Cultivation of Immortality

The wind ball was shrinking continuously. Although Sijia could not feel the suffering of the wind dragon, she could roughly judge it. She stopped crying and began to look at Xun Yi affectionately, with a pair of blood-red red phoenix eyes full of love. The appearance of the pulse is difficult to imagine because such weird scenes are rare.

After firmly imprinting Xun Yi's appearance in his heart, Sijia slowly closed his eyes and said silently in his heart, "Farewell, Xun Yi..." Then he fiercely gathered his consciousness and suddenly looked towards that person. Just sweep away the ghost king! Divine consciousness is soul breath. Since the Yang soul can hurt Yin ghosts, then Divine consciousness should also have the same effect. Ordinary spells are not very effective against these evil ghosts. Sijia decided to give this ghost king a little at the cost of destroying his cultivation. Hurt, this is the only method she can think of.

As soon as the powerful spiritual consciousness passed through the wind ball, the Ghost King immediately evaded in a hurry and disappeared at the same time. He was really frightened by Sijia's fierceness. He never expected that Sijia would think of using such a method. Launch an attack.

Sijia's spiritual consciousness failed to hit the Ghost King, but it was unable to reach a ghost that was wandering behind the Ghost King. The indescribable pain caused by the loss of a large amount of his consciousness made Sijia dizzy, and it was difficult to control the remaining ghosts. of consciousness, and the remaining consciousness was quickly retracted like a burned arm.

Sijia fell down after shaking for a while. Such a huge loss of consciousness cannot be recovered in a short time. It was enough to make her cultivation level fall. Now she not only has no ability to attack again, but she is also extremely dizzy. Even her consciousness was a little blurry, but she still stretched out her hand with difficulty and grabbed the hem of Xun Yi's Taoist robe.

The Ghost King no longer condensed its figure. These two little things, which were only a hundred or two hundred years old, were each smarter than the other, and they were both fierce enough. Although it knew that it would be difficult for them to make any resistance, it still chose to be cautious and hide. Waiting quietly on the edge for the moment when Fenglong can no longer hold on.

After a while, the Ghost King felt that his head was a little big, because it noticed that Xun Yi seemed to be waking up. How could a young monk in the early stage of Yuanying possibly crack his method?

, which made it feel quite unbelievable. After thinking about it for a while, it placed its suspicion on Feng Long.

It guessed correctly. The relationship between the wind dragon and Xun Yi is far beyond the relationship between ordinary spiritual beasts and their masters. The pain the wind dragon endures is always stimulating Xun Yi's heart. At first, it felt like a gentle poke with a soft finger. As Feng Long's pain intensified, the finger gradually turned into a sharp needle.

When the Ghost King suspected Feng Long, Xun Yi's condensed consciousness had already swept towards it!

Xunyi noticed Sijia's condition as he gradually woke up. One look at Sijia's appearance and he judged that it was caused by a large loss of spiritual consciousness, so after he could gather his spiritual consciousness, he did the same. Whether he could hurt the Ghost King was secondary. He mainly wanted to faint like Sijia, so that he wouldn't have to watch Feng Long suffer for him. The sadness was unbearable for him.

The Ghost King easily dodged the divine consciousness that stabbed like a sharp sword, but when the divine consciousness followed him like a shadow, he realized that this kid could see him. This was a bit troublesome, although The consciousness that Xun Yi could muster was not very powerful, and it wouldn't cause much damage if it swept him. But after all, it wasn't good enough to compete with him. During the dodge, it dispatched the nearby ghosts and planned to use these. The ghost dispelled that divine consciousness.

Although the speed of his spiritual consciousness was much faster than Xunyi's body skills, he was still unable to catch up with the Ghost King. Seeing that more and more ghosts were gathering near the Ghost King, Xunyi reluctantly gave up and prepared to use his spiritual consciousness casually. Just bump into an unlucky person and make yourself faint.

A new situation occurred at this time.

The Ghost King suddenly disappeared. Xunyi subconsciously withdrew his consciousness. At the same time, his mind

A feeling that he had not seen for a long time came over him. He couldn't believe that the feeling was real, and he was stunned for a moment.

"Xunyi..." Sijia, who had recovered a little from the dizziness, struggled to pull Xunyi's robe to stand up. She wanted Xunyi to help her, but she saw Xunyi standing there with a changed expression. It seemed like he couldn't hear his own call at all.

At this time, the ghosts and ghosts surrounding them had dispersed.

"Jiangxiao... Jiangxiao! Jiangxiao!" Xunyi suddenly shouted, picked up Qi Sijia, and urged the wind dragon to rush forward like crazy!

"What are you talking about..." Sijia asked weakly. She looked at Xunyi in confusion, unable to guess what kind of power Xunyi had gained, because at this time Xunyi looked like a mighty madman. Not only did he no longer have the previous dejection, but he also lacked any composure. Sijia even suspected that he had been bewitched.

Xun Yi had no intention of explaining anything to her. After confirming that what he sensed was Ji Shu's true energy, he almost went crazy. He couldn't figure out why Jiang Xiao was here. The fire in his heart rushed straight to his forehead. No matter what, Jiangxiao cannot be allowed to die here, but how could he have the ability...

Seeing a group of fierce ghosts in front of him rushing towards the direction of Ji Shu's true energy, the fire in Xun Yi's heart became even more intense, and he desperately urged the wind dragon. In fact, he didn't need to activate the wind dragon at all. He was in a critical situation. When Fenglong sensed the existence of Jishu's true essence, he felt like he had found his own brother. He was no less eager to reunite with Jishu's true essence than Xunyi, and he had already clearly sensed that Xuantu's true essence was also there. coming.

Xunyi went crazy when he sensed Jishu's true essence and didn't care about anything else. After flying for a while, he felt the existence of Xuantu's true essence from Fenglong.

Brother is actually here too? ! After confirming that it was correct, the burning fire in his heart suddenly dropped by more than half, and then he became mad again.

Fortunately, Immortal Xiaoyao is also the King of Ghosts. Now he and Sijia are probably saved!

"It's reinforcements! My brother is here!" He was finally in the mood to explain to Sijia, but because he was too excited, he could only say two short sentences, and his voice was still trembling.

"Your brother?" Sijia didn't get excited immediately. It's no wonder that the brother she wanted to come to find Yi was just a monk in the late Yuanying stage. With a monk in the late Yuanying stage, it would be difficult to help. They were out of trouble, and she might still be trapped here. She knew very well how much this space suppressed cultivation. It would be good if the late Yuanying monks could exert their cultivation in the middle stage of Yuanying here.

"My brother is the Ghost King! And... and my wind dragon can also exert greater power!" Xunyi didn't notice Sijia's emotions. These were just words he said out of excitement.

"Ghost King!" Sijia's eyes suddenly gleamed this time.

"Yes!" Xunyi nodded vigorously, and then stared straight ahead without thinking of saying anything more.

"That... that... that's great..." Sijia wanted to ask more questions, but seeing Xun Yi's behavior, she held back. It would be great if he could be saved. She was so happy that she couldn't help but hug him tightly. Xunyi put her pretty face on his shoulder and tears of joy flashed in her eyes. She was so sad and happy. She had never cried a few times in her entire life, but today she cried again and again. Not to mention that there was hope of survival. Just giving her one more day to spend time with Xun Yi was enough to make her cry with joy.

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