488, Yang Lingzhu

"Senior Brother"

"Don't go over" The figure flickered, Jing Xingzhi stopped in front of Mo Tiange and shouted.

Mo Tiange didn't look at him.

Jing Xingzhi was helpless, grabbed her arm, and aura gushed out from the palm of his hand.

Yuan Ying Jian Xiu's fierce sword intent was suppressed, and Mo Tiange couldn't move, so he could only watch.

Qin Xi had been completely engulfed by the Vermilion Bird's Breath, and his whole body was entangled in red mist, but those Vermilion Bird's Breath still kept spreading out from Ling Yunhe's body and surging towards him.

"You go over, you can't solve anything" Jing Xingzhi said calmly, "This Vermilion Bird's Breath is so domineering, you are only in the Dan period, if Qin Shoujing can't stand it, you will just die one more if you go." ”

"......" What he said, Mo Tiange couldn't hear it, she just looked at Qin Xi, watching him being entangled by the breath of the Vermilion Bird, and her heart was empty all of a sudden.

She could only hope that before he could bear it anymore, the divine power on the Vermilion Bird Bow would be exhausted. As for who the Suzaku Bow is, she doesn't care, and it doesn't matter if she makes wedding clothes for others, as long as he keeps Xìng's life.

But the breath of the Vermilion Bird seemed to be endless, and it kept surging out, pouring into Lingyunhe's meridians, and then flowing out of Lingyunhe's body, entangled with Qin Xi.

The red mist on Qin Xi's body became thicker and thicker, and in the end, he seemed to be covered in blood, and he couldn't even see his figure clearly.

Looking at this scene, the iron-masked real man was both happy and worried.

He originally wanted to catch someone to share the pressure of the Vermilion Bird's Breath, but Qin Xi and Jing Xingzhi were Yuanying Cultivators, and he was not sure, so he had to make a move to Mo Tiange, who had the lowest cultivation. But I didn't expect that by mistake, the Vermilion Bird's Breath would find Qin Xi, he was already in the middle of the Yuan Infant, and he could withstand a lot more Vermilion Bird's divine power than Mo Tiange, maybe, it would be enough to have him.

However, this Vermilion Bird's Breath was so strong, seeing that Qin Xi's body was already entangled, and there was still no tendency to stop, the iron-faced real man couldn't help but worry again.

If adding Qin Xi is not enough, then what should I do? Originally, I planned to fight for a life and share the magic power of the Vermilion Bird, but I had already done it just now, and with that sword cultivation boy's ruthless heart, I was afraid that I would take advantage of the danger of others and die in his hands in vain.

Thinking like this, the iron-faced real man couldn't advance or retreat for a while, and he could only watch.

"Boom" The blood mist was extremely thick, and a loud bang suddenly exploded on Qin Xi's body, and these blood mist turned into flames and burst into flames.

Mo Tiange was shocked, what is the situation? The flame formed by this Vermilion Bird's Breath contains the divine power of the Vermilion Bird, and even Qin Xi's Extreme Yang True Fire is extremely afraid of it, just burning it directly on him, is there still life?

"Huh" Jing Xingzhi on the side snorted in surprise and muttered to himself, "It's so strange." ”

At this moment, Ling Yunhe's hand was holding the bow of the Vermilion Bird, and the breath of the Vermilion Bird entered the meridians through his palm, and then flowed through him to Yuan Mu Zhenren. But Yuan Mu Zhenren was only red all over, and his meridians and dantian were filled with the breath of the Vermilion Bird, but Qin Xi's situation was different from them.

One is that he had not come into contact with Lingyunhe before, so it can be said that Suzaku Breath took the initiative to find him; The second is that the Vermilion Bird's Breath on his body is a state of red mist that permeates his body, unlike the two of them, which directly enters the meridians; The third is that there were no flames on the other two, only Qin Xi, who finally turned into flames.

In such a moment, the flames had completely surrounded Qin Xi, and he couldn't see anything except a hazy shadow.

Just when the others thought that he was about to be burned by the flames, a white light suddenly appeared in the position of his dantian. At first, the white light was just a tiny dot, hidden in the flames, as if it were a human illusion. But gradually, the white light became brighter, and it became bigger and bigger, and in the end, it even competed with the flame of the Vermilion Bird.

