Dazzling electric light swept by, and a roar rang out. Heavenly thunder descended from the green jade sky and fell straight towards the bodies of Ling Zheng and King Ling's tombs.

"Boom ......"

The thick golden spiritual power was wrapped around Lingzheng's fingertips, winding upward, and collided with the thunder and lightning that slashed down, and the thunder and lightning swam into Lingzheng's body along the spiritual golden silk spirit, evolving into several lightning rays, and slowly disappeared. Lingzheng stood like a stubborn stone, unmoved.

"Boom!"

At the same time, a thunderbolt struck the body of King Ling's tomb, and King Ling's tomb snorted and suffered it hard.

I clenched my hands, my throat choked, tears streaming down my face.

"Boom ......"

Another heavenly thunder descended from above, breaking into the sight, Lingzheng's hands were flat, King Ling's tomb was also open, their left and right hands were still clasped tightly, and a thick golden light poured out from Lingzheng's hands and wrapped around the body of King Ling's tomb; A thick red light poured out from King Ling's hand and wrapped around Lingzheng's body. The spiritual power of the two of them fused together, drawing a formation barrier and blocking them in front of them.

They're ......

King Ling's Tomb transferred his spiritual power to Lingzheng, and Lingzheng transformed the spiritual power of King Ling's Tomb in his body and then transferred it back to King Ling's Tomb. In this way, the lives of the two of them in the future will be closely implicated. This is even more special than the life spell, the life spell can be solved, this ...... No solution.

"Boom!"

The thunder light slashed down and slashed on the formation, without hurting them in the slightest.

There was a sudden burst of heat in my chest, I looked down, and the Qingming ruler that was placed aside, a faint white mist gushed out of it, forming a white line, swimming in the direction of Lingzheng and King Ling's tomb. I hurriedly closed my eyes, crossed all the spiritual power in my body above the white line, and pulled it out into the barrier to help Lingzheng and King Ling's tomb.

The white line is in mid-air, and it meets another pale gold line.

I looked along the line, Jin Shiyi was standing there, biting his lip tightly, and there were several faint circles of golden light above his head.

Jin Shiyi: This is ...... Blood for Souls?

Shen Yan looked at me and nodded affirmatively: "First year of junior high school, that's all we can help." ”

"Thank you." My throat tightened and I couldn't speak anymore.

The white thread in my hand was entangled with the golden thread of Jin Shiyi, closely connected, and swam towards the tomb of Lingzheng and King Ling. The formation in front of Ling Zheng and King Ling's tomb seemed to sense our kindness, and emitted a stronger light, merging the two rays of light between me and Jin Shiyi, condensing into the entire formation, and turning into a colorful barrier.

"Boom ......"

The thunder rolled, the white thunder and lightning light and the colorful spiritual light were entangled, and the colorful formation transformed the heavenly thunder, and then passed into the body of Lingzheng and the tomb of King Ling.

"Bombardment ......"

An invisible wind blew violently, opening Jin Shiyi, who was standing beside me, and flew far away.

Shen Yan was frightened and hurriedly ran to Jin Shiyi's side, Jin Shiyi held Shen Yan's hand tightly, raised his head and spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body was crooked, and he fainted. Shen Yan cried loudly a few times, pulled out a short knife, and was about to stab himself in the stomach, I was scared to death, and hurriedly shouted: "Shen Yan! Don't! ”

Shen Yan burst into tears: "If it weren't for this child, I would have more powerful abilities!" ”

I looked at Shen Yan, tears blurred my vision: "Isn't the child more important than a stronger ability?" You are so looking forward to his arrival, how can you bear to end his life at this juncture? ”

"But...... But if he doesn't die, the second goods will be ...... Just ......"

I yelled at her: "Don't worry, Lingzheng won't let Jin Shiyi die, you give Jin Shiyi a lower pulse, you should just vomit blood and faint, it's no big deal, you take a look." ”

Shen Yan was stunned and put her hand on Jin Shiyi's pulse.

After a long time, Shen Yan threw the short knife to the side, and with a wow, pounced on Jin Shiyi, howling and crying.

I think they made a lot of determination when they came up the mountain.

They are coffin children, they can live forever at the age of 100, and they will understand the benefits of immortality, so they will be more afraid of death than ordinary people!

I watched Shen Yan cry heartbreakingly, and I felt very uncomfortable.

Suddenly...... Another strong wind suddenly rose, and I was stuck with a talisman by Lingzheng, and my hands and feet could not move, so I could only bear the cold strange wind, only to feel a tightness in my chest, and vomit a mouthful of blood. Lingzheng turned his head to look at me, shocked, however, at this moment, the thunder and lightning were like a bamboo, and once again he struck the air, and the power was even more terrifying than just now.

The rock-solid figure trembled slightly, and my heart slammed into it.

King Ling's tomb turned his head: "Senior brother, how are you?" ”

"It's fine."

Ling Zheng let go of the hand holding the tomb of King Ling, raised his head with half of his eyes, and then took advantage of the moment when the thunder and lightning had not yet come, quickly moved his body, and took a step in the east, south, west, and north directions, and at the same time raised his hand to his chest, pointed to his hand with one hand, and pinched out a complicated handprint with the other hand on the ground.

