The immortal power contained in the immortal bone rushed out of the tail and poured into the sea of spiritual roots, suppressing the terrifying energy set off by the inner pill of the strength of the Chu Annihilation Soul Realm at the most critical time, temporarily resolving the disaster. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang Ling's soul body took a few steps back, nervously looking at the immortal power to compete with Chu Xuansheng's inner pill energy, clenching his fists from time to time, worried about exploding.

He was really frightened, if it weren't for the timely release of the immortal power from the tail immortal bone, his body would have been destroyed by the terrifying destructive power caused by the explosion of the inner pill.

"The immortal bones regurgitated and suppressed Neidan. Jiang Ling broke out in a cold sweat and muttered to himself.

One gold and one black, the two energies continue to compete in the Linggen Sea, comparable to each other, and do not give in to each other.

Maybe Jiang Ling's own strength was not high enough, so the tail immortal bone was not fully activated, and the immortal power released was not the highest level, so he could only block the terrifying energy released after the explosion of the inner pill.

Even so, Jiang Ling felt fortunate in his misfortune, and was glad that he was given an immortal bone by the black and white chess pieces of the eternal chess game that day.

Jiang Ling was not idle, and hurriedly controlled the body of the sun, mobilizing the spiritual energy in the spiritual root sea to assist the golden immortal power to resist the terrifying black energy.

As the addition of additional aura upset the balance, the immortal power gradually gained the upper hand, and continued to suppress the black qi energy condensation, gathering into a clump.

The aura veins were blasted open by the tail immortal power, and the aura in the Linggen Sea cooperated with the immortal power to forcibly crush the black qi energy into a ball, forcing out the Linggen Sea and forcing into the aura veins.

Forcing Chu Ansheng's soul to dissipate, Jiang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, completely resolved the crisis, and successfully regained control of his body and eliminated Chu Ansheng.

"The old monster is finally dead. ”

Jiang Ling looked at Chu Ansheng's last trace of soul annihilation that remained in the Linggen Sea, breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed with emotion.

Chu Annihilation's soul body was destroyed, Jiang Ling escaped from death, and the counterattack was successful, and the Linggen Sea experienced a huge storm, causing the spirit to suddenly erupt.

This time, the spirit was not like the usual gathering of spiritual energy to a certain extent, but because the spiritual root sea was forcibly widened, consumed too much, and smashed the boundary passively.

"The Linggen Sea has been hit by turmoil, and the undeveloped boundary has been widened, whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is still uncertain, and we welcome the agility. ”

Jiang Ling gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, and he insisted on taking over the spiritual energy storm set off in the Spirit Root Sea, preparing to break through the fifth level of the Earth Spirit Mirror.

Due to the collapse of the underground palace and the boulder that fell down pressed the back bone, the spiritual energy veins were not smooth, and the spiritual energy in the spiritual root sea could not be transported to the whole body in time, so it could only be gathered at the broken spiritual bones of the left and right arms first, and the two broken left and right arm spirit bones could be slowly repaired.

After about a long time, the two broken spirit bones on the left and right were repaired again. Jiang Ling also regained control of his upper body, and his fingers could move freely.

The aura gushed out of the sea of spiritual roots, poured into the veins of the spiritual energy, quickly repaired the two serious wounds on the chest, and eliminated all the wounds on the upper body.

The upper body was healed by the aura, and Jiang Ling could clench his fists with strength, and he could twist his neck and turn his eyes.

It's just that the underground palace collapsed, it was pitch black, and nothing could be seen, only night, and no light.

After repairing the two spirit bones on the left and right arms, the degree of turbulence in the Spirit Root Sea has decreased, but the agility has not stopped, and it continues to roar.

The aura gushed out of the sea of spiritual roots, entered the veins of the spiritual energy, and hit the backbone, but the backbone was pressed by the boulder, almost broken, and the lower body was unconscious.

The immortal power with the energy of Chu Xuansheng Nei Dan was transformed several times and also gathered to the back bone, just in time to merge with the spiritual energy that escaped from the Spirit Root Sea, and stopped at the place of the back bone.

"Click!"

There was a sound of bones breaking, and the back bone could not withstand the gravity of the boulder for a long time, and broke into two pieces and shattered. The aura in the Linggen Sea poured in quickly, exhausting the broken back bones and regrouping them into a clump.

Jiang Ling endured the severe pain, sweat kept flowing, and thought in surprise: "Could it be that the sixth spirit bone will be the backbone bone?"

Sure enough, the aura gathered in the back bone and did not flow, and slowly formed the shape of a long bone, replacing the original ordinary bone and replacing the bone.

Since the backbone bone was the longest of the eight spirit bones, it took the longest time and waited the longest.

The dark dungeon did not have a trace of light.

Quietly sticking to the ground, pressed by the boulder, Jiang Ling didn't know how long it had been outside, but he was sure that there had been a lot of people outside.

The waiting time is the longest and the most meditative.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came to Jiang Ling's ears from outside the broken stone gate, and after Jiang Ling regained his body, he regained the ability to detect the spirit bones of his head.

"Someone came, not just one person, it was a team. Jiang Ling's first reaction when he heard the footsteps was to feel that someone was approaching the broken stone gate of the underground palace.

The footsteps grew closer and closer, and did not disappear until they were close to the ruins of the stone gate.

Outside the ruins of the stone gate, a noble lady stood.

This noble lady is not very old, with a beautiful face, wearing a purple gold Zhai phoenix bead crown on her head, and a crimson gold and silver silk Luan Bird Chaofeng embroidered gold-rimmed dress, with a calm and graceful bearing.

