Beast Master Xuannv

Que Ye took the bead and said calmly: "You can go. This month is dark and windy, so be careful of being caught by other high-level spiritual beasts." After saying that, he turned around and left.

The white fox responded and said goodbye. The fox's eyes flickered. Immortal cultivator? Maybe in a few years, a great fox immortal will appear, but by that time Que Ye has already transcended the six realms.

On the way back, Que Ye felt too tired and didn't want to meditate, so he just fell asleep and lay on the Phantom Sword.

Not long after the journey, a sharp gaze shot towards me, causing a stinging pain like a ray on my back.

With a thought in Que Ye's mind, a carp jumped up and narrowly avoided the invisible fluctuation of true energy.

Standing firm, looking directly at the direction of the zhenqi fluctuations, his face instantly calmed down.

A master can attack others with just the fluctuation of his true energy.

Que Ye condensed a ball of blue Qi in his hand and struck the master with a flick of his hand.

The wind stirs up the surrounding areas and casts shadows into the plain sky.

There was no movement, no response, and the energy seemed to disappear out of thin air.

To be able to dissolve Que Ye's true energy quietly like this, then his cultivation level must be above Que Ye's, or even much higher...

Que Ye looked solemn, moved his lips, and transmitted the sound into the secret, and the true energy wrapped the voice into Qiong Lou's ears.

Qiong Lou also climbed on the sword, closed his eyes and slept lazily. When he heard Que Ye's secret voice, he didn't even want to raise his eyelids: "To you, he is a master, but to me, he is just a little thing."

Que Ye: "I don't want you to be wary. After all, things are unpredictable and you are always careless. Sooner or later you will suffer."

Qiong Lou snorted coldly: "The immortal beasts are compared to the immortals, and the divine beasts are compared to the enemy gods. People of my level, who are below the Mahayana stage, can run amok. Lords in the mortal world are not common, so I don't need to be as frightened as you.

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Que Ye: "...run unimpeded..." (⊙o⊙)

Standing in a stalemate, waiting for the master to make a move. If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move, just wait and see what happens.

For a long time, I didn't see the master making any moves, and even the air was deserted. I thought I wanted to give it a try, but now he left quietly.

Damn, this is the real way of coming and going gently without leaving a trace of sound...

Could this man be the god-man that the white fox said?

Que Ye secretly cursed in his heart: He is indeed a god, a crazy god.

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When Que Ye returned to the station, he jumped off his sword and walked straight to Mu Chenhao's tent.

In Mu Chenhao's tent were gathered all the younger generation monks of the Mu clan, all of them were afraid to show their anger and stood aside with nervous expressions.

Xue Yan had already been carried into her own tent and was probably still sleeping.

Mu Chenhao was lying on the bed, still sweating coldly, and his face was pale. It was because he had lost half of his true energy. The redness all over his body had faded. He must have controlled his anger.

From this point of view, Mu Chenhao must be secretly practicing a kind of extremely yang and strong technique. The technique has not yet been fully developed, so he needs to remain a boy and is not allowed to have sex.

It is obvious that Xue Yan only wanted to be the patriarch's wife, but she did not inquire about this situation. By some strange combination of circumstances, she was possessed by the fox spirit, which destroyed Mu Chenhao's yang body, causing him to become obsessed and then absorbed by the fox spirit.

Fortunately, someone found him in time, otherwise, if all his true energy was sucked out, he would really be dead.

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