Fu Shiyi looked back.

But see you.

The figures of Fu Yimu and Fu Sitian have overlapped, regardless of you and me. Above their heads, there is a green and white scorching sun. Fu Yimu can be seen making secrets with his hands and muttering words in his mouth.

In the scorching sun above their heads, the blue-white spiritual light flourished.

A palm slowly stretched out.

The moment this palm appeared, even the space exploded with a "sizzling" sound, and the white jade walls on both sides collapsed instantly.

Fu Yimu's lips parted slightly:

"Cang Ming Divine Palm"

"Fall!"

Rolling thunder sounded in the cave.

The divine palm continues to grow in size, covering the entire area where the eight-winged worm is.

"Quack"

The eight-winged beetle made a sound of panic.

With only one pair of wings left, it knew it was invincible, so it quickly took the demon pill back into its belly, flapped its wings, and prepared to escape. However, the entire time and space was imprisoned by a mysterious force, and the eight-winged worm could not move even an inch.

"Quack!"

The eight-winged beetle quickly sent out a distress signal.

At the same time.

It spat out the demon elixir again and flew towards Cangming Divine Palm without fear of death.

"Crack, click, click!"

However.

The demon pill only flew less than ten feet.

Layers of white frost instantly solidified around it. The white frost spread very quickly. In a blink of an eye, the demon pill was also covered with thick white frost. The eight-winged worm that turned around and wanted to escape was also covered with white frost.

Frost.

"Pardon!"

A cold voice came out of Fu Yimu's mouth.

There was a "boom".

The demon pill and the eight-winged beetle instantly turned into patches of frost, fluttering down.

"Boom!"

However.

Suddenly a heavy object fell to the ground in mid-air.

Fu Shiyi thought it was the eight-winged beetle that was not dead yet, and when his consciousness swept away, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

But see you.

Above the ground.

In a five-color mask, a tender pink-winged beetle is curled up inside.

"This eight-winged worm is actually pregnant?!"

Fu Shiyi was stunned for a moment.

And.

This eight-winged worm has obviously already formed an embryo.

Coming closer.

Fu Shiyi could hear its weak heartbeat "thumping" and "thumping". The fetus of the bald-winged worm was still alive. Fu Shiyi was thinking about putting it into the spirit beast bag first.

Out of the corner of my eye.

The scorching sun above the heads of Fu Yimu and Fu Sitian, who were suspended in mid-air, dissipated in an instant. They closed their eyes tightly and fell straight to the ground.

Fu Shiyi quickly made the secret.

Two rays of spiritual light shot out, holding the two of them up to him.

After checking it out.

Fu Shiyi found that the two of them had dried up their true energy, and their souls were also slightly depleted. Obviously, the use of the secret technique of Cang Ming Divine Palm Combination Strike was too great for their current cultivation base in the early stage of the golden elixir!
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However.

The power of Cangming Divine Palm is indeed impressive.

Fu Shiyi stuffed two Rejuvenation Pills into their mouths and quickly helped transform the medicine. Fu Yimu's eyelids twitched and they quickly opened their eyes. Seeing the frost in the sky, they were sure that the eight-winged beetles were gone.

Death, a satisfied smile appeared on Fu Yimu's tired face.

Fu Shiyi smiled happily.

The younger generation of clan members have grown up and are able to stand on their own.

She felt very relieved:

"Yimu, Sitian, thank you for your hard work."

"We didn't work hard, Aunt Eleven. If you hadn't given us two spiritual beads, we still wouldn't be able to use this Cangming Divine Palm."

At this time.
Chapter completed!