During her meditation, there had already been casualties between the sect and the family, with little imperceptible blood sprinkling in the grass on both sides of the river valley, and even injured disciples cleaning their wounds by the river, and the blood that flowed out stained the river red.

Looking at those sect disciples who were resting or meditating beside her, Yaoguang's eyes sank, and her eyes suddenly burst out with light, she observed everyone with her yin and yang eyes, only to find that these injured people all had a strange aura that was continuously sucked away by the black moon!

The silver-white color was mixed with a hint of red, and as the number of injured people increased, the blood-colored aura in the air became even more crazy.

Yaoguang was startled for a moment, and then turned back to look at the Motai dragon scales, and saw that the same was true on him!

Seeing her looking at herself gloomily, Motai Dragon Scale couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?" ”

Yaoguang didn't speak, but turned to Dongfang Yi and Jialan Gongzi's side, and saw that they were calm, as if they had expected it.

No wonder, Dongfang Yi and Jia Lan don't take the Motai dragon scales in their eyes at all, even if there is Qingfeng, the Motai dragon scales have long been injured, as long as there are wounds, then the black moon can absorb that bloody aura from him. I don't know what it is, but Yaoguang can clearly see that the spiritual breath on those sect disciples is weakening!

Generally speaking, unless they are fatally injured, or the spiritual root is damaged, the spiritual breath will become weaker, under normal circumstances, even if the spiritual power is exhausted, the cultivation will still remain the same, and the spiritual breath will not change, but these sect disciples, some of them are only slightly injured, how can the spiritual breath be weakened!

Could it be that this black moon can absorb people's cultivation?

No, it's not right, if you can suck away the cultivation of the immortal cultivators, no one will notice, and the Motai dragon scales will not react......

Yaoguang was suddenly stunned for a moment, and looked down at her leg, which was just a wound cut by Gangfeng on her calf when she confronted Qingfeng before......

Hurriedly checked herself with her divine sense, and sure enough, she was also shrouded in a faint layer of blood-colored aura, and those auras floated out of her body, all of which were absorbed by the black moon!

Seeing that the black moon was gradually getting bigger, Yaoguang frowned, and her heart was anxious, there was no change in her body, what kind of ...... did the black moon suck away!

"Little girl, what's wrong with your face?" The Venerable Wuxiang suddenly looked at her.

Yaoguang was stunned for a moment, "My face? What's wrong? As he spoke, he reached out and touched it.

Venerable Wuxiang walked over, grabbed her wrist to take her pulse, and said at the same time: "I have already taken the antidote pill, why does the poison recur?" ”

Yaoguang's eyebrows jumped, and sure enough, he saw a faint blue-gray glow at the corners of his eyes and lips......

"Wasn't it all right before? How can it relapse? Motai Dragon Scale also walked over, but he didn't know if he had fed Yaoguang too much blood.

"Did you feel anything?" Yaoguang turned his head to ask him, and said directly: "Your spiritual breath is weakening. ”

"What?!" Motai Dragon Scale was taken aback, and hurriedly urged the spiritual power, "The strength of the aura wall has not changed......

Before he finished speaking, his voice suddenly stopped, and he looked at the aura in his palm in shock, and said in astonishment: "My essence and blood have become less!" ”

"Essence blood?" Not only Yaoguang, but even the Venerable Wuxiang sensed that something was wrong, and he hurriedly checked his aura and essence blood, and then said, "I'm fine." ”

Yaoguang nodded, "A person who has something to do is someone who has a wound on his body. ”