There are indeed not many female disciples in the inner sect.
Linzi counts as one.
There are not many monks in the Void Refining Stage who have the ability to summon them.
Linzi Return is one of them.
Of course, there are not many that can be manipulated.
Song Ling let go of Song Mo, turned around and stood upright with his sleeves rolled up. He raised his head and smiled at the black mist in the air, and said, "Elder Tong, come down to catch up on old times?"
Identify yourself.
This means that Song Ling must kill him here.
Otherwise, when this person goes back, he will definitely reveal the fact that Song Ling is still alive.
The man in the sky seemed stunned for a moment, then after looking at Song Ling for a few times, he laughed heartily and said, "Who is it? It turns out to be little Ah Ling. I haven't seen you for several months, but you have lost a lot of money."
Only one of the monks in the Void Refining Stage in Weilu Mountain can be commanded by Lin Zigui.
Tianwu Peak Elder Tong Wenyu.
This person can be regarded as a veteran of Weilu Mountain, and his age is ominous.
His cultivation has been stuck in the Void Refining stage since Song Ling entered Weilu Mountain, and he has not been able to break through yet, so he usually takes good care of his juniors.
It can be said that anything is allowed.
The purpose is to accumulate merit and virtue and gain opportunities.
"Does Canghua Immortal Lord know that Elder Tong did this?" Song Ling put his hands behind his back and formed seals calmly, saying: "What Jiuqu Beihai did is not an ordinary monster-killing thing. Counting it all,
Is it hurting Tianhe?"
After Tong Wenyu's identity was revealed, he immediately removed the black fog on his body and revealed his true appearance.
Green bamboo and white robe, jade crown and gold belt.
The end is full of fairy spirit.
Song Mo, who was behind, understood the situation, went down to explore the spiritual power, and made plans in the invisible underground. In fact, he had been doing this since he escaped just now.
Following Song Ling, the biggest skill Song Mo learned was how to overcome the superior with the inferior and protect himself in adverse situations.
"Tianhe is about people, what does it have to do with monsters?" Tong Wenyu held the golden belt in front of him between his two fingers, raised his eyebrows and said, "A Ling, what do you want to do by staying with this monster?
The Immortal Lord is merciful and has forgiven you many times. You should look back in time."
It seems that Tong Wenyu does not know the news about Song Ling's fake death yet.
Three thousand fireflies paved a road that dropped from the sky. Tong Wenyu lined up with his head in a row, and Shi Shiran walked down, still looking like his elders who were earnest and good at tempting.
"Really?" Song Ling smiled slightly, took half a step back, and said, "Excuse me, is there any use for Elder Tong to repair this Wugou Building? Or, is there anything I can help you with?"
Tong Wenyu didn't intend to explain.
He walked up to Song Ling in a few steps, raised his hands to restrain his hands and feet, and then turned to look at Song Mo behind him.
For Tong Wenyu, Song Mo, who has the aura of a monster in his body, must die here.
So Song Ling who needs discipline can do it later.
Take a step closer.
Song Mo suddenly burst out with a roar, his human form faded away, and in an instant he expanded to a giant size, and he swung his palm towards Tong Wenyu.
Murderous aura surged.
The entire Wugou Building courtyard suddenly shook. The ground moved away inch by inch. Hot magma gurgled out and quickly condensed into black boulders, interspersed on the ground.
The originally spacious place became cramped.
Song Mo had no place to start, so he simply flicked his tail and ran rampant, crushing all the obstacles around him, and then opened his mouth to spit out a dazzling ball of light.
Loud rumbling noises occurred frequently.
But Song Mo had lost a lot of spiritual power from the beginning. Now when he was fighting with Tong Wenyu, he showed signs of weakness after just a few moves, and he was gradually forced into a desperate situation.
Seeing that the beast's strength was not enough, Tong Wenyu chuckled, raised his arms and clasped his hands, and began to gather his spiritual power. Three swords containing blue spiritual light were immediately hung on Song Mo's head, and a blood-red collar locked them
Songmo's neck.
It seems like all Tong Wenyu needs to do is move his fingers.
Maybe it was due to the impending success, or maybe it was the difference in cultivation level, but in short, Tong Wenyu was a little relaxed. But where Tong Wenyu didn't notice, Song Ling shook his wrist and easily released the restraints.
In an instant.
Song Ling flashed behind Tong Wenyu.
The two spiritual powers interacted with each other, and after a while, a considerable number of purple thunderbolts gathered in the sky, and they all crashed down, smashing Tong Wenyu's body-protecting spiritual energy into pieces.
"What?!"
Tong Wenyu turned around in shock.
But the killing move at this moment was not on Song Ling, but on the already imprisoned Song Mo.
For a time, the sky was bright.
The stream of light continued to rise, holding Song Mo up. As soon as the animal form dispersed, he stood in mid-air in human form.
The ground that he had just trampled was already flashing with black light, and then, all the previously buried restrictions were triggered.
The situation suddenly reversed.
Tong Wenyu looked at Song Ling with cold eyes, and wanted to reach out and grab Song Ling closer, but Song Mo's moves were faster than his movements.
The black mist turned into a big hand and pierced Tong Wenyu's chest.
"Elder Tong, you have a good trip." Song Ling took a few steps and walked up to Tong Wenyu. She gently put her hand on his face and said, "You are also unlucky. You happened to bump into me, right?"
?”
Fortunately it was Song Ling.
Because Tong Wenyu knew how much Song Ling weighed, he subconsciously looked down upon her, and even had a little contempt for Song Mo.
In addition, Wugou Building is Tong Wenyu’s home court.
He will definitely feel that he has a chance to win.
And this is the opportunity for Song Ling and Song Mo.
In fact, when she guessed that the visitor was Tong Wenyu, Song Ling came back without even thinking. Firstly, she was not sure that Song Mo could escape from Tong Wenyu with all his beard and tail, and secondly...
If Tong Wenyu was really summoned by Lin Zigui, then he must have done many evil things. Rather than letting him clean up the mess and continue to live happily in another place, Song Ling might as well clean him up personally.
It is also a meritorious thing.
Song Mo, who had spent too much spiritual power, turned into a palm-sized raccoon slave in the next second. He climbed up at Song Ling's feet, humming, and climbed up to Song Ling's shoulders.
"I'm exhausted." Song Mo tilted his head and sighed.
Song Ling touched his hair and turned towards Wugou Tower.
boom.
Behind him, Tong Wenyu's body collapsed to the ground.
"How do you know he will underestimate the enemy? I ran all the way just now, it was really thrilling, and my spiritual power can't be used to fight back, it's all buried underground, how can you count on it?" Song Mo looked at Song Ling without looking back, and then
asked.
"I have been on Weilu Mountain for more than a hundred years, and the number of times he has looked at me can only be counted on one's fingers." Song Ling stretched out her hand to push the door open and said, "He thinks I am a waste, so after I reveal my identity, he will definitely
I think you are also a waste."
The impression accumulated over a hundred years cannot be changed overnight.
Even though Song Ling made such a big fuss when she left Welu Mountain, Tong Wenyu still felt from the bottom of his heart that Song Ling was not worthy of publicity, so he would not bother to restrict her.
"He forgot that waste can also change." After saying that, Song Ling lowered her eyes and stepped into the Wugou Building.