Seeing Meng Qingying suddenly bounced up from her dying breath, a poem suddenly popped up in Qin Yi's heart: Sitting up in a dying illness, short and small...

No, it's a poem.

What was actually amazing was that I didn't expect that the Devil Crying Jade that Liusu was going to move away from under the Devil Crying Vine came in handy so quickly in the secret realm of the earth.

If you have luck, then luck is tassels.

Although it was less and less instructive, even this battle was silently helping to swallow its soul power, and without saying a word... It was because Qin Yi himself became more and more independent, but there was always a feeling of training him and running away, and he didn't want to interfere too much.

Qin Yi no longer remembers when this feeling began...

At this time, Meng Qingying was already holding the Devil's Crying Jade in his hand and began to cast spells. He could see the dark aura emitted faintly on the black jade, but the darkness was not the shadow, but like a circle of ripples, like the deepest dream in the darkest night.

That is the deepest true spirit in the sea of ​​living souls.

There is nowhere to cry from ghosts, but it leads to the underworld in the boundless vastness of the night.

The black flame mark on Meng Qingying's forehead suddenly lit up, and almost at the same time, a black jade-like mark appeared on the forehead of the dragon-shaped shadow in the sky. The two marks shone together, and suddenly it became as bright as the morning star.

This is to communicate with the underworld and reach the soul sea. Unless it is a powerful scheming, nothing can stop it. No matter what kind of tortoise shell or secret scheming is of no use.

If the dragon shape was just a virtual shape, but actually had no soul, no intelligence, and was just a concrete concept of virtual birth, then with the birth of this mark, its dark dragon eyes suddenly came alive and became a living creature.

Zheng Yunyi's heart was beating, and all the changes were only in an instant, and he suddenly realized that the dragon was out of control.

Looking down at the dragon's eyes, I found that the "flesh and flesh" on my body was being absorbed.

The dragon's eyes were furious, and the huge dragon body struggled wildly, roaring to the sky!

"roar!"

This is the first time since its emergence, except for the conceptualized "dragon roar", it has made a real sound, which is almost no different from a real dragon.

Zheng Yunyi used all his magic power and could no longer absorb any luck. Not only that, the luck that had been sucked for a long time only flowed back in an instant, and returned to the dragon body, forming its starlight and flesh.

The starlight became more and more dazzling.

Zheng Yunyi made a quick decision, immediately took the spell, and quickly sacrificed a flying sword to retreat decisively.

Just as he flew back, thousands of starlight burst out, blasting the pillars where he was standing into powder.

Zheng Yunyi was glad that he reacted in time. Although he was not sure what happened, he did not greed for regret and quickly escaped.

He is also a decisive person.

However, even people flew away inexplicably, he still felt something was wrong.

It's like the same feeling when luck is sucked back, something is still losing in the body.

This is... not only did I return the sucked luck, but I also sucked away the luck I should have? Isn't sucked until now?

"My God..." Zheng Yunyi finally couldn't help but swear and turned around and looked back.

Just as he turned his head, a light of escape came from nowhere, and it rushed towards him like a shocking lightning. Zheng Yunyi subconsciously avoided the right side, and his left shoulder was hit directly, and his whole body was knocked away like a gyro for more than ten miles without stopping.

There was also a curse coming from the light of the collision: "Whose baby is flying and looking back, it's bad luck!"

The luck was sucked away and even the flight crashed, and the bad luck was immediately effective.

"Puff..." Zheng Yunyi covered his bloody shoulders, injured and angry, and finally spit out a mouthful of blood and staggered back to the Immortal Palace. He wanted to ask his master how to deal with this bad luck!

Before he could fly out, the flying sword under his feet cracked with a "click". However, it was affected by the aftermath of the man's impact. This magic weapon used only to pretend to fly is not a real flying sword at all. It cannot withstand the aftermath and has been damaged.

Zheng Yunyi is the peak of Qinxin, but he can't fly. As soon as the flying sword broke, he fell down. Finally, his luck was not bad yet. There was no sharp rock below, just a jungle.

"Boom!" Zheng Yunyi fell heavily in a state of dust, and his whole body was almost disintegrating. Finally, he had some magic power to protect his body. Before falling to the ground, he even used a few magic spells to delay it, otherwise he would have fallen to death in this way.

