Who Says a Spiritless Can't Cultivate?
Chapter 692

Master, Save Me!

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"Humph!"

The black dog let out a cold snort at the Flood Dragon, then transformed into a streak of black light and flew toward the entrance to the Xuanhuang Origin Realm.

In this situation, the Sky-Sniffing Dog could no longer handle things on its own. It could only return and seek help from its master, Spirit Dog Saint.

Seeing the Sky-Sniffing Dog disappear, Wind-Controlling Saint and the others instantly froze. Wind-Controlling Saint and the other two Saints all looked up at Red-robed Saint.

One of the Saints spoke to Red-robed Saint. "Elder Red Robe, what should we do now?"

Red-robed Saint furrowed his brows and said, "What else can we do? We have to follow it. Putting everything else aside, we must collect this black poisonous mist. We absolutely cannot let it spread!"

After saying this, Red-robed Saint immediately flew after the Sky-Sniffing Dog. Along the way, he used a gourd to collect all the black mist emanating from the Sky-Sniffing Dog.

At that moment, in a valley in the core region of the Nine Nether Mountain Range, space warped slightly, and Little Crane emerged from the void.

Fang Chen and the others were all hiding inside Little Crane's belly.

"Hahaha, Fang Chen, how was that just now? Wasn't my timing perfect?"

Myna bird asked Fang Chen excitedly.

Although Myna bird had acted without informing him, Fang Chen did not want to blame him. That black dog was far too powerful—even if Fang Chen had acted, he would not have been able to do anything to it. However, Myna bird had seized the opportunity to strike at that moment, and the black dog had immediately fallen victim to it. The effect had been astonishingly good. Fang Chen had never expected that Myna bird's droppings could even deal with a Nine-Tribulation

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