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

Ming Fan exhaled a breath of foul air, and after the consciousness in Ming Qingchen's soul dissipated, only pure soul power remained.

She finally suppressed the soul power that kept attacking her spirit, and used some of her energy to direct the dragon breath running wildly in her body.

The spiritual energy enters the body and circulates within the body over and over again, consuming the dragon's breath bit by bit and integrating it into the blood.

Ming Fan sat cross-legged on the ground like a stone sculpture. After an unknown amount of time, the dragon's breath was no longer as violent as before, and the spiritual energy in his body gradually became calmer. Ming Fan opened his eyes.

It was pitch black in front of my eyes, and I didn't know when the sunstone had rolled to a corner.

"Ghost Old Man?" Ming Fan called out.

The surroundings were so quiet that it felt like being in a grave. Not even a ghost shadow could be seen, let alone the old ghost.

Ming Fan tried to communicate with the old ghost through his spiritual consciousness but to no avail, so he had no choice but to give up.

Hiss—she vaguely remembered that it seemed to be Sanmao calling her just now?

"Sanmao?" Ming Fan called Sanmao again, but there was no response for a long time.

Ming Fan's forehead jumped: "Isn't it possible that he was really swallowed by some monster?"

The prophecy came true. Among the monsters, a monster opened its bloody mouth and made strange noises.

It's not that it doesn't want to shut up, it's that it simply can't.

Looking closely, one could see a strange-shaped white weapon glowing coldly in the monster's mouth.

It was the three-spear warrior named by Ming Fan.

The monster couldn't close its mouth, and saliva flowed down its teeth onto Sanmao.

Sanmao's head was full of black lines, he was not clean anymore.

Sanmao completely inherited Mingfan's characteristic of being a bad mouth, and by himself he became the unanimous enemy of many monsters.

A cup of tea ago, a monster was about to bite him, and Sanmao quickly transformed into a trident. He had used this trick before to temporarily escape from the monster's mouth.

But this time, unfortunately, it got stuck...

Ming Fan had just closed his eyes and was about to refine the remaining dragon breath when a voice came from the Three Spears.

Well, the curses were very dirty, and from time to time, he would intersperse a few words about his earnest expectations and longing for her.

Looking at the remaining half of the dragon's breath, Ming Fan ignored Sanmao's passion and opened the microphone, ruthlessly cutting off the connection between them.

Never mind, let him be stuck for a while.

……

On the other side, Xiao Yunyang and his companions searched several hills but couldn't find Ming Fan. Their expressions became more and more serious.

"What should I do? I came out to attend the pharmacist conference, but my junior uncle is gone... How can I explain this to my master and teacher when I go back?"

Shi Yue sat on a piece of bluestone and sighed.

The chief eunuch had urged them several times on the way and asked when they would return, but Shi Yue could not give a clear answer.

"Which sect is Mu Ming from?" Lin Wanshu suddenly asked.

Du Chiyan was startled: "They are from the Futu Sect in Zedu Continent, and Mu Ming is their senior brother."

"We can't let them leave the spirit world."

Xiao Yunyang drew his sword, turned around and walked down the mountain.

"Where are you going?" Rong Hua couldn't help but ask when he saw Xiao Yunyang suddenly leave.

"Go to the Xiao family."

If the junior sister is really in Mu Ming's hands, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack if they wait until they leave the Kailing Continent to look for her.

Therefore, Mu Ming and others must not leave.

"Hey, wait a minute, we'll go with you!"

Le Shan and Rong Hua hurriedly caught up with Xiao Yunyang. After the last incident with Xiao Lingchi, they could see that Xiao Yunyang and the Xiao family did not get along well.

If Xiao Yunyang with an icy face were really allowed to go, who knows what would happen.

"Big Brother, aren't we going?"

He Mu took a few steps forward and looked at Lin Wanshu who was still standing there.

The eldest brother has always cared the most about the younger sister, so how come he is so patient this time?

