Chapter 207: A Thousand Years of Nightmare (8)

Seeing that Mo Yue's spell was not very effective, the guardian phoenix gathered his breath and spewed out a huge divine fire, Mo Yue pinched the trick with both hands to resist, and saw that the exit of Qingtian's illusion realm was in front of him, so he had to block it.

However, there are not many spells that have been refined, and when he sees that he is about to rush over, he can easily dodge, and he turned his head to look at the rapidly flying ice pit, but if he dodges it, the divine fire will hit the ice pit, and the ice pit pit can't bear this kind of tempering, Mo Yue stood in place, continued to pinch the trick to resist, and the divine fire broke through the spell attack and hit Mo Yue.

The ice pit finally rushed out of the Qingtian Fantasy Realm with Mo Yue, Mo Yue lay on the back of the ice pit, looked at the sky that was already late at night, took a breath hard, and gently patted the back of the ice pit, "Ice pit, you are so powerful, we came out." ”

Mo Yue felt a little tired, and fell asleep lying on the back of the ice pit, the ice pit slowed down, and smoothly took Mo Yue to the Heavenly Palace, in the dark night sky, Mo Yue's eyebrows appeared with water droplets, emitting white light, warm and quiet.

Mo Yue woke up and saw that he was lying on the bed, and the surrounding environment was a little familiar, as if he was in the dormitory of the Yinli Palace, and before he could figure out what was going on for a while, he saw Nan Jue come in with a medicine bowl.

"Wake up, drink this, it will stabilize your immortal soul. ”

Mo Yue obediently drank the medicine in the medicine bowl.

"I told you earlier, be careful of Shenhuo, you are good, you went out a hundred times in spirit, and came back in a coma, if it wasn't for the Ice Spirit Bird to recognize the way and send you back in time, I am afraid that you have already been tempered by the immortal soul and become a waste soul. ”

"Am I all right?"

"It's okay, do you know that the divine fire of the phoenix can temper the divine soul, not to mention your immortal soul, you don't know how scared I was when I watched you come back from a coma, but you were lucky, you were hit by the divine fire, but the immortal soul was unstable, and I don't know what saved you. ”

Mo Yue smiled faintly, and conjured the Nirvana Divine Tears from the Spirit Sea, "It's not in vain to think about it, but I still took out this Nirvana Divine Tears." ”

Nan Jue accepted the tears of Nirvana, "Don't worry about this matter anymore, take care of your body first." With that, he prepared to leave.

"Don't tell Ah Yu that I went to get the Nirvana Divine Tears. ”

Nan Jue turned her back to Mo Yue, nodded, and walked out of the room. Mo Yue was lying on the bed, her whole body was hot and painful, it turned out that this immortal soul was hit by divine fire and became unstable, it was actually this feeling, if it was really tempered by the immortal soul, I am afraid it would be unbearable.

Mo Yue rested for a day, then got up and went to Nan Jue.

Nan Jue frowned slightly when she saw Mo Yue coming, "Girl, why don't you lie down well." ”

"Today is the day when Ah Yu goes out of the customs, I slept for a day, and it's almost okay. ”

Nan Jue was about to say something, but was interrupted by Mo Yue, "You just follow me." ”

Nan Jue gave up the struggle and went to the Moyu dormitory, and when the barrier of the Moyu dormitory disappeared, Nan Jue and Mo Yue pushed the door in, Nan Jue walked in front of Mo Yu and handed out a small porcelain bottle, "This medicine is very good for your symptoms, drink it quickly." ”

Mo Yu didn't talk nonsense, picked up the small porcelain bottle and drank it, seeing this, Mo Yue's hanging heart relaxed.

"My spiritual sea is stable, and I will go to Tianluan Pavilion later. ”

"Since you're fine, I can go to Zhuyun Mountain at any time, just ......" Nan Jue glanced at Mo Yue.

"It's fine, so I'll pack it up and go to Fuqian Mountain. After speaking, he looked at Nan Jue and smiled.

Seeing this, Nan Jue could only swallow the unfinished words back into his stomach and give up.