"Have you heard? In order to deal with a kid from the lower realm, the elder actually wanted to resurrect Xiao Zu!"
"I heard that we can kill a mere eight-level boy from the lower realm. Why make such a fuss? The elders are getting more and more afraid of trouble!"
A group of young adults came out of the teleportation array in Feizhou. They were whispering as they hurried on.
"How many brains do you have for talking about elders behind their backs?"
Suddenly, a tall young man appeared behind them and scolded them with a cold expression.
"Holy Son, we don't dare anymore!"
When the two of them saw the person coming, they immediately became frightened.
Because this person is the current holy son of the Tianhuo tribe, Huo Wudao. He has a pair of red eyebrows and looks calm and self-confident. He is a strong man in the ten realms who has entered the virtual realm.
He has now achieved nirvana three times, and is the number one master among the younger generation of the Tianhuo Tribe, ranking ninth on Qing Mingtian's rookie rankings.
"Tsk tsk tsk, Huo Wudao, I didn't expect you, the flower bone in the greenhouse, to come out too!"
A group of people wearing grimace masks walked out from the side and looked at Huo Wudao with a face full of jest and sarcasm.
"Guishanhai, you ghosts and ghosts, if you don't hide in the underground world and live an elusive existence, why do you come out here? Are you looking for torture?"
Huo Wudao responded sarcastically.
"Hmph, you wish we were not born so that we could monopolize that boy from the Fairy Spirit Tribe and the Wood Spirit Tribe!"
Gui Shanhai sneered.
"Now that you know what you are talking about, let's use your own methods!"
After Huo Wudao finished speaking, he ignored him and directly took out a building boat and galloped away with the Tianhuo clan members.
"Follow up, don't let these arrogant people take the lead!"
Guishanhai built a circular fortress and roared away with his troops.
After the two groups of people left, several people in white clothes walked out of a restaurant not far away. The leading woman wore a veil, so her face could not be seen clearly.
"Holy Girl, are the people from the Heavenly Fire Clan and the Ghost Mansion talking about your friends?"
asked the maid standing nearby.
"It should be brother Mu Qing and my sister!"
Lin Xi held her jade palm tightly, her eyes filled with anxiety and worry.
"Listening to their tone, it seems that both the Skyfire Tribe and the Ghost Tribe have suffered at the hands of your friend, forcing the elders of the Skyfire Tribe to resurrect the frozen little ancestor. It seems that your friend and sister are not easy!"
The maid's eyes were full of brilliance. She thought that in a small realm like Yuanling Continent, it would be great to have a person as brilliant as the Saint. She didn't expect that there was anyone who could compare to the Saint.
"I hope the patriarch can really find another entrance, otherwise we will have to force our way in!"
Lin Xi looked into the distance, her eyes showing determination.
No matter what, she must find Mu Qing and her sister.
…
Soul Tower.
"Brother, why haven't you made a breakthrough yet?"
When they climbed to the 30th floor, Lin Mengmeng looked at Mu Qing curiously, a little incomprehensible.
Because from the moment they met again, Mu Qing seemed to have reached the eight realms of perfection.
"Don't worry, keep polishing!"
Mu Qing smiled.
His opponents are the overlords of the state such as Tianhuo Daojun and Wuxiang Demon Lord. Even if he keeps practicing, makes crazy breakthroughs, and successfully enters the upper five realms, he may not be the opponent of these big guys.
If he wants to defeat the three Dao Lord-level masters Tianhuo, Tianlei and Wuxiang, he must perfect each of his realms and become the strongest in each realm.
Therefore, he has to settle down and polish to the strongest eight realms before breaking through.
He was taken away from the Yuanling Continent by strange demons, and after rushing into Qingmingtian through the Hanging Mountain, he practiced in the Succubus Tribe and reached the perfection of the transcendent realm.
After leaving the Succubus tribe, he met Xiu'er in Rock Rock City, got involved in a dispute, and ended up in the secret realm of Wangchuan by accident.
A few months ago, he had perfected the Seventh Realm and could no longer suppress it. He broke through to the Eighth Realm at Zuowang Mountain.
Only a few months had passed since that time, and he always felt that his realm was not perfect enough, so he had been trying his best to suppress it.
"Master is always like this. Others are constantly making breakthroughs in their cultivation, but you are constantly suppressing and suppressing. Isn't it uncomfortable to hold it in like this?"
The little cutie looked at Mu Qing with burning eyes.
"Little cute girl, Master Gou, I think you are driving, although I have no proof!"
The big black dog held a black bear leg in its two paws and looked at the little cutie lewdly while chewing it.
This guy is very foresight and has stored a large amount of food in the storage ring. Otherwise, in this soul tower, he would face those wandering souls and soul beasts every day, and his mouth would be like a bird.
Perhaps because he has been hanging out with the big black dog for a long time, Mu Qing also stores various foods in his storage ring.
There is a tacit understanding, and the Poison Wolf King is also the same, and he fully responds to the sentence, birds of a feather flock together.
"Damn dog, what is a car, a carriage? Or a horse-drawn carriage?"
The little cutie looked at the big black dog with an innocent look on his face.
Facing the little cutie's clear and flawless gaze, a certain dog's face turned red, which was rare for a dog. He was extremely embarrassed.
"Ignore it, it's just a wretched dog that never does anything to humans!"
Mu Qing pulled the little cutie back, as if he was afraid that she would be contaminated by the big black dog's dirty aura.
The Soul Tower is indeed a paradise for ghost cultivators. After this period of crazy training, the little cutie has made rapid progress, and the ghost magic techniques are even more handy, like an arm and a finger.
The most important thing is that she is becoming more and more "human"!
"I have the nerve to say, Lord Gou, I haven't been led astray by you. Who did you say created the Xiangtian Pill? Who refined the Aphrodisiac Pill? Who peeked at Lin in the Butterfly Valley of the Fairy Clan back then?
Sister Xi takes a shower?"
The big black dog was frothing at the mouth and firing cannons from its mouth.
"Wow, brother, you actually peeked at my sister taking a shower? Why didn't I know?"
Lin Mengmeng looked at Mu Qing in surprise. Although she knew that her sister's acquaintance with Mu Qing was twists and turns, she was not very clear about the origin of the matter.
"Is there anything interesting about taking a shower?"
Only the little cutie still looked innocent, because there was no such mess in the Virtual God Realm.
She has always been a lonely and happy wandering Xu in the Xu God Realm, bullying the weak and devouring Xu generals everywhere every day.
"Don't listen to this damn dog's nonsense, it's all a misunderstanding!"
Mu Qing's face turned slightly red when he thought of the situation back then.
If it hadn't been for an accidental collision, there probably wouldn't have been any subsequent stories with the Fairy Tribe and Lin Xi.
Fate is indeed a mysterious thing!
"Is that really true?"
Lin Mengmeng looked suspicious.
Although her body is one size smaller than that of an adult woman, based on her true age, she is actually twenty years old.
"Ahem, stop talking nonsense. We still have seventy floors to climb. This secret realm of Wangchuan has not been opened for many years. Maybe there will be some amazing treasures when you climb a certain floor for the first time. We must catch up and go
The guy in front of us!"
Mu Qing clenched his fists and said.
After hearing what he said, everyone suddenly became excited.
As they gradually climbed higher, they did gain a lot of benefits, whether it was cultivation or soul power, so everyone was full of expectations for the road ahead.