The thin and weak gossip lines gradually peeled off Si Jing'er's body. It was this object that blocked Jiang Zhengming's power that prevented her from falling to the ground from being seriously injured.

Fortunately, there is the inner pill of the Purple Misty Beast that Xia Ruge gave him, otherwise he would not be able to stay awake now.

"It's those people, they've already chased here!"

When Si Jing'er saw the group of monks behind her, she naturally understood that they were the people on Mingfeng Tower.

The person behind her is a Void Refining Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation who can be enemies with her senior brother. Even a casual blow is not comparable to her, a small monk who Kills the Dan.

She got up from the ground with some difficulty and ran forward without looking back.

Taking advantage of the fact that the monks from Lingxi City are coming here, Si Jing'er also did her best to stay away from the people behind her.

If she was caught by these people and used to threaten her senior brother, she might as well die now.

Of course, Si Jinger is not a cowardly person. She still wants to escape successfully if she has the chance.

"Dongdong!"

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came from behind her, which was the sound of monks from Lingxi City falling to the ground.

Si Jing'er only felt a breath suddenly appear in front of her, so she rushed straight into her.

The hard true energy as hard as iron was like a wall blocking her way, and Si Jing'er was forced to stop in front of this true energy.

"Haha, little girl, we're meeting again. Tell me, where is your senior brother now?"

Jiang Zhengming looked smirked, as if he had found a mouse in the rice jar.

"Go to die!"

Seeing that he suddenly blocked him, Si Jing'er immediately took out a jasper gourd from the storage ring and pointed the opening at Jiang Zhengming.

"Bang!"

It seemed that the closed stuffed bottle was suddenly opened, and the airflow inside was instantly sprayed out.

The purple airflow was like a sharp arrow from the string, and shot straight towards Jiang Zhengming.

A monk with elixir can also exert such power, but Jiang Zhengming did not expect.

However, after all, she is just a cultivator of Killing Dan, and even with such magic weapons in hand, she is still a cultivator of Killing Dan.

Jiang Zhengming didn't even do much about the oncoming purple arrow.

The body-protecting true energy appeared and directly collided with the purple airflow.

The true energy in front of him dissipated, but Jiang Zhengming was not affected at all.

"Even the magic weapon given by Sister Xia can't hurt him, what should I do now?"

Si Jing'er also thought about defeating him, but she couldn't even touch him, which really crushed the last bit of hope.

She took several steps back, took out a somewhat turbid jade bottle from her arms in panic, raised her hand and threw it out.

"Mist Dragon Powder, Explode!"

The jade bottle in the air burst out directly, and the powder inside instantly enveloped the space.

The jade bottle she threw out was the thing Xia Ruge often used to escape.

Although she is not from the Xia family, Xia Ruge has specially taught her how to escape from the mist dragon powder.

Si Jinger has used it several times outside the city, so she still has some experience with it.

The moment the jade bottle exploded, she hid among the powder.

With the foggy dragon pink here, it is not easy for others to find her again, so that she has a chance to escape.

The sudden appearance of fog dragon powder spreads in Lingxi City like an expanding balloon.

Not only Jiang Zhengming and others were shrouded in it, but even the monks in Lingxi City and the monks passing by were influenced by him.

The mist dragon powder of Fulong Castle has its own unique features. Even the Void Refining Cultivator temporarily lost Si Jing'er's whereabouts.

But this does not mean that Jiang Zhengming has no choice but to do anything about it. He is a cultivator of Void Refining, so how could he be escaped by Si Jing'er so simply?

Jiang Zhengming got up and jumped into the air, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and squirted out a series of true energy in all directions.

These true qi are connected to each other and pass through the fog dragon powder, as if thin lines are drawn in the fog dragon powder.

The next second, Jiang Zhengming turned his head suddenly and looked at a place on the right.

"I found you."

After the words came to an end, Jiang Zhengming had disappeared.

When he appeared again, his right hand was already grasping Si Jinger's shoulder.

"Little girl, if you dare to cause trouble, I will destroy your soul first!"

Jiang Zhengming lifted her up with one hand, and a low voice came.

After all, this place is Lingxi City. Although Jiang Zhengming and the others don’t care about the monks here, it’s a bit of trouble to be found by these people.

While the mist dragon powder was still there, Jiang Zhengming grabbed Si Jing'er and was about to leave here.

"etc!"

Just as Jiang Zhengming set off, a female voice penetrated the fog dragon powder and rang in his ears.

Hearing this, Jiang Zhengming immediately stopped in place and turned around and looked around.

Of course, he was not staying here because of other people's words. All he could stop was the powerful aura around him that was indecipherable.

The fog dragon powder around gradually faded away, and at this time, a piece of pear-white corner of the neck of the clothes slowly revealed.

A beautiful figure came over and walked in the air, looming under the obstruction of the fog dragon powder, making Jiang Zhengming unable to see clearly.

"Original from Lingxi City?"

Jiang Zhengming couldn't understand the identity of the person in front of him, so he spoke first and said tentatively: "The Holy Beast Sect is doing things, I advise you to get out of here."

The aura of the female cultivator on the opposite side made him feel a little confused. When he spoke at this moment, he would first clarify his identity.

"Holy Beast Sect? I understand. Give me the girl in your hand."

......

On Fengling Mountain, Gongsun Wei walked to the top of the mountain with a familiarity.

Although I saw many dangers during the mountain climbing the road, none of these hindered him.

As soon as he arrived on Fengling Mountain, Gongsun Wei came up faster than the Void Refining Cultivator behind him.

When he arrived at the top of the mountain first, everyone else was still at the foot of the mountain.

Above the top of the mountain is an open platform, with smooth stones spreading here flat, as if someone had cut the mountain with a sword.

Some dry grass and trees on the ground fall into it, which is a rare scene here.

If no strange phenomena occur, this is a good place to enjoy the beautiful scenery.

But now, only these dead branches and grass are left here.

In the desolation, Gongsun Wei's eyes fell on the stone in the middle.

He flew over and stood on the bluestone.

"It should be here."

Gongsun Wei thought to himself, and took out a spiritual sword from his hand.

The sword fell down, but he was grabbed in his hand. A little cold light slowly pulled out from his palm, and the blood that flowed out dripped on the bluestone.

Now that he is alone here, he can only do this kind of thing himself.

As blood drips on the stone like flowing water, blood-red lines also appear on the surface of the stone.

Gongsun Wei then made several magic tricks to allow his true energy to merge into the blood patterns on the ground.

"Jedi, open!"
Chapter completed!