monk family

Chapter 1502 Eleven Life and Death Unknown
The white rope flicked.

Winding straight towards the blue vortex.

At this time, the blue vortex seemed to be under the immobilization spell, and remained motionless.

"Xiao Kong!"

For the first time, Fu Shiyi felt the panic coming from the blue vortex.

A thought moves.

The blue vortex must be brought into the sea of ​​consciousness space.

but.

At this moment, the blue vortex was actually imprisoned, even if dragged by her spiritual sense, she couldn't move it a bit.

Soon the white rope was in front of him.

"amnesty!"

Fu Shiyi had a thought.

The clean bottle placed in the Qiqiao Linglong tree appeared in her hand instantly.

She tossed it in the air.

Quickly chant the mantra.

In the net bottle, five-color rays of light appeared in an instant.

The five-color glow instantly enveloped the white rope, and the white rope struggled violently. The eyes of the glow were about to collapse. Fu Shiyi hurriedly made a tactic, and a stream of blood was sprayed into the clean bottle. Hold it tight!
"Roar!"

The blue vortex that had gained freedom let out a roar.

A terrifying suction burst out directly and landed on the white vortex. The white vortex gave out a strange cry of unwillingness, and was slowly shrinking. Then it turned into a bunch and was dragged into the vortex by the blue vortex. At the same time, the white rope turned into pure aura and was absorbed by the bottle!
"Xiaokong, hurry up!"

at this time.

There was a loud rumble in the void in front of them.

That terrifying coercion is right in front of your eyes.

Fu Shiyi was terrified!

A thought moves.

The blue vortex, the clean bottle was taken into the sea of ​​consciousness space.

"Boom!"

The moment she wanted to escape into the space of the sea of ​​consciousness.

A palm print suddenly landed on the mountain from the void.

The ten-thousand-foot high mountain and the ten-mile-radius land were suddenly crushed into a cloud of dust by this mighty force, and an abyss of tens of thousands of feet appeared in place. If there is a cultivator of Huashen here, he must be able to perceive that this palm print obviously contains some kind of law of heaven and earth charm.

"eleven!"

"Sister Eleven!"

"Aunt Eleven!!"

far away.

Mr. Fu, who had a bad premonition, brought Fu Yimu and Fu Sitian halfway through the escape. When he turned around, he happened to see this scene, and couldn't help being heartbroken.

Everything seems to take a long time, but in fact, a series of actions are completed in an instant.

The dust fell.

The palm print then disappeared.

Everything is as if nothing happened.

but.

The abyss stood there impressively, showing the bloody fact.

"Old Ancestor, Aunt Eleven will be fine!"

Fu Yimu's eyes were red.

Mr. Fu's head was also buzzing at this time, because just now, he felt a strong sense of distress, he forced himself to cheer up, and said quickly:
"Quick, go back!"

but.

His own footsteps are a little immobile!

He was sent to the Qingxu Sect since he was a child, and fought alone in the Qingxu Sect. He struggled all the way to the Foundation Establishment Stage. To the Fu Clan, to be honest, at that time, it was just a cooperative partner for him. When he was about to advance to the next stage and his life energy was exhausted, the appearance of Fu Shiyi changed his conception.

Fu Shiyi allowed him to recover from his injuries, not only that, but he also gained the opportunity to advance to the alchemy stage. In the later experience, he was like a secular grandfather, treating Fu Shiyi as his own granddaughter.

Fu Shiyi made him feel family love in the cold world of comprehension.

but.

He thinks that he still puts the way of comprehension first.

At this moment, he feels a kind of bewilderment. If Fu Shiyi dies, if all the relatives and friends around him die, then he will be considered as a Taoist, and who will he share it with?

(End of this chapter)