Chapter One Hundred and Eight: Unconscious Xuanyuan

"Break the sky, go!"

Situ Hui's earth-shattering blow was finally brewed, and with the fluctuation of the spiritual power of the light attribute, the Lion Breaking Hammer actually conjured up a light and shadow like a substance, with a breath of destruction and destruction, and went straight to the big boss. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The blood wolf claw released by the big boss hedged against Situ Hui's moves, and in just an instant, the blood claw light wave was directly shattered. Although there is a reason for the suppression of attributes, it is enough to see the strength of the skills brought by this lion breaking hammer.

Breaking through the blood claw, the heavy hammer phantom continued to rush towards the big boss, and at a distance of three feet from the big boss, the light and shadow disappeared along with the breath. Before the big boss could react, the light and shadow appeared less than a foot in front of him again!

"It's ...... Spatial attributes?! At the last moment, the big boss also reacted, but it was too late, the heavy hammer phantom bombarded his transformed chest, and he had no time to defend anymore, so he could only rely on his body to forcibly bear the damage this time. However, the big boss felt that since he had been inefficient with some of his energy by the Blood Wolf Claw, this blow should not be too terrifying.

"Poof!"

The big boss still underestimated the power of this blow, and the hammer shadow bombarded, and the big boss spat blood directly from his mouth, and even his chest seemed to be smashed into a deep pit, seeing that he had no strength to fight again.

After the big boss transformed, he was a terrifying appearance, but now that he was injured, his appearance was even more terrifying, his eyes were scarlet, his chin and neck were red from vomiting blood, his chest was sunken, his hair was scattered, his knees knelt on the ground, and two long blood stains were dragged out on the ground, and his breath was also extremely messy, without the slightest majesty before.

On the other side, Situ Hui, who won, was also breathless, and the last blow just now was the strongest blow of this fifth-level spiritual weapon, which could directly defeat the big master whose spiritual power was higher than his own, and the consumption and burden on him could be imagined. At this time, Situ Hui gasped, the lion king had disappeared, and the lion hammer was also upside down, but compared to the big boss, his state was already several times better.

"Big brother!" Seeing that the big boss had been defeated, the second boss and the third boss were also shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, and he also had a retreat in his heart.

"What, are you guys still going on?!" Although Situ Hui's breath was unstable, the domineering spirit in his tone made the people of the Blood Wolf Gang dare not step forward. The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, not to mention that Situ Hui has not lost his combat effectiveness.

"Our Blood Wolf Gang admits it this time, but I advise you to let that woman go quickly. The forces behind her are not something you can afford to provoke......" The third boss finally left a cruel word, and left the scene with the half-dead boss with the second master.

"Well, I want to release people, but Xuanyuan is not awake, Lan Haoren is not here, and I can't help it......" Situ Hui scratched his head, a little embarrassed, he didn't have the ability to control this magic clock.

"Uncle Situ, save Dad!" Seeing the end of the battle, Zi Ling's eyes also flashed, his face was anxious, and tears were about to fall.

"I'll take a look first." Situ Hui was also very helpless, although he had the strength of the treasure desperate situation, but he was powerless to damage this spiritual attribute. But in order to comfort Zi Ling, he had no choice but to come down first.

At this time, Xuanyuan, in the eyes of outsiders, was like falling asleep, and he couldn't see any pain and discomfort, and after Situ Hui connected his spiritual power with Xuanyuan, he could feel that Xuanyuan had not suffered any spiritual damage at all. This unconscious coma with no visible injuries is even more worrying.

"Let's go back to the pawnshop first!" Situ Hui couldn't think of any way, so he had to take Zi Ling and Xuanyuan to the pawnshop. Yan Laogou stayed, presumably the Blood Wolf Gang would not come to trouble in a short time, he had to clean up the home that had been made a mess by the Blood Wolf Gang first. As for the magic bell that sealed Luo Lele, it was quite spiritual, Situ Hui carried Xuanyuan, and it followed Situ Hui forward.

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"Elder Kun, do you have a way?" Back at the pawnshop, Lan Haoren and Zimeng still didn't come back, and Situ Hui had no choice but to ask for help from Elder Kun.

"I don't have the mental capacity right now, so I can't really help. Listening to what you said, the woman who was sealed by the dawn was very likely to be a cultivator from the Miaoyin Sect, but the final blow that made Xuanyuan unconscious was not a voice ability. If Xuanyuan finally perceived it well, her attribute was a spiritual attribute, I am afraid that except for Xuanyuan himself to wake up, only a spiritual attribute cultivator could save him. "Elder Kun is also a little helpless.

"Spiritual attributes...... Where can I find a spiritual attribute cultivator......" Situ Hui felt very embarrassed. When Xuanyuan was there, as long as he obeyed Xuanyuan's arrangement, it seemed that nothing was difficult to accomplish. Cultivation, awakening, advancement, forging, everything is arranged by Xuanyuan, and he is the beneficiary. But now, Xuanyuan fell into a coma, but he couldn't do anything, and he also felt very irritable.

Zi Ling on the other side was even more tearful, she had only seen her father for so many days, but her father fell into a coma, how could she calm down?

"What, Xuanyuan Xiaoyou, is there any problem?"

Just when everyone was at a loss, an old voice that did not belong to Kun Lao came from the pawnshop.

"Which senior is speaking?" Situ Hui hadn't heard this voice, but from his tone, Situ Hui could feel kindness.

"I am the soul that Xuanyuan Xiaoyou rescued from the tomb before. What's wrong, it looks like Xuanyuan Xiaoyou is injured? "The speaker is naturally Yue Cong, who has been cultivating his soul before.

Situ Hui hurriedly moved the soul-fixing lamp possessed by Yue Cong to the backyard and explained Xuanyuan's situation to him.

Yue Cong's existence, Situ Hui only heard Xuanyuan mention it, after all, the only people who have really seen Yue Cong are Xuanyuan and Yan Laogou, and even Lan Haoren, who once went to the tomb with Xuanyuan, has never really seen Yue Cong's face.

"Mental injury? Hehe, that's a coincidence, what the old man was best at during his lifetime was soul and spiritual ability. "Yue Cong relies on the soul fixing lamp, although he can't retain his spiritual power, but this kind of spiritual thing, he has the most right to speak.

A spiritual artifact master has dealt with souls all his life, even if he is an ordinary onmyoji, he is not as much as the soul he has come into contact with, and his familiarity with spiritual abilities is naturally incomparable to anyone.

"His spiritual sea, that is, the core part of his soul, has fallen into a state of paralysis, although he is not worried about his life, but it will also damage him for a long time." After Yue Cong finished inspecting it, he explained to everyone.

"Is there a way to save him?" Situ Hui was also very anxious.

"He is also kind to me, not to mention half of my heir, I will naturally try my best to save him. I wonder if there can be light attribute or spirit attribute cultivators around here? Yue Cong said.