In the pale golden upper dantian, the rich power of the divine soul floats, which is the energy that Jiang Yi will improve in the dantian in the future. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the golden mist, a blood-colored lightning vibrate, and the entire space shook violently.

Click!

Cracks appeared in the upper dantian, and Xiangliu at this time was a qualified servant, mobilizing a large number of generals with the power of the dantian, refining with all his might, and helping Jiang Yi repair the dantian.

Although Jiang Yi's body was seriously injured, the Yuan Shen maintained most of his strength, wearing a pure gold armor full of dragon scales, like the dragon scales of his real body, domineering.

At this time, Jiang Yi's body, although it was not killed by the Heavenly Tribulation, had no strength to control his body, and he was falling towards the cliff.

Song Yingying's strength weakened step by step, and she had long lost her former holiness, like a fairy who had been left behind.

She ran to Jiang Yi, panting, gritting her teeth, and untied her belt.

Laugh at!

A white light flashed, the belt was a top-level spiritual treasure, Song Yingying used the remaining spiritual energy, urged the belt, and wrapped it around the falling Jiang Yi.

The belt wrapped around Jiang Yi's waist, and streams of aura supported his rapidly falling body and defused the momentum.

Jiang Yi's body, which has no self-control, is terrifyingly heavy. How could the delicate Song Yingying's weak aura withstand it, she could only watch him fall into the abyss.

Song Yingying's face flushed, and she grabbed the ribbon. Her faint spirit appeared, and she also lost her former brilliance and controlled the ribbon.

The belt quickly lengthens to ease the momentum.

Song Yingying kept moving forward and approached the edge of the cliff. At this time, Jiang Yi's falling momentum also decreased, and only a huge weight remained.

Although Jiang Yi couldn't sense the outside, he had an instinctive sense of danger, and he went all out to suppress the Scarlet Heavenly Tribulation.

"Invincible Fist!" Jiang Yi burst out with all his strength, punching constantly, which was a momentum of breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat.

"Lord, use the Soul Suppression Tower!" Xiang Liu shouted, instantly passing on an exercise to Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi's consciousness condensed, and he instantly realized the key.

"Sword Soul, out!" The Iron Sword Soul was also a little weak, and appeared under the summons of Jiang Yiyuanshen. He was single-minded and dual-minded, overtaking the sword soul and turning into a tower phantom.

"Condensation!" Jiang Yiyuanshen condensed all his divine sense, and with the assistance of Xiang Liu, the huge battle general dantian energy that had been free before came closer, and was poured into the illusion of the pagoda, condensing into a dark pagoda.

"Town!" Jiang Yi shouted, and the pagoda turned into a thousand feet, falling from the sky, and descending towards the Heavenly Tribulation that had nowhere to hide.

The Scarlet Tribulation was undaunted, rising into the sky, not allowing anything to be on top of it, to penetrate the pagoda.

Thundered!

The pagoda suppressed and suppressed the bloody tribulation.

Click!

Cracks appeared, Jiang Yiyuan God sat on the top of the tower, condensed his divine sense, suppressed it with all his might, and condensed the invincible fist intent, blasting the heavenly tribulation through the pagoda.

Splitting out a wisp of divine consciousness to control his body, Jiang Yi opened his eyes with difficulty, looking at the dark fog around him, surrounded by pitch-black rocks and a cliff.

He slowly moved upwards until he noticed something on his waist, a white silk embroidered with petite colored phoenixes.

"Song Yingying!" Jiang Yi looked up and was taken aback.

Through the thick fog, a young girl's hair was scattered, her face and neck were covered with sweat, and her snow-white dress was full of folds and dirt. She was half-crouched on the edge of the cliff, clenching her teeth and struggling to pull on a belt.

Jiang Yi's heart trembled, the deepest part of his heart was touched, and his eyes were red.

Song Yingying, she is a holy and supreme saint. At this time, she was sanctified and turned into a mortal, just a weak girl.

Jiang Yi gritted his teeth, climbed the rock wall, and had to climb up by himself. But he didn't expect that his hands were weak, his whole body didn't have the slightest strength, and his body fell even more, causing Song Yingying to stumble and almost fall down.

"Ahh

"You ......" Jiang Yi's voice trembled, "I'm fine." Thank you for your hard work. ”

"Don't move, I'll pull you up. Song Yingying's voice came from afar, and the two gathered dozens of feet together.

Jiang Yi was angry, the former Tianjiao, but at this time, he was like a dead dog, and he needed to be rescued by a weak woman!

The divine consciousness is all restrained, and when he enters the Yuan Shen, Jiang Yi wants to make a break with the Heavenly Tribulation!

Either you die or I die!

Xiangliu's seizure made Jiang Yi understand true self-confidence, and the saint's dedication made Jiang Yi understand another belief, which is protection.

The dragon's heart beat violently, and streams of golden blood filled the entire Yuan Shen, and its power was even greater than when it killed the phantom of Xiang Yanagi's original body before.

