The body of the fairy spirit.

In this world, the body of a fairy will be coveted by all cultivating creatures.

It was he who attracted these ferocious beasts, and he attracted more and more of them.

He was the one who got the second uncle into trouble.

Thinking of this, Xiaobao shouted: "Warning off evil spirits——!!"

The evil-fighting sword soared into the sky, carrying Xiaobao and galloping away in one direction.

Qin Jiu shouted: "Xiaobao, come back!"

He jumped to chase him.

But he is not good at speed, how can he catch up with the evil escape speed?

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Bao's figure became smaller and smaller, and the group of beasts that originally surrounded him also turned around and chased Xiao Bao.

…

In the vast desert, a strange scene appeared.

The flying sword flew through the air like a shooting star, and standing on it was a little baby who looked to be no more than five or six years old.

And underneath the little baby, there was a dense army of ferocious beasts, which were roaring and hissing, trying to devour the little baby.

Xiaobao's blue color has become paler and paler, and even cold sweat can hardly break out on his forehead.

His body swayed several times and he almost fell off the sword.

"Little master, how are you?"

The voice of warding off evil spirits in my ears became vague and distant, "Damn it, why can't I produce an independent sword spirit? If I can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, if I can independently control the evil sword..."

Ouch——!!

A roar came from below.

Suddenly a huge tongue stuck out into the air, grabbed Xiao Bao and dragged him down.

"Little Master!!"

The anti-evil sword buzzed and trembled violently, and he wanted to catch up, but was unable to fall to the ground because he lacked divine consciousness and spiritual control.

Xiaobao felt like something wet and sticky was strangling him and dragging him down.

He wanted to resist, but was powerless.

However, the next moment, the sound of sharp blades cutting flesh could be heard in my ears.

Immediately afterwards, thick and smelly liquid was sprayed on him.

The restraints disappear.

Xiaobao's body fell into a slightly cold embrace.

Some cool energy was injected into his body, causing his originally depleted Dantian to begin to revive.

strangeness!

Who gave him the energy?

Is this spiritual power? Immortal power? Or divine power?

Obviously before, after forging the immortal body, he could no longer accept spiritual power from anyone other than his father and mother.

Who saved him now?

Xiaobao opened his eyes with difficulty.

When he saw the person in front of him clearly, his whole little face almost wrinkled together: "How could it be you?"

The one who saved him, held him, and sent him spiritual power was actually Li Weiran.

This super invincible and annoying guy.

Li Weiran raised his eyebrows: "Otherwise, who do you think you are?"

Xiaobao struggled angrily, trying to break free from his arms: "I, I don't need your help. Don't think that you can covet my mother just because you save me. When my father comes, he will definitely kill you."

Shattered into thousands of pieces!"

Li Weiran smiled casually and said, "Really? But if you are sure that I won't save you, can you wait until Di Mingjue comes to save you?"

Xiaobao sneered, broke away from his arms, and stepped onto the evil-dispelling sword again: "Even if I die, I don't need you..."

The last word "rescue" has not yet been uttered.

Suddenly there was a loud bang from below.

On top of the yellow sand densely packed with ferocious beasts, a huge pit appeared.

Countless ferocious beasts screamed and fell down.

Xiaobao looked down in shock.

But he met a pair of green eyes that were even bigger than him.

Then the sharp teeth stained with blood and minced meat slowly emerged from the yellow sand.
Chapter completed!