"Gone."

"Fly away!"

…

Miao Nightingale shuttled through the clouds in the escaping light, rushing all the way without knowing where she was going, and the magic power in her body quickly evaporated.

The stars and moon cover the body, day and night alternate naturally.

After an unknown amount of time, she finally stopped at a fairy mountain shrouded in clouds and mist.

Taking out the soul flag and standing beside her, Miao Yeying curled up and sat down leaning on the soul flag. She just felt tired and wanted to take a nap.

A golden elixir master's ghost appeared beside her and stood guard quietly.

From time to time, the roars of ferocious beasts can be heard in the ancient forest and fairy mountains.

Either they were flying swords, or monks were flying over the sky using Escape Light.

There seems to be a small magic circle on the top of the mountain. Tu Shanjun can use the spirit officer's magic eyes to see clearly. This time of course it is not Brother Ding, but the golden elixir of Rakshasa Xu.

Tushanjun can attach his consciousness to the other person's body.

Speaking of which, he hasn't come out of the soul flag for a long time.

He stretched himself out and looked back at Miao Yeying, who was leaning on the soul flag and in the formation. Tu Shanjun said with a smile: "I slept long enough, but disciple, we should also..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes and expression suddenly changed, and his body disappeared. He walked quickly to Miao Yeying's side. Tushan Jun opened his eyes suddenly and murmured in disbelief: "How could..."

After receiving his magic power, Tushanjun rummaged through the life-saving elixirs he had refined.

Wow!

The storage bag fell down.

Bottles and cans were scattered all over the floor.
Chapter completed!