My Fairy Clone Traveling Through the Eight Wastelands

A dark and cramped cave.

There were some unknown hedrons on the surrounding walls, emitting a glimmer of light, and a strong smell of blood permeated.

In the depths of the cave, there were several figures, among which was a young man sitting on a hill made of spirit stones.

The hill made of thousands of spirit stones emitted wisps of spiritual energy, all of which flowed to the man and was absorbed by him.

The young man was dressed in a disheveled robe.

At this time, his head was lowered, his hair was disheveled, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

"Shhhhhh Drink.. Roar.. Hiss. A

whispering roar came from his mouth.

The roar was low and hoarse, as if suppressing extreme pain.

"Uh-uh. Ho, Ling. What about the Lingwei people? Not yet... Coming back? It

seemed that the aura in the spirit stone had played a role, and the man regained his senses a little.

Looking at the dust made of the spirit stone under his feet, his brows furrowed slightly.

Raise your head and look at the few people on the side.

In the faint light of the hedron, the young face turned pale, and his eyes faintly glowed with blood.

Hideous black tendons stretch from the neck to the chin.

Scary and eerie.

When a few people on the side saw the young man's appearance, they lowered their heads in fright and trembled in place.

"Enlightenment. . . Qi Ling Lei Yu young master, Ling Lao he has not come back yet.

One of the figures stepped forward slightly.

Ling Lei looked at the person who reported and frowned even tighter, if the frenzied aura in his body was not suppressed by the aura, there was a risk of going berserk at any time.

Thinking of the fate of the rampant end, a deep fear appeared in his eyes.

Obviously, if you wait for yourself, you can break through the Jindan period.

The "click" of finger pinching.

"Damn Xuanling Sect, damn Heavenly Xuanxuan Holy Land!"

It can't be delayed, and for the sake of now, we can only obtain more spirit stones to suppress that power.

In that way, he can let go and break through the Jindan period.

As long as it reaches the Jindan period, everything will be easy to do.

Ling Wei hasn't come back yet, and it is estimated that something has happened to him.

Looks like I'm going to have to go out myself.

Then he looked at the few people who were trembling in front of him.

"A bunch of useless stuff."

The corners of Ling Lei's mouth grinned in a bloodthirsty arc.

With a wave of the big white hand, a black mist enveloped several people.

Then several people looked at each other in horror, and their bodies continued to become thin.

In the end, in their violent screams, there were not even bones left.

Only a few pieces of clothing remained, proving that they had just existed.

The black mist sucked up a few people and returned to the man in the Chinese robe.

Ling Lei opened his slightly reddened eyes, revealing an intoxicated look.

The restlessness in the body has calmed down after the qi, blood, and spiritual power of several people.

But that agitation has also grown, and a large number of spirit stones must be found as soon as possible in order to completely suppress them.

"Soul Mountain, hum!"

With a wave of his hands, there was a tremor from the hard stone wall in front of him, and a hole was opened.

Ling Lei used force under his feet and flew out.

。。。。。。

Zhao Hongying meditated and practiced on the bed of the inn.

After running for another week, the exercises were not until the meridians were a little tingling, and then they slowly finished the exercises.

In the absence of elixir, you can't cultivate for a short time, otherwise the meridians will be washed by the aura for a long time, which will cause trauma.

She opened her eyes and felt that her body was becoming more and more tenacious under the polishing of the aura, and she felt that it was not far from breaking through the Qi refining period.

Sighing silently, he sat on the bed, waiting for Ling Qingjue to come back.

。。。。。。

As soon as Ling Qingjue came back, he saw the girl sitting there, looking at the moonlight outside the window with a worried face.

She put down the spirit puppet on her shoulder and stepped forward to ask

, "Hongying, what's wrong?"

Zhao Hongying, who found that Ling Qingjue had returned, was overjoyed at first, but she didn't know what to think of, and began to suffer from gains and losses again.

Today, Ling Qingjue left her in Fang City, so that she understood her weakness.

Not only did she not help Ling Qingjue, but she also dragged her back, and even asked her to take her with her when she was in a hurry.

I'm like a drag bottle now.

"Qingjue, I'm not very weak."

Ling Qingjue heard the inquiry, looked at Zhao Hongying's expression, thought for a while, and then understood.

Looking at the somewhat lost girl, he said softly: "Well, but it's only temporary, Hongying, don't feel sorry for this, your talent is very strong." She

has a great change in the criteria for making friends, it doesn't matter if the talent is strong or not, but the temperament of a person must be good, at least you can rest assured that you can hand over the other party behind your back.

Of course, she didn't tell Zhao Hongying that she could strengthen her qualifications, and she didn't plan to say it for the time being.

It's not that they don't trust Zhao Hongying, but although they are not weak now, they are not stronger than them.

The Eight Desolation Realms are very large, and there are countless unknown means among them.

If this kind of thing is exposed, your fate can be imagined.

Although there are ways to strengthen spiritual roots in this world, all of them require a huge price, and their own enhancement is still all-round.

So instead of explaining the truth to Zhao Hongying now, it is better to let her think that her talent is like this.

Otherwise, this Zhao woman, who has strong self-esteem, probably doesn't know how to face herself.

Everything will wait until later.

Sure enough, after listening to her own words, Zhao Hongying's eyes lit up a little.

Ling Qingjue chuckled lightly and continued: "Hongying, if you really feel that you can't go, you can completely regard it as my investment in you.

"When you have the ability, you can repay me."

This sentence made Zhao Nuxia full of fighting spirit again, she looked at the woman in front of her, clenched her fists and said,

"Hmm!! Qingjue, I will definitely work hard to cultivate, and when the time comes, I will do whatever you ask me to do. Hearing

this, Ling Qingjue couldn't help but be interested, her beautiful eyes narrowed, and she took off her veil.

Stretched out his fingers to pick up Zhao Hongying's chin, looked directly at the other party, watched the other party's little face slowly turn red, and his tone became charming, and his lips opened lightly:

"Oh~? Is it really okay to do anything? The

effect is outstanding, the girl who was full of fighting spirit before, at this moment, wisps of heat are emerging from the top of her head, and her clear eyes have become flustered, and the water is flowing.

"That, that, that, of course!!"

After stammering, this Zhao Nuxia also completely turned into mosquito coil eyes.