The wind next to his ears was whistling, and Ying Yi couldn't do anything except that he was a little more conscious, he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers, so he could only let his body fall into the abyss, and his eyelids seemed to weigh more than 10,000 catties, and he couldn't lift them.

Ying Yi didn't know what the scene was like under the abyss, but he could feel it, and on the way down, he didn't stop touching some vines, like marionettes, and these vines were wantonly playing in the air.

Those rattans were like long whips made of python skin, rough and hard, and they made a crackling sound on the surface of the body, like fried beans, and Ying Yi felt like he had returned to the Zongren Mansion and was executed in the Zongren Mansion.

The art of burying the sword will extract almost all of Ying Yi's essence blood and vitality, and the blood vessels in Ying Yi's body are like a dry riverbed, dry and wrinkled, and scattered blood is like stagnant water in a shallow depression, silent and unmoving, without any life.

The loss of essence and blood vitality, along with the strength of the whole body, has also been taken away, and now his dantian and those acupoints are like dry and cracked land, obvious cracks have appeared everywhere, and all the true qi has been lost, but the physical body is nourished by the true qi when he usually cultivates, and relying on these remaining essences, he is lucky not to die.

With a loud "pop", Ying Yi only felt like meat in the hands of a butcher, being hit the board, and a heart-piercing pain spread from all over his body to the nerve center.

Ying Yi could feel that he had fallen to the ground, and there was a crisp sound behind him, and Ying Yi's heart sank, and his spine should have broken.

A violent cough sounded from the bottom of the abyss, and the cracked internal organs were mixed with fine blood streaks spat out of the mouth, and the essence and blood in the body were almost drained, so there was not much blood left.

All the internal organs were shattered, and if it weren't for the vines along the way to slow down the falling speed, I am afraid that I would be killed on the spot if I fell from the abyss of such a height.

After such a heavy blow, Yingyi fainted immediately, if it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, he would really be like a dead man.

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I don't know how long it took, a banging sound came from Yingyi's chest, this is the sound of the heart beating, it was just the sound of the cicada's wings swinging, just the tea kung fu has already had a loud frog chirping, and it is still expanding, and after a while, it is like a drum, banging and banging.

The piercing heartbeat under the silent abyss was extremely strange, but no one could see this scene, and with the agitation of the chest, Yingyi's body also exuded a pale golden brilliance.

If Ying Yi was conscious at this time, he could see that there was a golden bead floating on his Qi Sea Dantian, and the bead was also covered with dense cracks, and strange golden energy was emitting from the bead, which was endlessly integrated into his damaged body.

These golden energies are the dragon yuan that Ying Yi swallowed in his stomach before, the dragon yuan is condensed by the power essence in the body of the Seven Realms True Dragon, almost half of the power of the Seven Realms True Dragon, and now these powers are helping Ying Yi recover and consume vitality.

Although the blood dragon failed to survive the dragon tribulation in the end, this Long Yuan is the real power of the true dragon, which is condensed by the life essence in the body of the true dragon, Ying Yi has lost a lot of life essence due to the use of the burial sword technique, and he can just use the power of Long Yuan to heal, and Long Yuan suffered a heavy blow in the heavenly punishment, and a large amount of essence was lost in it, but it is more conducive to recovering vitality, even if he directly devours Long Yuan, he does not have to worry about being blown up by a powerful force.

The art of burying the sword is the art of burning the jade, and after it is used, it will devour the essence and blood of the sword master, which is a move to hurt oneself and then others, but Ying Yi's sword cultivation has not been practiced for a long time, so there is room for redemption.

All this was planned by Ying Yi, if the burial sword technique failed to kill An Lingxi, he could only become a lamb to the slaughter, so he found that there was no chance to kill An Lingxi, and decisively jumped into the cliff, only in this way can he fight for a glimmer of life.

Devouring Long Yuan for the first time is to protect the heart with Long Yuan's strong vitality and maintain vitality, and the vines growing in the cliff also invisibly blocked a catastrophe for Ying Yi, and did not let Ying Yi fall to death on the spot and win the time for Long Yuan to play its role.

Yingyi's current body is like a depleted river, and Long Yuan is like water injected into the river, just want to fill the river with water, this requires a process, not overnight.

Long Yuan spread to all parts of the body along Yingyi's heart, the originally dry blood vessels and tendons became as clear as crystal, and the majestic Long Yuan was injected into the spine behind Yingyi, and the broken stubble continued to grow, and soon reconnected together.

