Wenren Yunjing's face can no longer be described as white, and there are faint signs of turning to bruising. Ah Tan was anxious and couldn't think of a way for a while, his face was gloomy and dripping, the purple in his eyes was flowing more and more frequently, and his spiritual power began to run around.

If this continues, he will be saved in vain, Wen Ren Yunjing pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty and put on a smile that was more ugly than crying, "I am overusing spiritual power, not dying, you relax." ”

As soon as he said this, Ah Tan's spiritual power fluctuated even more seriously, "It's dangerous to overuse spiritual power, okay, if it's light, it's wasted or dead, don't you know?" ”

"I know, I know, you calm down first." As he spoke, he took out an elixir from the space ring, "Calm down." ”

Ah Tan was concerned and confused, and he didn't find anything wrong with Wen Ren Yunjing taking out the pill now, but Fang Ruyu on the side looked surprised, "How can you have the pill?" Under the strict supervision of spiritual power like Yingtian Academy, you can still bring in the pills, which is amazing. ”

"I'm just a little trick, nothing ......"

"Do you have any other pills?" Ah Tan didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly interrupted Wenren Yunjing a little impatiently.

Wen Ren Yunjing didn't know, so "What kind of pill do you want?" ”

"The elixir that can restore my spiritual power, just recover half of it, as long as I have spiritual power, I know how to get out, and my spiritual power can detect a lot of things."

“…… Yes, there is, but ......"

"No, but, is there any other way now? The white jade card can't be used, do you want to die here? ”

"That's not good, the existence of the kind of elixir you said is against the principles of heaven, and this move is even more contrary to the way of heaven, I didn't bother to let you kill yourself by making so much effort!"

How could this man be so tough, "Then what do you say?" If you can't help it, give me the pill. ”

When the two were at a stalemate, Wen Ren Jingyan on the side suddenly inserted the knife back into the scabbard: "Shut up, I've thought of a way." ”

Wen Renjing pulled Ah Tan three feet away and pressed it down hard: "Sit down cross-legged." Then he turned around and instructed the monk and Fang Ruyu: "Try not to disturb us." After speaking, he sat opposite Ah Tan and placed the knife on the side of the two of them.

"Close your eyes." Ah Tan closed her eyes, and she completely put herself in the hands of Wen Renjing.

Take off the Buddha beads and put them in the mouth of the tiger with both hands, lean forward slightly on the upper body, and softly say "Amitabha" between your lips and teeth, which is more like a monk than the real monk present.

At the same time, Xiaoyao Sect, not regretting the peak, opened his eyes in the fifth place, walked quickly to the outside of the house towards the east of the first mountain to hold his breath, silent for a long time, the cool morning breeze in the mountains hit his face, sober a lot, the front mountain of all kinds of birds, beasts and deer chirping ethereal but clear can be heard, it seems that the trembling from the soul just now is like a fleeting illusion, nothing left.

Looks like he's going to have to go up again.

Without giving the monks much time to think, a large number of difficult and complicated scriptures skillfully poured out of Wen Renjing's mouth. The monk's eyes widened in surprise: "This, this is, this is the Buddhist scriptures!" ”

It's just that he has gone through all the temples of the world, and he has never heard of this scripture, which is even more obscure than the most obscure scriptures he has ever known.

Fang Ruyu was also very surprised, he turned his face to look at Wenren Yunjing: "Your sister and brother are really the same---- the one who told me to read the scriptures before was your sister." ”

"To be honest, I was surprised, too." Wenren Yunjing replied to Fang Ruyu with difficulty, and changed to a more comfortable position to sit.

The movement of Wen Renjing twisting the Buddha beads here was solid and steady, but the speed of speech became faster and faster, and in the end, the monk couldn't hear what she was reading, but quietly watched the changes visible to the naked eye with the other two.

An unknown white mist-like gas gradually formed a barrier to isolate the two from the outside world, and in the mist, a terrifying-looking giant demonic beast bared its teeth and roared, and then cautiously paced around a certain point.

From the moment this demonic beast appeared, every inch of muscle on Ah Tan's body was tense, beware of the beast not paying attention to pounce on him. By the way, what's that beast's name, it seems to be called ...... Call...... Demon...... The scene suddenly changed, the bustling and noisy crowd gathered in one place and shouted loudly, someone used a whip wrapped in spiritual power to whip the iron cage clang, Ah Tan was stunned, the iron cage? I couldn't help but tilt my eyes to the side, what was being held in the iron cage, oh, it turned out to be an elf. The picture turned again, Ah Tan saw that she stumbled forward, there were people around her who kept urging her to run, and the overwhelming magic behind her was about to devour them, Ah Tan's mind kept vibrating, faster, faster, a lot of air poured into her lungs, and she gradually couldn't tell which one was more painful, brain or lungs, or the injured part, and finally, it was finally dark in front of her.

Even the belt meat together didn't seem to be as heavy as a piece of rice paper, Ah Tan thought in a daze, time stopped flowing, and she was trapped in a dead and dark space, where she came from and where she went.

Ah Tan simply sat on the ground, this place is a little dark, but it is much better than the eighteenth layer of hell, it is still worth dying here, Ah Tan thought a little happily.

