At the time of his fall, hundreds of millions of strange insects on the ground are leading their necks upward, one with a sharp mouth open, waiting for a bite of Tang Monk's meat; Just when Michen was about to fall into the insect swarm, his spirit sea flashed a trace of clarity, and Michen could not help roaring: "God stick, help me!"
Before his words fell, he saw that the magic wand, like a dark lightning, was placed under Michen's body at a high speed, passed between his feet, and quickly lifted him up. At this time, Michen, who was already sober, called out: "Damn, it's dangerous! It's egg pain... "
No matter what pain, it's better than death! He seized the opportunity that the giant monster had not recovered, and urged the speed of the stick to the extreme with his mind. Within ten miles, he flew over it in a few breath. When his feet stood on the edge of the lonely peak, he was really relieved.
The strange thing is that when the strange insects saw him standing on the lonely peak, they all raised their heads and made a few "squeak, squeak..." sounds. Then they immediately went underground and disappeared without a trace; The whole purple boundless land, also restored the beginning of the quiet, only the hair like purple, shining in this piece of land.
Michen stood on the edge of the peak and took a deep breath. He wanted to make himself calm down. Since he was thrown into Tianqiu well by Tianhou, he had never breathed so freely. Although it was only a few days, he felt as if it had been a long time!
When he is in a good mood, he stares at ziqiuling. Until this time, Michen is in the mood to experience the spirit like thick liquid. He feels that his whole body is wrapped by a thick layer of spirit. No matter how you absorb it, it still loves you like first love, and makes you enjoy the endless sweetness of spirit.
Michen didn't hesitate any more. He gently raised his right leg and stepped forward toward the purple spirit, which was deeply immersed in a huge purple cloud. The purple glow of ziqiuling reflected on Michen's body, making him a part of purple rays. Those purple rays did not seem to be blocked by him, but continued to extend forward through his body.
Shocked by this strange phenomenon, some of them couldn't believe it, so he stood up with both hands and looked at the purple line from the back of his hand. He couldn't help sighing the magic of the creator.
Michen just stood with his hands and walked forward slowly, feeling the wonder of the purple light penetrating the body. Wherever the purple light passes through, it can give people a feeling of spiritual implication penetrating the body, making people mistakenly think that they are a spiritual implication body, regardless of you and me.
Before the half column incense arrived, Michen approached ziqiuling. Ziqiuling's diameter was not big, and at most it was the size of a football. He slowly opened his hands and wanted to lift ziqiuling. When Michen's hands were holding ziqiuling, a powerful suction overflowed from ziqiuling.
Michen, who wanted to hold ziqiuling, was sucked in by it. No matter how much Michen fought, there was no effect. He was completely inhaled in less than a breath. Just as he wanted to open his mouth, he was choked to tears by Ziyun Lingye; Michen wants to come out of ziqiuling. After all kinds of attempts, he already knows that this is just a kind of extravagant hope. With his current strength, he can't do it at all.
In all kinds of helplessness, he had to be self-contained, but what he didn't understand was how such a small Ziqiu spirit could fit him in. However, he didn't feel narrow in Ziqiu spirit, but he felt boundless.
When Michen was thinking wildly, the path of the spirit liquid in Ziqiu spirit turned automatically, and the lavender spirit liquid also penetrated into his body. With the spirit liquid entering, he was fainted because he could not bear the strong flow of the spirit liquid.