Seeing that Yuan Qianha's "Sword of the Flesh" was only a zhang away from Bi Xiaotian, Rolling Laosan and Yin Bohou were stunned.

"Looking for death, I don't know the height of the little girl!"

There was a muffled roar from the chaotic grass that submerged the upper half of his body, and Bi Xiaotian wrapped his arms around, and a circle of blue light covered him, instantly blocking Yuan Qianhao's penetration.

Yuan Qianhao, dressed in white, was like a helpless bird, half a foot apart, horizontal in the air.

Bi Xiaotian's aura converged, and the blue light gradually spread, killing people invisibly.

As long as he boiled up for three more breaths, Yuan Qianhao would be pierced by the aura and his internal organs would be killed.

Mi Xiaobei, who was on the verge of dying, suddenly woke up, took his last breath, raised his hand and squeezed it out with one palm.

It was also a burst of blue light, which immediately shattered Bi Xiaotian's circle of blue light.

Yuan Qianhao suddenly fell to the ground like an injured bird.

Rolling Laosan and Yin Bohou immediately stepped forward, one left and one right set up Yuan Qianhao, and quickly retreated five zhang away.

And at this moment, Bi Xiaotian was shocked when he saw that his aura was shattered by Mi Xiaobei, his head trembled, and the red light in his eyes turned into blue light.

Mi Xiaobei slapped this palm, he had exhausted his life's energy, and after the wound on his ankle spurted out the last slip of blood, he suddenly collapsed to the ground, his face was bruised, and the spirit of the Yuan Spirit dissipated, and he was instantly exhausted.

"Cheap brother!"

Yuan Qianhao screamed mournfully, shook off the rolling Laosan and Yin Bohou on both sides, and rushed towards Mi Xiaobei.

Before he got close to Mi Xiaobei, a blue light quickly rolled in, forcing Yuan Qianhao back three feet away.

The blue light dissipated, and it turned out to be Bi Xiaotian who was close to Mi Xiaobei.

The wound on his right ankle had been coagulated by blue blood, and Mi Xiaobei had died of blood.

"Cheap Brother ......"

Yuan Qianwei still wanted to rush forward, but was firmly held by Rolling Laosan and Yin Bohou: "Miss, don't make trouble, look at the meaning of that monster, it seems that he is saving Mi Gongzi." ”

Yuan Qianwei raised his eyes and was instantly stunned.

Bi Xiaotian raised his palm and wiped it on Mi Xiaobei's ankle, and the wound healed immediately.

The three of them were amazed, this monster's skills far surpassed Meiji's.

When the dove boy was injured and unconscious, Maggie turned into a python and used her mucus to heal his wounds. And the monster in front of him, as long as he raised his hand, Mi Xiaobei's wound healed.

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However, Mi Xiaobei died of blood exhaustion!

It was useless for the wound to heal, and the blue blood on his body had dried up.

The three of them didn't have time to be sad, and they saw Bi Xiaotian raise his hands from the pile of messy hair, and cut the superior artery of his left wrist with the nail of the little thumb of his right hand, and drops of blue blood dripped down.

Bi Xiaotian used his right hand to straighten Mi Xiaobei's face upright, and moved his left hand to Mi Xiaobei's face, and the blue blood dripped right on Mi Xiaobei's exhausted lips.

The speed of blood flow increases.

Bi Xiaotian pinched Mi Xiaobei's cheeks with his right hand, pinched his mouth into a small "O" shape, and blue blood dripped into his mouth.

"Your Highness......"

This time, it was a glimpse of red standing on the boulder.

This Spirit Kingdom Archmage has gone through several lifetimes of reincarnation, especially after turning into a red fox in the previous life, his thinking is indeed much duller.

By the time he understood what was going on, Bi Xiaotian had already fed Mi Xiaobei two taels of blood.

A red body floated down in front of Bi Xiaotian and knelt on the ground: "Your Highness, if you exhaust your spirituality like this, it is possible to ......"

