Meng Yi's forehead dripped beads of sweat the size of beans, if it was normal, two hours would be enough, but he could overdraft the supreme key exercises, and such a recovery would take at least three hours to fully recover.

Not in his peak state, Meng Yi thought that it would be difficult for him to escape from the hands of the previous king-level powerhouse.

Time is running out little by little, and the strength that you don't have has also recovered to five successful powers, but the three breaths that are constantly approaching have firmly locked themselves hundreds of zhang away.

Feng Yi even lay in Meng Yi's arms and became confused, yesterday's roar could be said to have hurt her fundamentally, even under the strong breath of life, Feng Yi's recovery speed was pitiful.

Sixty percent! Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from Meng Yi's head again, because the nearest person was only two hundred zhang away from him.

The three breaths formed horns with each other, firmly trapping Meng Yi in it, and there was only a theoretical possibility left to escape.

Run, run! Meng Yi shouted frantically in his heart, time is life, every minute and second delayed, the danger will naturally increase.

One hundred zhang! Meng Yi's expression was full of anxiety, but his strength still hadn't recovered to the seventh layer.

However, just when Meng Yi was desperate, when the strong aura was fifty zhang away from Meng Yi, Feng Yi suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Meng Yi with a sad expression and said, "Xiao Yi, I know who I am." ”

Meng Yi gently kissed Feng Yi on the forehead, "You will always be my wife, and I don't care about the rest." ”

"However, I have a feeling that when I wake up one day, I will lose my memory of you, I am so afraid, I don't want to wake up, but this feeling of awakening has always been haunting my mind." A hint of fear flashed across Feng Yi's face.

Thirty zhang!

"It's okay, you won't forget me, even if you really wake up one day, I will let you remember my existence forever." Meng Yi wanted to open his fingers, oozing out a drop of blood, and then dripped this drop of blood onto Feng Yi's white and tender arm, and suddenly Feng Yi's expression ached, and the blood of the power of earth fire penetrated deep into Feng Yi's skin, and after a while, a red half point was formed.

"You'll never forget me now." Meng Yi smiled and patted Feng Yi on the forehead.

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The beauty smiled at Meng Yiyan, and suddenly Wanhua was ashamed, and the hundred immortals were moved.

Twenty zhang! Meng Yi stopped, and his strength was just about seventy percent, however, just as he was preparing for the battle, Feng Yi in his arms suddenly put the jade palm behind Meng Yi.

"Xiao Yi, don't stop me, only in this way can we have all the chances of survival."

Meng Yi's face suddenly became stagnant, and the surging air flow almost rushed into Meng Yi's body from Feng Yi's jade palm, like a pouring torrent, unstoppable.

Meng Yi's expression became extremely painful, and Feng Yi's breath continued to pass through the palm of his hand to his body, that kind of collision was not at all something that ordinary people could imagine, and the entire meridian seemed to be burning, bearing huge stimulation.

Ten zhang away, that breath stopped, Meng Yi's momentum was like a god king, extremely strong, and even the old ghost ten zhang away had a trace of hesitation in his heart.

Could it be that the unicorn has woken up?

A hint of hesitation flashed on the old ghost's face, but then he shook his head and said, "Impossible, without that thing, it is impossible for the Qilin bloodline to awaken." ”

The other two breaths came instantly, but they were all like old men, stopping ten zhang away, and there was a trace of doubt on their faces, no one dared to take a step forward, although it was unlikely that the qilin would wake up, but there was no absolute impossibility in everything, just like a late-stage god envoy could destroy a ghost king.

Meng Yi's spiritual power was looking inside his own body, and under the guidance of the supreme key, Feng Yi's breath was quickly transformed into his own internal force.

At the same time, Meng Yi also had some doubts in his heart, it stands to reason that it is impossible to provide him with so much internal force transmission in Fengyi's state, but why is this aura so strong, and it is also extremely pure.

However, doubts are doubts, Meng Yi didn't dare to be sloppy at this time, the three strong aura was ten zhang away from his body, although they might have some taboos, and they didn't force their move, but once they found out Feng Yi's weakness, they would definitely attack immediately.

"Bang..."Just when Meng Yi was looking inward, a crisp voice suddenly came from his body, as if breaking through a barrier, and in an instant, Meng Yi understood

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All things.

Feng Yi was not transmitting internal force for him at all, but completely Qilin Essence, Qilin Essence is the key to the awakening of the Qilin Beast, but Feng Yi was afraid that after waking up, he would completely forget Meng Yi because of some memories in the inheritance, so he transferred his real name essence to Meng Yi to alleviate this awakening time.

In fact, even she didn't know that the breath transmitted to Meng Yi was the Qilin essence, and vaguely, Feng Yi could feel that it was this maturing breath that led her to awakening.

If she woke up, she would completely forget about Meng Yi, which Feng Yi couldn't bear, so at this time she chose to pass that breath to Meng Yi to resist external dangers.

The realm of the gods. Meng Yi didn't feel much in his heart, he could feel that Feng Yi was passing on his strength to him, and his heart suddenly gave birth to a bit of vicissitudes.

After a moment, Feng Yi's eyes finally closed, the jade hand attached to Meng Yi's body also slipped down, and the entire transmission process came to an abrupt end, and the powerful god-king aura around his body was also gone, leaving only the breath of a god.

Rumble!

Wulan, who was behind Meng Yi, finally made a move, when the breath of the god king was eliminated, all his scruples had disappeared, even if he had a little doubt about this immortal breath, but at this time he couldn't control it so much, the blood of the unicorn was too tempting, and he didn't have the ability to resist this kind of loose cultivation at all.

Hun Sen, like Ulan, doesn't think that a small immortal can do much harm to him.

However, the old ghost didn't make a move, and vaguely, he felt a little inappropriate, and he couldn't say where the specific inappropriateness was, it was just a premonition of danger.

When a scream suddenly came to his ears, the old ghost realized that the danger was really so close to him.

The realm of immortals, although it is only a primary, but Meng Yi can completely urge the essence of earth and fire, when Wulan's arm is grabbed by Meng Yi, all that is left for him is a dark red flame, and this flame has a different name, the essence of earth and fire, even if the god king is strong, he cannot be immune to the essence of earth and fire.

Hun Sen immediately stopped and retreated sharply.

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