Chapter Eighty-Nine: You're Missing the Last Sword!

In the room, Lin Xiaoyao was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed, running the first exercise of the Evil God Technique, frantically absorbing the Xuan Qi between heaven and earth, and making up for the lack of Xuan Qi in his body.

Jin Yunrou sat on the edge of the bed and held Lin Qingcang's hand.

And Lin Qingcang and Jin Yunrou both watched their son cultivate in a daze.

"This speed of absorbing Xuan Qi is terrifying... It can be seen that this breathing method cultivated by our son is of a very high level! Lin Qingcang lay on the bed and looked at Lin Xiaoyao in front of him with a look of surprise.

Because Lin Xiaoyao absorbed it too quickly, there was even a breeze in the house.

At this time, he looked at his son in front of him, with both relief and worry in his eyes.

"It's worthy of our son, so good. Even after going through that kind of ordeal, he was able to get back on his feet and stand up to his peers. Sometimes I, as a mother, also think about letting my son live a plain and healthy life. But Xiaoyao is our son, and he has been destined to carry too much and involve too much since he was born. ”

"Over the years, I have also figured out that if I want to live peacefully in this world, there is only one way, and that is to keep getting stronger. Even if you don't cause trouble, as long as you are weak, someone will bully you and insult you, Qingcang, our son has really grown up. This time, it's time for us to let go out. ”

Jin Yunrou's face was full of emotion, she took Lin Qingcang's hand, and looked at Lin Xiaoyao with love in her eyes.

And Lin Qingcang also nodded.

"My son can't help it, so let him go when the time comes. According to his kind-hearted black face, he shouldn't be able to stand bullying outside, but he doesn't know who his kind-hearted black face is. ”

Lin Qingcang and Jin Yunrou actually chatted about their daily routines by Lin Xiaoyao's side at this time.

Lin Xiaoyao was just absorbing Xuan Qi, and he could hear it clearly if he was not isolated, but Lin Xiaoyao was embarrassed and didn't want to open his eyes......

"Have you two considered my feelings?" Lin Xiaoyao was helpless.

Finally feeling a feeling of fullness coming from his dantian, Lin Xiaoyao slowly lowered his gesture, then coughed lightly, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"You don't have a lot of chance... This terrifying speed is enough to be proud of its peers. Lin Qingcang said with emotion towards Lin Xiaoyao.

"Generally average. Enough is enough, enough is enough. Lin Xiaoyao waved his hand very modestly.

Then Lin Xiaoyao released the power of his divine soul again, and found that the cold poison on Lin Qingcang's legs had been forced away at this time.

Now my father's legs have returned to normal, except for some small injuries that have been accumulated by cold poison for many years, the rest are no different from healthy people.

Before, when Lin Xiaoyao closed his eyes and recovered the mysterious power in his body, Jin Yunrou kept moving the flame dragon marrow upwards on his behalf, constantly forcing away the netherworld cold poison in Lin Qingcang's legs.

And now the Yan Dragon Marrow has moved to the position of Lin Qingcang's lower abdomen.

At this time, Lin Xiaoyao's face also became solemn, because next he was going to divide the Netherworld Cold Poison attached to his father's dantian and internal organs.

This is the most dangerous step!

If you are not careful, you will blow up your father's dantian and make your father a waste. Or accidentally cut his father's heart and let his father die directly on the spot.

At this time, Lin Xiaoyao took a deep breath, cheered up his spirit, mobilized all his divine soul power, ignited the flame of the Golden Crow, and began to continuously cut and separate the Netherworld Cold Poison.

And Jin Yunrou on the side also followed Lin Xiaoyao's rhythm, constantly moving the Yan Dragon Chalcedony Jade Disc upwards slowly, constantly forcing away the Netherworld Cold Poison that Lin Xiaoyao had cut and separated.

Soon the time for a stick of incense passed, and Lin Qingcang's face became more and more pale, even blushing.

This was due to the fact that most of the Netherworld Cold Poison in his body had been cut and then driven to Lin Qingcang's upper body and head.

At this time, frost began to condense on Lin Qingcang's eyebrows, and Lin Qingcang's lips were also purple from the cold.

Lin Qingcang's body began to shiver coldly. This made it more difficult for Lin Xiaoyao to cut the Netherworld Cold Poison.

Lin Xiaoyao's forehead was covered with sweat, and he was careful for fear that one would accidentally cut his father's heart.

………

Soon an hour will pass...

