In the humming sound, the god dodged He Yunye's hand, and a knife light, like the cold light of a moonlit night, swept by. He Yun also reacted in the future, a petrified fruit in front of him, the glory was bright, the stone skin was broken, and the rich breath of life was overwhelming.

He Yun's face also changed, his big hand suddenly stretched out, and his spirit was in the air, and he was about to forcibly detain this breath of life. Otherwise, if it is allowed to spread wantonly, I am afraid that it will be like last night's Death City, and the entire mall will be shrouded in the breath of life. The movement is so loud, it is reminiscent of the affairs of the Wu Kingdom, isn't he a yellow clay and a crotch of his pants, not, but also. After all, he didn't even touch the fruit of life.

The next moment, He Yunye's eyebrows couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. The endless breath of life was actually continuously pumped into the spiritual spring under him, and it could even be clearly seen that a deep vortex appeared in the spiritual spring.

Instinctively retracting his palm, He Yun also looked inquiringly towards the whirlpool in the spiritual spring under his feet, and then, He Yun also suddenly thought of something. As soon as his body sank, he quickly sank under the spiritual spring, and saw that the endless breath of life, where something poured into the spiritual spring, Hao Ran was integrated into Wu Anjun's bones.

It can be seen that with the influx of the breath of life, some delicate flesh buds gradually appeared on Wu Anjun's white bones that were as clear as jade. And there was still no breath on its bones.

"Wu Anjun, are you really alive?"

He Yun also frowned at all this, and after thinking about it, not only did he not stop it, but instead reached out and detained the broken fruit, and threw it on Wu Anjun's bones.

After a few hours, the fruit on Wu Anjun's bones gradually lost its movement, as if it had been hollowed out, and slid into the depths of the spiritual spring. Wu Anjun's bones were reborn at this time.

The new skin and flesh look fragile and white. He Yun also sat over slowly, carefully looking at the man in front of him. Looking at it, He Yun also touched his face, and couldn't help but show a trace of unhappiness.

Wu Anjun has sword eyebrows and sideburns, and the bridge of his nose is high, although he is just sitting here quietly, he has a special aura that attracts the attention of others. He Yun also pondered for a moment, but he didn't think of what kind of feeling it was, perhaps, Wu Anjun was what the women said, the kind of man who was particularly masculine.

Stretching out his hand and shaking Wu Anjun's body, He Yun also found that although his physical body was alive, there was still no trace of the breath that a living person should have in his body, which gave him the feeling as if he had no soul.

Squinting his eyes, He Yun couldn't help but sound what Wu Anjun had said to him at the beginning.

"When my lord returns, let me go with me. ”

Thinking about the meaning of this sentence in his heart, He Yun also looked at Wu Anjun's body again, and his eyes suddenly showed an unknown color. If, as he suspected, he undoubtedly had a terrifying hole card in his hand.

As soon as he thought of this, He Yun couldn't help but think of the five skeletons that he brought back along with Wu Anjun's bones. Since Wu Anjun's bones can be reborn in flesh and blood under the breath of a large number of lives, can the other five bones also be reborn?

After thinking about it, He Yun couldn't help but shake his head. Those five skeletons, although they must have been cultivated to the top of their lives before their deaths, they should be worse than Wu Anjun, otherwise, they would not be ridiculously dragged to death by a skeleton and become that pair of virtues.

This kind of thing can happen to Wu Anjun, but they may not be able to. Shaking his head, He Yun couldn't help but dispel this thought.

Turning around, He Yun also looked at the Divine Drawing Long Knife again, and there was no depression on his face. Although the breath of life in these petrified fruits was a little worse than that scorching fruit of the great sun, the effect was undoubtedly amazing. Moreover, he has a lot of wins in his hands.

He Yun also waved his hand to draw the long knife, poked it in front of him, and praised:

"Well done! I'm wrong for you, your eyesight is still good. ”

The arrogant hum of the divine long knife, and in a flash, he was about to return to He Yunye's dantian. He Yun also grabbed it and said lightly:

"What's the hurry? That fruit just now is scrapped, you cut me a new one with the same attributes, don't make a mistake. Also, it's better to cut that hole smaller, it's better to look good, it's convenient for me to refine, don't chop it like just now, it's cheap for nothing. ”

He Yun also remembered that the divine guides were picked next to each other at that time, from bottom to top. In this case, he now has forty-eight fruits in his hand, which should be the fruit of the breath of life and the fruit of his breath, twenty-four each.

In Shenyin's impatience, He Yun also slowly let go of the long knife in his hand, and in a flash, Shenyin threw a fruit in front of He Yunye's eyes, and then returned directly to He Yunye's dantian.

He Yun also pinched the fruit, his face turned dark, he sat cross-legged, his fingertips flowed, and he easily poked a finger hole in the stone skin. For a while, the milky white slurry flowed out, and the breath of life was about to leak out.

Vigilantly glancing at Wu Anjun's corpse not far away, He Yun also opened his mouth wide, and directly stuffed the fruit with this stone skin into his mouth with great effort.

With a mouthful of raw fruit syrup in his abdomen, He Yun also had three hundred and sixty big acupoints around his body, and he was running violently, continuously squeezing this rich breath of life into his body. At this moment, He Yun could also clearly feel that every inch of flesh and blood in his body was being rejuvenated. He Yun could also feel that under this power, he had been tortured by the curse for more than ten years, and the hidden dangers in his body had been completely smoothed out.

Even, under this amazing breath of life, He Yunye's qi and blood power has flourished to a terrifying level. Vaguely, he felt that the strength of his physical body had been greatly improved.

Linked to it, He Yunye's longevity has also grown by leaps and bounds. However, He Yun didn't have much feeling about this. For others, Shou Yuan seems to be a little insufficient compared to the consumption of cultivation.

But he never felt that way. For him, Shou Yuan is more like a string of positive growth numbers. I don't consume much on weekdays, but with the improvement of my cultivation, it is constantly growing all the time. Even, at this moment, He Yun was wondering whether to cultivate a few forbidden martial arts that required burning longevity, so that this growth ratio could be flattened a bit. Shou Yuan, it's enough. Otherwise, if one day he let someone die, wouldn't it be wasted?