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Chapter 1147 State of Mind

Seeing that the second prince, Levitra had been sealed in the Demon Destruction Record, Su Tang ignored him and turned around to rush towards the fallen Helan Feiqiong.

Helan Feiqiong's face looked like gold paper. She was no longer able to release the air-control technique. It was not until Su Tang held her shoulder that her figure stabilized.

"How are you?" Su Tang whispered.

Helan Feiqiong barely opened her mouth to speak, but a mouthful of blood spurted out, spitting Su Tang's face.

Su Tang's heart suddenly sank. After all, it was a killing attack from a great realm of the True God Realm. Although from the outside, Helan Feiqiong's injuries were not serious, the spiritual veins in her body had all collapsed, and even the Zifu was affected.

"Expedition..." Helan Feiqiong uttered two words with difficulty.

"You should take care of the expedition yourself." Su Tang said: "You can't die with me." In fact, Su Tang also suffered the same attack, but he had magic equipment to protect his body, and his recovery ability was much stronger than Helan Feiqiong. The attack of the second prince, Essence, first destroyed his body protection divine consciousness, and then destroyed his magic shield and armor one after another, with little strength left.

The next moment, Su Tang took a long breath, and his figure emitted a slight light. Then, a thin and weak leaf seedling emerged from the light and shadow, and then grew at an astonishing speed.

When the mosquito larvae arrived, the leaf seedlings had turned into a big tree more than ten meters high. The big tree appeared and disappeared from time to time, saying it was fake. The mosquito larvae could clearly see the outline of each leaf and the bark lines. It was true that the big tree was transparent and did not seem to exist in this world.

After a moment, the Zhenmiaoxingjun also arrived, and the big tree had stretched to hundreds of meters high, and the figures of Su Tang and Helan Feiqiong were wrapped in the trunks.

"What's wrong with them?" Zhenmiaoxingjun asked anxiously.

"The demon used the Demon Destruction Record to seal that guy." Mother Terrified.

"I know." Zhen Miao Xingjun said: "I'm asking them!"

"I don't know either." Mother larva shook his head: "It must be because he was injured."

At this moment, the hovering Demon Destruction Record suddenly released a shocking explosion, and countless light spots burst out, like a huge firework blooming.

It was like the real spiritual energy hitting the face. Even at this time, the larvae and the True Miaoxingjun couldn't help but show surprise. They were not without seeing the scene of the holy place of cultivation. However, the spiritual energy emitted by the Demon Destruction Record was a bit special. It did not require the divine thoughts to absorb it, and it could penetrate inward from the limbs and bones, and even caused them to have the urge to cheer.

A red light came from afar. It was the red jade token. Xiaobudian and the blue bird were sitting on the red jade token. Seeing the ancient tree full of infinite vitality, Xiaobudian suddenly cheered and then rushed towards the ancient tree, because in the depths of her memory, her mother should be like this.

The red jade token was extremely excited, but its attention was concentrated on the spiritual power released by the Demon Demon Record. When the little guy jumped out and rushed towards the ancient tree, it flew with all its strength in the fireworks. Around its body, there seemed to be an invisible force field. Wherever it passed, the trajectory of the light and rain had changed and gathered towards it.

Mother Terrazzo and True Miaoxingjun closed their eyes slightly and felt the feeling of vitality pouring into their hearts. However, the Demon Demon Record seemed to be stimulated or eaten too much. Every ten times, there would be a loud explosion, and then another huge firework began to bloom.

Once or twice is nothing. After repeating this hundreds of times, neither the marrow larvae nor the true Miaoxingjun had the intention to continue to absorb spiritual power. They could see the panic in each other's eyes, and obviously they wanted to go together.

Although the jade tablet has been desperately absorbing spiritual energy, it only absorbs two or three hundred fireworks, and even flew out tens of thousands of meters away. It seems to have reached the end of the star field, which is too easy to attract others' attention. It is like a convoy full of gold and silver treasures rushing on a place full of bandits. Not only does it not hide its own movements, but it also exposes all the treasures to the bright sunshine.

In fact, the worries of Mother Terrace and the True Miaoxingjun make sense. In the starry sky in the distance, an old man was looking at this place from afar. His face was very complicated. After a long time, he let out a sigh of relief: "It turned out to be the Demon Destruction Record..."

The bamboo forest behind the old man was shaking slightly, and as the bamboo branches swayed, half-empty and half-illusory figures appeared. They were shaking constantly with the frequency of the bamboo branches dancing. It turned out that every bamboo here was a person.

Kong Mie was also among them. He stared at the huge fireworks that bloomed in the distance from time to time, and the corners of his mouth twitched, Demon Destruction Record... That was exactly what the third prince Feng Bian really wanted! Unfortunately, he had no chance to pass the news again.

At this moment, seven or eight monks rushed from afar and saw the old man's back. They exchanged glances with each other, then changed directions and avoided them far away.

The old man seemed to have seen nothing, and sat slowly by the pond and took out a herds flute.

Several monks rushed towards the place where huge fireworks were blooming, but their flight trajectory was changing. After a big circle, they flew towards the old man again. Moreover, they seemed to have become blind and did not realize what was ahead.

When it was less than a hundred meters away from this place, the monks suddenly showed horror and then changed direction again. It seemed that they had not seen any abnormalities before, and knew that they had just discovered that the old man was waiting in front of them.

A strange scene appeared. No matter how the monks walked, they would fly towards the old man in the end. They also realized that the unusual distance was getting closer and closer. First, it was about a hundred meters, then fifty meters, and finally they almost stepped onto the grass. Only then did they find that the old man was sitting several meters away in front of them. The figures of the monks immediately became stiff and no one dared to move.

Then, three monks flew from afar, and they were repeating the scene just now, circled around, and finally landed in the grass.

"Time is also... luck is also..." The old man sighed softly, and then blew the shepherd's flute.

Deep fear and regret appeared in Kong Mie's eyes. Is this the power of the ancient true god? He seemed to have made the stupidest choice.

The sound of the flute echoed in the air, condensed into a swaying picture. A young shepherd boy wearing a short jacket and a straw hat was riding a yellow cow towards them.

The old man's cultivation has reached the point where he is unpredictable. His relaxed or commemorative state of mind turned into a real and visible picture in the starry sky.
Chapter completed!
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