"Sister, don't worry, I'll open the Tianyuan coffin, and you can come out right away."

"Don't be afraid, I know you're weak now, so I used a talisman to freeze her, she can't even move her senses, and she can't fight with you." The voice of Liuyun sounded in the low hall.

An Yun's mind completely advanced into the dantian, and he turned a deaf ear to Liuyun's words.

She used all her strength, and the rainbow bridge only occasionally shook slightly. Although there was only a slight shaking, An Yun was overjoyed.

The rainbow bridge leaned into Zhihai at one end, and inserted the dantian at the other, and the bridge body moved slightly, and even with Zhihai and Dantian, there was finally a trace of trembling.

An Yun suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and kept urging the Rainbow Bridge to move, first with a very slight tremor, and then with a large arc.

Zhihai was no longer moving, and a trace of An Yun's divine sense quietly loosened, and he probed towards the frozen Zixiao Thunder Sword Qi. An Yun urged the sword qi with a trace of divine sense, and the Zixiao Thunder sword qi seemed to wake up from a deep sleep, although the speed was as slow as an ant, but slowly left the rainbow bridge according to her wishes.

Zixiao Thunder Sword Qi left the Rainbow Bridge for half a foot, and An Yun manipulated the sword qi to crash into the Rainbow Bridge. Every time she pretended to understand, the Rainbow Bridge trembled a little, and the more divine sense she could release, the more she could manipulate the Purple Night Thunder Sword Qi to crash into the Rainbow Bridge harder.

In less than a moment, the ban on her sea of consciousness was lifted, and the spiritual power in her dantian was also flowing slowly.

An Yun used the mental method of returning to the ruins to the treasure book, and manipulated the spiritual power to slowly flow along the meridians, slowly impacting the imprisoned body.

Liuyun Zhenren didn't know when he changed his appearance, his white hair and white beard turned black in an instant, and the blood mist on his body dissipated, revealing his original bright yellow robe.

He glanced back at An Yun, and An Yun was shocked to find that he seemed to be twenty years younger, his eyes were clear and clear, and his face was as smooth as the moon, without even a trace of wrinkles.

What's even more strange is that his appearance has not changed, but his temperament has completely changed, his eyebrows are arrogant, and his eyes are as clear and flawless as a deer.

An Yun remained silent, and the Purple Night Thunder Sword Qi continued to hit the Rainbow Bridge, and the Rainbow Bridge stirred the dantian to thaw inch by inch. More and more spiritual power was controlled by her divine sense, constantly impacting the imprisoned meridians.

Every time she hits, her body thaws a point, and as long as she can complete a cycle of Great Zhoutian, she can completely get rid of the fixed state.

Liuyun Zhenren didn't know anything about this, and he put all his mind on the Anling grass in front of him. He had a complex seal in his hand, and his voice was fast and low.

In the end, he got a three-talent recipe, patted it on Tianyuan's coffin, and shouted in a deep voice: "Open!" ”

Little by little, the transparent crystal coffin turned into sparkling points of light, mottled and scattered in all directions, revealing the petite and fragile turquoise anling grass in the center.

Liuyun Zhenren opened his mouth, took a deep breath, and spit out a mouthful of golden pill qi towards An Lingcao.

The qi of Jindan is the most precious thing of Jindan monks, and the price of loss is extremely severe. When he spewed out this breath of Dan Qi, his cultivation would immediately drop one level.

However, Liuyun Zhenren didn't feel heartache, and let out three mouthfuls of Dan Qi in a row before giving up, and then stared at the small white bud with a nervous expression.

The Anling grass was spurred by the three mouths of Dan Qi, and the tiny branches stretched out as if awakened, and the three lilac leaves grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But in the blink of an eye, the finger-sized anling grass grew to the size of an arm, and the three lilac leaves were also the size of a palm.

However, the white buds the size of rice grains do not move at all, and there is no intention of getting bigger.

Liuyun Zhenren's expression froze, he inhaled deeply again, and spewed out three more mouthfuls of Dan Qi towards the white flower bud. His hair, beard, which had been completely blackened, turned white again, and then from white to gray.

This time, the Dan Qi had a noticeable effect, and the white buds began to grow rapidly, like fist-sized before stopping. A faint and ethereal fragrance came out of the buds, and instantly filled every corner of the Qingluan Palace.

An Yun smelled the fragrance of flowers, and his anxious mind couldn't help but calm down, for a while, like Xiao Zen Buddhism in the empty mountain valley, he heard bursts of exquisite chanting sound from the glazed pagoda, and the magnificent bell of the mountain bell echoed in the depths of the valley......

She bit the tip of her tongue hard, and the tip of her tongue hurt, An Yun woke up from her state of trance, and was secretly horrified in her heart. It is rumored that the eleventh-order Anling grass is indeed worthy of its name, and just a wisp of faint fragrance can make people escape into illusions.

The pain in the tip of her tongue made her happy again, and her teeth and tongue could move......

Liuyun Zhenren didn't notice her movements, he was staring nervously at the petals that were stretching out little by little.

The petals of the anling grass are white and flawless, blooming layer by layer, and in the quiet hall, you can hear the violent heartbeat of the real people of Liuyun and the rustle of the white buds.

The air was filled with the rich fragrance of flowers, and An Yun had already closed his breath, not daring to smell a breathtaking fragrance.

Although the white bud is only the size of a fist, the petals are blooming layer by layer, and the petals are getting smaller and smaller as you reach the inner layer, and the last petal is only the size of a baby's fingernail, which is slowly opening.

There was a loud "boom", and the Qingluan Hall shook violently. An Yun's body was still unable to move, and he was immediately shaken to the ground.

