Chapter 5: Seeing the Light of Day Again (1)
Chapter 5 Sees the Light of Day Again
Therefore, the meaning of what Chu Yao said just now is also very clear, if you can't rescue her without destroying the dragon's breath, then you can't do it, and that result is equivalent to watching Chu Yao die.
Fang Ling closed his eyes intently, adjusted his breath to the same frequency as the fire dragon, and followed each dragon breath with a trace of strength, there were tens of millions of dragon breaths, and there were also tens of millions of qi that he extended, of course, these energies inevitably came into contact with Chu Yao's flesh.
Qi swam in Chu Yao's body, as if Fang Ling's hand was caressing her, Rao is Chu Yao, as the daughter of the royal family, and cultivating the fairy way, did not pay attention to the affairs of men and women, but the first time she experienced this kind of intimate contact, her little face couldn't help but dance with red glow, and her little heart fluttered wildly, so she felt as if she was having an incestuous relationship.
However, she is a disciple of the Xianmen, and after three hundred years of enlightenment, she has already appreciated the great wisdom, and she took a deep breath to squeeze out this evil desire, and she knows better that if she can't make up her mind, it will cause great resistance to Fang Ling's rescue.
Fang Ling's heart had no evil thoughts, and his consciousness was divided into thousands of people, swimming in the dragon's breath fireball. The speed at which the dragon's breath in the fireball travels so fast, coupled with the sheer number of them, that it is even more difficult to completely control them than to ascend to the sky.
Although this is not a real battle, it is a thousand times more difficult than it, not only relying on strong strength, but also relying on the wisdom that can discern the path, so as to sort out a clear context in the thousands of dragon breaths.
The consumption of physical energy is getting bigger and bigger, and at this moment, the golden pill in the body suddenly flickered, and the golden light of the Dao Dao followed the veins, and invaded into the dragon breath fireball along the breath.
This intrusion didn't matter, Fang Ling suddenly found that the entire Dragon Breath Ball was under the influence of the power of the Golden Pill, and the speed of the breath was obviously slowed down, he was secretly surprised, although there was a little bit of the power of the Golden Pill integrated into the body, but the Golden Pill was too mysterious and not fully mastered by itself, if it sensed its own crisis and activated, it would be of great help.
With the power of Jin Dan, Fang Ling finally slowly figured out the mystery of the dragon breath fireball, this thing is like a perfect machine, made of thousands of parts, running non-stop, but once he grasps the law of operation, it is also possible to rescue Chu Yao from it.
Fang Ling took a deep breath, and finally began to set out to rescue Chu Yao, he followed the breath of the fire dragon, and began to extract some of the dragon breath entangled with Chu Yao from his body, the extraction process was extremely slow and careful, the strength of the dragon breath was extremely flexible, and it had a strong sense of touch, so the extraction force could not be too big or too small, if it was too big, it would cause the reaction of the dragon's breath, and if it was small, it would not be able to extract this thing, and what was more troublesome was to decompose the dragon's breath and the veins in Chu Yao's body, if it was not done well, it would either hurt the dragon's breath or hurt Chu Yao。
Fang Ling tried his best to breathe steadily, closed his eyes slightly, concentrated, and the ten fingers of his hands flicked slightly, every movement was careful and smooth, more confident, and at the same time under great pressure, one side was the ancestors who had the grace of reinvention for themselves, and the other side was the dragon vein that affected the fortunes of the Great Chu State, neither side could afford to hurt, the beads of sweat on his forehead dripped down unconsciously, and his face became more and more dignified.