The back of Wu Ying's wrinkled hand was smoothed out one by one under the flow of blood.

His skin was restored to a vibrant glow.

The rickety's body gradually regained its straightness.

Wu Ying's long hair that was scattered behind him returned to the black of the night, and the old age spots on his face quickly faded.

With less than half a pillar of incense, Wu Ying has already recovered his cold and arrogant young and handsome appearance.

On the other hand, the Destiny of the National Teacher opposite him was dying at an astonishing rate.

The deep purple vertical marks in the center of the eyebrows suddenly cracked, and the purple-black gas that erupted from them gradually faded.

After coming to the world and experiencing so many years of Jiazi, it is the first time that a disgusting chill has risen in the heart of the national teacher's destiny.

Because at this moment, he could deeply feel that what was withdrawn was not only Wu Ying's own life primordial power.

There is also his other half, the power of the bloodline of the ghost clan, which by no means belongs to the underworld, is being frantically absorbed by Wu Ying with this gluttonous momentum.

The soul sealed under his eyebrows was rapidly fading, and that black aura was quietly gone.

What made him even more frightened was that he was by no means an ordinary ghost bloodline.

Mo said that humans can forcibly absorb the power of ghost blood in his body, even fellow ghost clans who have cultivated to a high level cannot refine the power of his ghost blood.

Just because he's the son of the Ghost King!

And the evil and cold young man in front of him can easily take his ghost king bloodline for his own use, as if he came from the same origin, and easily accept it!

As for the rest of his ordinary underworld bloodline, Wu Ying automatically filtered it, refusing to absorb half a cent!

What's even more odious is that the moment he absorbs his body, as if his proud Dark Blood is an extremely filthy thing, he will hate it if he touches and absorbs a trace of it!

The national teacher Tianming was enlightened!

A pair of vertical pupils that were still imprisoned shrank fiercely!

Dogs can jump over walls in a hurry, and rabbits can bite people when they are fierce.

Not to mention that he is a murderous race with both the bloodlines of the underworld.

The stiff fingers hanging on the sides twitched hard in anger!

At the same time, within the tall body of the National Teacher's Heavenly Destiny, there was an extremely dull pop.

The silver filaments danced wildly in the wind, and the white ashes were instantly scattered!

He...... Finally regained control of his body.

Between the wild dance of his palms, he no longer had the slightest hand left under the rage.

A hideous demon god appeared from behind him, and the demon god's eyes revealed infinite madness and bloodlust.

In the moment when the demon god appeared, the sky suddenly dimmed.

Even the thick purple thunder that was surging in the sky was directly crushed by the terrifying aura emanating from the Demon God's appearance.

The earth was once again plunged into deep darkness.

With the appearance of the demon god as the center, a dead and ferocious mad demon force swept away.

And Wu Ying's palm had already left the hilt of the sword, and at the moment when he silently absorbed the power of the other party, he had already quietly passed through the yuan.

In this world, the first cultivator to set foot in the Tongyuan realm at the age of sixteen was in this world.

Looking at the appearance of the demon god who was incomparably huge and far more powerful than him, the corners of his cold mouth were hooked, as if he had already expected this scene to happen.

The finger lightly touched the blood-colored broken blade, and with that little force, Wu Ying's figure had already floated lightly out of the distance of thousands of meters.

And under this point, the angry expression of the National Teacher's Heavenly Destiny suddenly froze, and even the appearance of the demon god behind him instantly fell into a moment of distraction.

He glanced down in disbelief at the blood-colored dagger stuck in his heart.

A deep finger print fell into the hilt of the sword, and in the finger print, there was a touch of demon-sealing power that absolutely did not belong to Wu Ying's body, turning into a little bit of light and seeping into the blood-colored short sword.

The demonic phase behind him opened his mouth wide, and let out an earth-shattering roar, shaking out the faint glow.

The terrifying power fluctuations continued to ripple out with a huge ring qi wave, enveloping the entire Xiaoyang Realm in a dead silence.

........................

Ling Tiansu watched the countless peach blossom petals wrapped around him in front of him suddenly scatter, his body lost the support of strength, and he fell suddenly, and fell to the ground with Mo Mo and the two of them in some embarrassment.

