Then she felt the piercing pain in her back, thin and dense, rising little by little.
Rather than pain, Song Ling should first take care of Ran Qingqiu who was killing him in front of him, but strangely, Song Ling felt that his five senses were particularly dull, and the darkness in his dantian began to change into color.
boom!
Gorgeous fireworks exploded in Song Ling's Dantian, just like the fireworks of ordinary people in the world.
Immediately afterwards, Song Ling grabbed Ran Qingqiu's long needles with his bare hands and threw them back at a very fast speed.
unarmed?
unarmed!
The silent night behind was dumbfounded.
He never expected that Song Ling, who looked inconspicuous and had no spiritual power, could have such abilities. And Ran Qingqiu, who had just fought equally with him, was actually strangled by the neck after getting close to Song Ling.
.
Without exception, those monsters all disappeared in front of Song Ling.
Blue-purple lines spread on Song Ling's skin.
Ran Qingqiu, who was supposed to be struggling, looked like a dead fish, rolling his eyes and hanging on Song Ling's hand. After a while, his face turned as pale as paper, and it looked like he wouldn't live much longer.
Ran Qingqiu is in the Void Refining Stage!
Ji Ye swallowed her saliva and looked at Song Ling in horror.
Being able to kill the Void Refining Stage with one strike, is it possible that Song Ling, who claims to be a disciple of Weilu Mountain, is actually a hidden master?
After thinking about it for a long time and confirming that he had not offended Song Ling before, Jiye walked over. He walked behind Song Ling, cleared his throat and said, "She has no power to fight back. We can hand her over."
To the people of Tianxing Palace."
Rogue cultivators don't have as many scruples as disciples from the Five Towns.
In order to check and balance them and restrict what they do, there is a Heavenly Punishment Palace above the South China Sea. There are ninety-eight executioners in the Heavenly Punishment Palace, who specialize in punishing errant cultivators who do evil.
Of course, they will not leave Tianxing Palace on their own initiative.
If someone acts chivalrously and catches an evil cultivator or evil cultivator, he can use his spiritual power to draw a summoning formation and ask the executioner from the Heavenly Punishment Palace to come out and take away the prisoner.
Song Ling turned her neck stiffly and looked back at the silent night.
In fact, Song Ling didn't know what state she was in at this time. What she saw and heard was hazy, but there was a rampant force that kept swimming in her body.
It was this power that drove her to restrain Ran Qingqiu.
She had eaten the spiritual beast, and she had sucked away Ran Qingqiu's power, but there was no spiritual power left in her Dantian, as if the power had simply gone to an unknown place through her hands.
If I have to say something is different from before.
Song Ling thought it was probably her spiritual bones.
Dots of white light appeared in the position of the spiritual bones, and the numb pain came from here. Although he had not seen the spiritual bones grow yet, Song Ling felt that the spiritual bones would grow in the near future.
come out.
"I'm in pain." Song Ling said.
Before she could say the next sentence, dark red blood began to flow from her eyes and mouth, and the blue-purple lines on her skin also faded away, leaving no trace in the blink of an eye.
Boom.
Ran Qingqiu fell to the ground helplessly.
Ji Ye quickly stretched out her hand to support Song Ling and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
The scene that just happened, no matter how you say it, is not something that a serious cultivator could do. Song Ling's expression at that time was weirder than that of a monster, more bloodthirsty than a demon cultivator, and what he did was something that only a monster could do.
The devouring thing that comes out.
Fortunately, Jiye had seen the big world, so not only was he not afraid, but he was also vaguely excited.
"I know you won't tell." Song Ling smiled, closed her eyes and leaned against Ji Ye, "In total, I have saved you three times. I wonder how you want to repay me?"
Song Mo, who was hiding in Song Ling's arms, never showed up.
It's already full.
Speaking of which, the reason why those rampaging forces disappeared into nothingness was all thanks to Song Mo.
Song Mo, who is hidden in Song Ling's spiritual bones, can absorb the spiritual power in Song Ling's body. It didn't exist before because Song Mo didn't wake up. Now that he wakes up, of course the greedy nature of the monster will emerge and sweep away the spiritual power.
Like swallowing.
The biggest difference between Song Mo and ordinary monsters.
Probably when it devoured spiritual power, it intentionally left some absorbable ones for Song Ling to use for Song Ling's self-healing.
Ji Ye glanced at the dilapidated houses around her, picked a slightly open location, then pointed to the ground, drew the summoning formation of Tianxing Palace, and finally threw the unconscious Ran Qingqiu into it.
After doing this, Jiye took out his flying chariot and helped Song Ling soar into the sky.
It's extremely cold at high altitudes.
When Song Ling woke up from the cold, the west was already covered with clouds. Looking down, she could see the endless sea, and there would be many flying fish jumping on the sea.
The chariot is too small.
When Song Ling was unconscious, she was stuffed into a small corner of the flying chariot by Silent Night, feeling very aggrieved.
"Have we arrived at the Fragrant Sea? So fast." Song Ling rubbed her hands, stood up and asked breathlessly: "When will we land? I'm a little hungry, and I'm very cold."
After crossing the Xianghai Sea, you are entering the land of Qin in the secular world.
Moving her aching hands and feet, Song Ling vowed that when she got to a big town, she would pay for Jiye to buy a larger flying chariot, preferably one with three bedrooms and two living rooms!
"It will take about two hours, please bear with it." Jingye turned her head, put her hand in front of Song Ling, and said, "If it's cold, hold my hand."
Nanzhen disciples who practice the Wuling Atlas are naturally a big furnace.
Ouch.
Ji Ye felt her hand hurt a little.
He lowered his eyes and saw a strange little beast opening its mouth and biting his finger. Although the white teeth were not lethal, they were obviously hostile.
"This is?" Jiye asked curiously.
Song Ling pinched Song Mo's neck with two fingers, forcing him to let go of Ji Ye's hand, and then explained: "This is the spiritual beast I brought down from Weilu Mountain. It is not very sensible. Don't blame Taoist friend Ji Ye."
Song Mo was lifted up by the back of his neck, and his four feet were fluttering in the air. His eyes were glued to Ji Ye, and he was growling.
"Just call me Jingye, or Aye." Jingye shook her drool-covered fingers, glanced at Song Mo one more time, and said, "Since it won't let you hold my hand, let's stay away from the fire.
Bar."
bass.
Orange flames turned up in the palm of Jingye.
Song Ling, who felt a little warmer, unconsciously slumped down and leaned on the railings of the flying chariot with his elbows. He shook Song Mo with his fingertips and asked: "After entering the Qin Kingdom, we seem to have to go down to register, otherwise
Will he be deported as an unknown immigrant?"
Not all secular people are afraid of monks.
In big countries like Qin and Liang, their emperors usually have the dragon spirit of human emperors, and monks and demons dare not offend them easily, let alone make trouble on their territory.