He slowly retracted his arm, but not quickly because he didn't dare to look. That was hope, and the greater the hope, the more afraid he was!
"brush!"
He pulled his arm back from the evil dragon's head, his five fingers still tightly clasped together, his heart was pounding wildly, he had never lost control like this before, but at this moment, he could no longer suppress his throbbing heart.
"Xiaozhu... I already have the inner elixir, the thing that is crucial to awakening you."
He slowly spread out his hands, but when he saw the thing inside, he was stunned for a moment, his pupils constricted, and the ecstasy on his face suddenly disappeared, followed by an expression of disbelief, his face turned from white to red, and then from red to white, and then he took two steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pu" sound.
“Why, why!”
"Why give me hope, but let me be disappointed in the end?" He suddenly murmured and stepped back. An extremely strong murderous aura suddenly burst out from his body. This murderous aura controlled his consciousness in just a few breaths.
Bang bang bang!
His hands felt weak, as if he had lost his soul. The thing he had been holding in his hands suddenly fell into the cave, hitting the ground with a crisp ticking sound!
"Why!"
He was like a madman, with flying red hair and a ferocious armor. Looking at the evil dragon in front of him that had been dismembered by him, the violence in his heart became even stronger. He flashed his ring and immediately summoned a flying sword with a flashing cold light from it.
"Die..."
At this moment, he is no longer himself, but a zombie, a real zombie, a peerless hero who kills without blinking an eye.
Boom!
There was a loud bang in the cave, and under the infusion of his magic power, the flying sword suddenly began to buzz, and then flew rapidly in the air.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
With a loud roar, he swung his sword to chop at the corpse of the evil dragon in front of him. Even so, he was still angry. He threw away the flying sword, retracted his fingernails, and immediately turned his palm into a fist, and hit the corpse hard.
“Why… why! Ah!”
He knelt on the ground, tears streaming from his eyes, his face full of anger and loss. He punched the ground again and again, and the already turbulent cave suddenly shook violently, and it was showing signs of collapsing.
He was in a trance, with hallucinations appearing before his eyes. He seemed to see Zhu Xuezhu, watching her slowly moving away from his sight, and then slowly disappearing. He reached deep into his hands woodenly, wanting to catch that illusion in his palms...
Boom... The picture shattered, and the illusion in his eyes disappeared instantly.
This was simply a mixture of great joy and great sorrow. He owed Zhu Xuezhu so much that he could never repay her in his lifetime. Before, he thought he had obtained the crucial thing that could wake her up.
Therefore, his mind was out of control for a moment and he was suddenly ecstatic. However, when he took out the evil dragon's inner elixir and took a look, he immediately found something wrong.
Only at this moment did he understand why the evil dragon was not dead, and it turned into a golden light and tore through the void.
The inner elixir is a unique thing of monsters, just like the golden elixir of human cultivators. It is the essence of the body. A wisp of soul has entered it. The energy contained in it is terrifying.
If it self-destructed, it would be enough to destroy the world. However, this evil dragon met Feng Qingyang when it was molting, and because of its anger, it forcibly mobilized its magic power, resulting in it not even having the chance to self-destruct.
But precisely because he did not self-destruct, he was not completely dead. As long as the golden elixir was not destroyed or was not used to refine by some people, there was a chance of resurrection for those who had entered the golden elixir stage.
This evil dragon, however, was at the peak of Dayao, and was only a step away from breaking through the realm of the Heavenly Demon. Therefore, half of his inner elixir had already turned into a demon elixir, and the appearance of the demon elixir immediately absorbed half of his life essence into it.
Although Feng Qingyang shot it to death with three arrows, he did not kill it completely. Due to his carelessness, the evil dragon did not know what secret technique it used at the last moment, and actually absorbed all the essence in the inner bladder, and tore through the void to escape. Then it left behind the empty shell of the golden elixir to confuse Feng Qingyang.
Therefore, when Feng Qingyang, who had been slowly regaining confidence, realized that what he had in his hand was just a useless empty shell of an inner elixir, his mind suddenly became distracted again, and his whole body was controlled by the evil spirit, causing him to go crazy in the cave and go berserk.
"Why..." After an unknown amount of time, he finally calmed down. He was still kneeling on the ground. The cave began to collapse, and huge rocks fell on him. If he didn't leave, he would be buried alive.
Boom…
At this time, a huge roar sounded in the cave. The cave above collapsed suddenly, but at this moment, Feng Qingyang suddenly came to his senses, sucked the inner pill that had turned into an empty shell into the ring, and then his body flashed and turned into a rainbow light and disappeared in the cave.
When he appeared again, he had returned to the valley. At this moment, the valley was desolate, as if it had suffered a devastating disaster.
There wasn't even a leaf to be seen within the countless miles, as everything was corroded by the overflowing dragon breath.
call…
He landed gently on the ground, looking at the desolation all around with an indifferent expression. He just stood there quietly, forgetting the time and forgetting that his wedding was only one day away.
Whoosh whoosh…
Soon, flurries of snow began to fall all around. It was already midwinter, and almost a year had passed since he arrived here.
Time flies by like a white horse, slipping quietly through my fingertips. When I look back, it seems that too long has passed... too long...
He stretched out a hand and caught the blood flower that fell on his palm. It was sharp and sharp, and although it was small, it was blooming with its own unique brilliance...
"Snow Bamboo..."
He whispered to himself, as if recalling the past. He and Zhu Xuezhu had not known each other for long, but she had entered the deepest part of his heart in a short period of time.
Looking at the falling snowflakes, scenes suddenly flashed through her mind, including her and him at the lake in the ghost market in the dark night, her lively eyes, and her ethereal temperament.
It was under her influence that Feng Qingyang was able to enter the heavenly realm that all practitioners dreamed of, and even comprehended the classic Maoshan technique - drawing talismans in the void!
The two of them didn't talk much, but he knew that she was the only one who could deeply understand his heart, like a beauty, and more like a confidant...
When I think of her lying in my arms, I would rather die than say that I love you, so why would I die...
"ah!"
He let out a huge roar on the spot, the sound was violent, but it seemed extremely desolate in this desolate valley. Hope was just within reach, and there was almost a chance to wake him up.
But that glimmer of opportunity slipped away quietly, leaving him with only endless regrets.
"Never mind. Ten years of energy has only lasted for a year. Maybe I am too impatient..."
Looking up at the sky, there was his persistence, because there was Zhu Xuezhu's face!