82_82410 Chapter 567 Death Abyss

In an instant, the huge fragment of the Ancient Realm was pushed to the edge of the big rift, and then fell down with a bang. In a very short moment, when the power of time poured into the hole, Ye Qingcheng jumped up suddenly, lay down at the mouth of the cave, and suddenly spread a pair of dragon wing wings behind his back, blocking the entrance of the cave with his body. At this moment, Liu Beishui and Yu Chiyan both closed their eyes, already waiting for death.

The huge shuttle-shaped Wind Dragon Hall hung in the center of an endless black space-time vortex. At this time, they were already outside the Dragon Slaying Palace, and the fragments of the ancient wall were in the black time and space, flipping and falling.

Throw a piece of candle into the iron juice, how many breaths can it last?Right now, the three brothers of Ye Qingcheng are just that candle, here, Ye Qingcheng can only hold on for a few breaths, once his body is completely corroded by time and space, the two brothers inside will be corroded to the point of no bones in the blink of an eye.

The 100,000-year-old Wind Dragon Hall is huge and unfriendly, but it is still small in front of the vortex of time and space. This fragment that fell off the wall of the ancient realm was even smaller in front of the Wind Dragon Palace, not to mention Ye Qingcheng and them. However, at the moment when the fragments fell, a trace of blood-colored smoke was ethereal in the black space-time, which was particularly conspicuous.

Inside the cave, Liu Beishui slowly opened his eyes, and through the transparent fragments, he could see the time and space outside, as well as the blood-colored smoke that swirled around the fragments. This is all the blood qi of Ye Qingcheng's body that has been corrupted, he looked at Ye Qingcheng's resolute expression, his heart was extremely uncomfortable, tears flowed silently, he choked up and said, "Big brother, thank you." ”

This thank you is full of too many things, tolerance, protection, freedom, faith, and Ye Qingcheng let him see the broadest side of life. No matter how short the time spent together was, how many regrets there were, Ye Qingcheng fulfilled his oath with his life: If you call me big brother, I will take care of you for the rest of your life.

"I won't let you die!" Ye Qingcheng said in a hoarse voice, and at the same time, a black stream flew out of his throat, and the power of time and space corroded through his throat.

With the fall of the fragments of the Ancient Realm, the cracks that appeared on the outer wall of the Wind Dragon Hall gradually approached the end and became smaller and smaller. Ye Qingcheng's body was like half-burned firewood. On the ground, he stretched out his hand, slammed it past Liu Beishui and Yu Chiyan, and then burst out with the most important and thrilling leap in his life.

Looking down, a small fragment, in the black space-time, fell on the edge of the Dragon Slaying Palace, just when it was about to sink forever into the bottomless abyss, a blood-colored figure, holding the other two figures, as small as an ant on a huge wave, silently flew in time and space, and then rushed back to the end of the crack at the moment of despair!

............

There was silence, pale purple, as if falling into a silent world.

Ancient Sand Realm.

A westward sunset, sinking in the western sky, dyed the majestic clouds brilliantly. On the sky, there are several beautiful dragon-scale birds. Several tragic figures fell from the sky. One of Liu Beishui's arms was instantly corroded into a miserable white bone arm by the power of time and space, and the wind spirit coffin behind him was also corroded, and Shen Zhu, whose body was miserable and twisted, was still tied behind him; Yu Chiyan covered his face with his hands, screaming in panic, his hands and forehead were corroded into white bones; the most tragic was Ye Qingcheng, from the front, his body seemed to be better than them, but behind him, there were only white bones left, and it could be clearly seen that the beating internal organs in his body were all corroded by the power of time and space。

At this time, Liu Beishui finally understood Ye Qingcheng's plan. The crack at the edge of the Fire Realm spread from the Fire Realm to the sky above the Sand Realm, and Ye Qingcheng chose to fall from time and space, and then fled here. In death, look for a glimmer of life. As for how much courage and perseverance it would take, he couldn't imagine. However, this is tantamount to dancing to death, choosing to give it a go without any guarantees. At the same time, he was also amazed by Ye Qingcheng's observation, before they were in the sand realm, Ye Qingcheng should have noticed that there was a slight crack above the heavenly dome, otherwise, he would not have really jumped into the abyss.