Jiang Yi slapped his palm, with his hostile intent, but it was not a simple attack force, but a rigid and soft force, which was the power of protection. For example, the selflessness of the saint he felt, such as the affection of his adoptive father and adoptive mother, and the maternal love of his own mother.

"Descend the Dragon's Palm!"

The dragon descending palm with invincible fist intent, two years have passed, Jiang Yi used this palm again!

There was no vision, only a faint palm wind drifting away, like a drizzle of moisturizing things, rushing towards the violently shaking pagoda.

The palm wind passes through the pagoda, as if nothing in the world can stop it, it travels through time and space.

Jiang Yiyuan closed his eyes, shook his palm lightly, and muttered, "I caught you!"

Airplanes!

The pagoda shook and shattered.

Shang Dantian shook.

The entire Longzhou Trial Heaven and Earth shook.

The entire heaven and earth of the nine major states of the Huaxia Realm shook!

Someone caught the catastrophe!

The blood-colored tribulation shook, no, it trembled, and there was fear.

Xiang Liu opened his mouth wide, looked at Jiang Yi, and then looked at the blood-colored tribulation, and was silent after his expression was excited.

Jiang Yiyuanshen opened his eyes, looked at the blood-colored tribulation in his hand, sighed, stretched out his hand, and the tribulation disappeared, leaving the dantian and disappearing.

"I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse. Xiang Liu said in a low voice, saying Jiang Yi's heart.

"Whatever. You clean up here. Jiang Yiyuan's divine pan sat down, and his divine consciousness returned to his body, overtaking his body.

Jiang Yi opened his eyes, but saw an amazing scene. Even though he had been through so much, it felt unbelievable.

The blood-colored lightning that was released was in the black mist, but it seemed to be lost and blocked!

Under the black mist, I don't know how much deeper into the abyss, there is a small white tree floating, covered with colorful leaves, slowly fluttering.

Jiang Yi's eyes froze, and the eye of heaven crossed the distance barrier and saw those "leaves" clearly.

The "leaves" seemed to sense something, and they all broke away from the branches and danced in the air, and they were actually colorful butterflies.

In the center of the white tree, there was a dead leaf, it trembled slightly, and an obscure eye seemed to glance at Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi's heart was shocked, and Tianyan seemed to have entered another space. He'd experienced it many times, and that was when it was a powerful legacy.

Small points of light appeared in the sky, which were blocked by the withered leaf butterfly before, and even broke the point of light pointed by the owner of the green cow. They coalesced together into a drop of water, and then gradually multiplied, becoming a stream, a river, and finally a rolling river, which was extremely turbid.

"Yellow River!" Jiang Yi trembled and said in surprise.

There is only one river in the world that is so special, it has a special "several" shape, Jiang Yi's parents lived by the Yellow River for seven years, set seven points, for Jiang Yi to lay down the Big Dipper Seven Star Array, for him to open up the meridians.

In addition, the Yellow River is also the largest river with the most sediment in the world, such as the river of mud.

However, she has nourished the Chinese civilization for 5,000 years and is the real mother river.

Looking at this big river, Jiang Yi spontaneously felt a kind of kindness. There are many things rolling down in the Yellow River, Jiang Yi thought it was garbage and sand and gravel before, but when he condensed the eyes of the sky, he was startled, it turned out to be a person, and those sand and gravel were dilapidated ancient cities!

There are more things, and in a flash, Jiang Yi is difficult to see.

The vision disappeared, Jiang Yi watched the colorful butterflies flying, the black mist continued to shrink and dodge, and the blood-colored heavenly tribulation hurriedly escaped.

Although he was surprised and curious, Jiang Yi didn't have time to pay attention. His hands pierced into the cliff wall to borrow strength, and suddenly touched an object, ignoring it, his fingers clamped, and his body jumped up violently, rushing to the top of the cliff.

Jiang Yi jumped up, the belt in Song Yingying's hand was loosened, and her body had already lost her strength and fell backwards softly.

Jiang Yi instantly appeared behind her, hugged her by the waist, his eyes flickered, and said softly, "Are you okay?"

Song Yingying breathed a sigh of relief, her whole body was sore, she dodged Jiang Yi's burning gaze, and said a little shyly: "I'm fine, just take a rest." ”

Jiang Yi nodded and reached out to Song Yingying's cheek.

Song Yingying lowered her head slightly, but did not dodge, Jiang Yi stretched out her fingers, wiped the sweat off her face, sat down cross-legged, and said, "It's been a month, let's sleep." ”

Song Yingying hesitated, looked at Jiang Yi's clear eyes, sat beside him, reclined her upper body on Jiang Yi's lap, and slowly fell asleep with her jade arms on her pillow.

Jiang Yi looked at Song Yingying's haggard face and sighed lightly.

Although monks with more than a bullet leaf can enter the meditation, they do not need to sleep often. But Song Yingying's proud daughter, her strength is constantly weakening, where has she gone through this kind of hardship, and has not rested for a month to enter the realm of the three seals of spirit and spirit, and she has reached the limit at this time.

