Zixuan Zhenjun and Qingmo Zhenjun both breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that Yun Yan'er had calmed down again, and their hearts were finally a little more steady.

"Zixuan, the spell you just now doesn't seem to be working as it should. ”

Zixuan Zhenjun nodded: "This spell was created by Shizun back then, but after Shizun feathered, it was lost, I accidentally turned to his book, and I groped for refining it, but the power was greatly reduced." ”

"This spell is a spirit rune that can suppress the explosion of the body?"

"Yes, but I can't use it for sure. ”

After a while, there was a fluctuation of spiritual power, and the two of them felt that someone was rushing behind them.

"Oh, my little daughter-in-law of Chiyang, it's really pitiful!"

I saw him shouting and walking in.

Chiyang on the side slowly got up and saluted respectfully: "Master." ”

Xuanhe Zhenjun was stunned for a moment, and looked at Chiyang's brows furrowed tightly: "What's the matter with you? This is the injury left by the lightning strike?"

Chiyang nodded, and told Xuanhe Zhenjun everything he had just experienced.

Qingmo Zhenjun said: "I am not mistaken, it is indeed the Holy Ding, it is protecting Bing'er." ”

Xuan He touched his head: "This holy tripod has disappeared for a hundred years, how could it suddenly appear and recognize the master!"

Everyone looked at Yun Yan'er again in confusion, looking at the bloodstains all over her body, and even the seven orifices were stained with blood.

Xuanhe Zhenjun sighed, shook his head and said, "My little daughter-in-law of Chiyang is really suffering, this is ...... It's only been a long time since it became like this. ”

Zixuan Zhenjun glared at him: "Do you have a way?"

After finishing speaking, I saw Xuanhe Zhenjun stretch out his hand to probe, and a wisp of divine consciousness entered Yun Yan'er's forehead.

For a moment, he frowned: "I can't detect this girl's divine sense, it seems to be blocked in some space, so I can't see what her divine consciousness is now." ”

Zixuan Zhenjun sighed: "How is this good, we send spiritual power to her, but we only treat the symptoms but not the root cause, and we can't solve the current predicament at all." ”

Qingmo Zhenjun nodded: "I can only wait for the head to come." ”

In this way, the three True Monarchs, as well as the elite disciples, replaced the spiritual power for Yun Yan'er, and the stalemate lasted for two days, and in the early morning two days later, when the seven elite disciples were transporting spiritual power to her, because the spiritual power was greatly consumed, they could not suppress the impact of the flames for a while, and the fiery air flow swept Yun Yan'er again.

Yun Yan'er in the void had already reached her limit, she opened her mouth in pain, but she couldn't say a word.

The bald man on the side was also just as eager, his somewhat trembling hands kept refining the herbs, he slowly looked at Yun Yan'er, only to see her lying on the ground, motionless, only a weak breath came.

"Girl, you have to hold on, you can't let the old man work in vain!"

The bald man muttered to himself, and he didn't care if Yun Yan'er could hear it or not, because he knew that with such a huge spiritual power sweeping, the five senses might have long ceased to exist.

Suddenly, Bald stopped the movement in his hand, he frowned, looked at Yun Yan'er, then gritted his teeth, reached out and took out a small white jade bottle from his chest, he stroked it, and sighed.

"That's it! Don't want this body! The old man gambles!"

As he spoke, he opened the vial, and a smell of blood came out.

A spiritual force attracted, and the contents of the small bottle poured out at once.

It is blood, bald blood, a hundred years ago, it is said that a ghost once used a trace of the deceased's blood to refine a whole body, and it was exactly the same body as the deceased before he died, this person is bald.

The moment the bright red blood touched the Dan furnace, the small white medicine furnace buzzed, as if it was excited, and it seemed to be wailing.

"Old friend, you haven't tasted my blood for a long time, today the old man saved you the last bit of blood, fight for breath!

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the fierce spiritual power in the Dan furnace was flourishing, and the medicinal herbs melted in the Dan furnace in an instant.

In this way, another half a day passed, and the bald and sweaty man stared at the Dan furnace: "Prepare to become a Dan!

Seeing that the medicinal liquid in the Dan furnace was rapidly condensed under the catalysis of the Dan furnace, the bald man did not dare to relax for a moment, he trembled a little: "After sleeping for so many years, I finally met a person similar to my spiritual root, how could I let her die like this! Give me Cheng Dan!"

In an instant, the Dan furnace trembled violently, and the buzzing sound came again, and the huge spiritual power fluctuations made the entire space tremble, and the liquid condensed rapidly, and a fierce light appeared in the sky, and he sat on the ground bald and weak, holding the pill in his hand, and laughed.

"Next, it's up to them!"

After speaking, he pushed the pill out of the space violently.

Yun Yan'er was lying on the bed and dying, her whole body was like a bloody person, and suddenly, in the small bag beside her, a sky-breaking spiritual power appeared, and a rumbling sound sounded in an instant.

Qing Mo was shocked, he raised his feet and walked to Yun Yan'er's side, reached out and took out the small bag, and a frightened expression appeared.

"It's ...... It's ......!"

"This is the Slow God Pill!"

A white figure appeared, which was really the head that everyone was looking forward to.

Zixuan was also shocked at this time, and was relieved when he arrived: "Quick!"

The head of the house grabbed the pill in his hand at once: "Bi Dan will attract heavenly thunder, except for the three true monarchs, the rest will go out!"

After a while, only Chiyang, Bai Lingfeng, and Sanjun were left in the entire wooden house.

The head didn't say anything after looking at the two juniors, he stretched out his hand and waved, and a formation condensed, followed by the thunder in the sky that fell instantly.

The already dilapidated roof is worth a big hole.

The moment the heavenly thunder touched the formation, the formation roared for a while, and it shattered in a moment.

A lightning bolt struck the white figure.

"Master!"

"Master!"

One after another shouts were heard.

"It's okay! I haven't tasted this thunderstorm for a long time, and I miss it so much!"

Zixuan Zhenjun frowned slightly, but the hand that transmitted spiritual power did not stop.

"You...... Thank you!"

The head smiled: "Thank me, then don't call me the head of the house, call Xingyue." ”

Zixuan Zhenjun was stunned for a moment, and then his chest rose and fell: "You!

Xuanhe Zhenjun opened his mouth with a sigh: "I can't listen to this, this old bone, can you say it in private? What time is it now, my little daughter-in-law of Chiyang is like this, you are still in the mood for you and me!"