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"I was injured by the Heavenly Tribulation, and now I have lost all my spiritual power, and now you can let me go down to see Hades with any spiritual power attack.

The implication is that he can't protect himself, and he has no ability to help Yi Che at all.

But what Jin Yu mentioned was injured by the Heavenly Tribulation?

Immortal cultivators have to go through the Heavenly Tribulation, and the spirit beast will definitely also go through the Heavenly Tribulation, and the first Heavenly Tribulation of the spirit beast is when it ascends to the transformation stage, but from the perspective of Jin Yu's spiritual intelligence, it is definitely not the first Heavenly Tribulation.

Yi Che looked at Jin Yu, his eyes unpredictable. What is its origin, its own strength is much more terrifying than I imagined, this kind of strength, is it not the Spirit Void Realm? And what will its owner reach?

Before Yi Che could express his surprise, Jin Yu's next words shocked Yi Che.

"Are the people you are talking about chasing you wearing red clothes and weapons with whips?"

"How do you know?"

"She's right behind you."

“！”

As soon as Jin Yu's words fell, Yi Che didn't have time to turn back for verification, so he quickly rolled around with it and stayed away from the place where he was just now.

The scattered dirt fell on Yi Che, and Yi Che looked at the haunting Shen Fuying.

She held the fog lamp in her hand, and the ten meters of poisonous fog around her consciously dispersed. In this way, you can follow the traces of Yiche's escape.

The green light shone faintly on Shen Fuying's face, looking eerie and terrifying.

"Her breath is very weak now, she is seriously injured, and she has taken too much poison gas, so you have a 30% chance of escaping." Jin Yu just glanced at it and knew that Shen Fuying was not in a good state.

Yi Che looked at Shen Fuying, who looked as usual, she was breathing evenly, and the word confidence was still written on her face, but she didn't expect that her real condition was already weak.

Yi Che suddenly knew that he had made a mistake.

I subconsciously felt that the gap between the early stage of spirit gathering and the early stage of unity was like a moat. tacitly acquiesced that he couldn't beat Shen Fuying, so when he looked at Shen Fuying again just now, Yi Che almost sentenced himself to death.

After Jin Yu's click, Yi Che reacted, and the current full state was pretended by Shen Fuying.

But Yi Che is different, the poison avoidance pill has not been affected by a trace of poisonous gas, and just now he was lucky enough to retreat because of the blue pupil bracelet, and now his spiritual power has also recovered seven or eight times out of ten. So Yi Che reacted simply.

Protecting the golden feather, he turned around and ran.

A crack appeared on Shen Fuying's face.

What is the origin of that bird, not only can it speak, but it also directly sees through its poor state. When did Yi Che adopt such a powerful spirit pet again? Looking at Yi Che's reaction to turn around and run, Shen Fuying could deduce that the bird might be in a worse condition than himself now, otherwise Yi Che could have let it kill him directly.

At least a spirit pet in the stagnation period.

Shen Fuying's eyes flashed with greed.

Yi Che urged his body, and the surrounding trees rushed towards him. Although his divine sense was blocked by the dense fog and could not sense Shen Fuying, Yi Che also knew that she was definitely behind her.

"Thirty meters away, that little girl can detect your location." Jin Yu is doing a live report in Yi Che's arms.

"Didn't you let her know where we were because you spoke?" Yi Che was a little annoyed, and he walked to the depths of the Thousand Poison Forest, just because he felt that the further he walked to the center, the thicker the fog became. Thinking that even if Shen Fuying catches up with him, he can rely on the fog to hide from the cat. But the golden feather in his arms kept chattering, and he wanted to throw it out.

"It's not my pot." Jin Yu clarified, "That person should have learned a Clear-Purpose Exercise, and this fog has less impact on her eyesight than a normal person." ”

Yi Che almost scolded, then he didn't ask for trouble when he went deeper. His divine sense couldn't see Shen Fuying, but Shen Fuying could see himself.

Jin Yu saw Yi Che's face sinking in an instant, arched in Yi Che's arms, and found a more comfortable position to lie down.

"I can't imagine that my golden feather is famous, I have beaten the dragon king, played the moon girl, and teased the golden scales, but today I fell into the hands of a little girl in the early stage of unity, I am unwilling."

Literally unwilling, but Jin Yu's tone was not too relaxed, as casual as lamenting that I was hungry because I didn't have breakfast today.

"Twenty meters, wow, it's time to catch up."

Yi Che's heart became heavier and heavier, but Shen Fuying became more and more excited.

And five meters.

Wait, Yiche, if I catch you this time, I will definitely kill you without hesitation.

When the distance between the two was only two meters, and it seemed that he could reach the hem of Yi Che's clothes with his hand, Shen Fuying threw away the fog lamp.

If it weren't for the fact that he was seriously injured, how could it take so long to catch up.

The moment he stretched out his hand to grab Yi Che's shoulder, Shen Fuying hesitated for a moment, thinking about the green light that bounced him away before, and the wound on his back was still aching. But as soon as he gritted his teeth, he grabbed Yi Che's shoulder.

A smile of victory appeared on Shen Fuying's face.

The force on his shoulder was forced to stop, and Yi Che shook off Shen Fuying's hand with his right hand, only to see the bloodthirsty whip swinging towards him.

Syllable!

He was lashed out, and a burning pain came from his left shoulder. Yi Che subconsciously protected his shoulders and stepped back.

The clothes were torn, and a two-inch-long whip mark could be seen, and the flesh had been turned over, and the blood was seeping out.

This whip Shen Fuying was still a little afraid of the protection of the blue pupil bracelet, and he didn't add too much spiritual power, and after seeing that he was not counterattacked, another whip struck.

With a strong wind, it contains her greatest strength and spiritual power now.

The paralysis gradually spread from his left arm to his whole body, which had slowed Yiche's movements. Holding the golden feather in his right hand, Yi Che couldn't pull out Ruoshui to resist in front of him. The blue pupil bracelet didn't move.

Yi Che could only stand in place stupidly, hitting Shen Fuying like a target.

"Die, Yiche!"

As Shen Fuying shouted, she was strangely still in place.

A slender and white hand appeared, gently grabbing Shen Fuying's whipping right hand.

The moment he was touched by those hands, Shen Fuying felt that the blood in his body was flowing backwards, and the spiritual power around his body stopped working, unable to move. The body was still trembling uncontrollably. , turned back stiffly and slowly, but saw a man like a god.

Wearing a jade and gold crown on his head, his face was so perfect that Shen Fuying almost forgot to breathe, and only the ink hair that was scattered moved with the wind made people suddenly feel that he was a real person, not the person in the painting. His eyes seemed to be filled with thousands of stars, bright and mysterious, and the corners of his mouth were hooked up like nothing, which was enough to make people intoxicated. The intricate purple caftan adds a touch of majesty.

Perfect.

It was the only adjective in Yi Che's mind when he saw him.

Even if he doesn't probe it, he knows about it.

Have no bottom.

The nobility and innate demeanor exuded from the inside out are enough to make any woman's heart ripple.

Twenty meters next to the man, the fog automatically receded, and it was a moving human-shaped fog light.

Yi Che looked at him, his heart beating a little faster. It's not because of his thousands of demeanors and unattainable, but that inexplicable sense of familiarity reminds Yi Che of a very vulgar accompaniment in his mind.

"Have we met somewhere?"