a big thank you for coming out later!" The little monk also knew that what he had just done was not very authentic, and the spirit beasts that looked at the rain and ink could swallow the ghost of the Dan alive, which was also a master who was not easy to mess with!

I offended Yumo a little just now, and I thought of danger and hurriedly gave a gift, if the hatred formed, it would not be lost for a long time.

Xiaobai jumped up and down in this small formation, busy before and after, and ran back with a big belly in a short time.

The ghost mist was cleared by Xiao Bai in this way, and there was only the sound of wind in the spirit rune array around him, and the two monks had long since disappeared.

The two of them left the position of the circle, and the little monk ran a few steps quickly and caught up with Yumo, "Senior brother!

"What else?"

"This is for you, thank you!"

Yumo looked at it and was startled, this is a spirit ginseng, is it a thousand-year-level spirit ginseng?

Yumo also knew that he wanted to thank himself, but he didn't expect him to come up with such a good thing, and now Yumo knows that thousand-year-old ginseng is too rare.

"Senior brother, if you have any difficulties in the future, you can find me, I am from the Flame Sect. ”

Yumo had already guessed who this little monk was, and he would be able to reach the foundation building at the age of eleven or twelve, and he would be able to enter the Agni Sect.

"Are you?" Yumo asked knowingly, with a bright smile on his face.

"Song Bao!"

"It's an honor!"

Yumo took the things expressionlessly, turned around and walked towards the west.

"Senior brother, the direction is wrong, the north is the entrance to the second layer!"

"I know, I'm going to find someone over there!"

"Then, brother, see you later, I have the opportunity to come to the Agni Fire Sect, my name is Song Bao. ”

Yumo listened to this spiritual ginseng and felt that this spiritual ginseng was less than a thousand years, and at least more than five hundred years.

If the ginseng is too long, it is not easy to check the age of the ginseng, and only the ginseng farmers who have been collecting ginseng for many years can distinguish the true age of the ginseng.

However, the ginseng between 500 and 1,000 years is the main ingredient of Tsukidan, and this little guy got this thing out of nowhere?