"Curtain!"

Nangong Yehua's expression changed greatly, and as soon as his figure moved, he came to the front of Youfeng, and quickly formed an enchantment at a terrifying and perverted speed, blocking him and Youfeng.

The surging aura in Nangong Yehua's dantian gushed out wildly in an instant, intertwined with the demonic qi that was devouring and killing around the ghostly wind, the demonic qi devoured the aura, and the aura devoured the demonic qi, fighting each other, just like a duel between kings.

And the demonic aura of the ghost wind became more and more wild after encountering the pure spiritual power, and the scarlet pupils surged with the demonic energy and killing intent that destroyed the world and the earth, just like the lone wolf who had lost everything suddenly ran into his enemy, and in an instant, he turned into a cruel and bloodthirsty devil, vowing to tear her enemy to pieces!

Such a huge amount of energy rushed within the barrier, and all corners of the barrier sparkled like electricity and lightning slashing, and the indestructible barrier was almost shattered by this sky-rushing demonic aura.

At this time, all the breath of the main spiritual power of the dantian in the body of the ghost wind was swallowed by the powerful and domineering magic pill, as if it was pulled by some kind of emotion, reminding it, giving the subconscious of the magic pill to lower its head, and it was not controlled by the ghost wind's own thoughts.

The Demon Pill, which occupies absolute dominance, is becoming more and more tyrannical and wanton, vowing to destroy the entire world!

Touching the hatred and despair hidden in the heart of the wind, Nangong Yehua trembled, and the color of distress became stronger, what made his precious curtain so painful!

Seeing Youfeng in pain, Nangong Yehua felt a pain in his heart, clenching his heart, and the pain was so painful that he almost couldn't stand up.

This unavoidable Heart-Burning Tribulation actually came like this!

But he didn't regret it at all, but became more and more difficult to give up and difficult to leave.

After waiting for a few lifetimes, just for a her, even if it will be a catastrophe, you can't see her like this!

Nangong Yehua's momentum was slightly heavy, and a three-color mixed lotus flew out of the body and turned into a huge golden cover.

The golden light of the cover was dazzling, dazzling, and the ancient and majestic mysterious aura gathered like a thunderbolt on the little man who could not break free from the shackles of the mixed lotus in the golden cover.

"Ah!!!h

His movements were restricted, and his body was suppressed and invaded by a huge and terrifying aura, and his whole body was so uncomfortable that he almost exploded.

The wind was as painful as a lonely wolf, roaring and crying at the sky, dripping blood and tears flowed, falling on the bright red robe, blooming flowers of death with destruction and hope, full of sorrow, and in an instant clusters of white flowers bloomed in the red petals.

The white flowers are pure and immaculate, like the epiphyllum flowers that bloom at night, and they are so beautiful that they cannot be described in words.

Two kinds of flowers, red and white, bright white and soft, beautiful and pure, but also bewitching like fire, without a trace of light, like a god like a demon, like a ghost like a fairy, so contradictory, can't tell what it is.

This situation is so similar to the person who once dominated the Three Realms, but ended up desolate!

Yes, dual cultivation of spirits and demons!!

Nangong Yehua was shocked beyond measure, and his calm and calm expression disappeared cleanly, leaving a deep sadness and horror in vain.

A bad premonition took root in my heart.

Suppressed by the three-color mixed lotus, the demonic aura decreased sharply, the simple and pure aura prevailed, the red and black demonic aura decreased rapidly, and finally it was like a mouse seeing a cat, and quickly fled back to the dantian of the ghostly wind, and he was too timid to make a sound!

The domineering blood-devouring demonic qi of the realm of the Demon Dao is second to none even in the upper three realms, and the cultivation realm of the Demon Pill is above Nangong Yehua, but the Demon Pill was defeated by the aura that is weaker than it!

Who the hell is he! In the red eyes of the ghostly wind, the breath is tumbling endlessly, almost wanting to burn the prairie fire.

Without thinking much about it, the spiritual cultivation dantian that had been suppressed for a long time in Youfeng's body quickly covered the trembling magic pill, and constantly absorbed the aura that was snatched away by the magic pill and turned into demonic energy, and converted it into a breath suitable for himself.

The absorbed demonic qi quickly traveled to the limbs, causing turmoil in the meridians and bones of the whole body. Even Youfeng herself didn't notice that her body was undergoing amazing changes...

Inevitably sucked away a part of the demonic qi, and when he finished the work, Nangong Yehua's face instantly turned extremely pale, and the slightly better internal injuries aggravated again, but he didn't notice it at all, and he didn't care about himself at all.

The soft and cold eyes stared closely at the child in his arms, touched the painful eyes of the wind that were infected by blood with pity, lowered his head and kissed it, and shouted in a hoarse and distressed voice, "Curtain! ”

The magic pill was restricted, the spiritual cultivation prevailed, and the blood-red color in the pupils of the ghost wind diminished as the demonic qi subsided, and the majestic gaze of the vertical and horizontal domineering gradually faded, gradually returning to a color as bright as the stars in the night sky.

However, at this moment, a wave of oppressive strange pain came like a tide and quickly flooded her, drowning her in an instant.

The ghostly wind, trembling with pain, clenched his teeth and no longer cried out in pain, and salty and wet tears flowed into his chapped lips, reflecting the bitten blood stains on his lips.

"Mumu, what's wrong with you?" Nangong Yehua immediately discovered that something was wrong with Youfeng, but she didn't know why she was still like this.

The demonic qi was suppressed in the dantian, and the ghost wind should have returned to normal, but why did it suffer pain again?

The Divine Sense forced its way into the Wind and found that the bones and cells all over her body were growing at an alarming rate.

It's like in, long body!

Nangong Yehua was shocked continuously, and it was still difficult to digest these extremely strange things that happened to Youfeng at this moment.

Sure enough, in less than a quarter of an hour, Youfeng's body had changed to the appearance of thirteen or fourteen years old.

The peerless appearance of the city is a little immature, but it makes people feel infinite tenderness, infinite reluctance, infinite soft-heartedness, infinite ... Distressed!

Seeing such a ghostly wind, Nangong Yehua was shocked, a familiar and unfamiliar heartache feeling, directly hitting the ruins of the divine soul, causing monstrous waves, his, his treasure curtain...

Suspended in the huge square on the sea, after Zhou Yutong finally woke up from the shock, he found that a large number of people had fallen down, and almost everyone brought by the Xiuzhen Academy was seriously injured, and Master Han Eyelash and they were not spared.

Attacked by demonic energy, this injury, I'm afraid it's hard to heal!

"Give them the pill!" took out the large number of pills that Youfeng had given him before, and asked the three of them, who were still awake, to quickly split up.

Zhou Yutong went to take a look at the few dying bloody people who had caused the fury of the wind just now.

As soon as he saw the face of the reunion, Zhou Yutong's heart sank, and he couldn't help but feed them a lot of pills, and then absorbed the spiritual energy in the few spars taken from the wind space, and sent them all into the bodies of several people.