Leading the entire sect to victory, this useless girl amazed the world of cultivation!

Baihu still wanted to be reserved, but Ji Wushuang unexpectedly started to take out treasures as if they were free.

The fountain of life, give!

Beast Heart Holy Grass, take it out!

Hanshui spiritual grass, free!

Because the white tiger is the master of gold among the four beast gods, Ji Wushuang also took out a ball of gold origin.

The origin of gold!

Baihu was indeed moved!

But if it sells its body for the gold origin, and Xuanwu, Qinglong and Suzaku find out in the future, how can it keep its face?

No, no, it also has to save face!

If up to this point, Baihu could still "hold it in" for the sake of face, then when Ji Wushuang took out a drop of Xiantian Divine Water, Baihu could no longer sit still. He even jumped up like a cat and jumped steadily into Ji Wushuang's arms. He meowed in a coquettish voice, "Ahem, my body is indeed not suitable for walking in the void anymore. I'll have to trouble you, Xiao Wushuang."

Ji Wushuang sighed in her heart, as expected, no one in the world could refuse the innate divine water, not even the White Tiger Beast God could do it. It was difficult for her to secretly steal "one drop" of the innate divine water without the knowledge of the Origin of Tianshui. If the Origin of Tianshui knew about it, she would probably be beaten.

However, in order to keep the White Tiger, he was willing to be beaten by Tianshui Origin.

At this time, the origin of Tianshui in the small world has begun to roll up its sleeves, making all the creatures in the small world silent in fear, especially the Bodhi, Tianyuan Fruit Tree, Tianmo Ling Fruit Tree, Beast Heart Holy Grass Spirit, Hanshui Divine Grass Spirit and Chiyang Grass Spirit. They are watching with their eyes and noses and their noses with their hearts.

Ahem, after all, they would secretly "suck up" the innate divine water while the origin of Tianshui was in seclusion for cultivation, or when they were not at "home".

They assured that they only "sucked" and definitely did not "swallow".

After all, they are not shameless and strong-willed masters.

The master was not afraid even when being beaten by Tianshui Benyuan, and he was still smiling.

But if they were slapped by the Tianshui Origin Wheel, they might really have to go see Tainai.

Seeing that Tianshui Benyuan was becoming more and more irritable, the group of "wood"-type little guys wanted to hug each other and tremble.

——Oh, if you hit their owner, you can’t hit them anymore.

After swallowing the innate divine water, the wounds on the White Tiger Master were indeed healed.

Because it had been using its own blood to nourish the Suzaku and Azure Dragon eggs for years, its body had long been at the end of its strength. Suddenly, it was injected with vigorous and powerful vitality. It couldn't stop feeling tired. It only had time to hand both eggs to Ji Wushuang, and then desperately pulled Ji Wushuang's instructions.

"I'm so sleepy, so... I'm leaving it to you... And... the Underworld Sea... is dangerous... When I wake up, I'll go with you... Wait for me... Huhuhuhu..."

Before he could finish his words, the kitten had already fallen into a deep sleep, which made Ji Wushuang feel soft-hearted.

Kittens are indeed the cutest creatures in the world!

Ji Wushuang placed the sleeping white tiger into the small world, and then wrapped the Vermillion Bird Egg and Azure Dragon Pill with the Beast Heart Sacred Grass and placed them in it together.

As soon as the white tiger entered the small world, the origin of Tianshui sensed that it had the aura of innate divine water.

Tianshui Benyuan stared at the kitten for a long time, and finally just hummed twice, then walked away holding the two eggs. Before leaving, he did not forget to cover the little kitten with a quilt woven from the sacred grass of animal heart.

After all, the water thief is Ji Wushuang. He is a rational water and will not harm innocent people.

Ji Wushuang silently peeked at the scene in the small world, and saw that the origin of Tianshui did not attack the White Tiger, Vermillion Bird and Azure Dragon, and he felt very complicated.

Who would understand that, in the eyes of Tianshui Benyuan, his status as the master is actually the lowest!

It's outrageous!

Ji Wushuang silently complained in her heart, but did not forget to dig out Shang Xi who was in the "power of no system", and continued to row her small boat forward.