Suddenly, a wind spirit swirled out of the air, leisurely forming a wind spirit bird, which flapped its wings, gently caught Ye Qingcheng, Yu Chiyan and Liu Beishui, and flew towards an oasis in the gray-purple desert in the distance......

Ten days later.

In the early morning when birds chirped and dew splashed, Ye Qingcheng woke up.

On the edge of the clear crescent spring, on a couch paved with leaves, Ye Qingcheng was covered with a thick layer of ointment on his back, lying on the couch, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a dexterous little dragon bird, which was landing in front of him, pecking at a fish bone.

"Third?" he said weakly.

Not far away, on a bonfire, a pot full of spicy herbs was boiling. Wei Chiyan sat by the campfire, with a thick bandage on his head, revealing only a pair of eyes.

"Big brother!" Yu Chiyan hurriedly hugged the copper pot, ran over, and said, "How is your body?"

Ye Qingcheng smiled slightly and said, "What about Beishui, how is Master Shen's situation?"

Hearing this, Yu Chiyan's expression darkened, and he said, "Master Shen, you may not be able to save yourself." The second brother is still taking care of him. ”

"Help me up. Ye Qingcheng said.

Not far away, under an ancient feather leaf tree, there was a purple sand bed condensed by the wind spirit, on which walked a thin, old figure, who was covered with bandages. Next to Zishaling's bedside, Liu Beishui was wearing a simple gray coat and a bandage on his arm, and he was twisting a blood-stained medicine handkerchief in front of a plate of blood.

Ye Qingcheng was supported by Yu Chiyan and walked over.

"Big brother, you're awake. Liu Beishui turned around, his eyes were full of blood, and his face was pale and full of exhaustion.

"How long have I been unconscious?" Ye Qingcheng asked.

"Ten days. ”

"Why hasn't the bleeding stopped for so long?" Ye Qingcheng pointed to the blood stains seeping out of the purple sand bed in confusion. For Liu Beishui, stopping bleeding is the most basic, no matter how severe the condition of an injured person is, he can stop the bleeding, and even a broken corpse, he has a way to seal the broken blood. However, the current situation made him feel extremely helpless.

"Master Shen's blood is almost exhausted. Liu Beishui shook his head and said, "In the tricks of King Huoluo, the hidden strange power is always dispelled, and it is more difficult to understand than the most stubborn poison. ”

Obviously, Liu Beishui is helpless.

"What's the situation now?" Ye Qingcheng asked.

"The ribs were all shattered, the spine was broken, and the internal organs were damaged. Liu Beishui said: "I have re-stitched it up, but the spiritual power in his body and my elixir have never been able to make those scars heal." It's like broken pieces of porcelain, forcibly put together, and they can't be glued. Even his blood vessels couldn't heal. If you hadn't sealed his soul with a soul seal, he would have died ten days ago. ”

The situation was even stricter than Ye Qingcheng thought, like forcibly slamming a pair of souls into a cold jar. To cruelly say that Shen Zhu is now a dead man, his body cannot be cured, and his soul will have to leave his body sooner or later.

"What kind of power is hidden in the Eternal Injury Technique?!" Ye Qingcheng cursed angrily: "Bastard!"

If they couldn't find a way to break the attack or resist the Eternal Injury Technique, not only would they not be able to save Candle Shen, but it would be impossible to defeat the Fire Luo King.

"At the moment, what I can figure out is that only the power of natural healing can resist the permanent injury technique. Liu Beishui said: "In front of that move, all of us are as fragile as mortals, and spiritual power can't heal the injury. However, the natural recovery is too slow. ”

For ordinary human beings, it takes 100 days for the injured muscles and bones to heal. For Lingwu, it only takes a few days or even less to heal a broken bone. The healing power like Liu Beishui is stronger, and the broken fingers can grow in the blink of an eye. However, the Permanent Injury Technique can knock them back to their original shape, and each wound takes an extremely long time to heal slowly