Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Spirit Witch Messenger

There was an eerie silence between heaven and earth, one breath, two breaths, three breaths,

"Whew!!!" a roar of pain resounded through the heavens, and the thunder of the sky raged like a rage.

The arrow entered directly from the turtle's body, passed through the heart, avoided the armor, pierced the tail of the sea dragon, and disappeared into heaven and earth.

The sea dragon was furious, and a dragon roar threw out the fatally injured turtle, and the dragon's head turned to everyone on the cliff, and rushed towards everyone regardless of the severe pain!

The faces of the group on the cliff changed, and they hurriedly said, "Let's retreat first!!" Then everyone retreated in the air, but the sea dragon seemed to be unrelenting, dragging his injured body and angrily chasing after everyone.

With the departure of the sea dragon and everyone, there was a rare silence on the Xuanhai Sea for a while, and even the wind and rain slowly weakened.

He Yinuo and the others were extremely embarrassed at the moment, especially He Yinuo was seriously injured, which was even worse at the moment, and the fall was covered with mud like a rolling gopher, and Mengrui was relatively decent under He Yinuo's desperate protection, but Rao was also sore.

However, before the two of them had a chance to breathe, their hearts sank, and they controlled the phantom moon with spiritual power, and with this as a traction, they moved the two of them out of ten zhang away.

And in the next breath, there was a boom, and the huge turtle body smashed not far from them, and the strong wind swept through the muddy water, and the momentum was so great that it was moving.

The turtle's head landed exactly three feet in front of the two people, and his mouth let out painful wails from time to time, and it seemed that he was dying.

He Yinuo and Mengrui looked at each other, and they both saw the surprise in their eyes, and there was a trace of pity in them.

They slowly stepped forward, stroking the rough skin with their hands, at first the turtle still wailed a few times as if resisting, but then there was no resistance, its huge eyes looked at the two of them, accompanied by a huge gasping sound, which revealed infinite pain, vicissitudes, and even a few decompositions.

A warm current suddenly surged through He Yinuo's heart, converging on the right hand that was stroking the turtle, and on his right hand, an illusory and even larger palm seemed to be conjured, caressing the turtle.

He Yinuo and Meng Rui looked at all this in surprise, while the Xuan Turtle let out a final low roar, slowly closed his eyes, and shed two teardrops that fell on He Yinuo's palm, gradually condensing into two white ice beads the size of fists.

One of them slowly floated into the air, emitting a soft white light and gradually disappeared, and He Yinuo and Mengrui's bodies were healed in an instant under the irradiation of the white light, leaving only the ice bead at this moment.

The giant body of the turtle also feathered away under a purple ray, leaving a palm-sized shell that floated towards the two of them, covered with ancient and mysterious veins.

He Yinuo took the shell and handed it to Mengrui, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be what you've been looking for!"

Meng Rui didn't seem to be half happy on her face at the moment, took the Xuanjia, and just sighed in a low voice, "Yes, I just didn't expect to get it in this way." ”

He Yinuo looked at the sky, and said, "The person who hunted the Xuan Turtle must have also come for this Xuan Armor, this time he had to leave under the pressure of the sea dragon, and he must have turned back soon, so it is better for us to leave earlier." ”

Meng Rui answered, put away the Xuanjia and wanted to leave with Yinuo.

"What? The two of you want to leave like this?" suddenly heard a woman's voice behind them, and the two turned to look, only to see that the figure of a young woman slowly faded out, holding a scepter in her hand.

He Yinuo was fine after seeing it, but he was just concentrating on guard, but Meng Rui on the side of him trembled slightly, and said with some nervousness in his mouth, "Holy Clan Apostle, what are you doing here?"

While speaking, Meng Rui secretly handed the Xuanjia to He Yinuo from behind, and He Yinuo carefully accepted it without thinking about it.

The girl seemed to look disdainful, and snorted, "What am I here for?" for what the master is looking for, of course. As he spoke, he waved his scepter and took two steps forward, then continued, "Mengrui, my master has put a lot of effort into you, and you really have lived up to your master's expectations." ”

He Yinuo gently held Meng Rui's hand, and he could clearly feel Meng Rui's nervousness at the moment, even trembling slightly.

He Yinuo had privately looked at the woman in front of him, this person's cultivation was at the peak of the Spirit Refining Realm, and although he had just entered the Spirit Refining Realm, after obtaining the Xuan Turtle Blessing, although he was not sure that he could defeat it, he at least had the power to protect himself.

However, what puzzled He Yinuo was that the cultivation qi exuded by this person was very weak, on the contrary, there was a faint soul pulling power on his body, and he was called the Witch Saint with the addition of Mengrui, He Yinuo secretly thought to himself, could this be the spirit clan in the Holy Witch Clan, which is known for cultivating the power of the soul?