Pushing the messy hair on Song Yingying's face behind her ears, Jiang Yi saw that what he had unintentionally caught just now was a pitch-black wooden block, like black jade, with dark red lines on it.

Jiang Yi's heart moved, and the iron knife appeared, gently cutting the wooden block.

I don't know how long it took, Song Yingying opened her eyes, stretched comfortably, quickly recalled the current situation, and quickly sat up, her face a little crimson.

"Hehe, don't sleep?" Jiang Yi smiled.

Song Yingying tidied up her clothes, only to find that her belt was still on the side, and her dress was a little scattered. But his hair was combed, and a thin braid on his forehead bypassed his forehead, and the hair was simply tied up and gathered at the back of his head.

Touching her braids, Song Yingying had a smile in her eyes and said in surprise: "I didn't expect you to do this? Who taught you?"

"It's a random one, but I found it to be pretty. Jiang Yi smiled, "I'm afraid of affecting you, I didn't help you tie your belt, and it seems that it can't be used." ”

On the belt next to him, there were a lot of Jiang Yi's bloodstains, and the mottled blood stains soaked the snow-white belt. Lingbao has the ability to purify itself, and it is not filthy, but it cannot dissolve Jiang Yi's powerful blood and cannot restore its original state.

Song Yingying looked at the belt in her hand, her face was a little twisted, and said, "I can't use it, but I can't use my storage space, how can I put it?"

"I can put it up. Jiang Yi hesitated for a moment and said firmly, "Otherwise, send me as a souvenir." ”

Song Yingying was silent, and Jiang Yi was speechless. Although the two have a friendship that surpasses ordinary friends, they cannot be considered partners. Even, to take the last small step, I don't know how many difficulties.

Send a belt to commemorate, what it means, both understand.

"After all, it saved my life! As for the future, although it is uncertain, but it has always persisted, there is always hope, isn't it?" Jiang Yi became more and more resolute the more he spoke, his eyes flashed with fearless domineering, "What is the obstacle, it will always be broken! Even if it is the sky!"

Song Yingying's body trembled, looked at Jiang Yi's eyes, and stretched out her hand.

Jiang Yi took the blood-stained belt and handed her a dark wooden comb, which was covered with dark red patterns, delicate wood, and had a faint fragrance.

Song Yingying's eyes widened, looked at the wooden comb, and said in surprise: "This, this is Jianmu!"

"Jianmu, I remember that the Li family has a family talent called Jianmu's soul, what's the connection?" Jiang Yi wondered.

"Endless time ago, there was a towering giant tree that wanted to break through the blue sky, but it was shattered by the Heavenly Dao, but the soul did not disperse. It is said that this soul was obtained by a broken powerhouse, and then evolved into a family inheritance. That powerhouse is the ancestor of the Li family, and it can be said that this family's talent is older than their Heavenless Li, or its predecessor. Song Yingying explained.

Song Yingying explained to Jiang Yi, but she didn't take the wooden comb, Jiang Yi was a little anxious.

"This is the heart of Jianmu, which is extremely precious, and I can't ask for it. Song Yingying had never seen any treasures, and still felt that it was too precious and refused.

Jiang Yi didn't care, and was a little domineering: "Then what's the use of me taking it? Moreover, it's all been used by you, who will you give it to?"

"Thank you. Song Yingying took it and bowed her head in silence.

At this time, it was already evening, and in the brief convergence of yin and yang, the light passed through the dim yin qi, and the sky was bright and uncertain, like the moon in the mundane world through the dark clouds. In the staggered black and white luster, Song Yingying's silhouette is hazy, and the breeze with the fragrance of melancholy grass and flowers rolls the skirt, which is thrillingly beautiful!

"The dark clouds and the moon are beautiful, and the flowers are fragrant in the spring breeze. Jiang Yi looked at Song Yingying and muttered, only then did he really relax, looking at Song Yingying sitting beside him, he was a little incredulous that he had come to this point.

Originally feeling Jiang Yi's gaze, Song Yingying was a little shy, but after hearing Jiang Yi speak, she was slightly stunned.

But Jiang Yi continued: "It's a pity that there is no real bright moon here, and there are no twinkling stars. ”

"You, are you really not from Longzhou? are the rumors true?" Song Yingying was a little surprised.

At this time, it was no longer necessary to conceal his identity in the secular world, especially to hide it from her, Jiang Yi admitted it, and continued to tell her that the sun, moon, stars, and wind and clouds in the secular world were changing.

Song Yingying's eyes were bright when she heard it, and she couldn't stop asking about the secular world, Jiang Yi knew everything, and she also heard a lot of interesting stories about the royal family.

The night passed quickly, and the two of them suddenly became vigilant, the breath of heaven and earth suddenly changed, the shackles on their bodies suddenly disappeared, and all their spirits and spirits recovered.

"Aha! Lao Tzu has finally come out!" laughed in the distance.