Fortunately, this is a grassland, and there is a thick meadow growing on the ground, and it doesn't hurt much to fall on the meadow.

It's just that this rough throwing technique is a little unpleasant, because Ling Tiansu knows that Mo Mo's injury at this moment is definitely not light.

Looking at the indifference that fell on the meadow and was difficult to get up, a nameless fire rose in Ling Tiansu's heart.

Just as he was about to look back and speak, he saw that the little demon girl also fell into a stream at the grassland in embarrassment.

Ignoring the cold stream water wetting his clothes, Su Xie buried his picturesque and delicate face in the stream very vividly, drank the cold stream water, and washed the restless heart under his chest.

Ling Tiansu saw her like this, frowned, and did not speak.

After half the ring, Su Xie raised his head and looked at Ling Tiansu.

Her hair was wet with the stream, and a few strands of green silk were stained by the stream on her snow-white cheeks, which was indescribably beautiful and bewitching.

Her chest heaved slightly, as if she were gasping for breath.

She took a few deep breaths of the cool air in the night breeze, and the frequency of her heart beating wildly was finally a little smoother.

"It's a lot of luck to be able to escape from that demon path this time, but if there is a next time, I don't care if you are my Ding Furnace or not, I won't come to save you again, after all, ......"

Su Xie looked afraid: "That demon path is very dangerous, I don't want to give you my life." ”

"I didn't let you come, you came all the way to join in the fun, but...... Thank you very much this time. ”

Although Ling Tiansu was somewhat wary of the little demon girl who was unknown to her friend or foe.

But today's help is true.

He had to write down this favor.

"What Ding Furnace?" a tone that was cooler than the cold wind in the ancient land sounded from Ling Tiansu's side.

Suddenly, Ling Tiansu's back was inexplicably cold.

He turned his head to look at the pale face sitting on the ground, with a small face, and at some point the dark clouds of the desert.

Ling Tiansu helped him up from the ground, touched his cold cheeks, and asked, "Your face is not very good-looking, do you want me to help you get some water." ”

was touched by the sudden action of touching his cheeks, and Mo Mo's face, which was cooler than the night breeze, eased a little, with a hint of imperceptible warm redness.

Mo Mo didn't deflect his hand, nor did he answer if he needed to drink water.

Instead, with a stubborn gaze, he continued to ask: "She said that you are his Ding Furnace...... What do you mean?"

Su Xie, who was sitting in the stream, suddenly showed an interesting look on his face, and looked at Mo Mo with a smile.

Ling Tiansu coughed dryly, withdrew his palm, and explained: "It's nothing, the Ding Furnace is not the kind that I imagined, I had an agreement with the little demon girl, and I promised to be his practice Ding Furnace, um... It's just a simple practice furnace, and it has no other meaning. ”

After saying that, Ling Tiansu himself felt inexplicable, why did he explain it so clearly to Mo Mo?

"Yo, who is the little demon girl? Don't forget, I saved you just now. ”

Su Xie pretended to be dissatisfied and said, but no matter how dissatisfied the words came out of her mouth, there was always an ambiguous coquettish meaning.

Originally, when he heard Ling Tiansu's explanation, his face softened a little indifferent, and his mood suddenly became a little inexplicable.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ling Tiansu didn't say anything, but got up and came to the stream where Su Xie was.

He deliberately picked an upstream place, brought a handful of water, and then brought it to Mo Mo's lips, and said with a smile: "Drink some water first, and then I will find a secluded and safe place, you can take care of your injuries, as for the broken tail, I will definitely find a way to bring it back for you." ”

Mo Mo looked down at the handful of clear water in a daze, his throat choked, and he couldn't speak.

She felt that the pain of the broken three tails was far less sweet than this handful of clear water.

After drinking the handful of water, Mo Mo looked around with hindsight, then pointed in a direction and said, "Go a hundred miles to the northwest." ”

Ling Tiansu stuck the water trails on his palm indiscriminately, looked in the direction she pointed, and asked puzzledly, "What are you going to do there?"

Mo Mo turned his head to look at him, and there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes: "Someone is waiting for you." ”

"Wait for me?"

Ling Tiansu frowned, at this time, in this kind of place, who else could wait for him in this ancient land.