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And the ability to go against the sky, to compete with the sky, who can do it.

Huang Bing can do it, and only Huang Bing can do it.

Huang Bing actually didn't have an accurate and definite answer in her heart, and she didn't know if she could do it, so she could only do her best.

She recalled that in the Canglan Continent, she had also borrowed the power of Cold Shadow to restore the phantom root for others. At that time, the power of the cold shadow was the power of the flower on the other side, and the power he used to reshape the meridians was also the power of the mandala, which she had now.

Phantom roots and spirits are essentially the same thing, and since phantom roots can be reshaped, then spirits should be able to do as well.

She only needed to concentrate now and unleash the power of the mandala in her body as much as possible.

Her eyes were closed, so she couldn't see, and as the milky aperture widened, her body slowly detached from the ground and floated steadily in the air.

With her as the center, the power of the mandala radiated once again, and the entire space was enveloped in a warm and comfortable atmosphere.

Bai Bai Xiaoqingluan and the others all looked at him nervously, afraid of an accident. And Shen Xichen was paying attention to the Qilin Patriarch, afraid that he would give birth to some moths.

Although a Qilin patriarch is not to be afraid at all, what Huang Bing needs now is a quiet environment, and he can't let this fly come out and make trouble again.

He didn't kill him, he knew that Huang Bing wanted to dispose of him with his own hands.

His eyes were full of tenderness and trust as he looked at Huang Bing. He knew that this problem would not bother her. He had seen her powers, repairing her body automatically after she was unconscious. A white second master, it can't be difficult for her.

And that kind of look was limited to Huang Bing, and after it fell on the Qilin Patriarch, it immediately turned into a Yin Owl.

Huang Bing entered his own realm, automatically shielded all kinds of eyes from the outside world, and devoted himself to Bai Erye's injury.

The white light seemed to be her eyes, and as the white light flowed into Bai Erye's body, his physical condition also appeared in Huang Bing's mind little by little.

It was worse than she had imagined. The root veins are abolished, all the abilities of the body are declining, and the Qilin Patriarch has been using medicine to maintain his vitality in order to save his life.

Although this played a certain role, in fact, the weakening of that ability did not decrease because of the drug, but became faster, but it showed a good side on the surface.

This also makes people mistakenly think that Bai Erye's body is recovering, but in fact, it is worse than before. Once an opportunity arises, all those potential dangers are exposed.

Huang Bing saw that almost all the root veins in his body were black one by one, and the other meridians had become dull and dull. Not only that, but the uneven surface also makes people look a little chilling.

Such injuries are basically hopeless, except for reshaping a body.

Huang Bing's forehead wrinkled fiercely, and he was a little distressed about how to start. Even if you have the power of a mandala, it won't help if you don't have a starting point.

The white halo wandered, as if with her eyes looking around, if there was still a glimmer of life anywhere.

The white light suddenly stopped, and stopped somewhere on Second Master Bai's body.

Huang Bing's attention then looked over. That place is the bottom of the root of the vein.

There was a little blue light there, aqua blue, faint and barely visible.

Just a little bit of it still glows, but that's enough. This shows that Second Master Bai's roots have not yet been completely necrotic.

As long as she has this, she can use it as an introduction to use the power of the mandala to reshape it for him. As long as the root veins are repaired, there is no need to worry about the other parts.

The biggest problem has finally been solved. Huang Bing calmed down, and his fingers moved slightly, so fast that outsiders couldn't see it at all.

With the position of her fingertips, most of the white light gathered together, clinging to that bit of blue light, working together to save that glimmer of life.

The power of the mandala is powerful, and that little spirit is like a dry river that has been moistened, and it is more and more vigorous.

From it as a starting point, new spirits began to spread, even more crystal clear than before.

As if by magic, the white light led the spirit forward, as if a bridge had been built to the other end.

The originally broken roots gradually dissolved, and under the white light, not even a shadow was left.

Soon, a new spirit succeeded. In the body of Bai Erye, it exudes a water-blue glow, and the crystal is more dazzling than a gemstone.

The spirit seemed to be alive, and it felt that it was following the footsteps of the white light, exuding a vast light, and the meridians of the rest of the body began to awaken under such power.

It is like being hungry and thirsty for a long time, greedily absorbing the power of the mandala and rejuvenating it.

It's slow, but it's really changing little by little. The corners of Huang Bing's mouth hooked up a smile, and Shen Xichen just looked up and saw it, and he also showed a smile. He knew that she had succeeded.

His gaze suddenly fell back on the Qilin Patriarch, with a murderous aura hidden. Then, it's the fly's turn.

The Qilin Patriarch also seemed to know that Huang Bing was saving Second Master Bai, so he surprisingly didn't make any moves, and even stared at her intently, with crazy hope in his eyes.

There is no doubt that if Huang Bing is not successful, he will directly pounce on it and tear Huang Bing. And who exactly tore whom, that's a question mark.

Shen Xichen stared at him with displeasure, he really didn't have a good impression of this patriarch.

Even if he did all this to save his children, it was disgusting to be mad to this point.

No matter how nervous and worried he was about Second Master Bai, this couldn't erase the fact that he wanted to kill his own descendants. If he couldn't find it in vain, he would definitely use other descendants of the Bai family to do it.

He didn't know what Bai Bai and the entanglement between Bai Er Ye and him was, and he didn't want to know. But when it comes to Huang Bing in vain, he has to take care of it.

He understands Huang Bing's temperament, and the Qilin Patriarch will definitely die.

He looked up and saw that Huang Bing was slowly falling from the sky. The white light gradually converged, she lowered her hand, opened her eyes, and a streamer flashed in her blue eyes. The corners of the lips are slightly hooked, which means that it has succeeded.

Bai Bai's eyes were firmly attached to Second Master Bai, paying attention to his every move. He was very nervous in his heart, and although he believed in his master, he couldn't help but worry.

Knowing that Second Master Bai's closed eyes slowly opened, and the black glazed eyes were reflected in Bai Bai's eyes, his heart fell, and he let out a long sigh.

It worked, it worked, it really worked.