"Shen Yu, help me get it." Wen Yi grinned in pain when she moved, she wiped the cold sweat on her forehead and saw that Shen Yu was motionless, took a deep breath, and mentioned it again in a soft voice.

Shen Yu raised his hand slightly.

"Click-"

A sound similar to the dislocation of bones echoed through the cave, circle after circle like ripples on the surface of a lake.

A huge dragon skeleton appeared in midair.

Wen Yi's eyes lit up with a dragon bone more than ten zhang long when he raised his head, this should be the skeleton of the giant dragon's spirit body, white as jade, exuding a compelling aura.

The keel is a very precious raw material for medicinal materials and runes, grinding it into powder can be used in medicine to improve the medicinal properties thousands of times, if it is mixed in the cinnabar of the spell, the effect of the formation will be doubled, and the increase depends on the ability of the caster.

"Half of you." Wen Yi was not stingy, "After all, I found it, I want the head, the middle to the tail for you." ”

Shen Yu didn't even look at it, threw the complete keel in front of Wen Yi, and said arrogantly: "Useless things, the deity disdains." ”

He vaguely remembered that this dragon had been his spiritual pet, and it seemed that he had been protecting the formation on the altar, Shen Yu didn't feel any kindness on it, the murderous aura and malice were surging, and it was also a rebellious beast, even if Ling Yujun didn't kill it, Shen Yu would not let it go.

"It used to be useless to me." The living are much more important than the dead.

In the previous life, Wen Yi once domesticated a fire dragon as his pet, and also ate the sashimi made of a thousand-year-old dragon, smoked dragon tendons, and obtained the reverse scales in the abdomen, and disdained it.

Now she desperately wants to get these things to repair her wounds, practice diligently, leave this cage as soon as possible and settle accounts with Qing Yao.

The keel was extremely hard, and the ordinary fairy sword slashed on it like a knife made of soft clay to cut stones, with no effect.

Wen Yi looked at Shen Yu several times, his eyes were closed lightly, he obviously had a feeling, but he turned a blind eye.

"I'll use the shards." Wen Yi beckoned, "I know you can hear me, the sooner my wound heals, the sooner we can leave." ”

She is not the original owner who knows nothing, and the spirit must have something to rely on before leaving.

Shen Yu is a spirit body that has been unsealed by himself, and he can only leave by relying on himself.

Still no response.

"Shen Yu? His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? Wen Yi's voice was soft, "Your Highness, lend me your body for me." "He clings to the shard, and there's nothing wrong with saying that the shard is his body.

Hearing Wen Yi say this, Shen Yu's mind came up with the picture of her enchanting herself and forcibly kissing, Gu Jing Wubo's deep eyes burst out with strong waves, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at Wen Yi, his murderous gaze was terrifying, "Shut up!" ”

"Fragments, hurry."

Saying those words, not only Shen Yu felt disgusting, Wen Yi also felt disgusting, she found that Shen Yu ate soft and not hard, but she couldn't soften.

Shen Yu wanted to strangle the shameless sentient Taoist cultivator alive countless times, and cut down the spiritual plants on the mountain wall with a murderous aura, and finally gave the fragments to Wen Yi in order to clean his ears.

After getting the fragments, the keel of the thermometer was easily cut into a small piece, and after grinding, it was mixed with the spirit plant to stop bleeding and relieving pain repair and applied it to the wound on the chest, the pain was significantly reduced, and the cool feeling escaped from the burning pain, which was finally much more comfortable.

You can get it in front.

But the wound on his back was out of reach, and Wen Yi looked at Shen Yu again.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, if you can, you can help me get a medicine."

Wen Yi lowered her posture as much as possible, and the words she blurted out were still hard, and every word was a fist that she wanted to smash on Shen Yu's face.

It was because of him!

Wen Yi's injury was not light, Shen Yu's side was not comfortable, the fragments of the fairy sword severely damaged his spiritual body, if it weren't for his strong spiritual sense, his soul would have been scattered long ago.

This time, Shen Yu really ignored her and breathed to herself.

With a lot of effort, Wen Yi finally bandaged the wounds on her body briefly, and she put the keel in the storage bag before stopping to take a closer look at the environment.

I don't know where this cave is located, it is full of aura, damp, only plants and no animals.

There was a fluorite with a radius of about ten zhang above her head, and the fluorite was carved with delicate reliefs, far away, Wen Yi couldn't see what was painted on it, and she felt an indescribable dangerous aura coming from the top of her head, as if there was a sharp sword hanging over her head.

Ling Yujun must have brought people to the Copper Mountain Gate Forbidden Land for something important, and it was definitely not for the keel.

Jiaolong is more valuable alive than rotting into a pile of white bones, although it is difficult to find and capture, it is not difficult to capture one according to the strength of the Qingyun Sword Sect.

The Ming Hall above the abyss is the overflow dormitory of the Imperial Prince's Palace, and what Ling Yujun wants may be the thing on this fluorite.

Ling Yujun didn't find anything on it, and it was very likely that he would come down, and Qing Yao would follow.

This place is hidden, Ling Yujun is extremely disgusted with the original owner, Qing Yao killed him, he is very likely to stand by and watch, and when the time comes, make up a story about his trespass in the secret realm of Tongshan Gate and his unfortunate fall.

It doesn't matter if the Ethereal Illusion Mansion believes it or not, just believe it in the Qingyun Sword Sect.

Wen Yi looked at the injured leg, endured the pain and sat cross-legged to breathe and breathe, and luckily Xiao Zhou Tian breathed and breathed.

The Gathering Spirit Ding hanging around her neck emitted a silver aura, Wen Yi gently closed her eyes and let go of her thoughts, at first it was a black and gray chaotic world, gradually, her vision gradually became clear, and the chaotic world had a color.

The vibrant green, the enthusiastic red, her own silver aura and the representative of Shen Yu, the black and red intertwined Teng Qi is incomparably clear, incomparably profound engraved in Wen Yi's mind, all the colors overlap and intertwine with each other, and the surroundings are filled with illusory, containing infinite vitality and dangerous mist.

She slowly introduced the mist into her body, guiding the aura into the barren Dantian Purple Mansion like a pioneer, and silently recited the sword technique of the Ruthless Killing Sword in her heart, turning it into a sharp sword.

The original master practiced the sentient way, although he was not proficient in this way, but after the most basic spiritual energy tempering, the dantian had adapted to the sentient way.

If you want to change the court, you have to get rid of the old ones and incorporate them into the new Dao method, otherwise you will end up easily going mad.

This process is extremely grinding, on the one hand, you have to endure the pain of washing the muscles and marrow, and on the other hand, you have to control the strength so as not to get to the foundation, and there is no hope of soaring in this life.

Wen Yi controlled the freshly formed sword little by little, eradicating everything in the sentient path like garbage, and then washed it over and over again with the aura......

I don't know how long it took.

She opened her eyes and incorporated the murderous aura remaining in the fragments of the fairy sword into her body.

As Shen Yu's immortal sword, it has killed countless people, and there are not many people in the world who are more murderous than it.

Shen suddenly felt a little interesting when he met her from reshaping her foundation and from sentient to ruthless.

When he saw Wen Yi absorbing his murderous aura as a foundation, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, his murderous aura was not so easy to take.

Isn't the thermometer the most favorite to talk about conditions?

If she was in a life-or-death situation, it would be good to help her own and let the other party be her servant, but before that, she should have cut out her tongue, broken her legs, and blinded her eyes.