And jamming the mouth of the sea fish does not mean that the two of them are not in danger.

I saw a water light spurting out of the other party's mouth, and it actually spread out, faintly enclosing the two of them inside.

The little aura and air around them were constantly squeezed out, and the faces of the two of them continued to turn pale.

Mizuki Aya's traction could no longer pull the two people who were wrapped in the water curtain.

Song Wanling's arms kept vibrating, and in this deep sea, it was quite beneficial for her to replenish her water spiritual power.

The spiritual power that had been lost by the great battle had been completely replenished and stirred in the body, but it could not be used.

I still, or control the water spiritual power, I can't completely move my heart at will!

Spells are the same!

Song Wanling struggled to free herself from the restraints and placed her hands in front of her, her fingers pinching the magic trick like a thousand pounds.

But when it is not formed, the hand shakes and hangs uncontrollably.

She put her hands in front of her at the limit!

After Rong Mo saw it, the invisible sword aura around his body was vigorous.

Immediately, she turned around, wrapped her arms around Song Wanling's waist weakly, and actually used the vigorous knife qi to sink most of the oppressive force on herself.

Immediately, her figure sank down in the water curtain and fell directly under Song Wanling's waist.

Two hands still held her up.

Song Wanling stretched out her hand to pull her up.

Rong Mo shook his head, and the two were speechless.

At this moment, the sea fish that was stuck in the mouth by the scabbard and the ancient knife caught up again, and bit Rong Mo's foot into it.

No, not if there is nothing,

It's that Rong Mo's feet have already sunk into that mouth!

It's just that the scabbard and the ancient knife are stuck there vertically, and the sharp teeth can't be closed for a while.

There was a clattering and piercing sound, and the sharp teeth kept biting the ancient knife and scabbard.

The bite can't be broken, but the two can be constantly shifted, and once it is deviated, it can be spit out, and Rong Mo will ......

Song Wanling's eyes were full of anxiety.

Rong Mo's expression was calm, but his eyes were calm.

Song Wanling saw trust in those eyes full of coldness.

She lowered her eyes, pursed the corners of her lips, and pressed her hands in front of her heart, in the light of the water curtain, her hands were even more delicate and jade-white, like beautiful jade carvings.

At this time, there were bits of blood, and the fingertips touched each other, but it was like scratching the tip of a knife, and the epidermis was broken in an instant.

In this powerful oppressive force, even most of it fell on Rong Mo.

Song Wanling forcibly transferred the powerful water spirit power, her slender body trembled constantly, and blood overflowed from her tightly closed cherry lips.

A little bit of pure and clear glimmer finally flew out, and after that, the spiritual power vibrated and scrambled to emerge through the formed seal.

At this time, the scabbard has been spit out of the mouth, and the sharp blade on the other side is blocked in the mouth, and the sea fish cannot spit it out.

But only one side is enough, it slightly deviates its body to let the other side bite the big mouth, and bite Rong Mo's foot in one bite.

At this moment, Song Wanling's eyes opened, and her inky black eyes turned into a water blue, crystal clear.

A flash of light shot from her blood-stained hands.

Then it was like a firework blooming in the bottom of the sea.

The spiritual power instantly turned into a wave of water and swept away in front of Rong Mo's body, and the sea fish that could control the sea water were completely isolated in this wave.

Immediately, the waves stirred up gorgeous waves, and one by one the water droplets condensed out, and they were imprinted on the bodies of the sea fish one by one.

The other party's figure was uncertain, and then suddenly burst open, a delicate and clear, and a spirit bead that seemed to contain water liquid floated in it.

Song Wanling stretched out her hand, and the spirit bead was held in her hand, and then she sank violently, holding Rong Mo's waist with one hand.

Rong Mo closed his hands at the same time, and the scabbard and sword floating below flew to her side at the same time.

When the water spiritual power receded rapidly, Song Wanling's eyes froze, and the blue streamer flashed in her eyes.

