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Chapter 271 East China Sea Coast

In the midst of all the blood and spiritual light, the five-color light was like a small boat in the vast ocean. A shallow wave could easily topple it.

However, this ball of five-color light always floated unswervingly, slowly and steadily towards the edge of the magic circle.

Xiu Yuan outside the magic circle stared closely at this ball of light, and threw out the spell at the moment it left the magic circle.

Unexpectedly, a red-gold shadow flew towards the five-color light ahead of him, and in the blink of an eye turned into a dozen clusters of flames, tightly surrounding it and blocking his spell.

Xiu Yuan's heart sank, and he turned around to see Xiao Jinwu retracting his hand with an apology on his face: "Sorry Demon Lord, although you said you would protect Weaver Shadow, I am too narrow-minded and too suspicious. I am really worried that you will

She has gone back on her word. So, let’s wait until she comes out before I return the princess to the Demon Lord!”

"If you dare to threaten me, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get out of Guixu and escape from the demon world?"

Xiu Yuan released his pressure and immediately shocked the little Golden Crow to take several steps back.

Little Golden Crow stamped his feet violently to stop his retreat. His heart felt heavy as if he had been hit hard by a stone. He swallowed the sweet taste that rose up in his throat and suddenly smiled: "The Demon Lord has a heart as deep as a valley, and he is determined.

I won’t argue with an ignorant junior like me.”

His flattering yet self-deprecating words are truly scoundrel and shameful.

Xiu Yuan felt hatred and anger in his heart. He glanced at Sijin's soul floating leisurely in the five-color light. It looked quite appropriate, and the flame was always two inches away from the five-color light.

The five-colored rays of light were originally transformed into the cloud energy from the original power of Shadow Weaver. Whenever the flames move, they will first damage the cloud energy.

He looked at the woman in white on the white jade high platform. No, the white clothes were dyed a dazzling blood red by the blood. The same color blurred her face, but she remained still and did not even change her posture from beginning to end.

However, from a distance it looks like a human figure carved out of fine fire coral.

If she knew that such an outstanding and courageous junior appeared in the Yun Clan after she left, she would definitely be very happy...

Xiuyuan stopped to reflect and said to Xiao Jinwu: "I agree to you. If you do anything inappropriate, I will immediately let this girl be buried with the princess."

Little Golden Crow curled up the corner of his mouth and nodded kindly: "Don't worry, Demon Lord, if Zhiying successfully emerges from the battle, Chixiao will definitely return the princess's soul to Zhao intact."

After finishing speaking, he threw a beam of clear light between his fingers. The clear light hit the closed magic circle barrier. The barrier's light shone brightly, pushing the elders and Xuanzuo envoys out of the great formation.

Zhiying, who was under the Yingluo Seal, was completely unaware of the tense situation outside the magic circle. After sending Sijin's soul out, before the Queku Formation started to backfire, he set out to absorb the power of the magic circle with all his strength.

It was not easy for her to absorb half of the power of the magic circle just now, but now all the spiritual power poured into her body like a flood that broke off the gate, causing the small wounds that had not completely healed to crack open again.

Her clothes were once again soaked with blood, turning a bright cinnabar color.

But she didn't stop, and threw another handful of pills into her mouth, continuing to absorb the power of the magic circle.

Yayoi once said that the six realms of spiritual beings all came into being, and they can both resolve calamities and create calamities. The formation of the Queku Formation is the process of resolving calamities. If the positive and negative are reversed, the backlash of the Queku Formation means the creation of calamities.

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She just wants to use the backlash of the Queku Formation to create a calamity comparable to the calamity of being promoted to a god, so as to advance to the advanced level.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the power of the magic circle transmitted from the white jade platform, whether violent or gentle, was gradually weakening. Zhi Ying performed a Jing Zi Jue, then stood up and recalled the Ying Luoyin hanging above his head.

, withdrew the remaining original power inside, and the surrounding demonic blood energy immediately crowded towards her in an overwhelming force.

The next moment, the blood disappeared.

She looked around, seeing thousands of miles of darkness above her head, black clouds like weaving, and endless river water surging beneath her feet, with countless tiny ants struggling to survive in it.

Is this the calamity that the six realms’ spiritual beings brought to her through the Cherung Formation?

"Help! Someone save my child! Help the child!"

A woman's hoarse voice asking for help could be heard in the distance, and there was also the vague cry of a baby.

Zhi Ying suddenly woke up, and the white shadow flashed towards the sound source.

When I got closer, I realized that it was a woman who had been washed into the flood. She was holding an animal skin swaddling bag in her hands, and a little face that was red from crying was exposed in the swaddling bag.

She stretched out her arms and scooped the child into her arms. Just as she was about to pull up the woman soaking in the water, a wave suddenly hit her and swept the woman deep into the water.

The woman's words of thanks fell into silence before she could finish her words, leaving the child in her arms crying loudly, as if she wanted to try her best to retain her mother in her own way.

Zhiying held the child in her arms, feeling as if there was a ball of cotton stuffed in her heart, feeling a little stuffy and uncomfortable.

"A Yuan!"

A loud shout came from behind and she turned around.

The voice was made by a woman wearing a long skirt. As soon as the woman saw the child in her arms, she flew over in the air, opened the animal skin and looked at it. She saw that the child was crying vigorously, with a rosy face. She breathed a sigh of relief and said to the child.

She thanked: "Thank you for saving the child."

Shadow Weaver shook his head.

The woman asked: "Where is A Yuan?"

Zhiying's face looked a little ugly, and he glanced at the child: "Ayuan is... the mother of the child?"

The woman nodded.

Zhiying turned to look at the yellowing river below her feet, and said in a low voice, "I only had time to save the child."

"Is this so..."

The woman lowered her eyelashes, and a crystal suddenly rolled out of her eye sockets and fell into the river. When she raised her head, her face was calm, and she reached out to take the child in Zhiying's arms.

Unexpectedly, the child who was crying so sleepily started to cry loudly again as soon as he left Zhiying's hand. No matter how he was coaxed, he couldn't be coaxed. A trace of embarrassment flashed across the woman's face.

Perhaps feeling sympathy for each other, Zhiying looked at the child's red face and twitched his lips: "I'll hold him for a while first, and then I'll hand him over to you when he falls asleep."

The woman could only nod.

Zhi Ying quietly used the Sleeping Technique on the child and asked, "Where is this place? Who are you?"

The woman's voice was as gentle as the wind: "I am Feng Lixi, brother calls me Axi, you can also call me that. This is the coast of the East China Sea."

Zhi Ying immediately petrified on the spot. Isn't Feng Lixi the name of Emperor Wa?

This calamity actually dragged her to the era of Emperor Wa?! Return to the shores of the East China Sea?! Does this mean she is going to mend the sky and destroy the beasts?!

The exclamation marks and question marks in her mind were all doomed by spiritual beings from the six realms, or was she unfortunate enough to have traveled through time again? What should Ah Xiao do?

Seeing her stunned expression, Feng Lixi opened his mouth and breathed at her.

Pure fresh air hit her face, and she heard Feng Lixi ask herself: "What is your name? I have never seen you in the human world. You can control the wind. Are you a god or a demon?"
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