Mao Tu returned to the ancestral temple and threw Ying Shaoguang back.
"Senior Brother Ying!" Ji Xingge hurriedly stepped forward to check his condition.
I don't know if it was the result of the overwhelming demonic energy. Ying Shaoguang closed his eyes tightly and was completely unresponsive. The demonic aura lingering around his body was even stronger than before.
Ning Yanzhi took his pulse and whispered: "The demonic energy has further eroded the heart veins."
Ji Xingge's heart trembled and he glared at Mao Tu angrily: "What do you want? If you don't let me speak, I won't speak. Senior Brother Ying didn't provoke you either. Do you really want his life?"
Mao Tu snorted, not bothering to say anything more to her, and walked out of the ancestral temple.
After the last round of strong attacks, the Samsara Formation has been loosened. He had to hurry up and reinforce it now. If Cen Muliang said something and really didn't care about his apprentice, then he would be in trouble.
"Shaoguang!" Emperor Yuan Feng shouted and asked the other two people, "How is he?"
Ji Xingge was about to answer when his hands suddenly tightened and Ying Shaoguang opened his eyes.
"Senior Brother Ying?" She asked cautiously, "Do you want to take some exorcism pills?"
Ying Shaoguang had no objection, so Ji Xingge hurriedly took out the remaining exorcism pills and stuffed them into his mouth.
Ning Yanzhi wanted to say, would it be effective to take it like a sugar pill? But he saw that Ying Shaoguang had really stabilized after taking the exorcism pill. When the medicine was released, the magic light in his eyes faded little by little.
"I can't last long." Ying Shaoguang's voice was vague, but he finally said it, "Quick, cut off the dragon's veins now!"
"Shaoguang!" Emperor Yuan Feng was overjoyed, "Are you awake?"
Ying Shaoguang glanced at him, said nothing, and called Ning Yanzhi: "Ning Xianjun?"
Ning Yanzhi turned his head, a little worried that Maotu would hear.
Ying Shaoguang replied: "Don't worry, I just saw that one of the formation eyes was destroyed, and it will take some time to repair it."
Ning Yanzhi said: "He just threw us away like this. There must be protection in the ancestral temple..."
"I know, but you have to try, right?" Ying Shaoguang felt that his condition was not good. To make a long story short, "He just noticed it. As long as we can cut off the dragon's veins in time, it won't be a loss."
This was true. Naturally, Ning Yanzhi didn't care about himself, and immediately said: "Okay, I'll break the protection. But I'm not sure I can cut off the dragon's veins."
The ones who were originally prepared to cut off the dragon's veins were two transformed gods. No matter how powerful Ning Yanzhi's swordsmanship was, he had not yet transformed into gods. He didn't know if he could do it.
"I have a way." Ying Shaoguang said decisively, "As long as you break the protection, I will do the rest."
There was nothing left to say. Ning Yanzhi drew his sword and said, "Then I'll go."
The opportunity passed in an instant, and Ning Yan used all his strength in one move. The sword energy was like a rainbow, triggering the protective formation in the ancestral temple. With a bang, a crack opened in the protection, but he himself was also thrown out.
This movement alarmed Mao Tu. He waved his hand at the center of the formation and held out a water mirror, which clearly reflected the situation in the ancestral temple.
Seeing Ning Yanzhi take action, he snorted: "How many juniors really think that my departure is an opportunity? Just wait!"
If he dares to leave, he will naturally have a backup plan. The chain cannot be broken by Nascent Soul monks, but it is just a waste of effort. As for these juniors, even if they can escape, they can't break the defense line. They can solve it easily after he returns after finishing the cultivation.
In the ancestral temple, Ning Yan couldn't make a single hit, so he continued to gather his energy and slashed at him with one sword after another.
"Junior sister Ji, go and help." Ying Shaoguang pushed.
Ji Xingge nodded, and immediately summoned the Phoenix True Fire Technique, shouting: "Ning Xianjun, I will cooperate with you. Use my Phoenix True Fire to attach to your sword energy, and the power will be doubled."
This is indeed a good idea. Ning Yanzhi followed the advice and said: "Okay!"
The two of them joined forces, and the sword energy attached to the Phoenix True Fire struck again, and as expected, another crack was cut through the protective formation.
Once, twice, three times...
Ji Xingge's face gradually turned pale, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. The Phoenix True Fire consumes a lot of spiritual energy, and she would not use it easily in normal fights. Not to mention that this formation will rebound, and every time he attacks, he will be injured again.
"Miss Ji." Ning Yanzhi was a little worried and stopped.
Ji Xingge swallowed a handful of pills and gritted his teeth: "Continue."
In fact, Ning Yanzhi spent a lot of money, but Ji Xingge worked so hard, how could he hold him back? I also fully support him. If your spiritual power is not enough, swallow the elixir. If you are too tired, take a breath. Just endure the rebound of the protective formation. If they can cut off the dragon's veins, it will be worth it even if they hurt the meridians.
Emperor Yuan Feng couldn't bear to see it and could only sigh: "It's all my fault for being timid all the time. If I had made up my mind to issue a warning in advance, maybe I wouldn't have reached this point."
It was okay if he didn't say it, but when he did, Ying Shaoguang couldn't help but get angry: "What's the point of saying this now?"
Emperor Yuan Feng looked at him worriedly: "...Shaoguang."
Thinking of Ying Shaoguang's appearance when he came in, he couldn't help but ask: "Are you still angry with your father?"
Ying Shaoguang had a cold face and did not answer.
Emperor Yuan Feng said: "Father, I am really sorry for you. If I had known you would come back, I might as well have treated you well, so that we, father and son, can also have a good memory. Now that the matter has come to this, I might as well tell you frankly that I was so cold to you. , on the one hand, I do think of your mother when I see you, and on the other hand, I am afraid that you will follow in my father’s footsteps and become their puppet.”
Ying Shaoguang didn't want to discuss this with him, so he asked, "When did something happen to Jing Guo?"
Emperor Yuan Feng was overjoyed that he was willing to talk to him. He knew everything and said, "It's been hundreds of years. They appeared when I was still a prince."
Emperor Feng of the Yuan Dynasty couldn't help but feel sad when he recalled the past: "When my father ascended the throne, I realized that their handiwork was involved, but it was too late. Jingguo had already been infiltrated by them. At first, I wanted to ask for help from Xuanbing Palace, but... "
Xuanbing Palace has already had an internal response. With Qin Xianjun under his control, how can he break through?
Ying Shaoguang was silent for a moment and then asked: "What next?"
"What's the next step?" Emperor Yuan Feng smiled bitterly, "What does my cultivation mean to the entire world of immortality? The emperors in the mortal world are just pawns in their hands. Just give the people above them a headache!"
Ying Shaoguang could understand that the difference in strength was so great that Emperor Yuan Feng could not resist even if he wanted to.
"Later, you were born. I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune. Your qualifications were really excellent and could almost change the fate of our Ying family." Emperor Yuan Feng looked at him, his eyes full of complex emotions, "Shaoguang, you want Believe me, even if I care about Ying’s fate, I will not treat you like nothing, you have always been in my father’s heart.”
Ying Shaoguang trembled. In fact, he no longer cared about what happened when he was a boy. When he stepped into the immortal gate and saw the wider world, what did the boy's grievances mean? However, no matter how much he cares, knowing that he is actually cherished still makes him somewhat moved.
(End of chapter)
