Chapter 670 The Reappearance of the Spirit Fox

Looking at the four monks in the late Jindan period from afar, Feng Ruo frowned slightly. He could be sure that none of these four people was the so-called Zhenjun, and just now in Chi Jingtong's memory, he also didn't find any clues about the Zhenjun. That guy seemed to be finished. It doesn't exist at all.

"It seems that some extraordinary methods have to be taken!" With such a self-to-self, Feng Ruo's left hand suddenly had a wisp of blue sword spirit, which looked extremely pure, like the blue sky in winter, giving people a dreamy illusion.

In the next moment, this wisp of blue sword spirit soared into the air, crossed the distance of more than a dozen miles in an instant, and crossed the three of the four monks with lightning speed. They didn't even notice a trace of danger, did not feel a trace of pain, but slightly felt a wisp of breeze gently from their faces. Blow it!

From beginning to end, everyone, including Jingmo, did not even see the shadow of the blue sword spirit, because the speed of the blue sword spirit was so fast that it was far beyond their sensing range. For them, it seemed that there was a moment of time stagnation!

And when the wisp of blue sword spirit returned to Feng Ruo's hands, time was still in a moment, as if the wisp of blue sword spirit had never left.

Everything is still going on!

"Hey hey! Jingmo camp, do you want to be squantled, or do you want us to do it yourself? If you are obedient, it's not that we don't know how to pity the jade, otherwise - hey hey! You know, Zhenjun just wants your virgin Zhenyuan, and the rest will become leftovers!" At this time, the monk who was the first to stop Jingmo was still laughing, and his words immediately attracted the laughter of the other three, but none of them noticed that a thin, almost invisible trace of blood was spreading from the bodies of the three of them.

"Cough, cough!" The arrogant laughter of the three people suddenly stopped at the same time, and then a violent cough sounded one after another. The sound of the cough was so horrible that it was like coughing out all his internal organs, as if he had suddenly become a terminally ill person.

"Brother Xia, Li Yun, Jiang Ban, what's wrong with you?"

This sudden situation immediately made the leading monk feel extremely uneasy. He had no time to threaten Jingmo again and hurriedly asked, because the three of them were masters of Jindan in the later period, and it was impossible to get sick at all, let alone get hurt, and this sudden strange cough was really annoying.

But at this time, the three people couldn't even speak. The tiny traces of blood began to spread quickly from their bodies and gradually expanded. At the same time, a stream of blood began to spray. Almost in a blink of an eye, their bodies seemed to be cut into tens of thousands of pieces by some sharp sword spirit. Similarly, it completely collapsed and turned into a pile of flesh and blood!

This is the power of Feng Ruo's sword spirit. There is no need for frontal contact at all. With only that terrible sword spirit fluctuation, the low strength can be turned into powder in a blink of an eye!

And this sudden change, not only the leading monk was scared and dumbfounded, Lian Jingmo, and Chu Mengyou, who was still gloating at the last moment, were completely stunned. No one saw where the attack came from, but the three late Jindan masters simply turned into three piles of flesh and blood!

This is really horrible!

"This - this - impossible! You woman, you actually use magic. You are a demonic trick!" The leading monk was even shivering at this time. He pointed to Jingmo in great panic and shouted. How dare he do anything to Jingmo again at this moment? What's more, he doesn't dare to look at the three companions who have turned into flesh and blood. It's not that he hasn't seen a dead person or killed anyone, but he really hasn't seen such a strange way of killing, which is simply unpreventable!

So, he just persisted for a moment, shouted wildly, turned around and ran away, as if he stayed in place for a moment, and he was about to end up there.

Although Chu Mengyou and Diao Mu's strength is low, they are not stupid at the same time. They look at each other and immediately run away in two directions, because there are no four late Jindan monks now. How can they have the strength to fight against the horrible Jingmo!

It's just that they are just the cultivation of the later stage of building the foundation. Even if they know how to escape separately, how can they escape the pursuit of Jingmo? In just a moment, they were captured by both Jingmo.

But these are no longer what Feng Ruo wants to care about. His goal is the monk who was scared away.

Of course, Feng Ruo would not chase and kill him in person, and he didn't want to chase and kill this person. He just repeated his old tricks, released a wisp of purple fire, and then sent a wisp of divine thoughts into it, so silently followed the fleeing monk, because if there was no accident, this guy would definitely go back

In fact, this is exactly the case. After running back to the wooden temple, the monk immediately rushed to the highest level of the stone mountain. That area is the area where the wooden messenger lives. Even Jingmo is not qualified to enter.

And the monk seemed to have some kind of token to get in and out. It was easy to enter this area, and then was taken to a beautifully decorated cave. However, to Feng Ruo's surprise, the young man he saw in the sinkhole area, that is, the spirit fox. Master.

"What are you panicking about? What's going on?" The young man still looked extremely calm, but his eyes flashed murderous. Undoubtedly, he had probably guessed the result.

"Give back to the Seven Gods, that Jingmo's strength is too horrible. She can do magic. Li Yun and the three of them were killed by her unconsciously. If it hadn't been for his subordinates, they would have escaped quickly--"

"If you hadn't escaped quickly, you would have died, wouldn't you?" The young man, known as the Seven Gods, interrupted very rudely, and at the same time, he stroked a dark gold wrench finger on his right finger, "Stupid! Jingmo's golden spirit bloodline has not yet awakened, and her strength is not enough at all. Obviously, someone secretly helped, and then left your life. Since then, it has been confirmed that the person behind it has been pointed out! Fortunately, Zhenjun had expected this for a long time. My friend, after listening to it for so long, don't you come out to see your master? This is a reflection of impoliteness!"

When the seven gods said this, a hairy little head suddenly appeared in his arms, but it was the spirit fox whose memory was erased!

Sorry for getting up late!