Song Ling is now aware of her monster bloodline. Everything that was originally covered in clouds and fog was laid out in front of her, which made her Taoist heart dusty, giving the animal nature an opportunity to take advantage of it.
On the one hand, she recited scriptures orally to stabilize her Taoist mind, and on the other hand, she looked for a way out through the light struck by lightning.
Interestingly, although Lei Tian did not bring any pain to Song Ling, it slowed down the process of animal transformation to a great extent, giving Song Ling time to find a solution.
The originally empty road ahead suddenly turned into a desert. The sky was filled with yellow sand and strong winds blew, making it difficult for Song Ling, a giant creature, to see the road ahead clearly.
The yellow sand seems to be flowing under my feet.
Song Ling hurriedly ran, trying to reach the other side visible to the naked eye before sinking completely.
However, the wind became stronger and stronger.
The sand scraped into Song Ling's eyes, causing pain and tears streaming down her face.
But the other shore that Song Ling could see was always at that distance. Even though Song Ling ran for so long, running out of breath and almost losing strength, he still couldn't get any closer.
All efforts seemed to be in vain as the quicksand continued to sink.
Unwilling to be reconciled, Song Ling roared crazily, and her spiritual power flowed across her body, condensing into countless tangible tentacles around her. These tentacles stirred the quicksand, and at the same time lifted Song Ling and sent her out of the quicksand pit.
Outside of the fantasy world, Long Yu was not idle either.
In addition to supplying some spiritual power to Song Ling from time to time, Long Yu also worked with He Yu to fill in the barriers, trying to carry a few more barriers for Song Ling so that she would not suffer too much loss.
But everything has an end.
Long Yu raised his head and glanced at the thunder that had not fallen for a long time. His throat rolled up and down several times, and he frowned and said: "I feel very bad. The barrier may turn into powder next time the thunder falls. Before it falls,
, we have to make some preparations."
"It's useless to make any preparations. For this plan, we have to escape quickly." He Yu took Long Yu's hand and wanted to escape.
However, Long Yu refused to leave, so even though He Yu tried his best to pull Long Yu, he couldn't move Long Yu even half a step.
"Is it possible that you want to die with her? Wake up, the land outside the world can still function normally without her. There is no need for you to risk your life here." He Yu stamped her feet anxiously.
If Long Yu doesn't leave, there's no point in him escaping alone.
"If you want to leave, just go by yourself." Long Yu glanced at He Yu coldly, then ignored him, turned around and formed a seal, trying to cast a protective formation on Song Ling who was lying on the ground.
"What's there to argue about? If you want to run, run away. If you don't want to run, just stay." Lian Hen looked at He Yu and Long Yu leisurely, stood up, brushed off the dust on his body, and said, "I won't, you guys."
I’ll accompany you, after all, I don’t want to die just yet.”
Leaving here is the only way to protect yourself.
The thunder that is about to fall is the threshold for Song Ling to break through. Without a body, she will never be able to cross it alone. If they continue to stay, they will also be struck to ashes by the thunder along with Song Ling.
He Yu did not move.
When Lian Hen was about to leave, He Yu suddenly became angry and stretched out three iron ropes in front of Lian Hen.
"What do you want to do, Your Excellency? Could it be that you don't want to run away but want others to stay? You are so overbearing." Lian Hen is weak and will not use his remaining demon power until absolutely necessary, so he just looks innocent
He turned around to look at He Yu.
"You and I, working together, maybe we can build a copper wall and an iron wall." He Yu shouted loudly.
"Then you are overthinking. The little demon power I have left now is not used to protect others, even if... she is my daughter." Lian Hen looked at Song indifferently, with a painful expression, and was in danger.
Ling said: "If you insist on keeping me, then both sides will die. It's not that I can't, I will fight with you now."
daughter?
The monster bloodline in Song Ling comes from the person in front of her?
Long Yu held her breath and thought for a moment, then fluttered her sleeves and flew towards Lian Hen with all her strength. She said, "Since I am sending you your daughter, you can't leave. Just stay! If something goes wrong,
Only you can help her regain consciousness."
Once Song Ling becomes too beastly and has lotus marks on her body, Long Yu at least has a way to remedy it.
On the other side, Song Mo had already rushed back from the city lord's mansion.
It was easy for Song Mo to sneak into the city lord's palace to get the Jiuxiao Jade. The few trash Ruan Boqi left with Long Wu were useless. Song Mo didn't even just get the Jiuxiao Jade, but brought out all the people.
By that time, Long Wu had recovered some of his intelligence.
He glanced around, then at Song Mo, who was carrying him, and asked: "Where are you taking me? What do you want?"
"I want the Nine Heavens Jade from you. If you are honest, maybe I can let you live." Song Mo galloped thousands of miles, his brows always furrowed.
When Long Wu heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
The man in front of him spoke frankly, which saved Long Wu the time to ponder. However, if the Nine Heavens Jade was removed, it would not necessarily cost him his life. If he could really survive in an ignoble manner, he would definitely have a chance to make a comeback.
As if he had guessed what Long Wu was thinking, Song Mo looked in the direction of Song Ling, turned around, dived down, and said: "Don't even think about making a comeback. People like you will only become the slaves of others."
When you want to eat on the plate, you should just find a big tree next to you."
Song Ling once mentioned that as long as Long Wu has a firm mind and can recover from serious injuries, he can be regarded as a useful person. So at this moment, Song Mo was still thinking about Song Ling's words and wanted to help Song Ling give some advice to Long.
Five, let Long Wu realize his situation.
"What do you mean..." Long Wu's eyes rolled.
Song Mo landed firmly, pushed Long Wu with his hand, and let Long Wu walk in front, saying: "What I mean is that those who know the current affairs are heroes. How can you secure the position of Maoshan Sect leader with your own strength? Especially
It was when Lin Zigui's intentions were exposed so obviously."
Quite a sect leader?
Then you have to obey Lin Zigui, and everything must obey Lin Zigui's orders.
It's not that Long Wu doesn't have that kind of consciousness, but he still has the Jiuxiao jade that Lin Zigui needs. After taking the Jiuxiao jade, Long Wu's cultivation has plummeted. Whether he can rank in front of Lin Zigui is unknown.
.
Even if he wanted to be a dog, he wouldn't have a chance.
"Where are you taking me?" Although Long Wu was on guard, he did not stop.
On the one hand, he was curious about the identity of the person next to him and who he was working for. On the other hand, he cherished his life and did not dare to disobey, for fear that if he was not careful, he would lose his head.
"If you can't guess it, it means you are very stupid and have no use value." Song Mo said coldly.
The further we walked, the lower the dark clouds in the sky became, and we could vaguely smell the impending rain.