"Priest Jun, we'd better go with you."
The ministers and wives did not expect that Jun Mohuang planned to go to their respective tribes alone.
"No need. Now you are seriously injured, your life and death are unknown, and you are in a deep coma in the secret base of the Wind Clan. Of course you can't go with me."
Jun Mohuang raised his hand and directly rejected the suggestions of the ministers and wives.
"Girl, what do you mean..."
Feng Xiaorou was the smartest among the ladies, and she immediately understood what Jun Mohuang meant.
Feng Xiaorou's eyes suddenly brightened.
This is the best opportunity.
"Priest Jun is so smart."
The other ministers and wives also quickly came to their senses.
"Senior Feng will take all the ladies to the secret base. Feng Yehan and some spirits from other tribes are fine. They will handle all the affairs outside."
Now, it was Jun Mohuang who gave the ministers and their wives a comforting look.
The ministers and wives were relieved to hear the news.
They really want to show up now, but in order to make the girl in white suffer, they must not show up now.
Jun Mohuang said goodbye to everyone, and Feng Xiaorou sent all the ministers and wives to the Feng Clan's secret base.
Jun Mohuang was the only one left in the whole house.
Jun Mohuang came out quickly, and the sun shone on her white dress, casting a faint halo over her whole body.
It's time to bring this journey to the Heavenly Spirit World to an end.
She is about to get the holy pool and the soul of her mother Mo Luo.
Jun Mohuang's petal-like lips burst into a smile.
She is still not sure about the true intention of the person who arranged the illusion, and she doesn't know whether it is Di Lingtian.
But it doesn't matter, she will figure out all the mysteries.
Jun Mohuang found the high priest and others who were in a garden of the Wind Clan, using their weapons as hoes and shovels to dig up soil on the ground, vowing to dig out the Wind Clan's secret base.
Apparently the garden was the most suspicious place they had seen in the environment and they had dug a huge hole into it.
"Quick, quick, quick, this place is getting more and more suspicious. If you dig deeper and expand to the side, you will definitely find the secret base of the Wind Clan."
The high priest fell into a state of madness when he thought that he could not complete the order of the girl in white on time.
He kept urging the fifty elite guards of the Spiritual Palace to go faster.
The black spots on the faces and hands of the fifty elite guards of the Spiritual Palace are slowly getting bigger.
Affected by both the breath of death and the illusion, they turned into gophers and kept digging.
The high priest and the elite guards of the spiritual palace were covered in mud, like farmers in the fields.
"Spirit of Earth."
Jun Mohuang's cherry lips parted slightly.
The earth elemental power of the earth spirit pours out from the Huangyu space and turns into a huge stone in the air.
The boulder weighs over a million kilograms, and its size is slightly smaller than the pit.
With a muffled thud, the boulder hit the pit, and the shape fit perfectly.
The eyes of the high priest and others were blinded by the illusion. They didn't notice until the stone crushed their bodies. It was too late.
Everyone was pressed under the boulder.
Jun Mohuang woke up Feng Yehan and others, immediately took the tokens given by the ministers and wives, crushed the jade teleportation talisman, and went to the major tribes of the Spirit Clan.
The drama of Feng Xiaorou leading a group of ministers and wives to run away from home was the focus of attention in the entire spiritual capital.
The news that the Wind Clan was surrounded and suppressed by the elite guards of the Spiritual Palace sent by the girl in white, and that blood flowed like a river, spread throughout the entire Spiritual Capital shortly after Jun Mohuang left.
Update completed today…
Thanks to the God of War, Bai Qibaobao for the reward.
I have a cold and a headache today. If it is fine tomorrow, I will make up for it. If it continues tomorrow, there is no way to make up for it.
Now the time for supplementing articles has been changed to the evening. The writing efficiency is not high in the morning, so there is not much time, right
(End of chapter)