"Boom" There was another dull sound, and the breath of the Vermilion Bird surged towards Qin Xi as if it was crazy, from the Vermilion Bird's Bow, from Lingyun Crane, and even Yuan Mu Zhenren

These Vermilion Bird breaths flowed onto Qin Xi's body, turned into flames, and surged towards the white light

"This is ......" Jing Xingzhi and the iron-masked real person were stunned, what is the situation?

After Mo Tiange was stunned for a moment, he suddenly thought of something and was overjoyed: "Yang Lingzhu"

She almost forgot that Qin Xi had a Yang Spirit Bead Jing and Daojun said that the Yang Spirit Bead was a strange thing in heaven and earth, born in the spiritual veins, and specialized in devouring the Yang Spiritual Qi in the spiritual veins.

According to this statement, the Yang Spirit Bead contains countless spiritual energy, and if it is completely released, even if it is a god-transforming monk, it will easily explode the spiritual energy. Because, the one who can produce the Yang Spirit Bead will definitely not be a small spiritual vein, and a god-transforming monk cannot have more spiritual energy than the spiritual vein.

Since a single Yang Spirit Bead can hold so much aura, can it also contain the divine power brought by the Vermilion Bird's Breath?

Thinking of this, Mo Tiange only felt that he was in a desperate situation, and hope was born in his heart.

"Yang Spirit Bead?" Jing Xingzhi frowned slightly, puzzled.

Although Qin Xi's adventure when he got the Yang Spirit Bead was with him, he didn't know what that inconspicuous bead would be. If he knew, he would definitely regret that his intestines were blue, because he didn't pay attention to the bead at all, and when he distributed the spoils, he threw it to Qin Xi casually. And it was because of this Yang Spirit Bead that Qin Xi's cultivation was faster than him, and he had more opportunities than him, and he also obtained the ultimate technique of pure yang technique from the Divine Transformation Cultivator, and even achieved a marriage with Mo Tiange.

Fortunately, he didn't know, and sometimes, ignorance is also a kind of happiness.

The white light was getting brighter and brighter, and the speed at which the Vermilion Bird's Breath was surging towards Qin Xi was getting faster and faster. The Iron Mask's expression became a little strange, and he instinctively felt that this was not right.

The Yang Spirit Bead was shining brightly, but the light of the Vermilion Bird Bow was getting dimmer and dimmer, and the Vermilion Bird Breath on Ling Yunhe and Yuan Mu Zhenren was getting less and less, and these Vermilion Bird Breaths were all surging towards Qin Xi alone

I don't know how long it lasted, maybe a quarter of an hour, maybe less, but the flames on the Suzaku Bow finally shook and dimmed until they disappeared. Without Suzaku's Breath, it looks like it's just a simple and delicate weapon.

The breath of the Vermilion Bird on Ling Yunhe and Yuan Mu Zhenren also disappeared, and without the support of the Vermilion Bird's divine power, the two of them suddenly fell to the ground.

The iron-masked real person was stunned for a moment, and rushed forward to check the situation of Ling Yunhe and Yuan Mu Zhenren.

As soon as he pressed the pulse of the two of them, the iron-masked real man froze, and after a while, he sat down on the ground.

The two of them, the meridians and dantian were forcibly rushed through by the breath of the Vermilion Bird, and although they were not to the point of breaking, they were almost damaged.

Ling Yunhe is better, the ice and fire technique he cultivated, the fire aura in it is in line with the breath of the Vermilion Bird, but the meridians are forcibly widened and slightly damaged, but Yuan Mu Zhenren is the meridians are broken, and there is almost no aura This Vermilion Bird Bow is an ancient psychic magic weapon, even if Yuan Mu Zhenren is already a great monk of the Yuan Dynasty, he can't afford such a powerful Vermilion Bird divine power.

And the reason why the iron-masked real man is so disgraced is the Suzaku bow on the offering table. If you lose the breath of the Vermilion Bird, you will lose the magic power of the Vermilion Bird, is that still a psychic magic weapon? What's more, Ling Yunhe had already fainted, but the Vermilion Bird's Bow was still placed on the offering table, which didn't look like it had already been subdued.

