"Moment of Blooming", as a peerless supernatural power, has a pivotal position in Leiyin Temple. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

No matter how serious the injury is, no matter whether there is still mana in the body, as long as this magic power is cast, the cultivator will instantly return to the peak state, and all injuries will be healed, and the price is the life of the caster himself, the more serious the injury, the less mana is left in the body, the more life is lost, if it is used too much, it is undoubtedly equivalent to the cultivator committing suicide.

However, if it is used at the right time, it is likely to achieve a life-saving effect in battle, and even have the effect of turning defeat into victory.

Of course, supernatural powers are not something that can be cultivated casually, and in the process of cultivation, first, it depends on the cultivator's understanding, and second, it depends on the cultivator's chance.

"The moment the flower blooms", nature is no exception.

If you want to cultivate the magic power of "the moment the flower blooms", you must first have the meaning of pity for the flower, secondly, you must have a kind heart, and finally, most importantly, you must understand the meaning of life.

The last requirement is not very harsh, and even if the comprehension of life is only scratching the surface, it can successfully use the "Moment of Blossoming", but just like Huixin, in just a few months, with his own extremely high comprehension and the advantage of Dao Heart, he learned this magical power, and it took a ridiculous time to use it.

According to the records of Lei Yin Temple, if you cultivate to the highest and deepest realm, you can succeed in one breath, and the real gap is also reflected here.

In disguise, the "moment of blooming" is to burn the life of the cultivator and consume the potential of the cultivator in exchange for full vitality in a moment.

Although it cannot be used continuously in a short period of time, it can be regarded as having two lives, which is very precious to cultivators.

"Well, your mana, and the injuries on your body?" the Blood Demon Lord was taken aback when he observed the battle-filled Huixin, if he remembered correctly, this woman was seriously injured by himself at the beginning, and it was impossible for her mana to overflow so quickly.

The Blood Demon Lord swept through with his spiritual sense, and there was no trace of being attacked by himself except for his dirty clothes, which was really strange. If he got this secret method from her mouth, wouldn't he need a hundred years of cultivation to heal, and the Blood Demon Lord felt a fire flowing in his heart, secretly thinking that he was really lucky.

Hui Xin's eyes were aimed at the place where Huang Zhen had disappeared in front of him, his delicate face showed sadness, his eyes slid over Mo Xiaoxie's body, his soft expression became unprecedentedly resolute, his expression was cold, and he vowed to protect Mo Xiaoxie's safety.

The Blood Demon Lord didn't attack Hui Xin immediately, his eyes rolled, and he said with a smile: "Little girl, why don't you tell me the location of the healing spell and the Tiger Spirit Knife, and then I will release a few of you, what do you think?"

Huixin was unmoved, concentrating on vigilance, thinking about the best strategy against the enemy, as for the proposal of the Blood Demon Lord, she didn't take it to heart at all.

Seeing that Hui Xin didn't say a word, the Blood Demon Lord still didn't give up and bewitched: "You should know that you are not my opponent, look at how cost-effective this deal I said, exchange the two pieces of information you know for three living lives, what can be more precious than life?" And if I don't guess wrong, the relationship between you and the little brother behind you is only extraordinary, if you don't think about yourself, you also have to think about the little brother behind you." ”

The last sentence seems to have hit Huixin's death hole, since Mo Xiaoxiao followed them all the way, he has not lived a few days of stable life, if he dies here because of this incident, how can he get by psychologically.

Huixin hesitated and turned her head, but saw Mo Xiaoxie smiling lightly and shook her head, quite a posture of Mount Tai collapsing in front and not changing, and the elk being on the left and not looking at it for a moment, which made Huixin smile with relief, and strengthened the idea in her heart, feeling that as long as Mo Xiaoxie supported her behind her, even if she faced the end of the world, she could face it calmly.

Seeing Mo Xiaoxiao shaking his head, the Blood Demon Lord knew that his plan had come to naught, but he didn't expect that these people were all hard bones, and he would rather die than say it, so the blood light skyrocketed, and an overwhelming force burst out, and he snorted coldly: "Hmph, since you don't want to say it, then you can be buried together in this forest of ten thousand demons." ”

As soon as the words fell, the Blood Demon Lord manipulated the magic weapon, and rushed towards Huixin with the mana of the Blood Demon and the Tyrant.

I thought that even if the Blood Demon Lord was not dead after being sacrificed and reunited, his combat power should be very limited, but this extremely strong spiritual power fluctuation proved that Huixin's conjecture was wrong.

Behind her is Mo Xiaoxie, she can't hide, and she has nowhere to dodge, the attack of the magic weapon has firmly locked her, and the Dao Heart cultivation of the Dao Shu Realm acts on her alone, and Hui Xin knows what kind of behemoth she is facing.

"Wisdom Sword Cuts Dust!"

As soon as Hui Xin came up, she used all her mana, and with the intention of becoming a benevolent person if she didn't succeed, she urged her magic weapon Ming Xin Sword to make her strongest blow, the Buddhist magic power of Lei Yin Temple - Hui Jian Jue.

It's not that she doesn't think about the battle in the future, it's not that she doesn't care about what will happen if she doesn't defeat the Blood Demon Lord with this blow, it's that she is afraid that she won't have a chance to strike again if she keeps her hand in this attack.

The Mingxin Sword against the skull, and the Hui Sword Jue against the skeleton transformed by the blood mist, collided in one place in the blink of an eye.

The blood mist is rolling, the golden light is unremitting, and no one is willing to give in a step, because they know that if anyone is deflated first, then what awaits that person may be death, and the wisdom sword technique of Huixin, even the Blood Demon Lord does not dare to underestimate it.

