C198 (2/2)
Hum, a powerful force to cause great changes in heaven and earth, through Hongling's meridians, was transferred from the mirror of emperor Yanhuang to the sword of God of sorrow. This is the peak power of the Yan Huang emperor mirror, which has the terrifying power of threatening the heaven's destiny. At this time, this force was forced out by the youth and poured into the God of sorrow.
Ka Ka, a crack, in the sad God sword rapid generation. The peak power of an imperial instrument is unbearable even if it is a sad sword that devours the sacred instrument. Hong Ling knew that he could not wait any longer. He held the sword. Let the terrible sword spirit on it cut the hands full of dragon scales into blood. With a big drink, he was ready to jump up and cut down the corpse with a sword.
Boom, the sky over the whole Beiming Tianzhong is changing. The terrifying imperial vessels swept all directions. Countless boulders are taken into the air by great power. A sword light, born from nothingness, was beheaded towards a huge corpse below. Under the gaze of people's frightened eyes, the sword spirit was cut in the chest of the corpse and split it in two.
Roar, a scream of panic, reverberated between heaven and earth. It was the lament of a corpse before he died, with reluctance and awe. The terrible storm is generated at the place where the sword light falls. The corpse that has been cut into two parts gradually turns into nothingness in the storm.
Half kneeling on the ground, Hongling's body shape flashed, holding the sad sword, quickly swept to Xia Yan's side. He reversed his sword and thrust it into the ground. The young forced the power of Yan Huang Emperor's mirror to create a huge barrier to protect the three people.
In the terrible storm, the barrier is crumbling and full of cracks. Hongling bit his teeth and roared, injecting the final strength into the sword. Hum, originally on the verge of collapse of the barrier, finally slowly stabilized.
When the storm dissipated, the boy let go of his sword holding hand and fell to the ground with a thump. A purple gold soul bead, slowly emerging from the collapsing storm, hovered in the void above them, emitting a terrible pressure. The beads slowly flowed out a succession of purple and gold soul fog, forming a huge barrier, covering Xia Yan and her party, isolating all the corpse Qi from the outside.
All over the cracks, the sword of sad God hummed, broke up into a mist, and poured into Hong Ling's body. It has suffered too much of the power of Yan Huang Emperor's mirror. At this time, it has been on the verge of collapse, and even the spirit has become incomparably weak.
Fortunately, the sad sword is different from other magic weapons made by Hongling. It has a very terrible self-healing ability, as long as Hong Ling does not die, its spirit will not be destroyed. As long as it has enough psychic power, it can recover quickly.
”It's OK to be in charge of a big family and a third in charge.” Wang Dashui looks at Hongling, who is unconscious at this time. He also looks at Xia Yan, who is stretching her hand over Hongling's pulse. He can't help asking.
Xia Yan shakes her head, Hong Ling's injury is very serious. But his body, there is a very strong vitality in the continuous emergence, will damage the broken meridians a little bit. It takes time, but it works.
Xia Yan takes out the Huisheng pill that Hongling gave him before and feeds him to take it. Then he took out a bloody soul bead which was extorted from the youth's hand and gently pressed it on his brow. Her palm has a soft flow of true Qi, the blood soul bead bit by bit refining, pure blood into the body of the young.
Soon, Hong Ling's body, spontaneously produced a scarlet breath. This breath is cold and dark, but it has a terrible ability to repair. If Hong Ling is awake, he will know that it is the dragon blood that he merges with the vampire's phagocytosis attribute, constantly absorbing and transforming the power of Holy Land blood soul beads.
The whole day, a blood soul bead was finally completely refined by Xia Yan, all used for the recovery of Hongling. The damaged meridians and collaterals in the body of teenagers have been recovered. A wisp of pure Qi, slowly generated in his elixir field, toward the meridians.
Even though the consciousness of nine strands of Xuanhong turned spontaneously along the line. With the operation of Xuangong, the dark gold streamers slowly appeared in the acupoints of Hongling. The spiritual power in the void poured into his four limbs and hundreds of bones, and was refined into pure Qi, nourishing his body.
Indistinctly, Xia Yan and others see that there are Taoist stars sprinkled down, constantly infiltrating into Hongling's body. Even the purple and gold soul beads suspended above the heads of the people scattered a series of soul power, blending into the breath of Hongling.
Under the three people's gaze, the youth's breath becomes more and more stable, and they can even sense the real Qi in his body like the sea tide. At last, the purple and gold soul beads in the empty air broke up with a bang, and turned into a strong purple and gold mist and poured into the young people's body.
Hong Ling's body, which was still, was shocked. A little painful cough came out from his mouth, and Xia Yan was very happy.