Chapter 957 Xiao Huang’s Evolution

Lei family.

A secret little cave.

"puff!"

A beautiful female cultivator who was meditating suddenly opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Her eyebrows moved.

After counting with his right hand for a while, he smiled evilly:

"Banned?"

"Don't overestimate your capabilities!"

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Hongling Mountains.

The floating island in the center of the colorful pagoda.

now.

There were only Mr. Fu and the Star Goddess in the meeting hall.

The Saint is better than before.

He seemed to have become three inches shorter.

There was no color on his face.

She shook her head apologetically and said solemnly:

"Old man, the thunder curse on Si Lei has merged with his lifeline. Silei is neither a human nor a curse. He is now immortal. For this thunder curse, I used the power of the ninth level of the Star God Altar. It cannot be erased. Although it is banned now, it is temporary. We still have to find a way to solve it quickly, otherwise..."

otherwise.

The Fu family's luck will all be robbed.

Mr. Fu didn't expect that the saint would be helpless.

He frowned slightly.

After pondering for a while, he said:

"If we let Eleven's third uncle take action, can this lightning curse be lifted?"

"no!"

The saint shook her head decisively.

The reason why she only discussed with Mr. Fu naturally had another meaning:

"Old man, the person who cast this lightning curse is probably at least a Nascent Soul peak monk. If you want to get rid of it, you must have a monk who is at least the Nascent Soul level, and this person needs to know ancient witchcraft."

this.....

The one with the highest cultivation level in their Fu family is Mr. Fu, but he is far away from Nascent Soul, let alone a monk who understands ancient witchcraft. Mr. Fu was at a loss what to do, but he saw the Saintess staring at him with burning eyes. His mind turned around, and someone suddenly appeared, and he squinted his eyes vigilantly.

"Old man, I just did a fortune-telling in the temple. Now the only one who can solve our Fu family's predicament is Shi Shi. We need to contact her as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late."

The saint is very calm.

Finished.

She said goodbye and returned to the Star Temple.

During this period, a steady stream of demonic beasts' flesh and blood would be sacrificed, and at the same time, she would have to sit at the altar, otherwise the ban on Fu Silei would collapse in an instant.

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After the saint left.

Mr. Fu sat in the meeting hall for a while.

He sighed silently.

He patted the storage bag with his right hand, and in a flash of light, a message tree was revealed. This message tree was specially given to Fu Shiyi when he was in the desert tree house, just in case something happened to Fu Shiyi. When traveling to other places, the two can communicate with each other.

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desert.

Qiaoling Mountain.

In a secret cave, Fu Shiyi, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating, suddenly opened his eyes. He patted his storage bag. In a flash of light, a message tree floated into the air. A light flashed on one of the message leaves. A string of text flashes quickly:

"The clan is in trouble, and we need to find a Nascent Soul monk who knows ancient witchcraft. We are extremely urgent!"

"Sorry, Eleven!"

The aura faded away.

Fu Shiyi frowned tightly.

Even if Mr. Fu didn't say where the disaster came from, she vaguely guessed it.

In the altar of Baimeng Hall, the Lei family suffered such a big loss and would definitely not let it go.

Fu Shiyi quickly wrote on the message leaf:

"Grandpa, I will return to Mangzhou as soon as possible!"

"Do not worry"

"I already have someone in mind."

Putting the message tree back into the storage bag, Fu Shiyi looked back at a red fire cocoon in the cave. After Xiao Huang swallowed the accompanying spirit grass of the fire beast from under the volcano at the place of altar, he became knotted. It became a cocoon of fire, obviously in the process of evolution:

"Xiao Huang, we're on our way, I'd like to apologize to you."