Qingyutai also shook violently.

"No!"

Liuyun Zhenren's eyes were split, and he screamed in a terrible exclamation.

An Yun rolled his eyes to look at him, and when he entered it, he saw the blooming ghost grass floating in the air, the green branches were glowing with a hint of jet black, and the three lilac leaves withered and fell in a blink of an eye. The intricate and dense flowers seem to have been watered with a pot of boiling water, and the petals wither one by one and fall at the feet of the flowing clouds.

"Don't, don't, don't ......"

Liuyun screamed in panic, and the panic and despair in his heart rolled in waves like a tide.

He spent three lives and three lives, just to resurrect his sister, how could he fall short at the last moment? How can it be? He will not allow it, he will not allow it.

In the first life, he was a powerful monk Canghai Zhenjun during the Tribulation Period, and he had the opportunity to break through the sky and ascend, but he did not hesitate to give up. He spent his life volunteering to become a slave of the Hundred Herb Fairy, in exchange for this unique Anling grass in the sky and on the earth.

In the second life, he was the famous ancestor of the infant blood cloud old demon, in order to recover the Zixiao Thunder Sword Qi and the Treasure Book of Returning to the Ruins, he did not hesitate to kill and fight against the world. It's a pity that he didn't find the monk of the Ice and Thunder Twin Spirit Root in his life, and he couldn't let the Qinglan Fairy reincarnate and be reborn.

In the third life, he was Liuyun Zhenren, the elder of the Jindan of the Chaoyun Sect, who had regained his memory thirty years ago. When he was looking for the Purple Night Thunder Sword Qi and the Treasure Book of Returning to the Ruins hidden in his previous life, he was shocked to find that he was being taken first. Zixiao Thunder Sword Qi may not matter, he can remember the location of the teleportation array, but he must get it back.

Therefore, Qiu Changsheng must die. What surprised him even more was that he found An Yun, who was in the Ice and Thunder Twin Spirit Roots.

Three lives and three lives, he can finally see his sister again, he just wants to accompany his sister for the rest of his life, do everything well, and do everything willingly.

This life is his last chance, and if he doesn't succeed, his primordial spirit will be wiped out.

He had to succeed, even if it was to death.

Liuyun Zhenren's face was hideous, his expression was distorted and terrifying, and he opened his mouth and desperately spat at the withering and withering flowers.

His youthful face aged rapidly as the Dan Qi exhaled, and wrinkles appeared one by one, filling his face like furrows. His clear eyes were cloudy, and his gray hair, full of life, fluttered in the wind.

The Anling grass was moistened by several mouthfuls of Dan Qi, and finally stopped withering, and the last layer of petals flicked lightly and bloomed completely.

Seeing that the Anling grass buds were finally fully blooming, Liuyun Zhenren's face swelled with ecstasy, and for a moment he stared at the white primordial spirit the size of a grain of rice in the stamen.

"Sister!" His eyes were blurred suddenly, and he choked up and called softly.

He stretched out his hands and carefully picked up the primordial spirit the size of a grain of rice, his eyes gentle and indulgent.

"Boom."

The Qingluan Hall shook violently again, and the sand and gravel fell like rain. The requiem flower withered and withered in an instant, turning into a black, withered flower and falling to the ground.

"Sister, don't be afraid, it's right away, it's right away."

Liuyun Zhenren said softly in his mouth, and when he looked back, he couldn't help but be stunned. His eyes were full of horror, and he roared with great anger: "An Yun, you dare!" ”

An Yun was fleeing to the gate of the Qingluan Palace, and heard Liuyun's roar in his ears, knowing that he had discovered her actions.

She didn't dare to hesitate, poured her spiritual power into the talisman between her fingertips, and threw it hard behind her.

The talisman fell to the ground into a forest, and one by one thick wooden stakes rose from the ground, and the branches on the stakes were chaotic, and dense spikes grew on the branches. In a blink of an eye, the entire Qingluan Hall was completely crowded with trees, and the layers of branches blocked the eyes of An Yun and Liuyun Zhenren.

This talisman is called Ten Thousand Trees into a Forest.

The wood is fairy wood, which is extremely strong and difficult to hurt with flying swords. There are giant thorns, and the thorns are poisonous and can hurt the monk's spirit.

The Ten Thousand Trees Forest Fu activated the Kunyuan Thick Earth Array and the Tianyi Youshui Array under An Yunbu, and the aquatic wood and Tianyi Youshui Array continuously provided the aura for the growth of the Wanmu Chenglin. The Kunyuan thick earth array was built layer by layer, which stabilized the foundation of ten thousand trees into a forest.

This is An Yun's last fifth-order talisman, and it is also her last killer weapon, not to be able to block Liuyun Zhenren, but to be able to block him for a while.

An Yun glanced behind her again, and saw Liuyun's angry old face through the gap between the branches, she didn't dare to delay, and escaped from the Qingluan Hall with one step.

Liuyun Zhenren angrily waved his palm, and the surging spiritual power slapped towards the Ten Thousand Wood Forest like a tide, and the lush trees turned to ashes in an instant, but soon tall trees grew on the ground one by one.

An Yun's formation talisman, if you don't break the formation, don't think about breaking the talisman; If you don't break the talisman, you don't want to break the formation. The two become one, support each other and rely on each other.

Liuyun Zhenren swung out three palms in a row, but he still couldn't break through the two arrays of one rune in front of him, he had consumed too much of the color of the golden pill just now, and it was already the end of the canopy at this time.

Seeing An Yun's figure getting farther and farther away, his heart sank into the abyss of despair, and a crying roar came out of his mouth: "An Yun, beg you for the teacher, come back!" ”RS