I struggled for a while and couldn't bear the pain. The falling from high altitude is not a joke. My internal organs are seriously injured, and my whole body cannot be condensed at all. I am afraid that my injuries are not as light as Qin Yimeng Qingying. I will be lying for several days...

He shivered and fed himself a pill. Just as he closed his eyes and rested, the sky suddenly turned black and he looked over the heads of several black bears.

"My day..."

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Zheng Yunyi was in trouble there, and it was not Meng Qingying's operation, because Meng Qingying had already fainted.

Devil Crying Jade gave her a shortcut to communicate with the soul, but it did not mean that she had cured her wounds. On the contrary, because she had plucked up the last bit of spirit to drive the treasure to communicate with the soul, Meng Qingying was completely overdrawn to the point where she could not even support her for a moment and fainted on the ground.

The dragon of luck has landed on the ground, and its huge body covers the entire Qianlong Temple, not allowing anyone to get close to it.

The army and other Taoist priests who were about to enter the sight were all blocked. They were obviously surrounded, but the ruins under the dragon's belly became the safest place, a space for shelter from wind and rain.

Qin Yi lay there and thought for a while. At this time, he was injured and had no combat power. The dragon himself could not drive it. It was dangerous to leave. Instead, it would be more appropriate to recover here for a few days. And no matter what, he was fighting side by side with Meng Qingying, and he was still leaning on her dragon. He couldn't watch her faint in the ruins without any care. If no one was rescued, her injuries might die if they worsened.

Qin Yi reluctantly took a pill, sootheed a little, and then struggled to sit up. He turned to look at the scene of the ruins, pondered for a moment, then picked up Meng Qingying, arched his shoulders and drilled into the bottom of the ruins.

This was originally a huge combination of Qianlong Temple, Star Observatory and Underground Palace. The upper part was destroyed by their battle. There were many intact rooms under the Underground Palace, but not all of them collapsed.

He also had a map given by Lingxu. He knew that there was a pharmacy and a pill room in the underground palace. He could find some symptomatic elixirs and recovered under the protection of the Dragon of Luck.

There is a map here. Although the corridors are broken and blocked everywhere, the medicine room was quickly found. Fortunately, the medicine room is quite far from the battle center and is well preserved.

Qin Yi hugged Meng Qingying into the medicine room and sealed the door. The room suddenly became pitch black.

He put Meng Qingying down against the wall, and he also struggled to lean against the wall to breathe for a while. Meng Qingying leaned against his shoulder and breathed faintly.

But the fragrance is still there, lingering around the nose.

A small dark room without seeing the light of day, a woman who was unable to resist in her fainting could touch her shattered face with a slight tilt.

It is very similar to the environment in Minghe that time, and it is even more so... This kind of cognitive sense that no one knows about deceivers in the dark room is always testing the concentration of a normal man.

No one knows if he eats some tofu... If he is evil, it will be fine to take the opportunity to make Meng Qingying into a hot weapon. He has learned the Sutra of Great Joy and is quite aware of that kind of method.

It was Meng Qingying who was the culprit who had seriously injured Minghe at the beginning, which always made Qin Yi feel a sense of retribution in the cycle of cause and effect.

Of course he wouldn't do that.

He secretly rested for a while, but his first sentence was to look for Liusu: "Great, are you here?"

Liusu said: "Of course."

"But you haven't spoken and you always feel uncomfortable."

"You really want me to talk?"

"Why don't you want to speak?"

"Because at this kind of time, you definitely don't like to listen to what I say, and you can't do it, so you just don't say it."

"You know I won't listen again? Let's listen."

"I suggest you kill this woman. Because she has the lucky dragon as a puppet, she will be a terrible enemy once it is restored. If she still holds her old grudges, or suspects what you did while she faints... and even to erase someone who knows that she is in a mess, you may have to kill you again. You can't guess the thoughts of the demon. You can't use up all your cards at this time and you can't beat her. This is one of them."

“…What about the second one?”

"Secondly, she comes from the Wanxiang Senluo Sect, and she has many treasures on her body... Some of them are useful to you, and some are useful to me."

"This is your true intention."

"No matter which one is my true intention, will you do it?"

What a magic wand...the thinking has always been so evil.

Qin Yi did not answer, and turned his head slightly to look at Meng Qingying in the sleeping state. She was really powerless to resist at this time.
Chapter completed!