Something appeared in Lin Wanshu's hand. It was the token that Kong Zhu had forced on him that day. Kong Zhu had said that he could use this to contact him when necessary.

"You don't need to go." Lin Wanshu stopped He Mu: "Your eyes are injured, so stay here."

"But..." He Mu retorted subconsciously. The one who was missing was his junior sister. How could he not be anxious?

Lin Wanshu looked at Shi Yue and Du Chiyan behind him and said gently, "Please take good care of my junior brother for me."

After Du Chiyan and Shi Yue agreed in succession, Lin Wanshu nodded, and disappeared on the spot in a flash.

"Hey, big brother!"

He Mu kicked the stone at his feet angrily. It was all Yan Qingfeng's fault that he got hurt. He didn't know how his junior sister was doing now...

Mingfan is naturally in a very bad state now.

After refining the dragon breath almost completely, Ming Fan exhaled a breath of foul air.

With the help of Ming Qingchen's spiritual power, her cultivation has already broken through the late Jindan stage, and there is a tendency for a subtle breakthrough.

But she didn't have time to continue practicing here.

Ming Fan steadied himself for a moment, and with his head still aching and dizzy, he removed the barrier outside the cave and left.

The first thing to do is to retrieve her spiritual weapon that is so unlucky that it is stuck.

Ming Fan glanced to the west, then quickly rushed towards the direction of the three spears.

"Ming Fan, where have you been for so long? If you don't come back, you'll have to wait to be reborn in the monster's belly."

Sanmao muttered as he blocked his senses in disgust.

This monster stinks so much. I wonder what it eats all day long.

But even if he went out now, there would still be countless monsters waiting for him.

Thinking of this, Sanmao simply imitated Mingfan and started to move.

Let’s wait until Mingfan comes out before we talk about anything else.

……

So when Ming Fan found Sanmao, what he saw was his dead appearance.

Ming Fan's mouth twitched and he gritted his teeth: Why don't I break you off by swinging in the monster's mouth?

Sensing Mingfan's presence, Sanmao greeted her.

"My sword master, you are finally here. I have missed you so much."

As Sanmao spoke, the entire sword emitted a few buzzing sounds.

Ming Fan smiled: "Really? I haven't seen you for a few days. I didn't know when you fell so deeply in love with me."

Sanmao coughed awkwardly and signaled Mingfan to get him out first.

As soon as Ming Fan appeared, the surrounding monsters smelled the breath of a living person and became more violent.

In just a short moment, they had surrounded her, baring their teeth and preparing to pounce on her.

Ming Fan looked around and saw that there were no monsters above the level of Monster King, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The level classification of monsters is much simpler than that of monks.

There are four levels: enlightenment, pill formation (formation of demon pill and demon core in the body), transformation, and mimicry, which are the grades of demon beasts from low to high.

Monster beasts at the demon king level are mostly in the late stage of Jindan or transformation, and are very difficult to deal with.

Ming Fan jumped a few times and landed in front of the monster that was biting the three spears. He threw the explosive talisman in his palm into the monster's mouth.

The Blood Vine Seed took effect and nailed the monster to the spot. With the help of the Void Nether Fire, the monster turned into an ice sculpture in a moment, and the Three Spears were also frozen with it.

Sanmao: “???”

No, why can’t this woman distinguish between friend and foe?

Before he could express his dissatisfaction, a red lotus core fire thawed it on the spot.

The monster was turned into a pile of minced meat due to the alternation of extreme cold and extreme cold.

The three spears floated into the air, shook off the flesh on their bodies, and turned back into human form.

"You are taking revenge!"

Ming Fan didn't comment, but glanced at him sideways: "Wrong, I was venting openly, thank you."

The next moment, the spiritual energy from Ming Fan leaked out and the refined dragon breath poured out.

The monsters that had wanted to rush up and bite Ming Fan to death just now now lay on the ground in silence.