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Suddenly, Zhu Yu, who was hanging on his waist, was faintly hot and wanted to fly towards the woman, but Zhu Yu seemed to have the spirituality to avoid Jun Cha's pursuit, and ran into the woman's body with a smoke. Two red lines appeared on the woman's cheeks.

The ice sculpture that was floating freely in the space stopped moving for a moment, and then suddenly turned into powder, and thousands of "auroras" came towards the coffin where the woman was, and was slowly absorbed by the woman. The iron chains that locked the coffin rattled, and when the "aurora" was all absorbed, red waves came out of the woman's body. The chains were finally overwhelmed and broke inch by inch. The coffin hung silently.

Juncha felt that with the breaking of the chain that locked the coffin, something bad would happen. "Tree Spirit, how much combat power do you still have?" Jun Cha moved vigilantly, moving some distance away from the coffin.

"There is only one source left. When the time comes, it can generate great vitality to fight against death. The dryad rarely took a serious tone.

Juncha turned around and suddenly found that the coffin was spreading death, and there was a faint tendency to overflow. Teng Teng's dead air soon overflowed from inside, spreading in the direction of Jun Cha. A figure in the dead air appeared and disappeared from time to time, and Jun Cha knew that it must be the woman who could be in the dead air just now.

Finally, the dead air was no longer covering the figure, and a black hair first came into view, and the appearance of the woman before Juncha had undergone earth-shaking changes. The red lines on the two cheeks were more vivid, a black hair replaced the white hair just now, and the golden feather marks between the eyebrows also turned black, and they were still glowing with death. The face is more seductive than before. If before it was a good and pure angel, now it is a completely evil fallen angel.

The eyes slowly opened, and the black of the pupils was like a ball of ink that could not be dissolved, which made people afraid.

The owner of the dead air woke up, and the dead air spread more than twice as fast as before. Jun Cha's shoes had just been contaminated with dead air, and black smoke was emitting.

"Dryad, what now?" asked Juncha as he dodged the dead air.

"She has almost all of my origin in her, and she also absorbs the vitality of an unknown number of living beings, as long as she awakens the origin suppressed by the death qi, the vitality in her body will automatically remove the death qi. So we need a little "spark" to "ignite" this fuse and let the vitality in her body explode. The spirit of the dryad flashed around

"You're going to send me to her, and I'm going to use the last bit of my origin to be this "Mars". ”

"Good. Jun Cha stared at the figure in the dead air, forced out a few drops of his own blood, and drew the previous spirit pattern of absolute defense on himself and the tree spirit. The effect of the spirit pattern drawn with his own blood is far stronger than ordinary blood, hoping to pass through the dead air and stick to the woman's side.

After painting the Lingwen Juncha, his face was bloodless, pale as a piece of white paper, fragile, and he forced out too much blood at a time, and he couldn't bear it.

Picking the closest distance to the woman, Jun Cha picked up the light body trick and rushed towards death. Jun Cha's figure was engulfed in dead air at once.

And Jun Cha, who came to the dead air, was not comfortable, although there was an absolute defense, but the effect of being able to resist was average. And he can also feel that the absolute defense is being eroded by the layers of dead air, getting thinner and thinner.

Slowly, the absolute defense collapsed, and the dead qi directly began to invade Jun Cha, who protected the tree spirit on his chest to prevent the only remaining source of the tree spirit from being infected by the death qi.

Carrying the unimaginable pain of ordinary people, Jun Cha came to the place where the woman was a few steps away from her side, and threw the tree spirit at the woman, Jun Cha's face was already dead, the skin was eroded and could not see the original appearance, and the dead air inside had already rampage.

"It's up to you. Jun Cha shouted at the tree spirit with the last bit of strength.

The tree spirit who came to the woman's side entered the last bit of origin that he had left into the woman's eyebrows. Exhausted, he fell straight down.

A trace of origin that entered the body triggered the origin that had already merged with the woman, and a huge vitality burst out, destroying the dead qi completely, and the woman also returned to her original appearance, and then dissipated into pieces.

A young bud broke through the ground and grew into a towering tree at a speed visible to the naked eye, with lush branches and rustling leaves. The restored Jun tea lies under the tree.