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"What!"

The ink-robed old man was horrified, a huge blood-colored palm print quickly enlarged in his pupils, and the snake shadow in front of him cracked and collapsed in an instant, and he didn't even have time to struggle, just for a moment, the blood-colored palm print was so fast that it was approaching in an instant.

"Viper Body Protection!"

The ink-robed old man snorted, and under the dots of the void with his fingers, a snake-shaped phantom was faintly outlined, and at the moment when the blood-colored palm print fell, a huge viper phantom broke free from the void and appeared from the endless nothingness.

The viper is black, the snake head is faintly protruding, it seems that there are horns to break out, and the body is wrapped with black lines, at this moment there seems to be a dignified snake in the eyes, and the snake body is winding and circling, standing high, guarding the ink-robed old man.

Rumble!

The blood-colored palm print finally arrived, and under the huge oppression, the air rippled like ripples, and with a bang, even the void seemed to be shaking and crumbling.

Under the neighing of the huge viper, it slammed into the blood-colored palm print, and a circle of qi rolled around, the snake's eyes were scarlet, and in the midst of desperate resistance, as time passed, a trace of cracks appeared on the viper.

The ink-robed old man's eyes were about to split, his hands were raised, his eyes were scarlet, and a hint of turquoise gas appeared faintly, and a trace of turquoise gas continued to gush out from the palms of the ink-robed old man's two hands, like a river pouring in, frantically pouring into the viper phantom, so as to maintain the viper phantom, but it was only to delay the speed of the viper's collapse.

That turquoise qi is the unique true qi of the cultivation of the sea of life, which is different from the spiritual power in the body of the condensing vein cultivator, at the moment of advancing the sea of life, according to the different life crystals in the body, under the achievement of different levels of the sea of life, different true qi of the sea of life will be born.

The true qi of the ink-robed old man is the viper true qi, ranking at the peak of the lower true qi, which is already extremely rare for a loose cultivator.

It was also by chance that he found a dead viper king in a cold pool, and gave birth to a viper spirit, which allowed him to use the viper spirit to advance to the realm of the sea of life.

The essence of light flashed in his eyes, the blood light was released, Jiang Xiaobai pinched the trick with both hands, and directly unfolded the "Pulse Control Technique", and the drop of golden blood that had been injected into the blood-colored palm print before completely exploded at this moment.

Rumble!

The light was unprecedented and dazzling, the red light rendered the void, the air was burning, and in an instant, the huge viper appeared cracked, densely packed, like a piece of porcelain, and then shattered, and finally completely collapsed.

"No!"

Seeing the blood-colored palm prints approaching, the kind of oppression made it difficult for him to breathe, and everything in front of him seemed to freeze instantly.

The old man in the ink robe, whose real name is Li Dafu, was an orphan in an ordinary village, and it is precisely because of this that he was bullied and suffered, and in this case, his heart gradually became dark, and even distorted.

He remembered that on the day when he succeeded in condensing his veins, all the villagers in the village who had looked down on him and bullied him were slaughtered by him, and then the survivors laughed and left in terror and trembling.

The blood-colored palm print touched his body, and the ink-robed old man's thoughts retracted, but at this moment there was no struggle in his eyes, and in a calm face, his body was torn apart and completely died.

Thundered!

The blood-colored palm print passed through the body of the ink-robed old man, leaving nothing, the palm print pushed forward, rumbling, rippling in vacuum, and the palm print imprinted the void, leaving a pale vacuum palm print, which did not disperse for a long time.

Laugh at!

Seeing the ink-robed old man die, Jiang Xiaobai finally couldn't hold on any longer, a mouthful of blood spurted out, half-kneeling on the ground, and gulping for rough clothes.

Feng Wuxian also fell from mid-air, and even his body twitched, and a trace of electric arc flashed around him uncontrollably from time to time, and the person seemed to be unconscious.

Come to think of it, for the Thunder Spirit Body, Feng Wuxian can't control it freely.

The best situation is Xueyao, and in the end, she besieged the ink-robed old man, she didn't have much consumption herself, and urged a beast spirit rune, but it was a gesture.

"Wuxian, how are you?"

Xue Yao, who had just breathed a sigh of relief because of the death of the ink-robed old man, looked at the unconscious Feng Wuxian, his heart tensed again, and his face was full of eagerness, but because of the electric arc around Feng Wuxian's body, he couldn't get close, so he could only turn around in a hurry, walking back and forth anxiously.

"He's fine, he's just over-consumed. ”

After recovering a little, Jiang Xiaobai could see at a glance that Feng Wuxian was not a big problem, probably because the thunder spirit body was too consumed.

But his own situation is not optimistic, that drop of golden blood is almost the foundation that supports his body's strength, at this moment, with the palm of "Witch God Palm", the golden color on the skin membrane in his body is almost invisible, it is a drop in the bucket at all, if you don't feel it carefully, it seems to have completely disappeared.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaobai felt that his body seemed to be hollowed out, and his soul seemed to be about to leave his body, swaying and swaying, and he couldn't use the slightest strength.

"Let's take the Silent Cold Spirit first. ”

Seeing that Xue Yao was still wandering around Feng Wuxian, obviously not listening to what he had just said, Jiang Xiaobai reminded while trying his best to recover at this moment.

"Good. ”

Xue Yao didn't stare at Jiang Xiaobai this time, probably because of Feng Wuxian's situation at the moment, which made her panic and mess up, and only under Jiang Xiaobai's reminder did she take out the red leather whip and collect the Silence Cold Spirit.

The red leather whip was thrown out, like an old cow curling grass, and the Silent Cold Spirit was pulled and flew towards Xueyao.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at this scene, but there was no surprise, although the Silent Cold Spirit was invisible, but the power of the cold was absolutely strong, ordinary monks, if they reached out directly, they would inevitably be injured by the power of the cold, thinking that the red leather whip must also be a great treasure.

As soon as she slapped the storage bag, Xue Yao flipped through her hand and took out a pure white jade box from it, and when the lid was opened, she included the Silent Cold Spirit in it, and then Xue Yao flipped it over again, and the box was put into the storage bag.

Jiang Xiaobai breathed a long sigh of relief, watched as Xue Yao put away the Silent Cold Spirit, closed his eyes and concentrated, and recovered with all his might.

Xue Yao still looked at Feng Wuxian with worry in her eyes, but she didn't continue to walk around.

Call!

Blood Yao's spirit focused on Feng Wuxian's body, but he didn't find that under the ripples in the void behind him, a shadow appeared silently, this black shadow seemed to be the image of a human figure, and at this moment, it seemed to be silently exhaling a breath, turning into a trace of black smoke, surrounding Xue Yao's neck, and in a flash, directly entered Xue Yao's body.

Airplanes!

Blood Yao's eyes suddenly became hollow, and the look of worry in her eyes disappeared, replaced by an empty dead silence.

Slowly, a bit of black condensed in the pupils, like an eyeball, and after Xue Yao turned a little, his neck twisted.

"It's been a long time since I've felt this way, and this feeling is really intoxicating. ”

At this moment, Xueyao was very weird, took a deep breath, and let out a faint sigh in his mouth.

"This body is weak. ”

"Blood Yao" slowly turned his head, his pupils were dark at this moment, looked at Jiang Xiaobai, and licked his lips.

"This one, just ......"