In the Heavenly Dao Pearl, Feng Jueyu continued to sprinkle handfuls of crushed Holy Treasure Great Pill powder on Qiye's injured area like crazy, while using his other hand regardless of the injury.
Use all your divine power to inject life essence into Qiye's body.
The effect of the Great Turning Elixir was slow to develop, so Feng Jueyu could only use his own divine power to help Qiye activate the refining. Moreover, at this time, it was easier to deal with external injuries, but he had no intention of injuring the dragon marrow.
There is no other way but to resign oneself to fate and wait for the Great Transformation Elixir to stop the flow of dragon marrow first.
Because of this, Feng Jueyu couldn't even care about his own injuries, and in less than a moment, a large pool of blood flowed out.
In this way, under Feng Jueyu's full treatment, the Great Turning Immortal Pill lived up to its use and exerted an astonishing effect. After about a stick of incense, Qiye's dragon marrow stopped flowing out, and the wound showed signs of healing.
To Feng Jueyu's relief, Qiye actually opened his eyes.
The fist-sized eyes blinked with difficulty, Qiye grinned, revealing a mouth full of fangs, then tilted his head and passed out.
"Qiye..." Feng Jueyu roared urgently, and quickly activated the divine power in his body to check Qiye's injuries, but at this moment, the vitality in Qiye's body was extremely weak, and he could not recover on his own even if he wanted to.
Feng Jueyu, who was anxious and anxious, sat on the spot and was fretting. At this moment, an idea came to his mind, and he immediately took a small piece of the wood marrow core that looked like residue from Wu Zhanguang and held it in his hand.
I took one look at it and crushed it without thinking.
"puff!"
The core of the wood marrow shattered in response, and several emerald-like streams of light suddenly sprang out from the core. Feng Jueyu gathered the energy of the five elements to control all these emerald-jade streams of light in the palm of his hand. In an instant, he felt an extremely powerful force.
The powerful life force flows between the fingers.
Wu Zhanguang said that the core of wood pith is the most precious treasure of life. A small piece can increase longevity and bring people back to life. It is the best treasure in the world.
Therefore, in desperation, Feng Jueyu didn't care whether the core of wood marrow really had the effect Wu Zhanguang said, as long as he could bring Qiye back from the door of hell, he would give up any good thing.
"Crack!"
Holding the life force of the wood marrow core with one palm, Feng Jueyu pressed hard on Qiye's wound, and then activated his divine power to forcefully drive this unusually majestic life force into Qiye's body.
, using the original divine power to boost this life force, it circulated back and forth in Qiye's body.
After half a stick of incense, Feng Jueyu lost too much blood and felt dizzy. However, he did not stop the movements of his hands. Instead, after a slight delay, he directly used Si Xingjie's method to forcibly stimulate the potential in his body and recover.
Divine power.
After three breaths, Feng Jueyu regained his energy. He quickly tapped his body a few times to stop the bleeding wounds, and then continued to promote Qiye Qi and blood, digesting the life force of the core of the wood marrow and the medicinal power of the Great Zhuanteng elixir...
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Outside the Heavenly Bead...
The middle-aged Xianping and his two followers stared blankly at the Tiandaozhu for a long time. The three of them took out sharp magic weapons and took turns hacking at the Tiandaozhu.
The roaring sound was endless, and the three of them chopped for nearly a stick of incense. The three magic weapons were all curled up, but there was no scratch on the Tiandaozhu. This made the three of them extremely exhausted and shocked Mo Ming.
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"Master in charge, this seems to be a space magic weapon."
"Nonsense, don't you know it's a space magic weapon? But no matter how strong the damn space magic weapon is, the three of us took turns chopping up nearly a stick of incense without even a scratch?" Middle-aged Xianping
He cursed angrily.
The follower said: "Master in charge, this magic weapon is weird. As far as I know, most of the space magic weapons in the world are fragile. Why is this magic weapon so hard? Is this a legendary holy weapon?"
After being reminded by his personal attendant, Xianping's eyes lit up and he ordered: "Stop, don't cut it, this is a treasure."
As he spoke, he happily picked up the Heavenly Dao Bead from the ground, played with it in his hand and said, "I didn't expect that this kid actually has a sacred weapon on him, a space sacred weapon. Damn it, it's really true this time."
Make a lot of money."
"Congratulations, Master, for getting this sacred weapon. Master, you will be able to ride on the dragon and the tiger, and make great progress in your cultivation." One of his followers quickly flattered him, causing Xianping to laugh.
The other person said worriedly: "Master in charge, I think we should not be happy too early. Since this person can hide in this bead when his life is dying, it means that he is not dead yet. What if?
If he comes out again, then we..."
Xianping was just happy. When Leng Buding heard these extremely depressing words, his face immediately tightened and he said: "You know what the hell, that guy was hit by my blue crystal divine sword and pierced his heart. Even if the true god is alive, he can't do it."
Survived, I think, this person is now waiting for death in the Space Sacred Vessel. Even if he is alive, he is just struggling to his death. Does he still dare to come out? Can he come out? "
The personal attendant who had previously flattered him quickly echoed: "What the Master said makes sense. General Han, I think you are too worried. Didn't you also clearly see that the sword was in the center? If you don't die like this, he really takes it personally."
