Zhi Ying remembered that Little Golden Crow said that the reason why the clone was so perfect was because of the spells taught by the emperor. Most of the cultivation methods taught by the emperor were weird, and the same was true for the spells, including many forbidden spells.

Most of these spells passed down from ancient times were born during the Six Realms War. They were extremely effective, but also came at a very high cost. Therefore, they were classified as forbidden spells in later ancient times and shelved on the shelf.

She knows this because she often goes to Tianquan Tower.

At present, this restriction embodies almost all of Xiao Jinwu's cultivation. The ordinary soul clone cannot be stronger than the main body. If it is a forbidden technique, there is only -

Dharma gives birth to everything!

The kind of forbidden technique that requires burning your cultivation as the price!!

Zhi Ying suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. She was shocked, angry and hateful. She was shocked that he had set up a barrier and used forbidden techniques at the same time. She was angry that he acted wantonly and ignored his own life in order to stop her. She hated herself for being careless and not recognizing it in time.

That was the clone that led to the current situation.

After all, I still hate myself more.

She looked straight at the people in front of the cave, slapped the golden feathers hard, and shouted hoarsely, "A Xiao, you can't do this!"

"That's all I can do!"

Little Golden Crow did not look back, and his body still acted as the treasure of fire to support the mirror barrier and repair the sky. The sound of his spiritual consciousness reverberated through his mind, and he said word by word: "I will not let you die."

Calm, stubborn, decisive, firm in belief, there is no turning back.

"If this continues, you will die!!"

If you lose your true fire and cultivation, you will be no different from ordinary people. When the backlash from the barrier comes, how can you defend yourself?

She desperately went against fate, trying to change the tragic prophecy of Wenxindong, but now the person she wanted to save had to trade his life for her own?

How ironic!

Can't be like this, can't...

Weaver Ying closed her eyes and tried her best to calm down.

A desperate decision, a restriction forged by a lifetime of cultivation. If she forced her way out, she would definitely hurt him.

He knew her too well and knew she would never do this.

Is there any other way to get out without hurting him? There must be, there must be!

Zhi Ying slowly opened his eyes, and unexpectedly a flash of silver jumped into his field of vision. His eyes suddenly froze, and gradually became radiant.

Coming from the same source, perhaps...

She put her fingertips against the silver beads on the branches and summoned with her spiritual consciousness: "Yayoi."

"Owner."

"Help me one last time."

Yayoi was silent for a moment, then responded: "...Yes, Master."

A brilliant light as thin as a hair emerged from the pale red fingertips and disappeared into the silver bead in an instant.

After a while, the thin thread drilled back into the flesh and blood. The sudden influx of burning pain made Zhi Ying frown deeply for an instant. When she slowly got used to the pain, she stared at the branch-tangled ring again, the pearly light.

The golden touch has disappeared.

It's over, it should be over long ago.

She put her palm against the golden feather, but before she could move, the dark west part of the sky was suddenly filled with a dark color. With a rough sweep, there were hundreds of people. The slender body of the leader was wrapped in a white robe and silver armor, as if

In the dark night, there was a chilling cold light as the sword was unsheathed.

Seeing this group of people running towards the sky cave with great momentum, Zhi Ying hurriedly stopped him: "Don't move rashly! He is repairing the sky, you can't disturb it, otherwise, all the efforts will be wasted!"

Hearing the sound, Ju stopped briefly, and the gods behind him also stopped and stared.

Little Golden Crow is using itself as a matchmaker, using the pure power of true fire to maintain a barrier.

In front of the barrier, the dark blue night tore open a scar as huge as a ravine, and the torrent gurgled out from there, contaminated with turbid breath, turning into foul-smelling black water, spreading in all directions, poisoning the world.

The scar is still tearing outward, but it cannot be denied that it is healing inwards at a faster rate and continues to heal.

He came after Shadow Weaver, and he is here to block the flood, so...

Ju Lue looked around and focused on a pair of folded golden wings far away from the torrent.

Fei Lian, who came with him, had never seen the scene at Buzhou Mountain, but he had seen the grand golden rain oath, so he felt something about it. He stared at the golden wings and still called out with some uncertainty: "Qing Yun?"

Only then did Zhi Ying realize that within the restriction set by Little Golden Crow, she could see people outside, but people outside could not see her.

Sure enough, it has been planned for a long time...

A wry smile spread at the corner of his lips, Weaving Shadow caressed his heart, and the pain between his brows disappeared inch by inch.

Putting his palm against the inner wall of the golden feather, he shouted: "Open!"

The finely woven and densely packed golden feathers trembled as if they had been scratched, and then turned into blurred golden light powder, slowly disappearing in the dark blue curtain.

Little Golden Crow's eyes were filled with astonishment.

How could it be? Unless he takes action himself, unless he dies, no one can break the golden feather restriction. How can it be broken?!

How the hell did you untie it!!

Weaving Shadow walked out of the fading light, with a picturesque look on his face and a determined expression, sweeping over the gods on the opposite side one by one. There were gods and immortals in this group of people, but they were all different, and they were all proficient in the five elements.

The leader of all clans in the art of magic, and the five elements of divine power are equal, she has some concerns about Ju Lue's plan in her heart.

"Are you all here for the Heavenly Cave?"

"Exactly." Fei Lian said, "The floods are causing trouble and the six realms are in turmoil. We, the gods, should work together to fight against the disaster."

This is to ask her to stand on a united front with New Heaven.

Weaving Shadow was not sloppy, turned slightly sideways, raised his hand to lead to the mirror barrier: "I can purify the turbid breath, please."

The people from the New Heaven Realm were about to step forward when they suddenly heard a thunderous shout: "Slow down!"

The gods followed the sound.

Little Golden Crow pursed his lips tightly, and his body did not move at all. Just standing there was enough to give people a heavy pressure. Even those who were also gods felt that their whole bodies were stiff and it was difficult to move.

He stared at the crowded crowd and fixed his eyes on one person: "Ju Lue, if you still have the heart, don't let her get close to here, let alone ask her for help, otherwise you and I will regret it for the rest of our lives!"

What he said was unclear and made people confused.

Some people who couldn't stand him criticized him: "Scaremongering! You evil god has always been erratic in dealing with things, and you don't even know when to do whatever you want!"

A sharp look flashed across Zhi Ying's eyes. She looked at Ju Lue and her tone was quite calm: "Feng Shi just said that we work together as one, does your Majesty agree with that?"

Anticipating what she was going to do, Ju paused for a moment and said softly: "It should be so."

"Okay, you can get out."

Zhi Ying raised her cloud sleeves slightly, and a figure was lifted out from the crowd opposite. Without even looking at it, she turned around indifferently, stepped into the void, and walked toward the people under the cave.

Being expelled in front of everyone, the man felt humiliated, stared at her back, and asked in a deep voice: "Sir Qing Yun, what do you mean by this!"

Weaver Shadow didn't look back, and his steps remained unchanged: "The Water God of the New Heaven Realm allowed the tsunami to rage in the east of Zhongshan Mountain until the disaster spread to Fuyu Mountain, and the Shui Tribe asked the Yingfu Palace for help before he did anything. He neglected his duties and despised the living beings. What is his crime?

"My husband single-handedly opened the mirror barrier to block the torrent, benefiting the common people and making contributions to the Six Realms.
Chapter completed!