Seeing this, Wang Meng just smiled faintly, and didn't even mean to hide.

Because the steel needle popped out by the middle-aged man in white could not touch Wang Meng at all.

Even, perhaps the middle-aged man in white was about to die and could no longer control his body accurately, so the ejected steel needle passed by Wang Meng at all.

Seeing this, Wang Meng couldn't help but shake his head slightly, but suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and was shocked. Then he suddenly turned around and shouted in his heart that something was wrong.

But at this time, it was too late for Wang Meng to say anything.

Because of the pop-up steel needle, it shot straight towards the bronze box not far behind Wang Meng.

With a "bang", the bronze box was penetrated instantly. Then, Wang Meng was shocked to see that a wisp of bright red blood was flowing out of the bronze box.

"oops!"

Wang Meng couldn't help but slapped his forehead and suddenly realized.

The steel needle that the middle-aged man in white just now, who was finally bolted away, wasn't he trying to plot against Wang Meng? His purpose was just to kill the Yun Jiao.

You know, what is the purpose of their desperate fight to come to Jiuyin Mountain thousands of miles away? Isn’t it just for the spiritual medicine “Yun Jiao”?

At this time, the middle-aged man in white knew that he had lived for a while and wanted to kill Yun Jiao directly.

Obviously, the other party is already trying to kill the death. You can't even imagine what I can't get.

Wang Meng roared angrily, and then a wave of red air came out of his hand and headed straight for the middle-aged man in white.

At this time, the middle-aged man in white, after seeing the bloodstains from the bronze box, seemed to have completed his final mission. He slowly closed his eyes, and even showed a successful smile on the corner of his mouth.

But in just a moment, the waves of poultry air that Wang Meng fired came one after another.

With a "boom", the middle-aged man in white was beaten into several pieces by the air wave.

At this time, Wang Meng was not at all focused on this.

After killing the middle-aged man in white, he ran straight to the bronze box.

Wang Meng opened the box and his face suddenly became gloomy.

Because he suddenly saw that the steel needle that the middle-aged man in white had already shot Yun Jiao's body at this time.

The Yun Jiao was extremely weak, but after such severe damage, he was already dying.

Seeing this, Wang Meng couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

At this moment, Team Leader Qiao, Feng Yuhan and others on the side hurriedly surrounded him.

"this……"

When he saw the wound on Yun Jiao's body, Team Leader Qiao's face suddenly changed. He couldn't help looking at Wang Meng and asked carefully: "Is it helpless?"

Wang Meng pondered for a moment before nodding.

Seeing this, Team Leader Qiao sighed, but then asked, "Can you still make medicine if you die?"

Wang Meng shook his head, paused, and said, "This is Yun Jiao, and it is also the lord of all snakes. Among the snakes, only one spiritual object will appear in a million snakes. It needs to shed nine times with a sound. After nine times, it will produce four claws and two horns, and ascend to turn into a dragon."

Wang Meng sighed: "It's just that every time he molts, it is the weakest time when Yun Jiao is the weakest. It is extremely weak, and now it has been severely injured again, and it is already beyond help."

"Yun Jiao is a strange beast and a spiritual medicine. However, Yun Jiao will only be useful when he is alive. If he dies, the spiritual energy on his body will quickly dissipate, and naturally, the body will have no value."

Hearing Wang Meng's words, everyone present couldn't help but sigh.

When Feng Yuhan heard this, a little loss appeared on his face.

She stared blankly at the dying Yun Jiao. After a long silence, two lines of tears flowed down involuntarily.

She came here desperately, just to use spiritual medicine to save her grandfather's life?

But now Yun Jiao is dead, wouldn’t that mean that his grandfather’s life is beyond saving?

Thinking of this, Feng Yuhan couldn't help sobbing, and was whimpering, looking pitiful.

In fact, not only Feng Yuhan, but even Wang Meng himself, he couldn't help but feel depressed when he saw this dying Yun Jiao.

You know, he promised his mother that he wanted to save Wang Xiaotian's life.

But now it seems that it is difficult for me to fulfill my promise.

Wang Meng couldn't help but think of Wang Qingyi who had just died, and felt a little uncomfortable.

Just now, Wang Qingyi was killed by the middle-aged man in white to save him. Before today, she had entrusted herself to save Wang Xiaotian.

But now, the only hope that can save Wang Xiaotian is dead, what should I do next?

Wang Meng looked down at the Yun Jiao again, and suddenly realized that the little guy had lost his heartbeat at this time.

Wang Meng shook his head, slowly walked towards the dead giant python, and placed the bronze box.

When the mother and son are alive, they cannot see the last time. Then let them rest in peace after death.

Wang suddenly stood up and was about to leave, but at this moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and then suddenly looked at Yun Jiao's corpse, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Is this...the soul?" Wang Meng stared at Yun Jiao's corpse, and the excitement in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

At this time, a white object appeared faintly above the Yun Jiao's corpse.

The thing looks like air and fog, but it is countless times thinner than it is. Even when you touch it, you don’t feel it at all.

If this is given to others, the promise will not be taken seriously at all, and it will not even be noticed easily.

But Wang Meng not only noticed it, but also knew more about what this was.

"Ha, I really didn't expect that today was in vain." Wang Meng couldn't help but smile and said to himself, "Although I didn't get the Yun Jiao, I got a soul that was not as good as the dozens or hundreds of Yun Jiao. This trip is really worth the effort."

While talking, Wang Meng laughed loudly.

Perhaps everyone present had no idea what he said meant, but it was enough for Wang Meng to know it himself.

In Wang Meng's impression, the soul is an extremely precious thing. Even if there are hundreds of millions of souls who practice cultivation, there is not necessarily one who can cultivate the soul.

In short, this soul is actually considered the spiritual soul of a practitioner or a strange beast.

In this world of heaven, if the living body dies, there are generally two forms. One is that it is really dead, the body is silent, and the consciousness disappears. This one is like the iron law in this world of heaven and cannot be broken.

The other type is the life body with a soul.

Although this kind of life body will die, the soul can be born from the body. The most important thing is that the soul is neither born nor destroyed, as if it is wandering outside the laws of the heavenly world, and is not bound by the destruction of the body and death.

And those who have reached a certain level of cultivation will spend their entire lives searching for their souls.

The reason is very simple. The reason why practitioners practice is not only for the sake of immortality and immortality.

But no matter how powerful any living body is, it can never escape the iron law of life and death in the heavenly world.

Therefore, if these people want to obtain eternal life, they can only hope to obtain an immortal soul.

These people usually refine this soul into a container and then store their souls in it.
Chapter completed!