Watching Chen gradually weaken and watching the baby gradually improve is a kind of torture like an ant bite.
Xia Qiu could only watch Chen's wounds burst open again and again, give him spiritual spring water, and let him keep six thousand years of purple ginseng in his mouth to save his life...
And his cultivation level of Moxuan level hurts his vitality greatly, Moming level, Youming level... Maybe Chen's current cultivation level is already unstable, so the realm keeps falling, eyes closed, half leaning in Xia Qiu's arms, losing too much source of life, Chen now only has half of his instinctive consciousness left.
Mo Qi, Dan Baobao, and Chen's painstaking efforts were like a saw-saw balance. They were originally evenly matched, but the accident happened suddenly again after Chen gradually weakened.
Dan Baobao suddenly became active, blood overflowed from Chen's heart, no need for Xia Qiu's transfer, it floated in the air and then fell directly on the mandala, and then the huge black air suddenly spiraled into a bigger tornado, and swooped down from the sky.
"Chen! Chen!"
It seemed that he lost consciousness due to the sudden change. No matter how Xia Qiu called, Chen closed his eyes and leaned against her arms, but did not respond.
And watching the demonic energy pouring into the mandala again like a tornado, all the previous efforts were in vain! Chen's efforts are in vain, the baby will still explode and die! And it's all her fault!
Overwhelmed with self-blame and despair, hugging Chen, watching the demonic energy sweeping down, Xia Qiu curled his lips in self-deprecating, kissed Chen in his arms, closed his eyes, and waited for the cruel end of all this.
But the demonic energy that descended suddenly lifted her up, like a pair of gentle people, sweeping around her, active and intimate.
Ma Ma ~ Ma Ma ~
They seemed to have a spiritual consciousness calling her, and they kept clenching into her body, and the devilish energy passed through the meridians of her body, but they were not blocked.
At this time, Xia Qiu's realm began to soar again.
The seventh level of Nascent Soul, the first level of distraction, the second level, the third level...
The first level of Mahayana, the second level...
Transcending Tribulation first level, second level, third level...
The majestic power comes from the demon world, but it is so intimately entwined around her, there is no need to deliberately cultivate it, they have spontaneously settled between Xia Qiu's eyebrows.
Demons have primordial spirits, but no dantians.
At that moment, the natal pearl between Xia Qiu's eyebrows began to shine brightly, the white light seemed to illuminate the earth, and in the natal space, a soft white light shrouded the breath soil and the spiritual spring.
In addition to the white light, the black demonic energy and the isolated black iron essence fused together, like a fiery black rock flow, slowly expanding towards the surrounding gray chaos.
Even if Xia Qiu shared the devilish energy that drained the devil world, it still couldn't be absorbed.
Because he had been very close to the devil energy before, when the blood was fully awakened, the baby egg would naturally be able to manipulate the devil energy and infuse it into Xia Qiu to improve Xia Qiu's cultivation.
With Xia Qiu's own realm, the seventh level of Nascent Soul is the ultimate, but what she has is the body of the demon flower, which comes from chaos, and the birth and death of thousands of years has already made her qualified to ascend.
But he didn't want to become a god, so Xia Qiu stopped.
"Ma Ma, do you want to help your man too?" The immature voice rang directly from the bottom of Xia Qiu's heart. After all, Chen saved it so much just now, and Baby Dan still feels distressed.
Landed on the ground, picked up Chen, looked at his unconscious and pale face, and stroked Chen's outline, but Xia Qiu refused, "Don't help him, this is just right."