The effect of the thousand-year-old elixir was really good, and after meditating for a while, he felt that the spiritual sea was surging, and the spiritual power slowly returned. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiao Ling'er absorbed the medicinal properties of the thousand-year-old elixir, and at the same time returned to Wen Mo for a small half.

Even if it was only a small half, Wen Mo felt as if he had eaten too much, and the spirit sea was swollen and swollen, and he felt like he wanted to burp.

Xiao Ling'er absorbed the spiritual power very quickly, absorbing most of the thousand-year-old elixir, and it was only ten minutes outside.

Ten minutes, for those present, it is like a year. No, it should be said that seconds are like years.

There is no fog in the barrier except for the pillar of light in the middle, and the outer barrier seems to have disappeared.

The surrounding spirit beasts changed from lying on their stomachs to standing up, looking at the surrounding crowd vigilantly.

There were those who were bold in the crowd, and when they saw the mist disperse and the barrier disappeared, the greed in their hearts took over, and they tentatively took two steps forward.

"Ahh

Only a small half of those who tried to move forward were alive, but their injuries doomed them to not be able to participate in the next feast, or even die in the next time.

Wen Mo's eyes are closed, and his ears are especially sensitive. Hearing the sound, it was so sharp that it seemed to pierce her ear when she plucked it, and the sharp pain made her want to cut off her ear.

"Sister Momo. Wang Xiaolian was taken aback, looked at those broken corpses, shuddered, and subconsciously approached Wen Mo's direction, carefully guarding.

Blackie stood vigilantly in front of Winsmer.

He didn't have the slightest spiritual power in his body, but if something happened, even if he fought for his broken body, he would have to delay Wen Mo for a few seconds.

Wen Mo opened his eyes and saw the worry on the faces of the two, and his heart warmed.

"Sister Momo, how are you?" Wang Xiaolian squatted down happily and looked at Wen Mo.

Xiao Hei didn't speak, but his face was a little relaxed.

Immer nodded, "Hmm." ”

She raised her eyes to the center of the barrier, and felt the sea of spirit tremble.

She was a little puzzled, the dragon pattern was getting more and more obvious, why didn't others seem to see it?

She quietly looked at Uzo Kei and noticed that his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

She thought of the stone that Xiao Ling'er put away, and wondered: Could it be that only those who have that stone can see it?

How many people can see it? How many people have that rock?

Is the stone a stepping stone, a key, or a proof of getting something?

She put a trace of her divine sense on Uzo Kei. and turn their attention elsewhere.

"What just happened?" asked Wen Mo quietly.

Around the spirit beast, it was already stained red with blood, and the ground was scattered with corpses broken into pieces.

It seems to have been scattered by the claws or tail of the spirit animal.

At one point, the two heads left their respective bodies and were next to each other, staring at each other in a dead eye.

Wang Xiaolian said the matter quietly, so nervous that her fingers were trembling.

Once again, she knew the fragility of life, and in this world of cultivation, even cultivators would die, which was completely different from what she had thought before.

She thought that when she entered the sect, she was like the legendary immortals, eating and drinking, and in addition to cultivation every day, she was doing some beautiful things, looking at the scenery, and raising some flowers and plants.

But when she entered the Alchemy Sect, she found out that it was not.

Her talent is not the best, Sanlinggen, she can only be an outer disciple, every day in order to get the opportunity to learn alchemy, and travel between the medicine gardens, watering this medicine and fertilizing that medicine.

I finally managed to save some time, and I had to work hard to keep up with the cultivation. If the cultivation is not enough, it cannot be alchemy.

This kind of busyness is also forgotten. Being made difficult by others, being punished after failing a mission, and someone will die in front of you if you are not careful......

Wen Mo noticed Wang Xiaolian's trembling, held her hand, and said softly, "What's the matter?"

She didn't understand. At that time, in the wolf's den, Wang Xiaolian followed Yuzang Qi and saw a lot of blood, how could she still be scared?

"I'm fine. On Wang Xiaolian's lips, the blood color was much lighter, as if she had rubbed a layer of white powder grease to cover up the red lip color.

She wasn't actually frightened by the gore in front of her. It's just that what has been accumulated before has suddenly surfaced in front of you.

Wen Mo was by her side, she couldn't help but feel at ease, she felt as if she had a backer, and she couldn't help but relax in her heart. All thoughts came flooding up, and when I was stimulated by this blood, I was a little afraid.

She felt nauseous, her throat felt like it was choked by something, and it felt like it was being choked, and it was very uncomfortable.

Wen Mo gently held Wang Xiaolian's hand and comforted her silently.

Wang Xiaolian smiled back at her, grabbed Wen Mo's hand tightly, touched the warmth of her palm, and her cold fingertips seemed to have been redeemed, so she felt a lot better, and a surge of anger surged in her heart.

Uzo Keizheng was paying attention to the enchantment, and did not pay attention to Wang Xiaolian, so he also missed this opportunity to brush up on favor.

"Take!

"The beams of light are getting smaller. ”

"Is there something coming out?"

"The clouds have lifted. ”

"Look, the beam of light has become shorter!"

……

The jumble of sounds, mixed together, as if the noise had been mixed up and placed in the ears.

But at this time, everyone didn't feel uncomfortable, only excited.

In the sky, the dark clouds slowly dispersed, and the golden thunder and lightning seemed to be tired, slowly fell silent, and left with the dark clouds. Revealing the turquoise blue sky below.

The pillar of light slowly fell from the sky, as if there was a switch controlling it to fall.

The spirit beasts stared at everyone tightly, and the warnings and murderous aura in their eyes emerged one after another.

They seem to be a group of guards, guarding something.

They didn't look behind them, they just warned the crowd.

It's coming......

And they all said silently in their hearts.

Their spiritual power was running wildly, ready to rush inside.

In the flat ground, a gust of wind swept up, the sand and gravel on the ground flew, and the pillars of light had been lowered to the height of the trees.

The hair of the people's dresses was blown and fluttered, and some did not tie their hair tightly, and if they did not pay attention, the hairpin flew out.

No matter how strong the wind outside, those spirit beasts didn't move and stood steadily, looking at everyone with sharp eyes, not moving away at all.

But the strange thing is that with such a strong wind, the elixirs located closest to the pillar of light did not move, not even the slightest sway, as if they were ...... There was no wind.

The sand and stones cover the eyes, but they do not obstruct everyone's view.

They covered their foreheads with one hand, hid their dresses, and stubbornly looked at the pillar of light.

It's falling! It's coming out!

The crowd's eyes widened anxiously, eager to know what was in between, not wanting to lag behind at all.

They were not afraid of wasting their spiritual power at all, and formed a shield around their eyes to protect them from being hit by sand and stones.

As for the body, then there is no need to waste spiritual power to block this sand and stone that does not have much damage.