Seeing Yue Shaoqun approaching step by step, Ms. Luan took a step back subconsciously, and suddenly realized what the black and red aura lingering around him was, she couldn't help being shocked, and blurted out: "You... you actually forcibly broke through the Immortal Venerable Realm? ! What kind of mentality are you cultivating? Why do you... "
Seeing Yue Shaoqun who was stronger than herself at this time, Miss Luan felt a deep sense of fear in her heart, but before she could figure out the origin of all this, she felt a blur in front of her eyes, and then she caught a glimpse of five The faint thin lines cut through the air and swept towards her face!
"Brush!" Miss Luan didn't have time to dodge, the entity was instantly torn apart by the thin line, and a large amount of vitality leaked out from the torn primordial spirit.
At this moment, Yue Shaoqun had quietly appeared behind Ms. Luan, staring at her back indifferently as if looking at a dead person, and faint traces of vitality could be seen on the sharp nails dissipating.
Seeing that the situation was seriously unfavorable to her, Miss Luan immediately turned into mist and floated into the air, trying to condense into a solid body again, erase the wound just now, and prevent the vitality from escaping.
But before Ms. Luan successfully condensed, a group of blue-purple flames suddenly pierced the night sky, with a hot burning sensation, instantly burning and evaporating part of her mist primordial spirit!
"Ah!!" A pain that penetrated deep into the soul came, and Miss Luan couldn't help but screamed in pain. She gritted her teeth and insisted on condensing the primordial spirit into a solid body. As long as it becomes a solid body, the primordial spirit will not be harmed!
Just breathed a sigh of relief, Miss Luan felt that something was wrong with her chest, she slowly lowered her head to look, and saw a slender arm filled with black and red breath, which had quietly pierced through her heart!
At the same time, a cold voice came from behind Miss Luan: "Jiu You Ming Huo, don't worry about me, burn her to death immediately!"
After finishing speaking, Yue Shaoqun immediately withdrew his arm from Miss Luan's heart, and then pulled the thin thread with both hands, and swept it quickly over her body, "swipe" repeatedly, and instantly tore her body into pieces!
In fact, there was no need for Yue Shaoqun's order, Jiuyou Minghuo already knew that this was the most critical moment, and immediately turned around and flew back, his body split into countless tiny blue-purple flames, and they greeted them overwhelmingly!
Seeing Yue Shaoqun and Jiuyou Minghuo cooperating seamlessly in the air, making Miss Luan screaming and screaming, Tang Tang was not happy at all.
She stared intently at the scorched body lying beside her, racking her brains to recall whether there were any miraculous treasures of heaven and earth or rare medicines in the inner martial arts or the world of cultivating immortals that could bring Xiao Chen back to life !
Hong Zhu was also in great grief at this time, knelt down beside Xiao Chen, crying until pear blossoms rained down, crying and crying, she suddenly recalled in her mind that after Xiao Chen was injured in the Burning Heaven Sect, she once I met an expert in the world for advice, Xiao Chen had no pulse at that time, but he was rescued in the end!
At this point, Hong Zhu held back his sadness, choked with sobs, clasped his hands together, and began to pray softly: "Old Immortal, please save Xiao Chen one more time! No matter what conditions you put forward, I will try my best to do it. My body still wants my life, you can take it, as long as it can bring Xiao Chen back to life, woo woo woo... "
Nie Xiaoyu and Li Xian'er stood behind Hong Zhu, their faces were ashen. Hearing what Hong Zhu muttered to himself, they thought she was being stimulated and went out of their minds. They both took two steps forward. Just as they were about to say something to comfort them, the two women discovered a strange scene at the same time.
I saw a trace of black matter suddenly appeared in Xiao Chen's nostrils, and it seemed to be alive, he was struggling to get out, after a while, finally a small cloud of black mist came out completely!
The black mist spoke intermittently to the women in front of him in an extremely thin voice: "Don't...don't cry, the master is still alive...alive, you should quickly infuse him with... vitality, or it will be too late..."
"Ah! What are you? Why did you come out of Brother Xiao's body?" Nie Xiaoyu was startled when she saw this scene. She squatted down and looked at the black mist carefully, feeling as if there was a feeling of deja vu , But for a while, I couldn't remember where I had seen this thing.
"An Xiaomo! It's you?! Are you still alive?!" Tang Tang, who had been staring at Xiao Chen, also discovered the existence of the black mist. She immediately rushed to Xiao Chen's side, and asked loudly with excitement: "You What did you say just now? Are you asking us to infuse vitality into Xiao Chen? Is he not dead? Don't lie to us, what is Xiao Chen's situation now? Is he still alive?"
"Oh..." Tang Tang saw it right, that small group of black mist was An Xiaomo's soul, but at this time he was also very weak, and before he could speak, he was involuntarily shocked by Tang Tang's sound waves flew out.
After Hong Zhu heard Tang Tang's exclamation, she immediately widened her eyes and stopped crying. Just as she was about to ask An Xiaomo, she saw it flying out, quickly stood up and ran over, carefully holding its primordial spirit. Holding it in his hand, he lowered his voice nervously and asked, "An Xiaomo, can husband Xiao Chen come back to life as long as he instills vitality into him? Is he really not dead?"
"Yes, master... The master is still alive. Didn't you see... Is the Nine Nether Fires all right?" An Xiaomo finally stabilized his figure, and said with difficulty: "It... it is the same as me, it lives in the The primordial spirit in the master's body, if the master... is really dead, then we... can't survive the same, so you have to hurry... to act... "
An Xiaomo tried to explain while panting heavily, the color of the black mist was also gradually fading, showing that its primordial spirit was constantly being worn down, and at the end, even the voice became very weak, fortunately The fight between Yue Shaoqun and Miss Luan was a little far away, so the girls heard what it said.
Hong Zhu carefully put An Xiaomo back to Xiao Chen's side, then exchanged a glance with Tang Tang, stretched out his hand against Xiao Chen's pulse gate without hesitation, and began to infuse vitality into him.
Although Xiao Chen's body was still scorching hot like a red-hot iron, which made the palms of the two women burn red, but they didn't mind at all, letting their palms go numb from the pain, and the sweat on their foreheads rolled However, he still gritted his teeth and persisted.
(end of this chapter)