Is it a god? What's more, even if he doesn't die, he won't be the opponent of the Master in a short time. As long as the Master takes this bead back, slowly refines it, and erases the imprint of the soul in the holy vessel.
Isn't it the same for this person, whose life and death are under the control of the master in charge?"
"Haha..." Hearing this, Xianping laughed triumphantly, looked at the former with admiration and said: "Lu Jin is right, damn, I, the dignified chief minister of Ziguang Pavilion, am still afraid of him."
Boy, his life and death are now in my hands. If he doesn't come out, I will make his life worse than death... Let's go... we can go back..."
After Xianping finished speaking, he put the Tiandaozhu in his arms. As he started, he remembered something and suddenly asked: "Hey, by the way... I asked you to summon the two chiefs, have you done it?"
"It's done, Manager Ma and Manager Lin are already on their way..." the attendant responded casually.
"Haha, then let's send them another message so that they don't have to come over. I have already killed the spies. What else will I use them for? Let's go..."
"Yes." Following the order, he took out the jade talisman of communication and issued two spells in succession, and then the three of them stood up and prepared to leave.
It was at this moment that the Tiandao Bead on Xianping's waist suddenly emitted an extremely dazzling ray of light. The eyes of the two relatives around Xianping went blank, and then two giant flying swords suddenly shot out from Xianping's body.
Flying out, bringing with it gusts of wind and thunder.
"puff!"
"Crack!"
A giant black flying sword pierced the forehead of one of the followers with lightning speed, directly killing the soul, turned into a black light, and flew away far away.
Another follower was cut in half by a sharp white sword, and blood and lungs and intestines flowed all over the floor.
The sudden change occurred, and middle-aged Xianping didn't react at all. When he felt the Tiandao Pearl on his waist move, two followers of the Great Perfection of Qiankun had died tragically in front of him.
"call!"
A gust of cold wind blew by. Only then did middle-aged Xianping realize that something was wrong. When he rushed forward, he reached out and grabbed the Tiandaozhu. Who would have thought that a burst of suction force would come, and the Tiandaozhu would suddenly fly towards him, snap?
With a sound, it fell into the palm of a figure behind him.
"Damn it, I have been running rampant in the world of cultivation for hundreds of years, and I have never experienced such an embarrassing experience. I didn't expect that I was almost ruined today at the hands of a shameless person like you. My Qiye saved my life countless times, but you almost killed me.
Kill me, you tell me how I can deal with you so that I can eliminate the hatred in my heart."
Behind the middle-aged Xianping, Feng Jueyu's green robe was stained with blood, and he looked at him fiercely with a ferocious look on his face.
"You, you're not dead?" Middle-aged Xianping suddenly turned around and saw Feng Jueyu standing in front of him alive, his mouth wide open in shock.
"You want me to die? It's a pity that God won't accept me." Feng Jueyu had a weird smile on his lips, suddenly swayed his shoulders, moved three hundred feet in the blink of an eye and flew in front of Xianping, raised a palm and struck hard
I patted it down.
"call!"
Xianping subconsciously raised his hand to block it, because he had no weapon in his hand at the moment, and Feng Jueyu was coming so fast that he had no chance to be fully prepared to meet the enemy. He could only rely on his years of training experience to raise his arm to prepare.
Received Feng Jueyu's palm.
But he underestimated Feng Jueyu's strength from the beginning. Standing in front of him was a guy with extremely strong physical strength. Feng Jueyu's palm seemed ordinary, but in fact, it contained the inner rage and "
The great essence of two physical arts and magical powers: "Emperor's Palace of Life" and "Zhenwu Shengji".
With a palm shot, Xianping's arm was raised, and then there was a snap. Xianping's arm was hit by Feng Jueyu and exploded on the spot, with blood and broken bones flying into the air.
"ah……"
Xianping covered half of his arm and screamed heartbreakingly. He couldn't even think of resisting, and he had no time to adjust his mentality.
Feng Jueyu, who was so angry that he gritted his teeth, rushed forward, cursed viciously, and punched Xianping fiercely for the second time.
"boom!"
The technique of Qi Chong Jue combined with the unparalleled power of the fist, the middle-aged Xianping had almost no power to fight back. His intact left shoulder hit Feng Jueyu again, and with a loud noise, half of Xianping's body was struck by Feng Jueyu.
Yu smashed it to pieces with one punch, and the entire arm was like an arrow from the string, and flew out in an instant.
"You bastard, with your skills as a three-legged cat, without a sneak attack, are you my opponent?"
"Bang!"
The sound broke, the punch fell, and a large piece of Xianping's door collapsed. His nose and mouth were almost stuck together, and his face was covered in blood and flesh.
"This punch belongs to Qiye. If you hurt my beloved pet, I will peel off ten layers of your skin."
"Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng!"
The old fist that penetrated the sky was swung one after another. After ten punches, the middle-aged Xianping was beaten to death by Feng Jueyu with the old fist. His body was dismembered and turned into flesh. He was so dead that he could no longer die.