Shui Yue Aya circled the two of them with a shining light, and instantly rushed towards the sea like a flying sword.

Finally surfaced, the two of them turned pale, and their chests continued to rise and fall inhales, and their minds were dizzy.

After that, the two hugged each other, and the other hand slapped on the sea, and Mizuzuki Aya was also suspended.

Looking at the rather distant coast, the two gritted their teeth, and at this time, they all relied on Rong Mo's strength.

The spiritual power in Song Wanling's body had been exhausted, and she swam halfway through, and slowly sank down again.

A dull cough, spurting out bits of blood.

Rong Moyu's eyebrows were calm, hugged her tightly, and gritted his teeth to swim away.

At this time, a pale hand trembled and handed it to her, but it was Song Wanling who reluctantly took out a bottle of elixir to replenish spiritual power from the storage bag.

Rong Mo took it and poured it all into his mouth without hesitation.

This elixir is of the highest grade, and soon the spiritual power is replenished back, even if half of the body is immersed in the seawater, the spiritual power is suppressed, but it is enough to mobilize.

In an instant, the ancient knife that was automatically attached to Rong Mo's body sank into the sea, and was trampled under her feet, and the speed of the two of them instantly accelerated.

Song Wanling floated in the seawater, completely holding Rong Mo with one hand, and her arm was almost unconscious.

The wind was blowing on the surface of the sea, and it was bitterly cold.

Song Wanling curled up her body, wanting to fall asleep as if she didn't have anything.

Mizuki Aya lost control, hanging on her body like an ordinary streamer, immersed in the seawater, tied to her at one end.

Finally, the ancient knife turned around in the sea, carrying the two of them to break through the sea, and then the two of them fell on the shore.

Song Wanling slowly opened her eyes and glanced at Rong Mo, who was lying on the shore and panting violently.

With her cold and white fingertips, she tapped the storage bag at her waist, took out the moon dew directly, and poured it into her mouth.

The soft aura does not need to be tamed, it transforms into spiritual power that operates on its own in the limbs and hundreds of remains.

The dantian finally had abundant spiritual power, and Song Wanling took out the healing pill again and sat cross-legged on the ground.

With the replenishment of spiritual power, the wet vestment automatically discharges the water.

The hair that sticks to the back is automatically dried and flutters in the wind.

Mizuki Aya also began to move, if there is no circle for the master.

The operation of the exercises is to continuously absorb the rich water spiritual power on the surface of the sea.

There was a sign of a breakthrough, but at this time, the injury had not healed, and Song Wanling still controlled the excessive spiritual power to wash in her body.

After a while, she opened her eyes, and Rong Mo also got up.

The two of them looked at the surrounding moist coast and the large expanse of sand and gravel, but decided to move forward.

When I walked a stick of incense, I saw a few figures in front of me.

But it was the young male cultivator and the middle-aged male cultivator, as well as the female cultivator, who were just scattered from each other, all on guard.

When the female cultivator saw Rong Mo and Song Wanling, she rushed up with joy.

"It's good that the two Taoist friends are fine!"

The middle-aged male cultivator was also relieved when he saw the two of them.

"Sister Mo and I passed through that flame and fell into a deep sea, and the same is true for fellow Daoists?"

"No, I walked into a forest, and it was the branches that surrounded me, but fortunately, I had a wooden magic weapon to pick up a life."

The young male cultivator sighed as he reached out and took out a green bamboo cane.

At this time, the aura was weak, and Song Wanling knew at a glance that this was a magic weapon that had been injured and could not be used for the time being.

He looked at the other two.

"I was in a patch of yellow sand, similar to when I first came in, and it kept rolling and letting me sink.

But fortunately, no natives appeared, so they escaped. ”

The middle-aged male cultivator said in a deep voice.

Everyone looked at the nun and saw that she had a look of joy on her face.

"I was luckier than all fellow Daoists, I passed through the sea of fire, followed behind everyone, and came here directly."

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