The rest of the journey was unusually smooth. Perhaps it was because of the protection of "Tiger Hair", but Ji Wushuang did not encounter any void monsters along the way. Not only that, he did not even feel the "Star Soul" that would occasionally pass by.

Just when Ji Wushuang was feeling overjoyed, a sinister and shrill laugh suddenly came from the horizon.

"White Tiger, oh White Tiger, why don't you run away? Run, gulp, gulp, gulp, or I'll peel off your skin today... Eh? Who are you? Where's the White Tiger?"

Ji Wushuang looked up suspiciously and saw a black mist slowly wandering in the void.

Ji Wushuang was so familiar with that strong and terrifying smell.

Back then, Ji Wushuang almost fell into the Nether Sea because of the person in front of him, oh, it should be because of the demon in front of him.

Ji Wushuang couldn't help but smile brightly when he thought of this.

"Hello~Senior~"

The black fog on the opposite side did not seem to recognize Ji Wushuang and asked in surprise: "Do you know this demon?"

Ji Wushuang grinned with his bright white teeth, "Of course I recognize him, the third demon god, Mo Tu."

Mo Tu's face slowly emerged from the black fog. It was an extremely exquisite and gorgeous face with flying eyebrows, a straight nose, and red lips. He was like a blood-red lotus blooming enchantingly in the snow. Both his skin and underneath were filled with a sinful aura that even countless powerful people were fascinated and corrupted by.

It is the most charming and the most soul-touching.

Demon Slayer.

The most beautiful and dangerous of the seven ancient demons.

Because other demons hunt believers and living beings, but Demon Tu’s target is the beings who are praised as gods of various races.

She said that ordinary prey were neither beautiful nor powerful, and even if they offered themselves to her, she would not bother to touch them.

Only the truly top talents, only the truly amazing beings, only the truly eye-catching stars are worthy of being her prey.

For example, the Immortal Sword Master who was still in his growth stage at that time.

But... Mo Tu's interest in her prey was only to hold on until she got it. For example, back then, she split the Immortal Sword Master who had not yet grown up, and seeing that she was completely out of breath, she threw her into the void crack she created.

As for the appearance of the "Immortal Sword Master", she had long forgotten it.

Mo Tu was not interested in the Battle of Guixu after that, because she had found new, more interesting toys and more lovely targets.

At this moment, looking at the little girl standing in front of him who was only in her thirties, Mo Tu couldn't help but have burning eyes.

"Are you a Divine Master?"

"Yes."

"A Divine Venerable in his thirties?" Mo Tu's narrow, charming eyes flickered slightly. "When did a genius like you appear in the human race? What's your name?"

Ji Wushuang said with a half-smile: "Who told you that I am a human?"

"Is not it?"

"Of course not."

"Then you are..."

A heavy and ancient breath of the Demon Ancestor surged out from Ji Wushuang's brows, instantly suppressing Mo Tu's breath of the Demon God and transforming into countless shackles, blocking all of Mo Tu's retreat routes.

When Mo Tu saw the Dao Wen shackles, his eyes lit up and he was extremely excited.

"A Taoist Master? Haha, this is my first time meeting a Taoist Master. Interesting little girl! Come on! If you let this demon god have his fun today, I will spare your life. I will skin you, tear your bones, and make a human bone lantern, trapping your soul inside forever. Okay?"

"I'm your uncle."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Wushuang summoned Meng Hong and jumped up, slashing at Mo Tu's eyebrows.

The sword energy was stunning, and the sword force was overwhelming. However, Mo Tu not only did not retreat, but his cheeks flushed with excitement, as if he had already seen the end of Ji Wushuang turning into a human bone lantern. Until that sword directly split through the demonic energy that protected her body, her tough skin, her body that was tempered by thousands of times and was comparable to a super holy weapon, and her ancient demon god's soul-guarding Blood Evil Tiangang, and picked out her heart like a nimble dragon.

"Pfft..."

As the demonic blood gushed out, Mo Tu saw that his heart had fallen into Ji Wushuang's hands.

She held her heart with one hand, gently wielded the sword with the other, and sneered.

"A mere ancient demon god, nothing more than that."