He hasn't seen the treasures above the Immortal Rank yet, let alone the more powerful Saint Rank Heavy Treasures, which are only qualified to be used by the predecessors above the Immortal Venerable, even if ordinary immortals or immortal kings get it, they can't keep it nine times out of ten.

At such a high level, it is inevitable to produce spiritual intelligence, and if it exceeds the spiritual intelligence of human beings, it will take a long time to precipitate.

With a lot of time to sharpen and precipitate, even an ordinary stone can be turned into a spiritual weapon, let alone other things.

Feeling that the vitality in his body began to overflow again, Song Qi was very anxious, and his heart was on fire, so he wanted to find someone to help him stop it.

The cultivation of a body is not easy to come by, if most of the vitality is absorbed, the foundation will definitely be traumatized because of this, and if you want to improve your cultivation realm in the future, it will be difficult and tortuous and difficult step by step.

This is not what Song Qi wants!

Although Song Qi's strength has reached the peak of Yi Immortal, he is not the opponent of this Snow Clan's heavy treasure, and the problem he finds to solve on himself has little effect, and it is useless at all.

"The key is still on Chu Heng's body, if Chu Heng's problem is solved, he will be safe and sound. Thinking of the key to it, Song Qi began to think about a solution to the current problem, his brows were furrowed, and his face was sad, which was even better than the previous scene where he seemed to have eaten flies, and he had to fight with the scene of his dead father and mother.

While he was thinking about countermeasures, the suction power was still carrying out its grand plan of hegemony, the entire mountain peak was silent in the suction, and the vigorous vitality emerged from all directions, injected into the halfway up the mountain, passed through the so-called isolation formation, directly ignored Song Qi, and then poured it all into Chu Heng's head.

With this mountain peak as the center, it is difficult to escape the vitality within a radius of ten miles, the withered vegetation is one after another, and some of the demon beasts or other species lying on the ground are in shock, dying, and the situation is critical.

Most of them fled in a hurry, causing the earth to tremble, and the leaves to fall, and I don't know how many trees were broken by them.

A mess, bleak and heavy, desolate and depressing, all silent in the gray, and better at one.

Song Qiyi's cultivation at the peak of the Immortal was already extremely stable, and after years of precipitation, he was about to break through to the realm of the Immortal.

Who knows, after he only delayed for a while, his cultivation realm dropped by one level and became the late stage of Yi Immortal, which made him want to cry without tears.

Under the dilemma, his face was like ashes, and the moment he blamed himself, a flash of inspiration flashed in Song Qi's mind, making him remember his true spirit world, and now he remembered it, and he wanted to slap himself to death, and he couldn't regret it: "I'm so stupid, don't I have a true spirit world, I don't believe that it can still run in and continue to absorb my vitality." ”

Without saying anything, he couldn't wait to stare at the more unique storage ring on his finger, and then turned into a beam of light, and escaped into the true spirit world that was even more miserable within a radius of ten miles from the outside world.

Looking at the familiar scene, Song Qi gasped for breath, and some cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he didn't have time to wipe it clean, but sat cross-legged and took out some pills, blood tonic, qi nourishing, essence nourishing, and repairing the soul......

Basically, as long as he has it on his body, he will look at it and stuff it into his mouth, run the internal strength and heart method, and digest the medicinal power.

After about half an hour, a large pile of pills in front of him had already consumed one-third, his qi and blood were churning, his mental state was much better, and his face gradually became rosy.

Glancing at the remaining pills, Song Qi spit out a mouthful of turbid breath and began to swallow it again, one after another, as if it were candy, which made him love it.

The realm of the late stage of Yi Xian has reached a peak, with the accumulation of many pills, the medicinal power that sinks in the meridians in the body is like a turbulent river, rushing endlessly, boiling, and suddenly breaking through this layer of shackles and returning to the state of the peak of Yi Xian.

As the peak of Yi Immortal, the vitality existing in the body is incomparably majestic, and the immortal yuan is also extremely profound, if the strength of a small realm is exploded, it can move mountains and seas, the earth shakes, and a small area of heaven and earth cracking is not a problem.

It was hard to imagine that the quality and quantity of vitality that Chu Heng needed to repair his damage was so huge, it was no less than the overall strength of the Immortal Monarch.

Song Qi stuffed his head and wondered, what kind of monster is Chu Heng, just a virtual immortal, that is, an ordinary immortal, can reach this point, how big is his dantian space, can he digest it all?

All this Chu Heng showed was so shocking, which intensified Song Qi's strong heart, and made him even more eager for the determination that one day, he would also be able to go to the Snow Clan, his eyes were full of determination, and his hands were clenched into fists, as if he had returned to his youth: "I must seize this opportunity, I must go to the Snow Clan!"

When he woke up, Song Qi looked at the pills in front of him, less than one-fifth was left, which also surprised him, if it was normal, so many pills would be able to break through a big realm, and there was still a left.

It was just a chance to be sucked away once, and it was just a small realm that fell to a small realm, and it would cost five times the usual cultivation resources, Song Qi was even more speechless to Chu Heng: "You pit bastard, you know that you are coming to harm me, you have this ability, you don't know to tell this big brother in advance, I will be affected by the pond fish, and I will lose a lot of cultivation resources, I must let you repay it well in the future, the more the better!"

"I'll wait here in peace, and I'll go out in another hour. Because the suction force is fierce and the absorption of vitality is ruthless, Song Qi has a psychological shadow about this, and he doesn't dare to go out casually, if he is sucked away again, he has no place to cry.

Taking advantage of this leisurely time, Song Qi gradually cleaned up the mess here, and he couldn't recover from his original state for a while, but he was able to clean up the true spirit world.

As far as the eye can see, everywhere you see is withered soil, and the vitality is extracted cleanly, desolate and bleak, which makes Song Qi feel a different taste in his heart, depressed and heavy, as if this is a small lesson for him.

In the cave mansion outside, Chu Heng no longer absorbed vitality, and the fog around him dissipated, and it returned to its original appearance, but there was no vitality.

Lying flat on the ground, Chu Heng's breathing became more and more stable, the blood stains overflowing from the corners of his mouth had disappeared, but his mind was not calm, the endless cycle of vitality went on and on, and the army was pressing the realm to repair his damaged places.