However, this doesn't seem to be wood-type spiritual power. There is fire-type, water-type, and gold-type spiritual power...
Lu Xuyang frowned. This was already a third-level spiritual root. Could it be that he guessed wrong? The person who possessed the power of the origin of wood was not Xi Yue, but someone else
Wait! Lu Xuyang suddenly widened his eyes, his eyes full of shock and disbelief. No... More than three types? Are there other types of spiritual power contained in the Dantian? What type? Could it be that Xi Yue is not a three-type spiritual root? But a four-type spiritual root
Lu Xuyang was thinking about it when he suddenly felt a chill in his heart that frightened him.
The next moment, a powerful force suddenly penetrated his chest and abdomen from behind.
"Ah, ah!" Lu Xuyang let out a shrill howl, rolled over, and fell on the grass beside him.
Blood gushed out from the hole in his chest, soaking the grass and trees nearby.
He also felt that the spiritual power he had absorbed from Xi Yue with great difficulty was all devoured by the powerful force that penetrated his chest and abdomen.
Lu Xuyang was shaking and convulsing in pain. He opened his eyes with difficulty and saw a tall figure rushing to Xi Yue and carefully picking up the almost unconscious boy.
That posture, that movement, it was as if he was holding a rare treasure that no one would be allowed to snatch away.
Lu Xuyang's gaze moved upwards little by little, finally landing on the man's face.
His handsome facial features made him look like a god descending from the sky, exuding an arrogant aura from head to toe and from top to bottom.
Although he looks like a young man in his twenties, anyone who sees this face will never be able to forget or ignore it.
Nangong Yu! The only genius in Miluo Continent who advanced to the Nascent Soul stage at the age of 20, Pluto Nangong Yu!
Lu Xuyang clenched his teeth suddenly, and fear and hatred surged in his heart.
Today he was destined to fail to kill Xi Yue, nor to obtain the Origin of Wood. Moreover, the injuries he received today would cause permanent damage to him, and it would be very likely that his cultivation would never improve even a little bit.
Nangong Yu, Xi Yue, all this is caused by these two people.
But Lu Xuyang will not give up. One day, he will make these people pay a heavy price.
A black stone in his hand was crushed, and Lu Xuyang's figure slowly disappeared in the grass, leaving only bloodstains on the ground.
At this moment, Nangong Yu's mind and eyes were filled with He Xi, whose face was pale and covered in cold sweat. How could he care about Lu Xuyang's life or death
If it was a step later, just a step later, Xier would have died at the hands of someone else.
Whenever he thought of this possibility, Nangong Yu felt a pang of fear in his heart.
He held He Xi's hand and was about to input spiritual power into it, but was instead grasped by He Xi's small hand.
A low, weak voice came with great urgency, "Jade Fire... Jade Fire Toad... Yu, hurry up, go get the Jade Fire Toad, it's... that's the only way to save you... Hurry!"
As He Xi spoke, the little golden dragon jumped out of space and looked at Nangong Yu anxiously: "King of Hell, come with me quickly, the Jade Fire Toad is disappearing, it will be too late if we don't hurry over!"
"Why would I care about the Jade Fire Toad now!" Nangong Yu growled, his eyes full of heartache and regret, "Xi'er, if something happens to you, what's the use of having 10,000 Jade Fire Toads?" (To be continued)