Bi Xiaotian glared at the archmage fiercely, and immediately stopped his mouth as soon as he turned red. Cheng looked at Bi Xiaotian with trepidation, and then looked at the other three people around him, not knowing whether the following words should be said or not.

That's right, Bi Xiaotian cut the artery in his wrist, although all that dripped was blood, but this blood was the cultivation of his eighteen years of cultivation.

Cultivating to break through the cocoon into a butterfly is about to reach the ninth level, and at this critical time, releasing his eighteen years of cultivation, Bi Xiaotian will return to the mortal eighteen years ago.

If too much blood is released, it will also reduce his longevity as a mortal.

Is His Royal Highness the Prince crazy, or is he stupid?

For the sake of a kid who has nothing to do with it, and even came to snatch the spirit clan's psychic staff, can you commit it?

Bi Xiaotian's eyes were glaring, and he didn't dare to speak out no matter how much pain he felt.

was helpless, so he had to stand up behind Bi Xiaotian and sit down cross-legged.

Suddenly stretched out his arms, his palms against Bi Xiaotian's Fengmen acupoint, and in an instant, two puffs of white smoke came out.

Yi Yuhong could only use this method to help Bi Xiaotian, injecting his true qi into the body of His Royal Highness the Prince, and not letting him completely become an ordinary mortal.

But the parasitic body of this Spirit Clan Prince, after this True Yuan consumption, obviously doesn't have much spiritual energy anymore.

After about a cup of tea, Bi Xiaotian "fed" a pound of blood for Mi Xiaobei, and then a miracle happened.

Mi Xiaobei, who had died of blood exhaustion, her lips squirmed slightly, sucking Bi Xiaotian's blue blood like a baby.

After about ten breaths, my eyelashes fluttered, and I slowly opened my eyes.

He actually picked up a life!

"Cheap brother!"

Yuan Qianhao cried with joy, and was about to rush over again.

Rolling Lao San was worried that disturbing those two monsters at this time would cause them to go mad and fall short, so he firmly caught Yuan Qianhao.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Bi Xiaotian's body suddenly weakened, and he slowly fell to the ground.

"Your Highness!"

He exclaimed loudly, quickly leaned over, concentrated his palms on the spleen and Yu points on Bi Xiaotian's back, and injected his true qi again.

Bi Xiaotian relieved his breath, sat up, saw that Mi Xiaobei had woken up, slowly closed his eyes, and said to Yihong: "Archmage, let's go!"

Yihong glanced at Mi Xiaobei viciously, eager to devour this kid alive.

I wondered in my heart, but it was not good to ask Bi Xiaotian why he did this in front of Yuan Qianwei and the others.

So he held the psychic staff in one hand and helped Bi Xiaotian with the other, and the hateful was about to leave.

Yuan Qianwei immediately ran to Mi Xiaobei's side, hugged his head into his arms, and shouted with tears and laughter: "Brother cheap, you are alive, you ...... Haze was so scared

...... Woo woo! It's okay now, the cheap brother is alive...... Haha......"

Mi Xiaobei's pale face slowly turned bloody, the kind of blood that was flushed.

"Ha'er, this is ...... What's going on?"

"It's the monster ......"

Yuan Qianwei looked at Bi Xiaotian and Yihong's back, and suddenly changed his words: "It was that immortal who saved you......"

Mi Xiaobei was even more puzzled, how could the two monsters who fought you to the death just now save themselves?

So he asked, "It's a blue-faced monster...... Immortals, or the ...... with the psychic staff."

"Huh? Psychic Staff......"

Yuan Qianwei was startled, put Mi Xiaobei's head back on the ground, stood up, and shouted at the red back: "Hey......! Old fairy, you can't go!"

"Why can't I go?"

After an extremely cold answer, Yihong suddenly stopped, slowly turned around, and a pair of small eyes under the five-inch white eyebrows flashed with murderous intent.