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Xijing felt that since he had bound this Spicy Chicken Mother system, he had never met a normal person around him.

Especially you retarded!

She stared viciously at Qingyu, who had passed out on the ground.

But he must not die, he has killed too many lives, it is difficult to survive the divine calamity, and he has cut off his spiritual root and has not yet recovered his cultivation, so he can't help.

Although the wounds caused by the magic arrow had healed, he could resist so many monks with the strength of one person, and the wounds would only be more and not less, and he couldn't tell where the blood was bleeding when he wore a blood-stained robe.

Xijing frowned, took off the Danlu robe, and put it on for him.

Although the Dan Furnace could refine the blood of the gods, his bleeding was too large, and the Dan Furnace couldn't take care of it.

The vestments gradually turned blood-red, not the blood on them, but the color of blood from the inside out.

Fortunately, the wound no longer bleeds and can save his life for the time being.

"Qingyu, if you fail, the next time you meet this villain, you will definitely be worse off than dead." Xijing threatened viciously, but he couldn't hear it, and even if he could hear it, he wouldn't understand what it meant to meet next time.

"I'm a Buddha, this villain only wants to kill the protagonist, and he doesn't want to save the protagonist at all." Xijing was thinking about it, but he still planned to leave Penglai Island immediately with Qingyu.

With such a big movement, people from other sects will definitely come to support.

Looking at the corpses of immortal cultivators all over the ground, Xijing's eyes were cold, and he thought: It's a pity to throw it here.

It just so happened that she had just ruined her cultivation, and it was okay to change to a new cultivation method, and with the rich exercises she had cultivated before in her mind, Xijing thought of an idea.

A little help is needed, though.

Xijing stretched out her finger and dipped a little blood from the corner of Qingyu's mouth, she put the bright red blood stain on her eyebrows, closed her eyes and let her consciousness return to nothingness, and then opened her eyes when there were no distractions in her heart.

Of course, what catches the eye is the disarray, one by one fallen immortal cultivators.

Her eyes were full of joy and sorrow, and she slowly sat down to meditate.

The soul cultivation that remained on the immortal cultivator's body actually gathered towards the tide mirror, forming a huge white cloud, and gradually the cloud contracted downward to form a tornado and began to rotate, and the bottom was only the size of a fingernail, flying towards the center of the tide mirror's eyebrows.

Countless spiritual power cultivators poured in, making her unable to bear it for a while, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth.

Her head was swollen and aching to the point that it was about to explode, and she asked herself to ignore her own pain, to do everything possible to empty herself, and to treat herself as a container without life and feelings.

The wind and clouds surged, and the waves blew on the surface of the East China Sea.

An hour later, the mirror slowly opened her eyes. After enduring too much cultivation at once, coupled with the Dan furnace giving Qingyu, her physical body was a little unable to hold on, and her seven orifices were bleeding, which looked terrifying.

However, this exercise is really powerful, and in an hour, she has returned to the cultivation of the distraction period.

She looked at Qingyu, his injuries were no longer in a problem with the help of the Dan Furnace, and he should be able to wake up in a few moments.

I don't know how much support there will be, Xijing took Qingyu to leave Penglai first.

On the way out, he met two distracted monks who came to support him, and the two of them raised their swords to slay the demons.

"Wait." Xijing had an expression of intent to surrender.

"Oh, I'm afraid it's too late now, let's die!" The two have not seen the tragic situation of Penglai Island, and the words are still full of justice and victory.

Xijing showed an apologetic smile and said, "It's windy in the sky, I'll fight you when I put on some clothes." ”