Fast Transmigration: Raiders of that coquettish boss

Chapter 371 God's Little Turtle (75)

All the monks watched the movements of the Yinshuang mother-in-law Yuanying without blinking. At this moment, her body is dead. If the Yuanying survives, after going out and finding a more suitable body, she can start all over again.

What frightened everyone was that the little Earth Nascent Soul was holding a smaller version of the dragon-headed crutch and smashed it towards their own child again.

next moment--

Grandma Yinshuang's Nascent Soul also fell to the ground.

"So, Pindao will accept it with a smile!"

The little Nascent Soul fell to the ground in an instant, and Granny Yinshuang died in the blink of an eye. Before all the monks could regain their panic, they saw a green lantern flying faintly towards the lying face in front of everyone. Beside Nascent Soul on the ground.

The wick on the green lamp exudes a faint blue light, but seeing the flame of the wick leave the green lamp and fly to the Nascent Soul that is about to disappear in the next moment after dying of breath, it gently sucks the Nascent Soul over.

Mingyu watched this scene intently, the wick sucked the Nascent Soul, and the flames surged, seeming to be extremely happy, and the whole flame seemed to grow bigger.

After inhaling the Nascent Soul, the wick flame faintly floated back to the lamp, and flew back into the hands of the Qingdeng Sanren.

All of this happened in the midst of lightning and flint.

In the blink of an eye, Granny Yinshuang died, and Qingdeng Sanren urged his Qingdeng to eat up Granny Yinshuang's Nascent Soul.

Seeing this, Chen Wuyan, who had always advanced and retreated with Qingdeng Sanren, subconsciously took two steps away from Qingdeng and Sanren.

Qingdeng Sanren didn't feel annoyed, seeing that his own lamp flame had grown stronger again, he smiled slightly and nodded politely towards the surroundings.

"Thank you all fellow Taoists for your support!"

Everyone: "."

Promise of your size, I have an mmp in my heart who doesn't know what to say or not to say!
Mingyu was a little curious about his magic weapon.

"Master, what kind of lamp is that? It can eat people?"

"That's not a person, it's the essence of a monk. A cultivator's cultivation base is divided into Qi training, foundation building, alchemy, Yuanying, Huashen, and Mahayana. Each realm has nine levels. After the ninth level, it is Dzogchen, and the first three levels are The early stage, the middle three layers are the middle stage, and the last three layers are the late stage. After the alchemy is completed, the cultivator will produce the Nascent Soul, which is the Dharma image of the practitioner. After that, all the practitioners are not so much practice, but rather the practice of Dharma. , this lamp can no longer simply be called a magic weapon, it is already a spiritual treasure, this place really is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"

Huanyue Shenjun explained it in a nonchalant manner. Mingyu seemed to understand but he only knew that the lamp in the hands of Qingdeng Sanren was really great.

It's just that everyone present at the moment was shocked by the fact that Grandma Yinshuang was instantly killed as soon as she climbed the ladder.

Sure enough, the road to immortality and good luck are not so easy to get.

After a while, no one dared to go forward.

"Come on. Come on, it will be too late if you don't come."

At this time, Mingyu's ears suddenly heard a long and distant voice, and his eyebrows trembled, a little puzzled.

The voice came from above the ladder, and it showed no hostility towards her from the beginning to the end, "Master, I have to go up, wait for me!"

There was a voice in her heart telling her to go up quickly. Go up, that was his opportunity. If he didn't go up, he would be snatched away by others, and an irreversible tragedy would occur.

Actions were faster than brains, and immediately, she broke free from the hand of Lord Ziyuan that conveyed her spiritual power, flicked her sleeves, and stepped on the ladder to ascend to immortality without hesitation.

Although her cultivation was low, she didn't feel any discomfort when she stepped on the ladder to ascend to immortality.

All the cultivators saw the figure flickering in front of them, and the next moment a boy in black appeared next to the corpse of Granny Yinshuang just now.

Lord Huanyue opened her eyes wide!

Ziyuan-jun couldn't help but mention it.

(End of this chapter)