The Return of the City’s Cultivation

Emperor Lan is indeed a person who breaks when he breaks, and if a strong man breaks his wrist, he has an admirable decisiveness!

Of course, he is not a saint. At this moment, he gave an order and his heart bleeds. Anyone who loses his fortune and makes a desperate attempt. In the end, he has to be heartbroken and even desperate, suicidal and liberated. He can still maintain a clear mind. Calm analysis is not easy.

You Ying obeyed her fate and ignored the Canadian female cultivator. Thinking of the crippled shadow she had encountered before, she always felt that she had eyes staring at her, and she shuddered, but she did not dare to delay her body. When it moved, just watching the flashing, it turned into an angry arrow that broke the string, and the sound of breaking through the air was like a pistol shooting with a silencer, and in an instant, it jumped to the sky above the sword soul.

You Ying’s hands smashed down with force, and the left and right palms were joined together with a "pop" sound, like a thunder explosion, tightly holding the sword soul, the sword soul is no more than ten centimeters, and it is floating in the air, but the shadow is clinging. The moment it stayed, there was a crackle, and the golden arc around the soul of the sword exploded, and the arc blasted out, and within a hundred meters, there was a golden arc shining in the sky.

"what!"

You Ying surrounded her body with a scoffing arc, screaming in pain, and wisps of black smoke rose from her hands, and her skin peeled off like large pieces of dander, revealing the red flesh inside.

You Ying let out a loud roar, ignoring the physical damage, his legs squatted in the air for a stance, and there was another roar, his legs slammed upwards, both hands exerted force, and the sword soul was drawn in anger. With a loud bang, an airflow on my body suddenly opened like the vent of a pressure cooker, and the invisible airflow spurted out. The clothes on my body were suddenly exploded into rags, floating in the air, leaving only a few rags on my body. A piece of shame.

At the same time as he exerted his strength, bright red blood threads thick with skipping ropes emerged from the ground of the sword-raising pond, like small snakes burrowing out of the soil, extending the blood-red body, converging to the sword soul in a zigzag manner. The bloodshot seems to be slow and fast. Almost at the moment when the shadows erupted, they were densely entwined with each other, forming a thick strand, tightly tied to one end of the sword soul, looking like a huge blood-red tree root growing out of the ground. One end was slammed into the ground, and the sword soul was held for a lifetime, contending with the power of the shadow.

This is the instinctive protection of the sword soul by Yang Jianchi.

You Ying's eyes are cracking, the eyes are full of cobweb-like bloodshot eyes, the upper and lower gums of the lips are exposed, the blue veins on the head are violent, and there is another roar, if the hero who pulls the willow upside down, don't say it. The hands, the face, and the skin on the whole body began to fall off like large pieces of dander. The dander that fell off did not fall down, but floated like weightlessness. Some even slowly floated up. At the same time The blood on his body was also mixed in drop by drop, floating in the air.

The shadow is really desperate. The cultivators under the alchemy have exerted enough power, even at the expense of damaging the flesh. The power that bursts out is extremely terrifying. Although the sword pool instinctively contends with the shadow, the sword soul is still divided. Divided, pulled out from the dense bloodshot.

This is undoubtedly encouraging.

Ye Tian saw his heart jumped with horror, "This old boy wants the overlord to hold his bow!"

"That's okay, the soul of the sword needs good gentle care, even if it is rooting the radish, you must also pay attention to it. This looks like a mad tiger and looks impatient, and 80% of it will ruin the soul of the sword."

"Ah...ah..."

You Ying raised her head and yelled for a long time. The thunder-like roar was prolonged, and it seemed that it was really going to happen at any cost.

Ye Tian was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, but now he didn't dare to do it, so he couldn't tell. Just now he used his own essence and blood to get rid of the evil spirits for all the female cultivators, a dozen drops at once, this is not a dozen drops of saliva, it is the essence of his body, and the damage after overdraft is irrelevant. It’s the same as the excessive indulgence. Let alone the use of magical powers, I am thankful for being able to stay hidden now. If I use my aura again, the bad results will appear... For example, it is like some male dysfunctions are considered good. In an even more serious situation, if you exceed that limit... it will kill you.

Although he made an inappropriate analogy, Ye Tian is in such a situation now. If he tries to act rashly, it will cause irreversible damage to Ye Tian, ​​and it may even be life-threatening. You don’t need to do it with the shadow of others, and finish playing by yourself, which is equivalent to suicide.

Ye Tian hides in the void, his face is pale, sweating like syrup, that is, the Supreme Immortal Venerable has a strong will, and his heart is like a rock. If it is an ordinary cultivator, he may have been unable to hold it and faint. I can’t wait to swallow the nine-aperture elixir, and my body is immediately warm, like being surrounded by the cold of the ice and snow, and suddenly surrounded by the warm sunshine in the afternoon. Every blood vessel and every meridian seems to be gently massaged by a small hand. He wanted to groan comfortably.

He did not expect such a serious situation. After all, he had never sacrificed a dozen drops of blood before, but he had no regrets. If he was given another opportunity to choose, he would not hesitate to rescue him. , No matter what, he must keep his promise and never watch Ami die in front of his own eyes.

Otherwise, it would be an insult to the Supreme Immortal Venerable.

The yellow outer pill was also spinning on the top of his head slowly, taking this nine-aperture elixir, at least changed the situation of sitting and waiting for death, and was able to make a few shots with all his strength without causing any harm.

Now even if he wanted to show up, he couldn't show up anymore, I'm afraid it would be extremely difficult to win the sword soul. Now, I can only watch You Ying with full strength and draw out the sword, and he can only absorb the nine orifices elixir with full strength, hoping to be able to make a move at the moment.

Now he is fighting for time with You Ying, if he really lets the old boy pull out the sword soul, it would basically be a waste of water from the bamboo basket.

At this moment, Ai Mi and the others were all pale, as if they had just recovered from a serious illness, all sitting on the ground weakly, looking weak.

Their condition is not much better than that of Ye Tian. After all, the spirits and spirits of their bodies and even Shouyuan were drawn out of their bodies just now. Although most of them returned and did not cause fundamental damage, they were also in a state of collapse, which can be said to be almost non-existent. They have no hands-on ability. They don't have Ye Tian's nine-aperture elixir. Now even if a king beast of the virtual immortal level comes, they can easily kill more than a dozen of them.

However, the sword-raising pond was very peaceful, like a fortified territory, forbidding any presence to set foot, especially within three miles of the sword soul, it was even more peaceful, and no strange beast dared to touch this limit.

Ye Tian grinned and grinned, and the shadows on the gums over there bite and bleed. In just a few seconds, the sword soul has been pulled out for most, and only three or four centimeters are "grabbed" in the bloodshot of tree roots. In, but everything is just a matter of time.

"Ahahaha...The soul of the sword is about to be drawn out soon, who...who dares to approach here, I... immediately destroyed the soul of the sword."

Amidst the thunderous roar of the shadow, there was a loud laughter, and... the threat to Ye Tian.

Ye Tian's eyes were round and round, and the effects of the Nine Apertures Immortal Pill had not yet spread all over his body. Under such a race against time, it was obviously too late to stop You Ying, even though he had a thousand means, how...

Could it be that Soul of Sword just missed me like this? I still have nothing to do with it!

Ugh!

Ye Tian let out a long sigh.

Landi in the lakeside villa, staring at the mirror intently, yelled: "Quick, quick, it's going to be successful soon..."