The five of them stared at the countless blood-colored figures that were approaching quickly, not only did the figures get closer, but the shadows in their eyes were still vague, and they couldn't see their faces, but the endless blood was getting thicker and thicker, and the bloody atmosphere was getting heavier and heavier. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"That's not right! Hurry up and spread the aura array! Suddenly, Leng Yunhan shouted, Qin Zhengqing and the others didn't have time to think about it, and with Leng Yunhan, they hurriedly gathered the aura on their bodies and laid out a kind of aura protection array that was most commonly used among the disciples of Qianxiu Valley.

That is, when the formation had just been arranged, the countless blood-colored figures had already rushed in front of them, but their speed did not decrease, and they rushed towards the aura array.

The blood-colored figures slammed into the aura array fiercely, and there was no sound, but the constantly sunken aura light film on the aura array proved that these blood-colored figures were not illusory, they were real.

"Senior Brother Han Yun, we can't go on like this, there are too many of them, and our aura won't be able to support it for long." After forcibly resisting the attack for half an hour, Yu Fei spoke.

No one wondered why Yu Fei would ask Leng Yunhan instead of Qin Zhengqing and the others, since they officially met this Han Yun junior brother, they couldn't help but have a feeling of belief.

Hearing Yu Fei's question, Leng Yunhan also frowned, of course he also understood the situation in his eyes, but if he took out the Ling Yu given by Lan Tianxiang at this time, then I am afraid that they will not have the slightest possibility of cultivating immortals to ask in the future.

Putting aside the idea of using Ling Yu, Leng Yunhan calmed down, quietly looking at the blood-colored figures born in the countless blood rain, and feeling the breath brought by their continuous impact on the aura protection array.

Leng Yunhan gradually put aside all the distractions in his heart, his hands just supported the operation of the aura array independently, and his mind was completely empty at this moment, reaching a state of detachment.

And when Leng Yunhan's mind entered an empty state, an inexplicable aura flashed, although it was only for a moment, but Leng Yunhan was sure that this aura was the power to control these blood-colored figures.

Leng Yunhan's mind continued to extend along the direction of this breath dissipating, and that breath seemed to feel the approach of Leng Yunhan's heart, and a trace of trembling breath actually came out, and with this trembling breath, Leng Yunhan's mind only felt that there were countless cold breaths blocked in front of him.

Leng Yunhan's mind was blocked by these cold breaths, and it was difficult to extend a step forward, and under the erosion of these cold breaths, Leng Yunhan's mind also became cold, as if his mind would also be frozen.

Feeling the danger of this kind of mental damage, Leng Yunhan was also shocked, but at this moment he had no way to retreat, not to mention that he had no intention of entering a transcendent empty state at all, even how to exit He didn't know, not to mention that he had the opportunity to save his senior brothers and sisters from the siege of the blood-colored figure.

Stabilizing his mind again, Leng Yunhan really extended forward a few feet, but he didn't have time to be happy, an even colder aura instantly completely froze Leng Yunhan's mind, if it wasn't the state of mind but Leng Yunhan's body, then it looked like it should be a monk's ice sculpture at this moment.

Although it was frozen up, Leng Yunhan's mind was still thinking, forcibly controlling his ever-weakening consciousness, but this kind of consciousness that was frozen and dissipated was still dissipating, I am afraid that it would not be long before Leng Yunhan's mind was completely frozen up, and his body would die.

Just when the last trace of consciousness in Leng Yunhan's mind was about to be frozen, suddenly a warm breath began to circulate in his body, and Leng Yunhan's consciousness felt that it was an operation similar to the internal martial arts he had learned in Qianxiu Valley, but it was different from the operation method he knew.

Leng Yunhan quietly felt the trajectory of this warm current, and it really didn't run along the meridians, but he didn't feel the slightest mistake, as if this exercise was supposed to run like this.

Slowly, Leng Yunhan seemed to have grasped something, and the trajectory of these exercises was constantly calculated in his mind, and this trajectory turned out to be like a sky full of stars, Leng Yunhan felt the trajectory of the twenty-eight stars in it, and felt the trajectory of the Big Dipper......

Leng Yunhan didn't know how to understand all this, but he really felt that his body was changing, and his mind was constantly transforming under the nourishment of this warm current.

After the warm current had been running in Leng Yunhan's mind for twenty-one weeks, a voice came from Leng Yunhan's mind: "What is the sky? What is the place? What are the creatures of heaven and earth? My obsession has been for tens of billions of years, and I don't know, I left a book in the "Tao" between heaven and earth, hoping to relieve my obsession. ”

This voice was loud and vicissitudes, and an indescribable breath was faintly revealed, but when Leng Yunhan heard one of the books of "Dao", he was shocked, but he knew what "Dao" was!

Mr. Chongming in his body is the spirit of the book of one of the books of the Tao, and Mr. Chongming is also a book spirit that was only produced in the primeval period, Mr. Chongming once said that because he was sealed for too long, he could not help himself to cultivate this exercise, and now at a critical moment, this exercise actually ran on its own.

However, it was too late to be shocked at this moment, and at the moment when the exercise stopped running, Leng Yunhan's mind was also a breath of consciousness, and the endless cold aura that had originally frozen his mind suddenly dissipated.

And the hidden breath was indeed completely reflected in Leng Yunhan's consciousness, Leng Yunhan's heart smiled slightly, his right hand was gently raised and stretched out, and a vague aura was instantly shrouded in the breath of the sea of blood.

No matter how much that blood sea breath struggled, it couldn't break through Leng Yunhan's control.

"Come" Leng Yunhan snorted softly, and with the recovery of his right hand, the breath of the sea of blood also arrived in front of him in an instant.

Leng Yunhan carefully looked at the blood-red little red beads in front of him, and he was also a little surprised, he didn't expect that these countless blood-colored figures were born from such a small bead.

At the same time that Leng Yunhan was looking at the blood-colored beads, there was also a phantom in the blood-colored beads, and the phantom sat cross-legged in the blood beads, and his eyes were also open to look at Leng Yunhan.

The two looked at each other for half a column of incense with big eyes and small eyes, but no one took back their eyes.

"Who are you, I see that your aura is just a small monk who has just built the foundation, why can you actually resist my three thousand ice spirit qi, and you can also see through my bloody attack." Finally, the figure within the blood bead couldn't help but ask.

Hearing the somewhat annoyed female voice coming from the blood beads, Leng Yunhan burst out laughing, and he could tell from that voice that the female voice was still a child's voice, and the tone was also like a little girl being bullied and angry.

It's just that at this time, it is difficult for him to combine this boundless killing aura with this clear child's voice.