Chapter 258: Thousand-Year Dementor Bell
"Can't you expect her to save people? What kind of ecstasy did this woman do to you? Even the lives of his loyal subordinates are disregarded, what is wrong with you, Brother Emperor??! ”
Xue Tianyan's eyes widened, the mist was misty, and the world's white face was sad and shocked.
Hearing this, Ye Qiantong smiled, laughing very sarcastically, she didn't expect her to be able to say this, this is a naked moral kidnapping.
"What are you laughing at? If you didn't understand anything, Black Moon's shattered internal organs wouldn't be as erosive as they are now, he only had one breath left, and if you dragged it on, you would be a murderer! Xue let out a low roar of indignation.
Ye Qiantong glanced at Heiyue's face, his face sank, and he said coldly: "I am only thirty percent sure now, if you continue to stalemate, Heiyue will definitely die." ”
"Humph! You're 30% sure, and I'm 100% sure you can save him! The corners of Xue Tianyan's mouth sneered coldly, and she no longer gave her a chance to speak, but instead said firmly to Emperor Ming:
"Brother Emperor Shao, you don't know my strength, the peak alchemist of the spirit level, he is just one foot away from stepping into the ranks of the heavenly alchemists, I have the strength to save the black moon, you can rest assured, I will definitely save his life!"
Before the words fell, Xue Yanyan's hands quickly sealed, and the healing power unique to being a spirit-level peak alchemist was continuously input into the meridians of the black moon.
Soon, she quickly pulled out a palm-sized black quaint bell.
The thousand-year-old soul bell, yin and yang, can kill and save people.
Xue Tianyan's lowered eyes flashed with a hint of vicious and hideous anger, Ye Qiantong, you show me, this holy woman let you see what is the crushing of the strength class.
Soon, she removed her distracting thoughts, held her breath, and turned on the yang bell of the thousand-year-old soul bell.
In the process of Xue pouring his face to save people, the surroundings were quiet as if no one was around.
Time passed little by little, and seeing that the blood on Heiyue's body was stopped, her miserable white and gray face gradually brightened under Xue Yanyan's treatment.
Ye Qiantong's eyes became heavier and heavier, and she suddenly looked at Emperor Mingjie with some compassion, and she sighed: "Whether he can survive depends on his luck." ”
In fact, under normal circumstances, as long as Emperor Mingjue waved his hand slightly, it would be impossible for Xue Qianyan to be treated just now.
But why don't you let Emperor Ming stop Xue from tilting her face?
Herein lies the problem.
After Heiyue's broken heart vein was repaired and connected by her, the entire treatment process was forcibly interrupted by Xue Tianyan, not only her qi and veins were disordered, and the spiritual fire attacked her heart, but Heiyue's newly repaired heart vein was damaged twice.
Fortunately, she had fed him the Desolate Ancient Spirit Spring Water and the best spirit-level Superb Gathering Spirit Pill before.
For ordinary martial artists, this spirit pill can gather the aura of heaven and earth to restore the spiritual element.
But for a person like Black Moon who is seriously injured in the heart meridians and body, it is precisely the only remaining aura in the body that can be gathered at the most deadly heart vein, retaining the last trace of blood qi, which is equivalent to hanging the most important breath like a life-saving pill.
If it weren't for the previous operation, if Xue Tianyan suddenly intervened, Black Moon would have died a long time ago.
In the process of treatment, most of the lives of the injured and the healer are connected, and now if the snow is blown away again, let alone her, even if the Lord of Yama releases the soul back, Black Moon will not have a chance to be reborn and resurrected.
Therefore, Ye Qiantong stopped Emperor Mingjue's attack.
Now I can only pray that Xue Tianyan does not make the situation worse.
"Sister Yan'er is a spirit-level peak alchemist, and the alchemy master inherits the Medicine God Tower, and you don't dare to say anything about it, it's really something that can't be put on the table."
After wiping the sweat beads on his face for Xue Qianyan, Situ Jing probed the situation in Heiyue's body, and found that his injuries were gradually improving, and suddenly sneered at the night thousand pupils.