Gradually, the white gas was not as rich as it was at the beginning, but like a thin veil draped over Wen Ren Jinghuan and Ah Tan, somber and quiet.

Time quicksand passed in the palm of their hands, the Demon Cult seemed to be affected by the strange influence emanating from the cave, the unknown and restless were unsettling, they were no longer conservative and gathered from various places in the cave to a certain place, and the ink crows who were three meters away from them were also restless and tried to swarm up in a certain gap.

The abnormality of the ink crow did not escape, and the spirit was already in a state of tension and the sober three.

Wen Ren Yunjing's face had turned to ashes, and his body was cold as if he was in an ice cellar, and he couldn't help it from chattering: "...... Beat...... I'm going to get my hands dirty. After speaking, they closed their eyes as if they had passed out, and the color of the protective shield on their bodies wrapped in the spiritual power and golden fire of Wenren Yunjing also became very light and light, as if the next side would disappear with the shouts of the ink crows.

As soon as she heard this, Fang Ruyu suddenly lost her six gods: "What can I do about this?" We're going to die here, we're going to die here! I'm here to participate in the trial, why am I going to die" Fang Ruyu became more and more sad the more she spoke, and finally cried directly: "Woo woo----, I can't die, I'm only in my forties, and I'm in the prime of my youth, and my life has just begun......"

The monk was very calm at this time: "Don't panic, don't panic, I have a hunch that Miss Wenren's scriptures are by no means vulgar, we still have vitality, and now I ask the donor to help me carry Wenren Gongzi to Miss Wenren's side, these ink crows are afraid that they are about to start attacking." ”

As soon as she heard that there was still life, Fang Ruyu immediately jumped up, and without even wiping the tears on her face, she and the monk carried the person to Wen Renjing's side.

Perhaps perceiving the changes in the outside world, Wen Ren Jing suddenly accelerated the speed of chanting the scriptures and turning the Buddha beads, and the flow speed of the gas around them was significantly faster, in addition, Wen Ren Yun Jing also spread a lot of white mist around him.

When they approached Wenrenjing, their senses invariably became wonderful, as if the pores of their bodies were opened in a hot spring, and the panic they had been feeling was appeased, in short, comfortable.

They don't see it, or they can't see it, but the white gas penetrates into the skin as soon as it touches it, and it's a very healing and even a bit overbearing.

Although I don't know what it is, there is no doubt that if its terrifying effect is spread, it will definitely be coveted and coaxed by the monks.

At the corner dozens of meters away from Wen Renjing, a woman in red appeared unhurriedly, her slender jade hands were white and tender, and she sprinkled a few pieces of ink crow feathers on her hand, and the feathers swirled in mid-air, and finally fell and were rushed up by the demon cultivators behind, and slowly touched the ground when everyone left.

Soon they saw Wen Ren Jing and them, and the monk and Fang Ruyu also saw the uninvited guests and immediately became alert.

"Who are you?" Fang Ruyu stood up and asked nervously.

The red-clothed woman at the head didn't answer him, her eyes swept over them and reached out to Ah Tan and Wen Ren Jing, tilted her head and thought for a moment, and then locked her gaze on Wen Ren Jingyan.

Was she the one who caused the Sect Master's injury? It looks really weak, and she doesn't have any spiritual power fluctuations on her body at all.

The witch's pupils glowed with a layer of red luster, and her lips opened slightly, a little disappointed, how could she become so weak once again.

Seeing that the witch was staring directly at Wenrenjing, Fang Ruyu said tentatively: "This young lady knows Miss Wenren?" Are you any of the other teams participating in the trials? The corners of the witch's lips curled even more.

A bad premonition suddenly rose in the monk's heart, no, those ink crows are too quiet, that is the gentleness that can only be seen when you see the master!

In the next second, his conjecture was confirmed, and before he could say a word, he saw Fang Ruyu, who had no time to react, being slapped out a few feet with a palm, and after the muffled sound, Fang Ruyu 'wow' spit out blood and then tilted his head and fainted.

Monk:......

It's a bit of a bit of a martial arts, why don't you say it before you start? It's also too disrespectful to the opponent. And Fang Ruyu, why are you so brittle, the monk wants to cry without tears, you don't care about anything when you close your eyes now, what should I do if I am a monk who has no power to restrain the chicken?

In the eyes of the witch, the monk's face was calm, but in fact, the whole person was stiff like a corpse that had been dead for three days, and he thought wildly in his heart: Amitabha Buddha Amitabha Amitabha......

"Another waste with no spiritual power." After saying that, he was about to pass him and walk towards Wen Renjing and them.

The monk met the cold gaze of the demon cultivators and countless ink crows behind the witch, and tried to stop the witch with fear: "Wait...... Wait a minute, the few donors over there may not be very suitable to talk to the donors. How about a poor monk talking to the benefactor? ”

Who knew that the witch bird didn't have a bird, and his steps didn't slow down at all, and the monk saw this, and he wanted to step forward to stop it...... Then, he fell next to Fang Ruyu, it was the hand of the demon cultivator under the witch, probably because the demon cultivator was not as deep as the witch, so the monk could still say soberly at this time: "Stop, stop......"

