"Just because you are worried about me, do you ignore your own safety?"

Leng Yumo touched her nose and said embarrassedly: "I didn't think so much at that time... and I didn't think about my safety. It was my knife that didn't listen to my orders!"

Speaking of the knife, Leng Yumo looked down and was shocked.

"Damn, this is my knife? How did it become so beautiful?"

The blade had turned red, and with the injected spiritual power, the red lotus ball above appeared and appeared looming.

And she could clearly feel that the knife became stronger than before.

No, not right! It's not just a knife!

Leng Yumo widened her eyes and felt like she was hit by a pie. "My cultivation level has broken through the peak of the Tribulation Period and become a Golden Immortal? No, how is this possible? I'm not wrong with anything! I don't feel anything at all."

Jingyuan quietly hid his hand behind him that had broken the hole.

As the divine power surged, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He pretended that nothing had happened and asked, "Have you ever entered the ruins of [Wu Shang Palace] before? This knife should have been obtained from Wu Shang Palace, right?"

"Wu Shang Palace?" Leng Yumo was stunned.

Some vague and distant sounds faintly sounded in my mind.

"I feel my passionate blood, and the purity of [Wu Shang Palace], so I am circulating [Red Lotus Sword of the Soul-Slaying Sword] and [Wu Shang Fire Art],"

"I hope that the soul without sorrow will remain in the world forever, and will not be dispersed or destroyed."

Jingyuan looked at her expression and realized: "[Wu Shang Palace] was a major religion in ancient times, and only they could create magic weapons and techniques that could absorb the filth of heaven and earth.

"The little monk really wants to thank Miss Yumo. If you hadn't purified the water of this soul-raising pool, Xiao Luo would have to go through a lot of trouble to achieve his goal."

Leng Yumo then realized that both of them were still in the pool water, soaked in soaking all over.

But these pool waters are clear and clear, emitting dazzling colorful lights in the waves.

"What happened?"

"Bastard! Didn't you tell you that this place is dangerous? You have to come in... come in... Huh?!!"

The disciples of Hongyan Sect who rushed in were shocked when they heard the movement.

Pool... The water in the pool stops rolling?! What's going on?

Jingyuan scooped a bowl of water with a golden bowl, and as soon as the water was entered, it disappeared without a trace.

Seeing the disciples of Hongyan Sect come in, I bowed to them with gratitude: "Thank you for the water from Hongyan Sect for giving the soul-raising pool water. Thank you very much. Please transfer it to the head of your sect."

After saying that, Jingyuan left a storage ring on the ground and disappeared from the spot with Leng Yumo.

...

Leng Yumo looked at the scene that suddenly changed in front of her and was stunned: "How did we come out of the Soul-raising Pool? Little monk, do you have a teleportation array plate? It's not right. The two formations cannot be stacked. In the Soul-raising Pool array, the random teleportation array plate should not have any effect!"

Jingyuan smiled shyly and didn't say anything.

Seeing that he was like this, Leng Yumo did not ask any more questions, but waved at him: "Little monk, now that we have all our wishes come true, it's time to part ways."

The smile in Jingyuan's eyes disappeared in an instant.

An unprecedented feeling of loss arose in my heart.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he felt that gathering and separation were impermanent, and they would eventually separate.

Leng Yumo's heart also felt a little sad and reluctance.

Then I couldn't help but want to slap myself!

Leng Yumo, Leng Yumo, please be more careful!
Chapter completed!