He couldn't help but think, could it be that the last wish of the ancestor and the efforts of the Jiuyan Sect for hundreds of generations over the past 100,000 years were simply the mirror huā water moon? Was their guess wrong, or was Ling Yunhe's cultivation insufficient?

The firelight on Qin Xi's body was also slowly dimming, and when the last flash of firelight disappeared, the Vermilion Bird Bow on the offering table shook and flew towards him, sinking into his body with the firelight.

That Yang Spirit Bead, because it absorbed the breath of the Vermilion Bird, its color was no longer pure white, but turned light red. After devouring all of the Vermilion Bird's Breath, the Yang Spirit Bead flickered, and slowly converged its light, and finally disappeared.

As for Qin Xi, he fell headlong.

"Senior brother" Mo Tiange shouted.

Jing Xingzhi saw that there was no danger, put away his sword intent, and let go of her.

She rushed forward, knelt down, and helped Qin Xi up.

Qin Xi closed his eyes, his teeth were tightly closed, and his face was as pale as death.

Mo Tiange's heart was beating hard, and he stretched out his hand to mō his veins, and found that there was still spiritual breath flowing, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that his empty heart had a little vitality.

Alive, at least he's alive......

Jing Xingzhi paced over, and also held Qin Xi's veins, but his brows became more and more wrinkled.

"What's wrong?" Mo Tiange asked a little nervously. With a gap in cultivation, she couldn't use the aura to probe the specific situation in Qin Xi's body, she only knew that there was still aura in the meridians.

After a while, Jing Xingzhi let go of Qin Xi's veins and said: "It's not good, the aura in his body is almost empty, the sea of knowledge is closed, and the dantian is damaged......" glanced at Mo Tiange, considered the wording, and said carefully, "Although he didn't die this time, but in this situation, I don't know if I can survive." ”

"......" Mo Tiange was stunned for a while. Zhihai is closed, and she has also encountered this situation before. Knowing the sea is where the idea is, and as soon as the sea is closed, people are equal to living dead, and there is no consciousness. What's even worse is that the aura in his body is almost empty, and the dantian is damaged again. If the monk is not conscious, he will not be able to cultivate, and if he cannot cultivate, he will not be able to absorb the aura to heal his injuries, if he does not heal, the injuries of the dantian will deteriorate step by step, and when the time comes, the body will slowly collapse and die unconsciously...... Even if he survives and wakes up one day, he will have to cultivate to a big fall.

Fortunately, Qin Xi is already a Yuanying monk, the ròu body has been reshaped when he is a baby, and he has practiced alchemy, as long as he protects his dantian, there should be no atrophy of the ròu body.

But Rao is like this, when he will open the sea of knowledge and wake up, but it is unknown, maybe a day or two, maybe a year or two, or even ten years and a hundred years......

This is the reason why Jing Xingzhi finds it difficult to exit.

Inside the main hall, three living people and three half-dead people fell silent.

After a long while, Jing Xingzhi suddenly raised his head vigilantly: "We can't delay time, let's go out quickly"

The demonic qi outside has almost dissipated, that is to say, if Yuan Mu Zhenren's guess is true, these primordial demonic qi has been absorbed. If the person who absorbed the Qi of the Yuan Demon needed time to fuse, it would still be a good thing, if he came to the main hall immediately......

The iron-faced real person seemed to be awakened, looked at Ling Yunhe and Yuan Mu Zhenren who were unconscious, and looked at them with heavy eyes.

Jing Xingzhi immediately noticed that his arm shook, and the flying sword hung in the air.

But the iron-faced real person didn't make a move, he was silent for a moment, he didn't say a word, pulled Ling Yunhe and Yuan Mu Zhenren up, one in one hand, and flew away without looking back.

Seeing this, Jing Xingzhi's tense nerves relaxed. There is a huge difference between his cultivation and that of the iron-masked real person, and if he does it, it is really not good. But if you ignore these two people and run away by yourself, you feel that you can't get over it in your heart......

He lowered his head and looked at Qin Xi, who was unconscious, and Mo Tiange, who was heavy-faced, and suddenly wanted to slap himself.

He has lived for nearly three hundred years, and he has always acted decisively and ruthlessly, never hesitating when it is time to be ruthless. In this situation, if he is ruthless enough, he should take the opportunity to rob them, even if he can't grab them, he should go far, so as not to trouble his upper body, but why can't he move now?