It's a pity that no one here will pay attention to him, a 'waste' with no spiritual power.

"Huh---- Huh---- Huh----" breathing, someone is coming, and the smell of people is in their hearts.

The witch ignored the white mist that churned around Wenrenjing, or she didn't care about the strange scriptures in Wenrenjing's mouth.

She bent down to carefully examine Wen Renjing, the face in front of her was not the appearance of a captivating city, but her facial features were very upright and white, and there was nothing outstanding in addition.

In the next second, Wen Renjing opened his eyes, and a cold light appeared, and the soul was already out of the sheath and hit the door directly, and at the same time, he quickly wrapped the Buddha bead back between his left wrist.

The witch was startled, leaned back to avoid the blade, and at the same time unloaded the soft sword wrapped around her waist with her right hand and attacked Wen Renjing's abdomen. The poisonous snake twists its body like a poisonous snake, not missing any opportunity to bite the sniffer.

The eyes are bright, the soul is ruthless, Wen Renjing seems to have just been dug out of the ice cellar, and the whole body exudes the breath of freezing people to death, and the temperament of the whole person is very different from when the eyes are closed.

The soft sword is flexible, and the soul is fast, and the two of you can't hold each other back. They were inseparable from each other, and Ah Tan gently put Wenren Yunjing and Fang Ruyu and the monk together, and then turned to face the eager demon cultivators and ink crows, holding the double Yue in their hands, their pupils turned purple in an instant, and said indifferently: "I'm sorry, you may be unlucky now." ”

After saying that, it turned into a purple lightning bolt and shot out, and after a few seconds, all the demon cultivators brought by the witch returned to the west.

Ah Tan shook the shuangyue hard, and the blood was thrown out along the arc of the snow blade, and then Ziyi stared at the ink crows with her purple pupils and said coldly: "Get out." ”

Probably because their only remaining owner was in a fierce battle with Wen Renjing, the group of crows were scurrying around like headless flies, and it didn't take long for them to disappear cleanly.

"Qiang ----" The witch was a little embarrassed to block the soul in the second before the blade fell to the side of her neck, and she suffered a lot of small injuries during the fight, but the witch didn't take it to heart, she stared straight into Wen Renjing's eyes, and finally became a little excited: "I thought wrong, you are not a waste." ”

The hoarse voice made Wen Ren Jing frown a little uncomfortably, and the witch's pupils turned crimson, and she approached Wen Ren Jing and praised: "It is worthy of being a person who can hurt the sect leader." ”

"Buzzing ----" As soon as the witch's voice fell, the white light in front of her eyes burst out, and the stinging pain in her skull seemed to have countless iron plates trembling in her head, so that she almost couldn't even hold the soul.

The witch looked at Wen Renjing's calm appearance with great interest, and after a while, she said, "It's a pity that this world is dominated by magic and spiritual power, otherwise I may not be able to beat you." Glancing at the soul, he continued, "Your knife, soon. ”

At this time, there was a boast behind the witch wrapped in Ziyue: "My Shuangyue is also quite fast." The witch reacted quickly and turned around to dodge the whirling Yue, Ah Tan helped Wen Ren Jingyan, and caught Ziyue with the other hand.

After a cursory inspection, he saw that there was no major problem before he spoke: "No one told you not to stare at the eyes of the people in the Demon Sect, especially the eyes of the witches in the Demon Palace." ”

"Rest on the side, I'll take care of the rest." Wen Renjing didn't force it, saying that she would let her rest, so she went to rest next to Wen Renyunjing.

The witch narrowed her eyes: "Ziyi Tan, you are still alive." ”

"Yes, thanks to you, I'm living a good life now, and I'm really embarrassed." Ziyi Tan stared at the witch's bright red pupils and did not evade: "After all, you have launched so many demon cultivators to hunt me down and kill me for more than half a year." ”

The purple glowing pupils met her eyelids, and the witch's confusion for a moment quickly turned to surprise: "You are actually a member of the Demon Sect. ”

"Don't stare at me with those red eyes of yours anymore," Zi Yi Tan emphasized in an accentuated tone, "I'm not a member of the Demon Sect. ”

The woman seemed to think it was particularly funny, and she did laugh: "Hahaha----"

After a long time, she finally took it: "Then you must put away every drop of blood on your body, remember that it is"

"Every, one, drop, blood!"

The purple sandalwood face did not change color, but the strength of pinching the shuangyue became greater and greater: "Don't you roll yet?" Are you waiting for your aunt to take you to the West Heaven? ”

The soft sword was pushed back to its original place, and the witch passed by Ziyitan: "We will meet later, I hope that your body will be well when we meet next time, and then we will talk about sending me to the West Heaven." ”

After making sure that the person had gone away, Zi Yitan finally exhaled heavily, and pressed his stinging chest: "This day is really true." ”

Outside the cave, as soon as the witch came out, the goddess led everyone to kneel on one knee: "My lord." ”

"Let's go, it's time to get down to business."

"Don't you kill them?"

"The sect leader didn't say killing."