C424 (1/2)
The huge array is slowly rotating on the earth, and the air flowing out of it gently supports Hong you's falling body so that it is no longer affected by any force. At this time, sisma tried to mobilize her divine consciousness and wanted to recall the javelin nailed to Hong Yuan. However, he was soon shocked to find that his connection with the magic weapon was directly destroyed by the power of the great array.
In the eyes of the big array, a ripple of space is slowly condensing at the moment. Immediately there are two young figures formed slowly, emerging from the space wormhole. Their breath did not flow out of the void, but sisma and Moller felt an indescribable crisis at this time.
Hong Ling looks gloomy and stares at Hong Yuan, who is captured by the great array of breath, and slowly coagulates a strong sense of killing. Although he and Hong Yuan are not familiar with each other, their relationship is not bad. I didn't expect that he just sent out from the rosefinch nest, and saw that his royal brother was beaten seriously, which really made him angry.
With a gentle air machine, Hongyuan's body was covered and slowly transferred from the void to the ground. Hongling took out a Huisheng pill and fed it to him to swallow. The young man put his hand on his brow, and with his pure spirit, he continued to change the breath left by sisma and Moller in his body.
When feeling the poison of ghost wolf in Hongyuan's wound, Hong Ling's face became more and more gloomy. In addition to constantly devouring the blood gas encountered, this poison also eroded the soul of his royal brother. If he arrived here later, it would cause irreparable consequences.
By burning the poison with the fire of samadhi, Hongling carefully guides the bone powder in Hongyuan's body and makes it reshape slowly in his body. The young man readily refines a thousand years of fruit to a drop of pure liquid essence, mobilizing the knowledge of God to scatter it into countless thin threads, and carefully plunge into the broken body of the little prince.
Hong Yuan, who was in a coma, snorted and seemed to recover consciousness. In his meridians and acupoints and orifices, there are subtle medicinal threads moving, constantly reshaping his tendons and bones. Moreover, his flesh and blood, which had been completely mixed with bone powder, was being separated by Hongling's powerful divine consciousness.
Hongyuan's body was like a reconstructed building block, which was slowly restored and cured by Hongling. At this time, the gold curtain friar of the grassland King's court was looking at the two figures in the formation with vigilance on his face. As the array slowly disappeared, they finally sensed the specific accomplishments of the two men.
”Two monks in heaven and man's holy land! Although we can't see the specific level, it is definitely not beyond the scope of the first robbery! ” Moller thought, not knowing what he was thinking.
”Your Highness, in my opinion, these two people are not good. If we take advantage of their treatment of Hongyuan, it's not difficult to wipe out these two people as long as we and six other people break out at the same time! ” Sisma stares at Lian Chengyue, who holds her javelin in her hand, and then looks at Hong Ling, who is treating Hong Yuan. She says in a cold voice.
”Can you identify them?” Moller took a look at sisma, and then said, ”if not, why should I take any action because of your assumption. Where do you think the strength of those who can create a teleportation array in this ancient battlefield
Sisma Yipeng, although he feels good about himself, he is absolutely not stupid. Now, with Moller's warning, he wakes up in an instant. He carefully observed the two monks who had been sent to this place out of thin air, and slowly appeared in his mind a name that made him a little frightened: matchless son of heaven, Hongling!
”Do you, your highness, have long guessed their identities, and that is why you have scruples?” Sisma took a deep breath and asked Moller.
”It's obvious, isn't it! The relationship between the royal family of big Chu and other forces was not very good, which led to no one to help them when they were chased by the forces of the celestial world and the lower world. And the young man in white will help Hong Yuan. Besides, he was accompanied by a girl in red and a demon dog. With such obvious features, can't you guess who he is? ”
Moller looked at sisma with a smile in his eyes. However, when he looked at the young man in white who got up slowly, a trace of dignified color gradually appeared on his face. In his perception, the young monk was as if he did not exist in the world, and could not capture the Qi in this person with his divine sense.
”To be able to rescue Hong Yuan from the edge of life and death in such a short time. Among the royal family of the great Chu Dynasty, only the matchless son Hongling could do it. It seems that the young man we are facing today will be more terrible than those top monks we met before! Your highness, do you think we have a chance? ” Sisma slowly mobilized her true Qi and released it completely.
”I don't know if there is a chance, but if not, you think we can leave safely? If Hongling, the matchless son of the world, is really so kind, then he can not leave a great reputation in this ancient battlefield! ” Moller shook his head, apparently feeling that Sissel's question was superfluous. He wakes up all his strength. Warily looking at the handsome white monk in front.
Boom! Several strong breath in this area suddenly burst, in the earth aroused a strong air wave. At the moment, the six top monks of Wang Tingjin tent released their own strength to the extreme and looked at the couple in front of them with vigilance. No one knows what kind of attack he will face next, but all the six monks feel depressed.”Ah Yue, help me take care of the emperor Hongyuan for a while. I'll come to you when I've finished my work.” Hongling leans Hongyuan against the bigger steamed stuffed bun, takes the javelin that lianchengyue holds, and walks towards the six monks in the golden tent of the grassland King's court.
Lianchengyue nodded, some bored holding baozi's beard, pain it bared teeth. She raised her hand to set up a barrier around husky with her own true spirit, and looked at the battlefield beyond the barrier with great interest. After staying in the rosefinch's nest for a long time, she was almost sick. It is also a pleasant thing for her to enjoy the fight by herself.