A drop of crystal tears slowly slipped from the corner of the ghost's eyes, and fell into the dirt on the already devastated mountain top with a 'ta' sound.
Ye Feng hugged the ghost's body and knelt down. He could feel that the vitality in the ghost's body was flowing away rapidly, like the ebbing tide going towards the endless abyss. He was filled with grief and anger, bared his teeth and cracked his teeth, and the grief in his heart was like
A volcanic eruption spread throughout the body.
"Ghost, ghost, don't talk. Nothing will happen to you, absolutely!"
Ye Feng roared angrily, his whole body was surrounded by laws. Even though he was seriously injured and was on the verge of collapse without any strength, he did not hesitate to refine his own blood essence and blood, condensed it into blood-stained laws and divine chains, and injected them into the ghost's body as quickly as possible.
The speed consumes the black runes remaining on the ghost's wounds.
The black runes carried a dark demonic power, destroying the vitality of the ghost. Ye Feng roared, with grief and anger on his face, and a large number of golden runes filled the air and merged into the body of the ghost, even if it was consumed
Despite his true nature, he wanted to revive the ghost. He owed this woman a lot.
"Young Master, don't waste your original essence and blood. This, this is what the ghost should do. Maybe in the future, I, I can no longer guard, guard..." The ghost said intermittently, Ye Feng injected a large amount of law god
The chain and her own vitality kept a glimmer of life in her body, but it still couldn't withstand the speed of the life flowing through her body.
"Ghost, don't talk. Nothing will happen to you. Trust me, nothing will happen to you!" Ye Feng's voice was sad. He spoke loudly, but his eyes began to get wet.
At this time, Gu Sanniang, Fang Yimeng, Shen Shuirou, Lan Tuotou and Xiaodao, Lonely Qiuzhan, all of them gathered around. Looking at the horrific wounds on the ghost's body, their expressions were gloomy, and their faces were filled with grief.
color.
"Ghost, you'll be fine, just don't talk!"
Gu Sanniang knelt down, with tears in her eyes. She reached out and held the ghost's hand, but it was so cold.
"Old Long, come out here. You must have a way to save the ghost. There must be a way, right? Come out here!"
Ye Feng roared, tears falling from his eyes, mixed with the blood on his face, showing unspeakable sadness and pain.
"Quickly, let her take this drop of true dragon medicine!"
At this time, the ancient dragon boiled out from the dragon pattern ring, and a white porcelain jade bottle appeared and was handed to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng was startled, and then he was overjoyed. He almost forgot that there was a true dragon medicine in the dragon pattern ring. He took the white porcelain jade bottle, opened the bottle, and saw a drop containing endless divine aura and exuberance.
The life essence of the true dragon medicine liquid floats up.
Ye Feng no longer hesitated and quickly injected this drop of True Dragon Medicine into the ghost's mouth.
In an instant, the magical essence contained in the True Dragon Divine Medicine liquid flowed all over the ghost's body, and streams of life essence containing the origin of the magical medicine surged up in the ghost's body. Gradually, the black color on the ghost's wound
The runes were completely erased. The wound began to heal under the nourishment of the True Dragon Divine Medicine, but the ghost's eyes were tightly closed and never opened. She had no heartbeat or breathing, as if
As if completely asleep, he lay quietly in Ye Feng's arms.
"Old Long, what's going on, her, why hasn't she woke up yet?" Ye Feng asked, his tone hurried.
"She was severely injured and could not be saved originally, but the injection of the True Dragon Divine Medicine liquid kept a trace of vitality in her body. There is still a glimmer of vitality in her body, but this glimmer of vitality has become dormant. To put it bluntly,
She fell into a deep sleep. To completely arouse the vitality of her body, I am afraid that the medicinal properties of the ancient Yaochi Holy Spring and the Peach Sacred Tree will be needed." Old Long said.
"The Holy Spring of Yaochi? The Sacred Peach Tree?" Ye Feng was startled. He had never heard of these, but after listening to the old dragon's words, it seemed that the ghost could still be saved. He said in a deep voice, "So the ghost can still be saved, right?"
"If she can't find the Yaochi Holy Spring and the Peach Sacred Tree, she will always sleep like this." Old Long said.
"No matter what, at least there is still hope. No matter how difficult it is, I will save her!" Ye Feng said, looking at the quietly sleeping ghost, his heart seemed to be stung. He didn't know
Why was she so stupid that she flew over to block Tiansha's fatal blow before he died?
However, to be called stupid, this woman has been stupid for eighteen years, hasn’t she?
She has been guarding him since he was seven years old. Every year, if he encounters any danger, she will show up and stand in front of him regardless of her own safety.
This is no longer just a mission and responsibility, it also contains a deep emotion, right?
For so many years of protection, she gave up her best youth, but she has no regrets. Even though the total time she has spent with Ye Feng in the past eighteen years is less than half a year, in Ye Feng's heart, the ghost is no longer
His own guardian, but a dearest woman, a woman who is irreplaceable in his heart.
Without her protection back then, I wouldn't be where I am now.
"Ghost, you are too tired. Take a good sleep. You will wake up. I swear I will wake you up!" Ye Feng looked at Ghost's pale but delicate face and said softly.
"Brother, don't be too sad. Since there is still a glimmer of hope, we must find the holy medicine to revive the ghost no matter what." Xiao Dao said.
"Ye Feng, Xiaodao is right. You are so seriously injured, you need a good rest." Gu Sanniang said with tears in her eyes.
Ye Feng took a deep breath, looked at Xiaodao and the others, grinned, and said: "Brothers, thank you for your hard work. This battle was very difficult, but we still won. This is our victory. Who said that the Holy Land can be superior to others?"
Above all else? We use this victory to tell them that even the Holy Land cannot tolerate arrogance in front of us!"
Xiaodao, Lonely Begged for War, Young Master Tianxu and the others all smiled after hearing this, which somewhat eased the sad atmosphere caused by the ghost being seriously injured and falling into a deep sleep.
And Tiansha, this semi-saint master, was completely destroyed in form and spirit by the Thunder of Pure Yang that Ye Feng understood and evolved. Only a charred body fell to the ground.
This battle is destined to be recorded in the history of the monastic world. With the strength of the third heaven of the innate realm, he can fight a semi-saint and kill several masters of the ninth heaven of the innate realm. This is a god in itself.
trace!
"Everyone's injuries are very serious. Let's repair the injuries here." Ye Feng said. He took out three high-grade elixirs from the dragon pattern ring and asked Xiaodao, Lonely Qiuzhan and Master Tianxu to take them respectively.
They repair themselves and recover from their injuries.
And he took out three high-grade Spiritual Essence Stones and used the "Emperor Picture Overlord's Dragon Art" to absorb the vitality in the Spiritual Essence Stones, allowing his own vitality to recover a little. His precious body shone brightly, and a series of divine energy bloomed all over his body.
Xi, the golden runes of law wrap around his body, and some minor wounds are healing quickly.
However, he knew that his injuries were too serious and would never be repaired for a while. He did this just to regain his strength a little.
After Ye Feng's three great days of luck, he opened his eyes, and a sharp cold light bloomed in his eyes. He stood up and walked towards Elder Ao, who was lying on the ground and dying.