As the jade-colored formations merged into the formation, the formation became more and more complex, swirling with profound spiritual power, bringing up a chilling air current.

After a few moments, the clear water gradually warmed up, and a gentle mist rose up.

As soon as Jian Song's hand moved, a snow-colored flower bloomed in the center of the lake, and the wide and soft petals slowly stretched out, exuding a faint halo.

Jian Song tilted his head slightly, and said to Qian Ling: "Xiao Ling, go to the heart of the flower." ”

"Yes."

Duan Ling nodded, tilted his head slightly and smiled at Duan Ya, and then stepped on his toes and landed steadily in the center of the flower.

As soon as Fang sat down cross-legged, the warmth enveloped himself, and a steady stream of warm currents converged in the heart of the flower, pouring into the body, moistening all the meridians.

"Xiaoling, the heart."

Jian Song's deep voice came, and he nodded, his hands sealed, and slowly closed his eyes.

The spiritual power was running, and a faint halo began to emanate from his body.

Jian Song raised his hand slightly, his slender fingers pointed directly at the formation in mid-air, and in a flash of spiritual power, the formation began to rotate rapidly, slowly descending, passing through the body of the end of the road, and falling to the surface of the lake.

"Xiaoling, it's on."

Jian Song explained in a deep voice, looked at Duan Ling and nodded, then took out a small jade bottle, leaned over slightly, and poured the clear liquid inside into the lake.

The blue liquid enters the lake water, diffusing a faint fragrance.

As soon as the tip of his nose moved, his pupils shrank suddenly, his body shook, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

The water of the lake began to boil, and the aura was gathered by the formation, and through the slightly swaying flower center, it entered the body of the end of the river.

The moment those spiritual qi entered Duan Ling's body, Duan Ling's eyebrows trembled violently, and his white teeth immediately bit his lower lip and let out an extremely slight muffled sound.

Severe pain came from the mouth of the heart, spreading to the whole body at an extremely fast speed, the meridians trembled uncontrollably, as if they were about to break, and a slight sound made between the bones, pressing the meridians.

Beads of sweat continued to drip down her forehead, sliding down her thin cheeks, wetting her snow-colored clothes.

Looking at such a painful end, he couldn't help but take a few steps forward, his brows furrowed tightly, his hands in his sleeves were clenched tightly, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of tension.

Jian Song groaned a little, breathed a sigh of relief, and his hand moved again, and the formation changed suddenly.

Suddenly, there seemed to be countless insects and ants in the body constantly gnawing, and the extreme pain was jumping all over the body, as if it was about to tear everything apart.

He bit his lower lip and held back not to make any sound.

With the movement of Jian Song's fingertips, a dazzling light suddenly shone from his body, and the meridians everywhere actually emitted a dark red light, which was clearly visible.

Through those meridians, you can faintly see a thick black mist, slowly flowing along the meridians.

The formation under him turned faster and faster, his thin eyebrows furrowed tightly, his pale lips trembled uncontrollably, and the dark red meridians on his sealed hands burst out, looking a little weird under the bloodless skin.

Large drops of sweat rolled down his cheeks, his blood-colored clothes were already soaked, and his breathing was a little disturbed, and he tried his best to endure the pain.

The black mist above the meridians suddenly accelerated the speed of flow, colliding with the entire meridians, bringing extreme pain.

Jian Song looked at Duan Ling's expression tightly, and controlled the transformation of the formation in his hand.

At this time, the formation under Ling Ling suddenly descended, holding the snow-colored flowers, and slowly sank to the bottom of the lake.

The barrier was stretched, and the small body was surrounded by the lake, and the tingling sensation was reduced a little.

However, before she could breathe a sigh of relief, the tingling sensation intensified, frantically tearing her flesh and skin, as if even the blood was surging, her heart was like a boulder, and her breathing became difficult and a lot heavier.

Wan Ling was tormented by this sudden pain and exclaimed, the thin lips had been bitten by the flesh and blood, and the red blood snaked down, on top of Wan Ling's pale face, it was extremely obvious, with a bit of shocking taste.

Jian Song's lips narrowed, and her hands slowly tightened.

The formation changed again, and the lake began to revolve around the end, surging with pure spiritual power.

A moment later, the spiritual power gathered, and the formation under the suicide body entered her body along those dark red meridians.

Then, the mist that lingered around the meridians began to move in one direction at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the meridians slowly regained their jade-colored light.

The feeling of rupture swept through his body, and he snorted as much as he could, his body trembled uncontrollably, and a stubborn mist jumped on his sealed hands.

As the fog slowly gathered, the black became more and more intense, with a bit of heaviness.

Her thick eyelashes were covered with beads of sweat, trembling incessantly, she struggled to lift her eyelids, and opened her eyes with difficulty, but her vision was blurry, leaving only the rippling water.

After a long time, all those black mist gathered on the left shoulder, rich and deep, surging violently, with a strange aura.

When he saw the thick black gas, the clenching in his sleeves tightened a little, and his nails were embedded in the palms of his hands, smudging red blood.

Jian Song's eyes moved, and a monstrous anger was brewing in the depths, with an undisguised murderous aura.

After settling down, Jian Song took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, his eyes fell silent again, and threw out a jade bottle, the spiritual power flew out, shattering it, and all the pills in it fell into the lake.

The originally clear water of the lake suddenly turned purple, and the formation couldn't stop trembling.

Dao Dao purple formations were generated, flickering with faint streamers, surrounding the end of the stream, merging into her body.

As the front line merged, above the mist on the left shoulder, Dao Dao restraints appeared, tightly surrounding it, and tightening it tighter and tighter.

The fog struggled incessantly, flickering with a dark light and making an uneasy sound.

As much as he endured the pain, the movements of his hands changed, the breath around his body was awe-inspiring, and his spiritual power was running rapidly, suppressing the mist and slowly calming down.

Jian Song's movements in his hands sped up, and countless formations merged into Qian Ling's body, forming complex formations, tightly blocking the mist.

The color of the lake slowly fades and glows with ripples.

At the moment when the last trace of purple faded and merged into the body, the lake suddenly calmed down, and the figure of the end was clearly reflected.

Then, with a cry of pain, the lake suddenly dispersed and froze instantly.

The extreme chill hit, and at an extremely fast speed, it spread to the whole body, penetrating into the blood and bones, and even the depths of the soul.

The binding formation continued to rotate on the left shoulder, the mist constantly jumped and struggled, and the formation flashed with purple light, with a heavy coercion.

The petals under his body dissipated suddenly, and his small body slammed heavily on the ice, and with a dull sound, blood flowers bloomed on the ice. , you are lonely, the young lady warms you with a movie