Life Control Chart

After a while, Shi Yu came to a quiet room under the arrangement of Wan Ling.

The little Gui Zhenhai was the only sober creature in the quiet room. He lay on the Yuanlong spirit egg, spitting blood drops from time to time into the spirit egg, and his expression looked extremely decadent.

Shi Yu walked into the quiet room, and Gui Zhenhai just looked up. He was not surprised to see that Shi Yu's cultivation was so low. He nodded and said nothing.

The clones of the Wu Emperor had merged, and they looked unharmed, but his muscles and bones swelled up from time to time, indicating that he was covered with hidden injuries.

And Jian Kaitian, who had sloppily and messily pieced together a human figure, piled up in a corner of the quiet room without any signs of life.

Mo Lu, like a piece of broken jade, fell beside my father, with a faint stream of light winding between the broken bodies.

Shi Yu groaned in his heart, grabbed Xiao Hei, who was coiled beside the Yuanlong spirit egg, and stuffed it into his arms. A small crack opened at Xiao Hei's mouth, and Xiao Hei instinctively put his mouth up and slowly sucked Shi Yu's blood.

Nothing can help Xiao Hei recover faster than Shi Yu's blood.

Turning back, Shi Yu asked Ling Xiao, who was standing behind him like a wooden stake, "Third brother, how much Yuan force do you have now?"

Ling Xiao only said the first sentence to Shi Yu at this time, but he did not answer Shi Yu's question, but stared into Shi Yu's eyes and asked: "Second brother, you were up there, did you see the eldest sister and Chunni?"

Zhu Yanlan also turned his head and stared at Shi Yu.

Shi Yu shook his head and said, "No, I was in a bad situation up there. I didn't do anything except cleanse and infuse you and kill one clone of Xuan Pan.

Sister Xinxin and Chunni, I think they should have escaped into the chaos and went to the Ten Thousand Worlds."

"Oh." Ling Xiao's eyes were slightly disappointed, and he said in a muffled voice, "I was chopped to pieces by Yu Luyao, and most of my strength was used to resist that sword energy. Now there are less than three million epochs of remnants in my body."

"Release all of them and pour them into my body! And you are not allowed to absorb spiritual energy to replenish your energy!"

Shi Yu settled Zhu Yanlan next to Jian Kaitian, and sat among everyone, with a large pile of divine energy falling in front of him.

Ling Xiao never asked the reason for Shi Yu's words, and immediately stood behind Shi Yu, pressed his palms on Shi Yu's shoulders and released rolling energy.

The energy, like the Yangtze River, rushed into Shi Yu's body and turned into a thin thread. One epoch of energy only condensed into a small drop of divine energy and accumulated in Shi Yu's body.

After practicing for an unknown period of time, when Ling Xiao fell softly behind Shi Yu, with only a weak force left in his body to maintain his life, Shi Yu unceremoniously pressed his hand on Ling Xiao's back, activated the Devouring Yuan Sutra, and drew out the last bit of his strength.

"Don't absorb spiritual energy!" Shi Yu warned again in a low voice.

Zhu Yanlan and Gui Zhenhai were startled by the hissing sound caused by the Devouring Yuan Sutra. They were both surprised, wondering why Shi Yu wanted to force Ling Xiao to death.

Ling Xiao did not resist Shi Yu's actions at all, lying on the ground without even struggling.

Although he did not understand why Shi Yu did this, since it was Shi Yu, he trusted him unconditionally.

Ling Xiao fainted the moment his Yuan power was completely exhausted. At the same time, Shi Yu groaned and blasted all his divine power into Ling Xiao's body.

Ling Xiao's body, orifices and soul sea, which had shrunk and dried up due to the lack of any Yuan power, shone brightly under the impact of pure divine power, as if hundreds of lightsabers burst out from his body and pierced into the void of the quiet room.

Ling Xiao himself was reborn, exuding an inexplicable feeling that made Gui Zhenhai and Zhu Yanlan surrender.

But this feeling only lasted for a moment. The moment the divine power returned to his body, the unconscious Ling Xiao began to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy driven by the instinct of life.

The pure divine power was once again infiltrated by the Yuan power, and then quickly transformed into Yuan power, filling all of Ling Xiao's body, orifices and soul sea.

"Huh!"

Shi Yu let out a tired breath, grabbed the divine power in front of him and closed his eyes to absorb it.

In fact, the divine power is only useful to Shi Yu. For anyone else, no matter how high or low their cultivation level is, the divine power entering the body will become Yuan power. Except for quickly replenishing the lack of Yuan power, it is useless at all, which is purely a loss. But now Shi Yu is eager to heal everyone, so he can't care so much.

His actions were equivalent to using divine power to cleanse the meridians and marrow of everyone again. Shi Yu could personally comb through them to drive away all the mixed and low-level powers, and could raise everyone's realm even higher.

Not long after, Shi Yu opened his eyes and saw Ling Xiao, whose strength had improved further, meditating and breathing. He nodded gently and turned his gaze to Jian Kaitian again.

Jian Kaitian was already unconscious and had no reaction to Shi Yu's Yuan-devouring Sutra. The Yuan power in his body had already run out, and he became an empty shell in a few breaths.

But the trouble with Jian Kaitian was that he was always unconsciously absorbing the spiritual energy around him, forcing Shi Yu to lose some of his divine power to set up a divine power space around him, which made the effect of his divine power baptism a little worse than Ling Xiao's.

The same was true for others. It was not until Shi Yu baptized Zhu Yanlan, Yuanlong, and Wudi, and his own divine power was repeatedly filled and emptied several times, that he really began to practice.