I didn't know where the hunting cold wind came from, and I shivered coldly.

When he looked at it again, Lingzheng's hands were wide open, and his wide sleeves were spread out in the wind, like a vigorous eagle. King Ling's tomb stood beside him, his hands raised low, and two crimson spiritual lights slowly rose from his palms.

"Not good! Brother Tomb, this is resisting the thunder with the Yuan Spirit. ”

Shen Yan shouted, and rushed to my side with an arrow step.

All my thoughts were blank because of Shen Yan's words, my eyes were glazed, and I was about to faint.

Yuan Ling ......

Ordinary people may feel very distant when they hear the word Yuan Ling, but the people in the Xuanmen, from the moment they practice the mystical arts, slowly condense their own Yuan Spirit, which is an invisible and untouchable qi, which grows from small to large, automatically travels in their own bodies, and opens up the seven orifices for us.

The Yin Girl opened the Seven Tricks, and it was easy for the old fairy family to watch things.

Taoist priests or monks who have opened the seven knots will also have some of their own magical powers.

King Ling's tomb gave the spiritual power to Lingzheng, and he himself used the Yuan Spirit to fight against the heavenly thunder, and if there was a slight difference, it would be wiped out.

"Boom!"

Under another thunderbolt, a golden aura and a red aura merged together, like the smoke shadow of the sun, curling into the air, gradually approaching the thunder in mid-air, forming a thick and solemn circle.

Rumble......

Thunder and lightning struck each other, knocking out the momentum of shaking the earth and shaking the mountains.

She Shan seemed to let out a faint wail, and the trees in the woods were broken a lot by the light of thunder and lightning.

King Ling's right foot took a half step forward, his knee hit the ground heavily, and red blood slowly overflowed from his lips. Lingzheng clutched his chest, snorted, lowered his head, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Lingzheng, the tomb of King Ling......"

I roughly counted it, just now a total of nine heavenly thunders fell, King Ling's tomb has already knelt on the ground, and even the Lingzheng with deep spiritual power can no longer parry, what should I do?

"Lingzheng, King Ling's tomb, what are you going to do with me?"

I screamed loudly, feeling like my blood was surging out, as if something was about to burst out.

"Boom ......"

A bolt of lightning struck King Ling's tomb hard, and his figure was stunned, and thick black smoke came out of his head. He opened his mouth to scold, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't make a sound, and only spat out a few gray smoke rings.

"Boom!"

Another thunderbolt struck Lingzheng.

Bright red blood poured down Lingzheng's fingertips, slowly soaking the clothes on his body into red.

"First year of junior high school, I'm fine, you don't need it, you don't need it...... Lose sleep over something. ”

Lingzheng turned his head, his inky eyes were tender, and his cold voice slowly spoke, reaching the paleness and loneliness in the depths of people's hearts.

King Ling's tomb also looked back at me: "Woman, just take care of yourself." ”

"Boom ......"

"Boom!"

The thunder struck one after another, and I counted them carefully, ten, eleven, twelve......

The roaring sound lasted for a long time, and my ears tingled.

In a trance, there seemed to be a vision in front of my eyes. - In the midst of the thunder and lightning in the sky, a golden thing slowly flew up and stopped in front of me. It turned out to be a small golden dragon.

This is......

I unconsciously looked down and caught a glimpse of my lower abdomen.

"Whew......"

The roar of the little golden dragon was visibly childish, and it flew in front of me, circled over my head a few times, and then kept wandering in front of me.

Slowly, I noticed that it was moving very regularly.

The golden light seemed to condense into one word: death.

Die?

Is it trying to tell me that I die, and everyone lives?

"Whew......"

The little golden dragon roared again.

Obviously, my guess was wrong, and it was a warning.

Didn't I die? What does that mean? This word "death" is the opportunity for us to survive this thunderstorm safely? But who is this "death"?

"Dead?"

I bowed my head and pondered.

What does the little golden dragon mean? Who will die?

I tried to move my right hand, and was pleasantly surprised to find that I was able to move, and the spirit was seriously injured by the thunder, and the magic talisman he had attached to me also failed.

I hurriedly stood up, raised my hands high, and stretched them out into the air, and the little golden dragon wrapped around my arm.

The little golden dragon looked at me fixedly, with a warm expression, as if he was saying goodbye, and a few golden tears flowed from his eyes.

Suddenly, a cold air rose in my lower abdomen, traveling directly through my body, penetrating the skin where I was in contact with the little golden dragon, and then rushing back into my internal organs. I was so frightened by the cold air that I subconsciously withdrew a hand and pressed it tightly on my stomach.

The cold air still lingered in my body, and I wanted to calm it down.

However, before I could calm down the cold, the little golden dragon's face was pressed against my face, and I only felt a fiery air flow quickly burrowing into my body, chasing each other with the cold ice before, and my little stomach suddenly felt like it was tearing. I held the little golden dragon in my right hand, and my left hand was stroking my stomach, and my whole body seemed to be stuck with a talisman again, and I couldn't move half a step.

After a while, the two air currents, one cold and one hot, all condensed on my lower abdomen, as if the flesh in my lower abdomen had been dug out.

Die?

Death and life......

I got it. The little golden dragon is the child of me and Lingzheng, and he exchanged his death for our lives......