After converting to Qingqing Dao, my little junior sister went crazy

In the water polo, Red Cloud Scorpion struggled desperately but to no avail.

Shu Jue tried to input some thunder spiritual power into it, and the Red Cloud Scorpion that was already struggling inside struggled even more happily.

Thin streaks of lightning can also be seen on the red shell.

Shu Jue got interested and added some more fire spiritual power.

She placed her hand on the outermost part of the water ball. Not long after the fire spiritual power was added, she could feel the water ball being a little warmer.

Red Cloud Scorpion: "..." It hates that it can't curse others.

In the following time, it felt the sinister nature of people's hearts.

One moment it was fire, another moment it was Brother Bing, and now it was electricity.

There was originally a wound on its back. After being tossed around, the whole scorpion wilted and lay motionless in the water ball.

At first, it tried to swing its tail and prick Shujue with a needle, but Shujue noticed it and used ice spiritual power to freeze the poisonous needle on its tail. Now it still has an ice ball hanging from its tail.

"Shu Jue, don't kill it yet."

Shujue had had enough fun and was just about to give it a good play when Qingluan's voice suddenly rang.

When she was fighting the demon woman on the Yunzhou just now, she was considering whether to let Qingluan go to protect those people, but after thinking about it, she still didn't want the demon to know that she had a contracted monster.

Before she could come up with the result of her hesitation, the demon woman left first.

She didn't release Qingluan.

She can still handle the seventh level monster on her own.

During this period of time, her cultivation has improved, her swordsmanship has also improved a lot, and her understanding of the skills seems to be higher.

Just talking about the speed, it is already much faster than before.

"Is there anything else on it that can be recycled?" Shujue's head turned quickly, and she quickly understood why Qingluan said that.

"Go and break its head open and see if there are any beads inside." Qingluan didn't like staying outside so he just talked and didn't come out.

Shujue froze the red cloud scorpion that was not completely dead, leaving only a big head outside. She walked up and knocked on its head.

Bang hard.

"Is this shell too hard? It seems harder than the shell on your body."

She frowned, how to break it open?

"The shell on its body has a certain degree of defense against spiritual power. The one on its head doesn't have it, it's just thick. You don't need to worry about it, just hammer it open."

"Ah?" Shu Jue was stunned, then put away the moon-inducing sword and took out his snow-covered sword.

The big black stick hit the red cloud scorpion's head. Not to mention, the sound was quite crisp.

Shu Jue chuckled, her sweet expression instantly turned ferocious, and with enough strength, she struck down with the stick.

There was only a crisp click sound, and a big hole was knocked out of the hard shell on the top of the red cloud scorpion's head, and a stench was immediately released.

"What is this... vomit... it stinks... vomit..." There was a large area inside, filled with black and purple liquid, which almost made her faint on the spot.

"I forgot to remind you to block your sense of smell..." Qingluan's voice was much softer than at the beginning: "This is its excrement."

Shu Jue: "?" Is it just a cesspool?

"There should be a bead in here, which is the red cloud scorpion's magic elixir. You can give it to Tu Xue to absorb. It will be good for his cultivation."

After listening to Qingluan's words, Shujue's mouth twitched.

Taking a step back, Tu Xue’s cultivation does not necessarily require the use of these beads. But in the end she cursed and got the beads out.

Separate it with a layer of spiritual power. Once you get it, freeze it into an ice lump and put it in your storage bag.

The Red Cloud Scorpion, which had its magic elixir taken away, was already dead.

Adhering to the concept of never wasting anything, Shu Jue directly wrote down its two large pliers, and stroked its tail again, not leaving a drop of poisonous juice, and packed them all away.

"This can be used for refining weapons for Second Senior Brother." Shujue touched the hard pliers, which are good materials for refining weapons.

She shook the small porcelain bottle again: "Senior Sister Fourth will probably like the poisonous juice, right? I heard that she seems to be researching some new poisonous elixir recently. I will go to her to get some..."

After putting everything away, Shujue turned around to find Yan Beizhou and the others.

The occupation over there is over.

There were only more than 90 people left out of the more than 100 people he originally brought. Looking at the dead people, Yan Beizhou looked at them in silence for a long time, and finally sighed: "Let's heal their injuries first."

Half of the remaining ninety-odd people were injured, and the disciples treated their injuries individually.

Because there were a large number of people and they were afraid that the disciples would be too busy, some uninjured southern people also volunteered to distribute the elixirs for them, but no one spoke during the distribution process.

The disciples also had injuries on their bodies, but after all, they had been practicing for longer, and their injuries were lighter than those of the people from the southern country.

Nearly two hours had passed after dealing with these matters. Seeing that Shujue hadn't come back yet, Yan Beizhou was a little worried. Just as he was about to go find her, he saw her coming back from the deep jungle.

"Little Junior Sister!" Yan Beizhou ran up to her and looked her up and down: "You are not injured, are you? Where is that monster?"

"You're not injured. Don't worry, third senior brother. I killed that red cloud scorpion. How are you doing here? You're injured. Do you have enough elixir?"

"I'm fine." Yan Beizhou shook his head: "The injuries of those people are more serious, and there are some people..." Yan Beizhou frowned slightly: "I will go and apologize to my imperial brother."

What's more important is to apologize to their families.

He clearly promised their families that he would bring them to Qing Hongzong safely.

Unexpectedly, this happened halfway.

"I'll go with you, Third Senior Brother." Shujue was silent for a while and sighed: "I am also responsible for not protecting them."

"Junior sister, I don't blame you." Yan Beizhou shook his head.

At this time, the voice of a Qinghong Sect disciple came from behind them: "Senior Brother Yan! Yunzhou is broken!"

Yan Beizhou checked it and found that Yunzhou was severely damaged and could no longer take off.

"This is how to do?"

"Can't we go to Qinghongzong?"

"I'm scared. Why don't you let me go back to the South Country? I promise, I won't hurt anyone..."

Low sobs came from the crowd. Among them, the oldest ones were in their sixties and the youngest ones were only twelve or thirteen years old.

I originally thought that after I started practicing cultivation, my life would only get better and better in the future. Who knew that something like this would happen?

"Third senior brother, how about I go to Yunhe Sect to borrow a cloud boat, and you guys wait for me here."

Shu Jue thought for a moment: "This place is relatively close to the Yunhe Sect. If I go there with my sword, I should be able to come back tomorrow morning."

"That's all we can do now." Yan Beizhou sighed, "Be careful on the road."

"I know, senior brother, I can rest assured that you are here to look after me."

Before Shu Jue left, he asked Yan Beizhou to set up a defensive formation nearby, and then Yu Jian left.