The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

The next moment, a thousand monks in the woods moved without a slight time error.

Jiang Zhilin's face was almost shady to the extreme.

But he didn't see the thousand soldiers in his eyes.

Nearly every one of them has only one realm to repair. If you want to keep him as the peak of the Xuan habitat, it depends on whether you have the ability to do so or not?

However, he did not see that behind the rain, the eyes of the coronation lit up a silver light and the pupils spread slightly and focused.

One minute later.

Jiang Qilin broke a big hole in his chest and slowly fell with his eyes open.

Until death, he didn't even think about it.

How did he die?

He's a master at the peak of Xuan Habitat!

Even if we can't beat a bunch of monks, at least we can escape!

But why, from the beginning of the battle, he realized he had no way into the sky, no way into the ground.

This is the only way to face the hopelessness of a truly lifeless song...

General!!

It's an army commanded by a warlord!

This is the last thought that remains in the minds of Jiangxiaolin.

Before the rain went up, he looked at the body of Monk Lingbo, before sinking his face and showing some anxiety in his eyes.

He implicitly had a bold guess.

The man who fell off the cliff and nearly half of the little girl's life was trying to save him, probably his second brother.

“Uncle Wei, we have to hurry. I'm afraid my second brother is in danger! ”

The coronation nodded with a soft voice and a hint of unrecognizable reverence: "Don't worry, Seven Sons, we will let everyone out, even if we turn the whole drunken forest over, we will find them. ”

……

The other end of the jungle.

“Elder Zhao, found it!! It's a puppet!” Excited sounds.

Zhao Rong, who was already exploring with divine knowledge, heard his eyes lit up and hurried over.

Looking at him sitting next to the rock, his eyes covered with white wine, Zhao Rong couldn't help but laugh with excitement: “We Lingbo Palace's only [monarchy] puppet finally got it, hahahahaha!! ”

On Floating Island, there is a relatively special category of monks known as spiritualists.

Sorcerers are generally divided into two types: summoners and puppeteers.

Whether the summoner summons the spiritual beast or the puppet that the puppeteer makes the control, it is divided into five levels.

[Ordinary, Elite, Leader, Monarch, Dominant.

No one on Floating Island has ever seen a [dominant] summoning beast or puppet.

Few even [monarchy].

[Lingbo Palace] In the six and eight families, strength is completely at the bottom, because they are only good at puppets, and may make and control puppets, but only at the highest command level.

“Fourteen years. Fourteen years!! ”

Zhao Rong held a black bone whistle in his hand, his eyes sparkled, and he carried an unspeakable resentment.

Suddenly lifted his feet and kicked Qin Liquor to the ground.

“Bastard, how many talented treasures did I spend in Lingbo Palace and how many lives did I fill to make you out? District puppet, how dare you run! How dare you!! You think you can escape the control of this Soul Control Post?! ”

After Qin Liquor was kicked down by him, as if he was unconscious, he sat back and continued to lean against the rock.

Zhao Rongda gasped for a few moments before he said: "Inform everyone near Drunken Night Forest that we have found the puppet. ”

“Ha ha, we owe you so much this time! ”

“It's mainly Elder Zhao's leadership! ”

Zhao Rong revealed a few points on his face. He picked up the black whistle and blew it: “Let's go back to Lingbo Hall! ”

Several disciples around them hurriedly sacrificed their flying swords and rose in the air.