She squatted beside the ruins of the stone gate and burned a pile of paper money, her eyes were moist, she shed two lines of tears, and sobbed: "Jiang Ling, I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to take what I said casually seriously, it's all my fault, if it weren't for my love of vanity and shouting to live the life of a rich man, you wouldn't risk your life to rush to the capital, and you wouldn't have died in the underground palace." ”

There are more than a dozen maids kneeling behind the lady, respectfully serving the lady, and there is a gold-inlaid sedan chair parked not far away, equipped with a special sedan chair man and guard, the aura is particularly large, which is enough to set off the status of the lady is different from ordinary people.

A personal maid was worried that the noble lady's body would not be able to stand the dampness of the dungeon, so she stepped forward and persuaded: "Queen, the dungeon is wet and cold, and it is not suitable to stay for a long time, so it is better to leave such trivial things as burning paper money to the next person to do!"

The noblewoman who was called the queen by the maid pushed the maid away and said sadly: "What is buried in the underground palace is the old man who I and the king of Chu share, and the matter of burning paper money cannot be done by others." ”

The queen stopped crying and blamed herself: "Jiang Ling, you and I met in the wilderness, we are both orphans, I have always treated you as my own brother, you are my dearest relative." Burn more paper money for you, so that you will no longer live a lonely life in the underworld and become a rich man. ”

The maid couldn't bear to look at the queen sadly, and persuaded again: "Queen, you come to pay tribute once a month, and the burned candles can bond the stone cracks, and the ashes of paper money are piled up half a foot high." Your deceased who is buried in the ruins of the stone heap will be touched by your sincerity if he knows it under the spring. ”

The queen sighed, "I hope so." ”

After burning the last stack of paper money, the queen stood up dignified and sighed in a low voice: "Jiang Ling, I'll come to see you next month, I'll leave first." ”

"Queen, drive back to the palace. ”

The palatial palanquin is as steady as Mount Tai away from the damp and gloomy underground palace, walking towards the gilded imperial city, and the footsteps are gradually moving away.

Jiang Ling's eyes were moist, he couldn't help but call, and waited until the footsteps couldn't be heard, and then he shouted out of control: "Lingtong, you're still alive, it's great." ”

He heard every word that Lingtong said in front of the ruins of the underground palace, and learned that Lingtong did not die and became a high-ranking empress of the Chu State.

His heart was calm, he didn't know whether to be happy or sad, he always felt that something had been lost.

Lingtong was the first girl Jiang Ling met from the mountain from Ranshi Village to really make friends, at that time, he didn't know what a heartbeat was, he didn't know the feeling of the beginning of love, he only knew that the days he spent with Lingtong were his most leisurely time.

The happiness at that time was very simple, don't think about it, don't guess, don't ask about your life experience, don't ask about the future, be with you, watch the sunset fall gently, wake up, and see the morning sun again, it's enough.

After several heart-to-heart talks, Jiang Ling was moved by Lingtong's life experience, sympathized with Lingtong's inhuman miserable life in the slums of the capital, and also understood Lingtong's dream of being a rich man.

If you are afraid of poverty, you will know that poor words can kill you, if you can't eat enough, you will know how delicious half of the steamed bun that others can't finish eating and throw away, and if you can't sleep warmly, you can realize how precious a rag picked up from the garbage heap is.

The miserable life of eating without a meal, the poor life of huddled in the stable to protect from the cold, and the experience of being almost sold to a brothel and being ravaged by others, prompted Lingtong to make up her mind to become a rich man and live a good life without worrying about food and clothing.

"Your eyes are very beautiful, why don't you call them Lingtong in the future!"

Jiang Ling remembered the origin of the name of the spirit pupil, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Lingtong became the queen, and the state of Chu set up a new monarch, it seems that things outside have long been wrong. ”

Lying on the ground continuously, he waited for the formation of the spirit bone of the back backbone, and waited for a few days before the spirit of the spirit root in the sea disappeared, and the spirit bone of the back of the back was formed.

He tried to clench his fists, mustered up all his strength, and the green tendons were exposed, and he used all his strength to push the boulder behind him, and he moved his body violently, and he forced the boulder away from his body.

Jiang Ling smashed some small stones with a few punches, opened up the space, and let the light from the outside in, and then slowly moved his body to crawl out, towards the corpse of the little fox.

He thought that even if he survived, he would leave the dungeon and take the body of the little fox out and take it to the Hundred Beast Demon Domain to fulfill his promise to the Nine-Tailed Fox King.

When Jiang Ling crawled to the side of the little fox, he was surprised to find that the little fox's body was intact, without a single scar, and his face was more beautiful, and he had grown into a slim little girl.

"It's beautiful!"

Jiang Ling touched his beard and couldn't help but exclaim.

He stretched out his hand and approached the little fox's nose, and was surprised to find that the little fox was still breathing, and it was not dead, but the breathing was very weak, almost like dead, which was difficult to detect.

"The raccoon didn't die, the raccoon didn't die. ”

Jiang Ling was ecstatic, holding the body of the little fox, and cried out with joy.

The little fox closed his eyes and remained motionless, unable to hear the call of the outside world at all, and showed no sign of waking up, like a sleeping beauty.

"Spiritual blood? Yes, the little fox likes to drink my blood the most. ”

Jiang Ling bit his fingers, squeezed out the spiritual blood, fed it to the little fox's mouth, and dripped blood vigorously to make it drink enough. It's also strange to say that after the little fox absorbed the spiritual blood, his slightly pale face gradually returned to ruddy.

After a quarter of an hour or so, the little fox's fingers trembled slightly, opened his eyes, hugged Jiang Ling, sucked the spiritual blood hard, and said with a frightened face: "Brother, I came back from the ghost gate." ”