The rolling black evil was everywhere, and Yue Ling's body rolled, covering it as if it was a hundred meters. The wind yelled, ghosts cried and wolves roared. Fortunately, it was in the deep mountains and unexpectedly affected others.
The medicinal power of Yinsha Pill is much stronger than that of Yinyuan Pill. Yinsha Pill is only refined by pure Yin herbs, while Yinsha Pill is refined by the rare Yinsha Crystal.
As a result, the effect of a Yinsha Pill is several times that of Yinyuan Pill.
Under the powerful medicinal power of Yinsha Pill.
Yue Ling's ghost body continued to strengthen and expand.
It became more and more solid, and there were signs of transformation into substance. After about ten minutes, the situation of the ghost energy turbulent and boiling water gradually stabilized.
In a gust of black fog, Yue Ling's body appeared, which was indeed more like a real existence than before.
Yue Ling clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Xiaoshan, for my cultivation has greatly increased."
Then he seemed to sigh: "It's a pity that I'm still a little short of it, and I can completely condense and turn into a ghost king."
Long Xiaoshan smiled and said, "Who said I only have one?"
As he said that, he took out another Yinsha Pill.
Yue Ling was stunned and immediately became ecstatic.
Long Xiaoshan threw the Yinsha Pill to Yue Ling again, and Yue Ling immediately swallowed the **** evil Pill, and then the ghost energy rolled up again. This time, it was even more violent than before. The black evil rolled, as if it was the sky.
The moon is covered.
Suddenly a black cloud condensed out of thin air in the sky. Long Xiaoshan's eyes shrank, and he felt that the black cloud came suddenly and seemed to be very pressured.
In the middle of the night, a dark cloud suddenly came on a cloudless sunny night, which was abnormal.
Suddenly, a purple light flashed in the black clouds.
A lightning of lightning with a faint purple color fell from the black clouds.
"Not good, it's a thunder disaster!"
Long Xiaoshan absorbed the blood Buddha inheritance and knew much more about Xuanmen monks than ordinary people. He knew that Xuanmen monks might lead to thunder tribulation, such as the real person tribulation between the great spirit master and the real person.
And ghost cultivators also have disasters.
Moreover, because ghost cultivation does not enter the six realms, it is an existence that violates the laws of heaven and is more likely to cause disasters, so the practice of ghost cultivation is far more difficult than human cultivation.
Similarly, ghost cultivators are far more difficult than human cultivating. What ghosts fear the most is thunder and lightning. Moreover, this is not ordinary thunder and lightning, but the thunder of heavenly tribulation. I am afraid that Yue Ling will be scattered under this thunder.
Long Xiaoshan rushed towards the purple thunder without thinking.
Boom!
Long Xiaoshan's body suddenly threw it out like a scarecrow hit by high voltage electricity.
Yue Ling was just now unable to move under the thunder of catastrophe, and even felt the aura of annihilation, extremely desperate. Unexpectedly, Long Xiaoshan would suddenly rush out to help him resist the thunder of catastrophe, and immediately roared: "Xiaoshan."
A spear was condensed and stabbed it into the sky.
After the catastrophe thunder bombarded Longshan, its power was greatly reduced, and the remaining catastrophe thunder fell down.
Yue Ling's body exploded violently.
Countless purple thunder silks as thin as hair flowed, and the scattered ghost bodies churned, and there were waves of roars in them, as if fighting against the purple thunder silk, and unyieldingly trying to condense.
A few minutes later, the purple thunder silk finally dissipated, and the ghost fog rolled, gradually condensed into a man with a face of seven feet tall, wearing ancient military armor, gold swallowing mouth, lion barbarian belt, and sling armor.
Tiger-toe boots, holding a spear in his hand, majestic.
"Small Hill!"
Yue Ling landed next to a person more than ten meters away like a howling roaring, and his tiger's eyes condensed.
Long Xiaoshan was charred all over.
His arms were almost completely shattered, and he fell to the ground and had no idea of life and death.
"Small Hill!"
Yue Ling lifted Long Xiaoshan and felt his heartbeat, so he quickly used ghost power to stimulate his heart.
Long Xiaoshan's body trembled for a moment and slowly opened his eyes.
"Xiaoshan, you are awake." Yue Ling's expression was refreshed.
"Brother Yue," Long Xiaoshan's bones were broken now. He condensed his spiritual sense, opened the space ring, took out a pill from it and put it in his mouth.
"Brother Yue, you send me back first, I want to heal my wounds."
Long Xiaoshan said.
Yue Ling nodded quickly, held Long Xiaoshan, rolled up a gust of wind, and soon fell into the farm, and sent Long Xiaoshan to the room. Yue Ling said gratefully: "Xiaoshan, I will never thank you for your kindness. I owe you a life.
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"Brother Yue, don't say it is so serious." Long Xiaoshan pulled his mouth open and wanted to laugh, but his whole body hurt so much. This thunder disaster was too terrible.
"You heal your wounds, I'll help you with it."
Yue Ling didn't say much. It would be false to say too much between men. Sometimes, just one sentence is enough.
In the past, there was more of a kind of exchange of interests between Yue Ling and Long Xiaoshan. Long Xiaoshan helped Yue Ling improve his cultivation, and Yue Ling helped Long Xiaoshan do things, but Long Xiaoshan risked his life to help him block the disaster. Yue Ling and
Long Xiaoshan's relationship changed.
Yue Ling's body was hidden in the void.
Long Xiaoshan sat on the bed with difficulty. He wanted to open his eyes several times but could not do it. Every time he mobilized his divine power, his eyebrows were tingling, which made his heart sank. His physical injuries were still the second.
The soul was severely damaged.
It’s also a blessing that his soul condenses into a divine body, otherwise his strength would have to block the thunder of the catastrophe.
The soul was injured, and he had no special medicine at all.
In other words, I'm afraid he will not be able to use his eyes for a while.
This is not good news for him.
Especially when facing the threat of Qiu family, Qiu Haishan will come to you at any time.
It is useless to think too much, and even though he was injured, Yue Ling's strength has increased greatly. Even Qiu Haishan doesn't need to panic. Of course, Yue Ling is his trump card, so if you can, you don't need it.
Since the soul injury cannot be recovered in a short time.
Let's heal the injury first.
Long Xiaoshan swallowed several healing pills in a row and felt an abnormal force in his body that was constantly destroying his body and hindering his body's recovery. It must be the thunder of the thunder that remained in his body.
If this power is not driven away, no matter how much pill he swallows, it will be useless.
Long Xiaoshan barely mobilized his true qi, but his meridians are now broken, and the little true qi touched the residual power of the thunder, which is undoubtedly a mantis arm to be in a chariot.
Can't even recover from physical injuries?
Long Xiaoshan was secretly anxious.
Constantly looking for various healing methods in your mind, it seems that they are not very suitable. In the end, it seems that only the Vajra Indestructible Art is useful. The Vajra Indestructible Art has the ability to temper the body and heal the wound. According to the inheritance of the Blood Buddha, this is the Buddhist sect.
The supreme body refining method must be practiced with the deepest level, and the true fire and ice must be tempered, and the sword is like walking on the sea of fire and the sea of fire.
Long Xiaoshan fell on the bed and pinched a solemn posture of treasure.
Start practicing the Vajra Indestructible Art.
A few hours later.
Long Xiaoshan was surprised to find that the Vajra Indestructible Art is indeed of some use.
The abnormal force is disappearing, and perhaps it is inappropriate to use it, but it is absorbed by the body.