Gui Zhenhai did not accept Shi Yu's kindness, because he had not yet started practicing, and everything depended on his talent. It was impossible for him to expel all the power in his body, and it would be in vain for Shi Yu to baptize him again.

The only one who could not be saved was Mo Lu. Mo Lu's strength did not lie in how much divine power he absorbed, but in how much power he could be stimulated. If the Lord controlled Mo Lu, then Mo Lu would be able to exert an indestructible power.

So when Shi Yu tried to inject divine power into Mo Lu, all the divine power poured out, scattered into the void in vain and turned into spiritual energy.

After several attempts to no avail, Shi Yu had no choice but to give up treating Mo Lu, cut a bloody opening in his palm, buried Mo Lu in it, and then began to meditate and practice.

The quiet room is truly quiet, and even the dust is no longer floating.

Suddenly one day, the quiet room where everyone was practicing suddenly trembled slightly. Ling Xiao and Zhu Yanlan immediately opened their eyes, looked at each other and exited the quiet room.

Shi Yu and several others frowned slightly, still immersed in practice.

After a while, the vibrations became louder and louder, but no one ran into the quiet room to wake Shiyu up.

After half a day, the vibrations stopped, Shi Yu's slightly frowned brow gradually opened, and the tense skin of others also began to relax.

This is the instinctive feeling of a monk. Even in the deepest practice, one can feel the crisis pressing on the soul.

My father woke up a few years after the city was shaken. He now carries four clones of the Witch Emperor. He recovered faster than others, and Ou Yu's unstinting divine power added to his body. When he opened his eyes, he seemed young. After countless years, the mottled white hair has become completely black.

After looking at Shi Yu and Yuan Long, my father nodded to Gui Zhenhai and left the quiet room.

A few years later, Yuanlong woke up. As soon as she left the quiet room, Yanlan City trembled slightly again, as if Yuanlong's anger exploded directly in the middle of Yanlan City, and the entire city followed her anger. Turn into ashes.

When Jian Kaitian walked out of the quiet room with a sullen face, Shi Yu was still nailed to the ground like a stubborn stone, unable to see his cultivation level or when the retreat would end.

After Jian Kaitian stepped out of the quiet room, he let out a roar that shook the sky, and then quickly fell silent.

At that time, Yu's eyelids began to tremble, as if he was about to wake up and ask what happened. Zhu Yanlan hurried into the secret room and sat next to him, exuding a familiar and fragrant smell.

Shi Yu's strange movements quickly calmed down, his tangled expression became calm again, and he once again devoted himself to practicing under Zhu Yanlan's silent comfort.

Unfortunately, there was too little time left for Shi Yu. In just a few short decades, Jian Kaitian ran into the secret room, and his thunderous voice directly woke Shi Yu up from his meditation.

Shi Yu sighed softly and opened his eyes. Unknowingly, most of the divine energy around him had disappeared, but his cultivation level was only more than 700 years old.

In the past few decades, his cultivation level has skyrocketed to more than 700 years. Even the spiritual species in the Land of Controlling Destiny have difficulty reaching it. But for Shi Yu, this level of cultivation is not enough to fill a gap in the teeth of the real enemy.

Shi Yu looked at the furious Jian Kaitian in front of him and asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Jian Kaitian didn't care to say anything more, picked up Shi Yu and ran out.

Zhu Yanlan also ran out quickly, but was shocked by what she saw.

Looking around, the sky is full of dense figures, but the aura of these people is different from all the monks I have ever seen, revealing a desperate and ruthless ferocity, as if all the creatures they see must die!

"The land of destruction..."

Shi Yu looked at the cold and heartless faces, his heart sinking lower and lower.

Now he is completely unable to resist Duanshengdi. He can never resist despite being beaten, and he will never be able to win.

And even if he was beaten, it was not certain whether Shi Yu could block Qian Jiangzun's sword.

"Tell Yuan Long to retreat!"

Shi Yu stretched out his hand to pull the patterns of the city defense formation and sent a message to Gai Ying.

But Yanlan City did not move according to Shi Yu's order, and no one even became busy following Shi Yu's words.

Jian Kaitian just stared at everyone in Duansheng with a ferocious face, blocking Shi Yu and Zhu Yanlan behind him.

Shi Yu was frightened, secretly wondering if Yuan Long had died in the battle?

Before Shi Yu could ask in surprise, the silent Yanlan City formation suddenly roared violently, and the bright light in the sky shot out in all directions like countless arrows. Gai Ying's thick roar sounded, "Why don't we retreat? Are we going to fight again?"

The people from Duansheng Land who were hanging high in the air and surrounded Yanlan City showed disdain when they saw the large formation attacking. They raised their weapons and magic weapons and easily split all the bright light into nothingness.

Shi Yu's eyes quickly wandered around, but he didn't see anyone among the Four Supreme Beings, which made him feel a little relieved.

Although I don’t know how many of the seventy-nine former defeated generals in Duansheng Land are still alive today, but as long as the Four Supreme Beings are not around, Wan Ling and my father may be able to block the other war masters.

What Shiyu didn't expect was that the people from Duanshengdi who surrounded Yanlan City only blocked Yanlan City's bombardment and then turned around and left. Shiyu was confused.

"What's going on? What did you do before I left seclusion? How did they leave?" Shi Yu grabbed Jian Kaitian and a series of questions rushed out.

Jian Kaitian mentioned Shi Yu and rushed to the city lord's palace. Shi Yu only had a few hundred centuries of cultivation, making it difficult to conceal the disappointment in Jian Kaitian's eyes.