Chapter 40: Ritual Instruments

"Yang Zhi." At this time, Yang Zhiyong, who was originally meditating on the roof, suddenly found Yang Zhi on the ground, his face changed slightly, his body jumped, and he rushed over.

Yang Zhiyong squatted beside Yang Zhi and immediately grabbed his wrist with one hand.

Yang Zhi stretched out his head vigorously, the green tendons on his head were exposed, his eyes were full of pain and struggle, and he looked at Yang Zhiyong pitifully and pleadingly.

Yang Zhiyong quickly withdrew his wrist, suddenly tore off the clothes on his wrist, stuffed it into Yang Zhi's mouth, and immediately slapped his palms on Yang Zhi's chest, using his true qi to suppress the Seven Killing Sword Qi that Nie Fan had entered Yang Zhi's body, and at the same time looked at Yang Zhi with a cold face and said, "Hold on, it will subside in fifteen minutes!" ”

Yang Zhi trembled all over, with Yang Zhiyong's true qi, his pain was slightly reduced, but he was still in unspeakable pain, and he wanted to die immediately.

He is the eldest and youngest of the Yang family, and he has had no worries about food and clothing since he was a child, where has he suffered this kind of pain. Convulsions all over my body, pain into the bone marrow.

Yang Zhi frowned and tried his best to suppress the restless sword qi in Yang Zhi's body with all his true qi, but with his half-step elephant-level cultivation, he couldn't help the yin qi in Yang Zhi's body.

Yang Zhiyong showed beads of sweat on his head, his hands were trembling, the true qi in his body was about to be exhausted, and the yin qi became more and more intense, almost penetrating every part of Yang Zhi's body.

Yang Zhi had no way to call out, and there was no way to faint, so he could only endure it stiffly. His whole body was already soaked, his convulsions were getting smaller and smaller, and his face was extremely pale.

"Hold on a little longer, and it will subside soon!" Yang Zhiyong felt that his true qi was about to run out, and shouted to Yang Zhi with a calm face.

Yang Zhi was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to nod, his breath was short, and the muscles on his face twitched.

In less than half an hour, both of them breathed a long sigh of relief.

Yang Zhi's limbs were exhausted, and he suddenly collapsed to the ground, with a strip of cloth in his mouth, panting constantly, his eyes closed, and the whole person looked very enjoyable.

Yang Zhi sat there cross-legged, breathing non-stop, but he was meditating, calm and powerful, trying his best to recover his depleted true qi.

Yang Zhi, who was lying on the ground, didn't think about anything, just kept panting, and his mind was empty.

The uncle and nephew were lying and sitting on their own, both pranayama in their own hands.

It took half an hour for Yang Zhi's body to regain some strength, and his strength recovered, and his brain began to turn.

As soon as he thought about it, Yang Zhi sat up suddenly, his face suddenly flashed with fear, his breath was short, and he kept changing.

"There can't be a next time!"

Suddenly, Yang Zhi jumped up and rushed directly outside.

Yang Zhiyong, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes and shouted to him, "Yang Zhi, where are you going?" ”

"Go and sink Liu Hao into the mountain!" Yang Zhi's voice gritted his teeth and did not turn his head back.

His body was still weak, and he staggered open the door and ran out.

Yang Zhiyong frowned, but he didn't stop him, he took a deep breath, stood up and walked towards his sideroom.

It was dark and cold.

Nie Fan stood on the eaves of one of the Heavenly Palaces, feeling the Heavenly Palace.

During the day, he was too far away to feel the situation in the Heavenly Palace. At this moment, he was standing on one of the eaves of the Heavenly Hall and did not enter. But even so, he still felt the chill coming from the tiles, and this chill made him cold, and even a sense of crisis occurred in his heart.

"What a cold killing machine...... Nie Fan didn't use his divine sense to go in and check, he felt it carefully, and was secretly shocked in his heart, this kind of killing intent, fierce and piercing, is definitely not something that can be found in hundreds of years.

"Is there a monk hiding here?" A trace of solemnity flowed out of Nie Fan's face, as far as he knew, the lifespan of Xuan-level monks was generally under 150 years old, even the elephant-level could not live to be 200 years old, the lifespan of the star should be around 300, and the palace level was only five hundred at most, if you want to exude such a killing intent at any time, it is definitely not something that an ancient martial arts cultivator can do!

The cold wind blew Nie Fan's clothes, and he stood there, muttering whether to go in and explore, but the sense of crisis always pressed on his heart, making him feel like a fish in his throat.

At this moment, Nie Fan suddenly raised his head and looked in front of the main entrance of the Heavenly Palace, only to see two black shadows walking quickly towards the main hall.

"Is that them?" Nie Fan's spiritual sense was keen, and his eyes were extremely far away at night, and he recognized the two of them at once. Those two foreign killers were in the tour van.

Nie Fan didn't move, didn't mean to stop them, and let them approach the Heavenly Palace.

"John, why is it so cold here?" The blonde woman walking behind the man suddenly trembled, looked at the man in front of her and whispered.

The man whose face was like a knife, and who became more and more cold at night looked up at the gate of the main hall not far away, and his face also showed a solemn expression, he had been in China for many years, and he knew something about this ancient country, and he knew that there were strange and dangerous places that they could not understand.

"Be careful." The man named John said just two words and continued his way to the main hall.

But with these two words, the blonde woman's already worried face immediately changed again. She knew very well that John rarely spoke, but when he did, he was very serious.

She looked up at the dark hall not far away, feeling the biting cold wind overflowing from it, her heart jumped again, and her eyes flashed with fear.

The hall without light at this point is like a dark beast lurking, silent, not knowing when it will open its mouth and swallow them!

But thinking about what might be inside, the blonde woman gritted her teeth and followed John forward.

John walked forward, and the closer he got to the main hall, the more solemn the look on his face grew.

"Rita, be careful." Walking to the guardrail of the main hall, John stopped and looked at the gate of the Heavenly Hall that was already faintly visible in the distance.

The blonde woman Rita's body shook again, this was the second time John said to be careful tonight, she couldn't help but lean forward and whispered, "John, I ......"

John didn't speak, took out two strange discs from his bag, handed one to Rita, and said, "Wear it on your body." ”

Rita knew John's identity in the organization, and when she saw it, she hurriedly took it and hung it around her neck, and sure enough, as soon as she put on this disc, the uncomfortable feeling that made her heart beat was immediately reduced by half.

John's blue eyes were calm and quiet, and the corners of his cold and hard face were faintly resolute, he clenched the bag in his hand and said, "Go." ”

Rita nodded, and the two of them crossed the railing and walked towards the gate of the Celestial Palace.

Nie Fan was on the roof, watching the two of them cross the railing, as if they were walking forward completely unaffected, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the quaint disc in front of the two.

"Artifact?" Nie Fan's face was different. This was the first time he had seen a magic weapon, and the bracelet he refined last time, although it could also be regarded as a magic weapon, was too rough and had a single function, and it did not enter the current at all in the cultivation realm.

And what these two foreigners wore was actually able to isolate the invisible killing intent emanating from the Heavenly Palace.

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Wish: Happy National Day everyone! Poor me have started to work.

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