The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

The moment the air blade attacked, Mingfan gathered his power and rushed towards Ming Yuanzheng.

The powerful spiritual energy impact swept Ming Fan up, and the strong wind blew against her body, trying to tear her apart.

Ming Fan gritted his teeth and used the skill of Gang Feng to try to keep his body from contact with Gang Feng as little as possible. Even so, several wounds were still opened all over his body and blood spurted out.

Ming Fan rolled his eyes in pain and bit the tip of his tongue to wake himself up.

"One Qi transforms into three pure states, and the virtual soul enters concentration."

She dodged at a weird angle and hit Ming Yuanzheng with the last soul-revealing seal.

"Ghost old man!"

Throwing the black box out with his backhand, he took advantage of the second wave of strong wind to fall backwards. With quick eyes and hands, he quickly grabbed He Mu, and with a thought, he entered the secret realm of red lotus.

"Little Junior Sister." He Mu spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground together with Ming Fan.

Ever since he established the foundation, there has always been a feeling that everyone is getting better and better, but he is still a waste.

But this is not his fault, mainly because with Mingfan, everything seems abnormal.

Otherwise, using him to build the foundation and fight the Nascent Soul will definitely become a big topic of conversation.

Mingfan vomited blood, took out a few pills from Najie, stuffed them into his mouth, and handed them to He Mu.

"Eat something."

She felt that the Red Lotus Secret Realm would not tolerate her for long this time.

Sure enough, as soon as the two of them finished eating the elixir, they were packed and thrown out of the Red Lotus Secret Realm.

Ming Fan: "..."

He Mu: "..."

If you endure hardships, your heart will become even more clogged.

Unfortunately, the combined combat power of the two of them is probably not even as good as a foundation building.

Fortunately, Mingyuan was already too busy to take care of himself at this time and had no time to settle accounts with them.

The black box hung directly above Mingyuan's head, and a gray halo gradually enveloped him.

He felt a huge suction force, trying to uproot the unstable soul in his body and pull it out of his body.

A trace of fierceness flashed in Mingyuan's eyes. In this case, he would not let them have an easy time.

Ming Fan looked at Mingyuan Mountain's ferocious expression and wanted to make a few mocking remarks, but suddenly a thought crossed his mind.

"No, he's going to expose himself!"

Ming Fan held on to the Qingfeng Jue and wanted to go find Leshan and the others.

Ming Jincheng had already noticed something unusual here, and when he saw Ming Yuan looking like this, he glanced scornfully.

"Useless things."

It was simply embarrassing to be forced into this state by a golden elixir and a foundation builder.

From beginning to end, he never thought of rescuing Mingyuan Mountain.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it seems that the head of your family doesn't want you."

Although he said this, there was rarely a hint of smile in his tone.

The Ming family is really cold-blooded.

Ming Yuanzheng also noticed it, with confusion in his eyes. He worked diligently for the Ming family, but in the end he didn't know why.

The black box saw the right moment and pulled out nearly half of his soul.

Ming Jincheng and Ming Chong left without hesitation, and he set up restrictions around them.

Nascent Soul self-destructs, and the power is beyond what these little brats can withstand in their current state.

Since he couldn't kill them with his own hands, he naturally spared no effort to dig a hole for them.

"Don't worry, I'll keep you company on the road so you won't be alone." Ming Jincheng waved his hand, "Let's go."

Several streaks of light flashed across the distance. Ming Jincheng took a deep look at Ming Fan. So what if the reinforcements arrived? Let's see if they are faster or if Ming Yuanzheng's old guy Nascent Soul self-destructs faster.

"Old dog Ming, if I, Mingfan, survive this time, I will definitely take your life."

For the first time, Ming Fan wanted to get rid of someone quickly.

Beyond the restriction, Ming Jincheng said something and disappeared with Ming Chong.

Ming Yuanzheng's soul has been sucked into the black box.

"Girl, I have captured his soul. Hurry up and set up an array around him with that boy Leshan to block the leaking spiritual energy!"

It was obviously impossible to prevent Ming Yuanzheng's physical self-destruction. They could only minimize the scope of the impact and protect themselves.

Leshan flew forward and integrated the talismans into Mingyuan's Dantian, trying to stop the crazily expanding Nascent Soul.

"This old dog is so annoying even before death!" Leshan muttered, and the speed of his hand increased instead of decreasing.

Ming Fan held on to his body that was about to fall apart, formed seals with his hands, and combined with the cheerful talismans, dispersed the surging spiritual energy of Mingyuan Mountain's Nascent Soul.

Without the control of the soul, Yuanying relied on his true ability to absorb all the surrounding spiritual energy, and then sprayed it out in an even more majestic manner.

In the blink of an eye, Mingyuan Mountain's Nascent Soul had separated from its body and expanded rapidly.

"It will definitely explode. Please protect your heads for a while." After all, if the arms and legs are broken, they can still be reattached, but if the heads are separated, there is really no way to save them.

Ming Fan sent out a series of spells, but still couldn't control the exponentially growing Nascent Soul.

The next best thing is to give a friendly reminder.

Rong Hua forced a smile on his lips: "Junior sister, I know your intentions are good... but you'd better not start yet."

He's going to die!

He and He Mu were breaking through the formation arranged by Ming Jincheng, and they scolded the old man over and over in their hearts.

"Ming Jincheng is an old dog, I will remember him." He Mu cursed fiercely, wielding the ink and slashing hard at the restriction.

"Ming family, haha." Rong Hua tried his best to break the formation, with a bloodthirsty smile on his lips.

Damn it, what they have formed this time is a fight that will never end.

Rong Hua's current appearance is not even half as feminine as the women's clothes in the past.

Inexplicably, He Mu shuddered when he saw this smile. This was the real Rong Hua.

The Nascent Soul in Mingyuan Mountain could no longer hold up and exploded with a bang.

At the last moment, Ming Fan endured the turmoil in his mind and dragged He Mu and the others into the secret realm.

A moment is a moment when one can hide, and a moment is a moment when one can escape.

The overwhelming spiritual power fluctuations outside hit and broke through the formation laid out by Ming Jin.

Not surprisingly, several people were once again rejected by the Red Lotus Secret Realm.

The last wave of spiritual energy impact involved the few people who had just come out.

"Grandma, I still haven't escaped." Ming Fan cursed.

Rong Hua and Le Shan protect Ming Fan and He Mu respectively.

Several people were hit with such force that they spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell towards the ground like soft noodles.

"Little junior sister, little, be careful, head." He Mu stammered out a word, rolled his eyes and passed out.

"It's already here, and I'm still thinking about it." Ming Fan secretly complained in his heart. He couldn't hold up the strength anymore and took out the talisman and patted it on himself.

Following He Mu, he fell into a coma...

"He Mu, Ming Fan." Le Shan and Rong Hua looked worried.

The two stood up slowly.

When they encountered the wave of self-destruction just now, they mobilized most of their spiritual power to protect them.

Therefore, the body is also covered with scars.

"Over there!" When the boy in blue saw Leshan and the others, his eyes lit up and he ran towards them.

Behind him, there was also a young man with an immortal spirit and an old man with a calm face.

Shi Yue looked at Ming Fan in Leshan's arms, his face full of colors.

"She, she's dead?"

"Who are you?" Leshan put Mingfan behind him to block him, his eyes full of caution.

"Me?" Shi Yue pointed at himself excitedly, then looked at Ming Fan, "I am Wushuang Mo Shang, Shi Family, Shi Yue."