Like a sea of rivers, all the dragon yuan in Yingyi's body flowed to the bone marrow, constantly penetrating from the dim bone marrow, and a light purple air flow also flowed out of Yingyi's heart at this time, mixed with golden dragon yuan into the bone marrow.

I saw that the originally dim bone marrow seemed to be embedded in gold powder, emitting a faint golden light, and then a drop of agate-like red blood beads dripped from the bone marrow, and the blood beads contained a powerful vitality fluctuation, which dissolved into thousands of blood threads and penetrated into the blood and flesh veins of Yingyi.

The bone marrow is the source of hematopoiesis, and Yingyi's body has lost a lot of essence and blood, but now it has been re-baptized by Long Yuan and the dragon qi in his body, and the originally dry bone marrow has been re-created with a source of strength, and new essence blood has been recreated, and because of the power of Long Yuan, the newborn essence blood is stronger than that obtained by Yingyi's own cultivation, and the generation speed is also faster.

The sound of gurgling water came from Yingyi's body, and the fragrant blood in those dried blood vessels pushed forward, and the blood vessels that were nurtured by Long Yuan were as transparent as crystals, and the blood flow in the blood vessels could be clearly seen.

The newborn blood, mixed with the power of Long Yuan, kept flowing into the broken viscera, and soon wrapped a thin film around the viscera, enveloping the broken viscera.

These newborn blood merged into Yingyi's body, and the bones and flesh full of tiny holes seemed to be squeezed, making a fine friction sound, and the bones and flesh became as fine as steel.

Where the blood and Long Yuan flowed, the wrinkled skin on Ying Yi's body was stretched again, becoming smooth and bright, as delicate as a baby's skin, and every pore on his body was opened as much as possible to absorb the power of Long Yuan.

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On the third day when Ying Yi was lying at the bottom of the abyss, I saw three python dragon phantoms suddenly appear in the void, as if drawn in ink, the three python dragons roared again and again, and suddenly a fourth one came out next to it, and the four python dragons flew around Ying Yi for a while, and finally drilled into Ying Yi's body.

Lying on the ground, Ying Yi's eyes suddenly burst out with a golden light, and then he stood upright from the ground, his white hair stood up, and he began to turn black from his scalp, and instantly seemed to be fished out of the ink pool, black and shiny.

Long Yuan contains the essence of the life of the true dragon, which not only replenishes the lost vitality of Yingyi, but also helps Yingyi cultivate the fourth python dragon phantom, and the overall strength has been greatly enhanced.

The throat squirmed slightly, and a dirty blood arrow shot out of Ying Yi's mouth, and a stone pillar with a thick waist pole on the opposite side was directly pierced, and the cliff behind the stone pillar could be seen through the hole.

Hit the stone pillar on the side casually, it felt like hitting the tofu, the stone pillar easily turned into powder under Ying Yi's fist, and felt the current physical strength, Ying Yi found that after Long Yuan's repair, his physical body became at least twice as strong, which also means that Ying Yi can last longer when he uses the Shadow Devouring Secret Technique to increase his strength, and at the same time, it also puts pressure on the physical body at all times, the longer the time, the greater the pressure on the physical body, until a critical point, it must stop, otherwise the physical body is in danger of collapsing。

Now with the help of Long Yuan, doubling the strength of the physical body, although it is impossible to use the power of the five shadows at will, it also allows Yingyi to hold on to the state of the four shadows for a longer time.

"An Lingxi, you must wait for me!"

Looking at the vines in the sky like cobwebs, Ying Yi's eyes showed a cold killing intent.

Originally, Ying Yi planned to use the power of Long Yuan to impact the Rong Yuan Realm, after all, the Tongqi Realm is just a process of accumulating true qi, and having Long Yuan is not a problem at all, but he doesn't want An Lingxi to suddenly kill and almost exhaust all the hole cards, so he escaped from An Lingxi's hands.

There is a huge gap between the Tongqiao Realm and the Rongyuan Realm, not to mention that it is still a young man like An Lingxi, whose mental strength is extraordinary, this is the most difficult battle that Yingyi has experienced when he walks out of Kyoto, and he will die if he makes a slight mistake.

Before he could check the degree of recovery of his body, there was a tearing sting pain in his mind, and Ying Yi only felt that it was dark in front of him, and immediately sat down on the ground, not caring about anything else, and immediately concentrated, and as soon as his mind was thrown into the Mud Pill Palace, a overwhelming pressure rushed towards him.