Meng Rui let go of Yinuo's palm, took two steps forward, and said slowly, "I knew that he was using me, but I didn't want to admit it, but I didn't expect that after all, I still didn't get rid of it, even if it was for a while." ”

Meng Rui turned around and looked at Yinuo, there seemed to be a faint firmness in his eyes, and He Yinuo's heart was cold, as if he had a bad premonition.

Meng Rui said, with a smile on her face, and said resolutely, "However, even if he tried his best, he still got nothing after all." ”

As soon as the words fell, Meng Rui pushed with her left hand, turned into a light purple stamen with her soul power, surrounded Yinuo, and said urgently, "He Yinuo, you go quickly, remember this stamen!!"

He Yinuo was shocked, knowing that she was sacrificing herself to protect herself at the moment, but his body was floating backwards involuntarily in the stamen, "Mengrui, you quickly let go of me!!" He Yinuo forcibly operated his cultivation, but it seemed to be useless.

"Want to go, it's not that easy!!" The holy envoy's eyes flashed with fierce light, and he reinserted the scepter on the ground as he spoke, reciting the mantra in his mouth, and suddenly a strong wind suddenly rose, and the top of the scepter was full of light, triggering an invisible force to pull He Yinuo's figure in an instant, and Meng Rui stepped forward to block it, but was ejected by a light curtain several feet away.

The holy envoy then shouted, and the lilac stamen outside He Yinuo's body disappeared immediately, He Yinuo was concerned about Mengrui, unwilling to entangle, and conjured up the phantom moon, and his body burst up, rushing straight towards the woman, and the whole body was cultivated to run quickly.

In the distance, the holy envoy showed a sneer on his face, and said lightly, "Look for death!!" After the scepter hung in front of him, the size skyrocketed several times, and the strangest thing was that the cultivation on his body was actually from the realm of refining spirits and declining rapidly, until there was no trace of cultivation, but the power of his spiritual spirit increased in an instant.

Before He Yinuo got close, he was spitting blood in mid-air, and his head was buzzing like a tumult of ten thousand mosquitoes, but the pure cultivation power in his body immediately stabilized his mind, and his speed increased instead of decreasing!

After the holy envoy saw it, the contempt in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he secretly said in his mouth, "It's a little interesting." I'll see how long you can last with a spiritual cultivation practice. After saying that, the tip of its scepter emitted a faint black light, like a whirlpool, with a faint sucking power.

The phantom moon was like an arrow from the string, the silver brilliance shone brightly, approaching the woman, and the next moment, the phantom moon and the scepter met, and the seemingly domineering black vortex was submerged in an instant.

And at this moment, a clicking sound made the woman's eyes show unprecedented jealousy, "How is this possible?"

The scepter was simply vulnerable under the blow of the phantom moon, and it broke in an instant, and the holy envoy saw this, put away the power of the spirit, and fled, and kept roaring in his mouth, "You wait, I will definitely come to catch you!"

On the other hand, at this moment, He Yinuo, under the devouring of the pure power of his body, there was a faint trace of insignificant spiritual power on his body.

He Yinuo came to Mengrui's side and said slightly angrily, "Why are you so stupid?"

It's just that as soon as his words came out, a sudden change occurred, and a miserable cry of "Ah !!" came out of He Yinuo's mouth, his face suddenly turned pale, his waist instantly turned blood red, and an ice thorn as thick as an index finger was revealed.

The two of them looked around, but they didn't know that there were already figures flickering quietly, some of whom were on the cliff before, and some of whom came after.

The young man's face was gloomy, and he didn't pay attention to He Yinuo and the others, but looked at those who came after, and said coldly, "What?

Later, one of the people with a strange and ugly face snorted and said, "What about the Dao Emperor, if my barbarian clan hadn't shown weakness back then, how would it be your turn to be rampant." As he spoke, he seemed to look at the senior dragon standing beside Shaozun intentionally or unintentionally.

He Yinuo suddenly vomited another mouthful of blood, and Mengrui helped him and asked anxiously, "Yinuo, how are you?" ”

He Yinuo gasped and said slowly, "Don't worry, I'm fine." ”

He was secretly surprised in his heart, it seemed that the people who came here were all here for the Xuanjia, and among them, there were many people who cultivated to the advanced level, there were people in the Xuan Realm, and there were also people who cultivated higher than the Xuan Realm, and it seemed that today was in a catastrophe.

He looked at everyone, and suddenly there was a burst of surprise in his heart, he only felt that this dragon senior was somewhat similar to the blind Uncle Long on the back mountain, and when He Yinuo looked at him, his eyes seemed to be invisible, and he muttered in his heart, "He Wentian!"