Now Lin Qingcang is in a very bad state, Lin Qingcang's eyebrows, eyelashes, and even hair are condensed with white and cyan frost.

With Lin Xiaoyao's efforts, almost all the Netherworld Cold Poison in Lin Qingcang's body has now gathered on Lin Qingcang's head.

Lin Qingcang clenched his teeth, as if he was enduring extreme pain.

With such a large amount of Netherworld Cold Poison all gathered in Lin Qingcang's head, one can imagine how painful it will be.

At this time, the mysterious power in Lin Xiaoyao's body had been exhausted.

But he didn't dare to spend any more time reabsorbing the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Qi.

Even if it only takes a stick of incense to absorb and recover, but looking at his father's appearance, maybe he won't be able to survive a stick of incense.

Jin Yunrou on the side was holding Lin Qingcang's hand tightly at this time, looking at Lin Qingcang's painful appearance, Jin Yunrou's heart was like a knife.

At this time, even though Jin Yunrou was distressed and worried, she didn't dare to speak out, and she didn't dare to let her son be disturbed in the slightest.

Lin Xiaoyao was almost exhausted at this time, and the last trace of mystic power in his body was about to be exhausted.

Lin Xiaoyao's divine soul power was also difficult to maintain, and the silk thread in his hand condensed by the flame of the Golden Crow was about to be extinguished.

The current situation is extremely anxious, but Lin Xiaoyao has no way, if he doesn't deal with the ghostly cold poison in his father's head as soon as possible, he will force it all away. Then my dad may not last long.

"Damn, it's only one last step! That's pretty much! I'm almost able to deal with all of the Nether Poison! But if you stop now, you're a complete failure! ”

At this time, Lin Xiaoyao's eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were red!

He was not reconciled!

It's only one last step away!

Do you really want your father to die in your own hands?

"Nope! I will not allow it! Xuanli, you come out for me! Lin Xiaoyao roared hysterically in his heart.

Lin Xiaoyao wants to squeeze out all the power in his body!

Even if you squeeze yourself dry, you have to squeeze out the last required mystical power!

"Xuanli! Give me !! ”

Lin Xiaoyao let out a low roar, and in an instant, something seemed to be broken in Lin Xiaoyao's body.

The next moment, a strong wind blew in the house.

Countless Heaven and Earth Xuan Qi began to automatically and frantically pour into Lin Xiaoyao's body.

And the aura on Lin Xiaoyao's body also reached the triple realm of entering the Xuan Realm in an instant!

Seeing this scene, Jin Yunrou was stunned in place.

Jin Yunrou didn't expect that her son would be able to break through in such a situation.

And Lin Qingcang, who was tossed half-dead by the ghostly cold poison in his skull, and his face was covered with white and cyan frost, actually opened his eyes slightly, and muttered with his purple-blue lips that had long been covered by frost:

"You kid, you really have a hand..."

At this time, Lin Xiaoyao felt more and more abundant Xuan power in his body, and his heart was ecstatic!

In this way, the Xuan power you need is enough.

Not only that, as the realm broke through to the Triple Realm of Entering the Xuan Realm, Lin Xiaoyao could feel the power of his divine soul, and even the strength of the Golden Crow Flame, and even the control of the Golden Crow Flame, which was a little stronger.

With this breakthrough, Lin Xiaoyao ushered in an all-round improvement.

Then Lin Xiaoyao stabilized his mind, and he must definitely stabilize when he is happy, otherwise he may be happy and sad.

Lin Xiaoyao took a deep breath and began to operate steadily again.

With Lin Xiaoyao's cutting and the flame dragon marrow in Jin Yunrou's hand, it continued to move up slowly.

Lin Qingcang's face began to slowly return to normal, and the white and cyan frost condensed on his face also melted, but at this moment, a thick layer of ice formed on Lin Qingcang's hair.

As Jin Yunrou put the flame dragon pith on Lin Qingcang's forehead, all the netherworld cold poison attached to Lin Qingcang's skull had been cut and separated by Lin Xiaoyao.

And the Yan Dragon Marrow also began to drive these Nether Cold Poison to Lin Qingcang's hair.

Lin Qingcang slowly opened his eyes, feeling the wonderful sensations coming from his body, and was about to speak, but he saw Lin Xiaoyao standing beside his bed with a wicked smile on his face, and directly condensed the Golden Crow Flame in his hand into the shape of a flame dagger.

"Daddy, don't you feel good? Don't worry, thank me, you're one last step away! ”