Hui Xinfeng's eyes widened angrily, a mouthful of silver teeth was about to be crushed, and the Blood Demon Monarch had to dance wildly, his eyes were red, and his expression was crazy.

The duel will always be decided, just as night will come.

"Click-" There was a crunch sound, like the sound of an eggshell cracking.

The blood-jade-colored skull, which was full of cracks, was finally overwhelmed by the blow and shattered into crystal splinters in the sky.

The Mingxin Sword slashed through thorns and thorns, shattered the magic weapon of the Blood Demon Lord, passed through the blood mist, and stabbed at the Blood Demon Lord himself with a much weaker golden light.

Sideways, in a roar that shattered the eardrum and howled wolf, a splash of blood with a cut of arm was cut off by Huixin's Mingxin Sword.

The blood mist was not resisted by the Mingxin Sword, and it drove straight into it like a galloping horse, all of which hit Huixin's body.

"Bang-"

The sound of a heavy object falling on the ground was unusually clear in the ears of the silent night.

Huixin's graceful body fell like a catkins, and fell to the ground gently, she used the defense under the Pure Land of the Buddha Kingdom to face the attack of the Blood Demon Lord like a piece of paper, and it was broken in an instant, and the powerful attack hit her body like raindrops, but she never took a step back from the beginning to the end.

"Sister. Mo Xiaoye shouted anxiously, his voice extremely dry.

The Blood Demon Lord won the duel, and he paid the price of an arm for Huixin to be seriously injured again, and now she was powerless.

With the scars all over his body, he slowly turned his head and smiled lightly at Mo Xiaoxie, who looked concerned, like a pear blossom reflected in spring water.

But for some reason, seeing his sister's comforting smile, Mo Xiaoxiao actually had the urge to cry.

The wound on the severed arm did not seem to have caused substantial damage to the Blood Demon Lord, but instead aroused the ferocity that he had suppressed for a long time, and his eyes flashed with a rich blood light staring at the Hui Xin who was knocked away and unable to move again, and the killing intent was like a knife, seeping into his skin.

Obviously, the negotiations have broken down, and the Blood Demon Lord does not intend to get any information from them, but only wants to kill them and avenge the broken arm.

Approaching step by step, the Grim Reaper slowly descended on the hearts of Huixin and several people, like an eternal dark night, bringing people only despair.

Can't you do something about it now?

Mo Xiaoxie remembered one thing in a trance, remembered those extremely cold eyes, and remembered the white handkerchief that had been endured for a long time and had a faint orchid fragrance.

Raising his hand into his bosom, he took out the handkerchief that he had been carrying close to him, and the fresh aroma was like a clear spring in the desert in this place shrouded in the smell of blood.

Gently opening the handkerchief, Mo Xiaoye saw the contents inside, and after being stunned for a moment, he suddenly chuckled on this barren stone flat.

Whether it was the Blood Demon Lord who walked slowly with a murderous smile, or Hui Xin, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and Huang Zhen, who was at a loss, they all looked at Mo Xiaoye in shock, and they didn't know why he was laughing.

"Heroes"

These two words are written on the handkerchief with delicate strokes, and the words are red, and it is not difficult to tell that they are written with blood strokes one by one.

Under everyone's incredulous gaze, Mo Xiaoye staggered to his feet slowly, his head slightly lowered, and the night was dark, and he couldn't see his expression at the moment.

In a slightly hoarse voice, the murmuring voice was like a dream whisper, "Sister, do you remember the oath I made to you on the first day I entered the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons?" ”

Huixin seemed to think of something, and her beautiful eyes flashed with a little stream.

Deep in Mo Xiaoxie's heart, a silent, dark, seed-like thing cracked a small gap.

"I said I would protect you. ”

The current waves in Huixin's eyes expanded, forming a pool of clear autumn water.

Mo Xiaoxie dragged his slightly heavy body and moved slowly, and the seed in his heart had a few more cracks.

"I ...... Don't want to be a hero. ”

The spring breeze touches Huixin's heart, like sitting on a floating boat and swaying.

"I ...... Just want to fulfill my promises. ”

Mo Xiaoxie's voice was a little more powerful, and he said sonorously.

"I ...... How can you break your word?"

Mo Xiaoxie's cry from the heart was like an oath from the soul.

The seed wrapped in darkness in his heart instantly broke through countless cracks, and the outer darkness shattered, and the supreme divine golden light shone in his heart like a scorching sun.

Huixin was already teary-eyed at this time, and the crystal tears rolled down her beautiful cheeks like pearls with broken threads.

Before, she didn't know what the throbbing in her heart was in the face of Mo Xiaoxie, and what kind of emotion it was, but now she clearly knew that it was an emotion that could never be touched as a Buddhist disciple.

Looking at the proud back that had circled in front of her, his heart was mixed.

The Blood Demon Lord had already stopped approaching Mo Xiaoxie, looking at the slowly standing up and approaching, and the figure that was not burly, for some reason, fear actually rose in his heart.

He's just a teenager who doesn't have any cultivation, not even twenty years old, and I, a demon cultivator who is still a few thousand years old and still a Dao Shu Realm cultivator, would be afraid of him? What are you kidding?

The physiological reaction was real, even in the face of Shesheng he didn't sweat, his forehead was already unconsciously covered with sweat stains, a drop of sweat slid down his chin, dripping on the bluestone ground, making a loud sound.

Restraining his trembling body, the Blood Demon Lord looked at Mo Xiaoxiao with wide eyes.

Looking through the curtain hanging down on Mo Xiaoxie's left side, his bloodshot eyes trembled, and his pupils shrank a little.

Unfurnished, the golden pupils, which were as dazzling as the sun, gradually cleared and enlarged in his eyes until they occupied his entire mind.

The Blood Demon Lord suddenly discovered that at this moment, he couldn't move an inch......