At this moment, a ray of light suddenly brightened. In the whistling sound that cut through the space, Bai Hao's last consciousness only had time to vaguely recognize that this bright crimson light was a familiar short thorn.
In the passage, after the red Suzaku thorns dispersed Bai Hao's consciousness, the light in the blood tank flickered non-stop, and there were trembling sounds, like children who had found a paradise, happily chasing after each other. The essence and blood that has been washed away along with the spiritual consciousness will be swallowed up in just one breath.
Until a fair and slender hand took it, the Suzaku Thorn became quiet even though it trembled to express its reluctance.
Murong Jing withdrew her eyes from the Vermilion Bird Thorn, raised her slender eyebrows, and the shock on her face flashed away. Then she seemed to have thought of something, her face suddenly turned pale, and she rushed out of the passage where noises were still coming from ahead.
Seeing a magical scene filled with crimson water and the rich smell of blood, Murong Jing immediately looked up into the sky, her bright eyes filled with worry.
The power in this space is a hundred times more evil than Bai Hao's previous blood energy and karma fire. If she hadn't been a truly strong person in the early stages of transcending the mortal world, she wouldn't have been able to find a trace of Mu Qing's breath there.
However, it was just the trace of Mu Qing's breath that was captured. Murong Jing's long eyelashes couldn't help trembling. She held her breath and was silent for a moment, then she put away her worries and called softly: "Mu Qing?" The red Shura Zhi The power was still surging, rushing towards Mu Qing and the sword in his hand. At this moment, Mu Qing floating in the air seemed to be wrapped in a big red cocoon. He immediately heard Murong Jing's call, which looked very similar to He opened his mouth to respond and told her to leave immediately. He didn't want Murong Jing to see his skin torn and even half of his face broken by a hammer.
When Murong Jing didn't get a response, her voice suddenly became much louder and firmer, and she shouted: "Is it you? Just now Bai Hao's spiritual consciousness was wrapped in his blood and tried to escape, but I killed him." Murong Jing's body glowed with a faint light. He fainted and flew into the air as he spoke.
The closer she got, the paler Murong Jing's face became. Her eyes were gleaming. Even if she used her pupil technique and was affected by the power of Shura, she could only see a blurry and distorted figure.
Murong Jing stopped in mid-air at the same height as Mu Qing, frowning to resist the influence of Shura's power, while calling Mu Qing one after another.
Hearing Murong Jing shouting his name three or four times, Mu Qing said to herself, "Silly Woman," and he felt a flash of warmth and was about to speak.
The power of Shura that rushed into his body seemed to be deliberately against him. His chest just started to rise and fall, and immediately a large amount of fishy sweetness poured into his mouth.
Even the words that reached his mouth were blocked, and he only had time to utter a single sound.
"Uh" he closed his lips tightly and stuffed the blood into his mouth. Although Murong Jing was very worried about Mu Qing, she also knew that taking action rashly before confirming Mu Qing's condition would probably hurt Mu Qing, so she felt very tormented inside.
The moment she heard Mu Qing's voice, Murong Jing's beautiful face immediately glowed with vitality, her tall and graceful body was immediately filled with strength, her eyes were filled with energy, and the words stuck in her chest finally found a breakthrough: "Mu Qing , is it you? You are so stupid, why are you working so hard?" Murong Jing could roughly understand some of Mu Qing's feelings, but if Mu Qing was so desperate to prove something to them, she would be the last thing she wanted to see. to the result.
Mu Qing smiled bitterly in his heart. The battle with Bai Hao went from a battle of life and death to a battle of procrastination and finally to a battle of life and death. He was not like Bai Hao scolded him. He was not afraid of death. He considered it with Bai Hao. A lot of the same, he also thought about it a lot.
When it comes to whether he was conscious or confused before making a certain action, and what he was thinking, Mu Qing realized that the reason now may be different from the reason then. However, if there are still people like Murong Jing in the future, Ban Man asked with concern and confusion. The only thing Mu Qingwei was sure of and consistent with was that he wanted Bai Hao to die!
Mu Qing had foreseen that Bai Hao would flee with his essence, blood and spiritual consciousness. Unfortunately, at that time, he was too deep in the raging Shura power to take care of himself. Murong Jing's subconscious words made Mu Qing feel calmer, and he finally calmed down. Start thinking about how to get out of trouble.
After he took the initiative to disarm his defenses and began to use the breath-taking method with all his strength, Mu Qing gradually lost control of his body bit by bit. Apart from a trace of clarity that I could barely maintain, there was nothing I could do.
The overwhelming power of Shura was like the mud in the swamp, firmly restricting his body in place and even trying to swallow up his will bit by bit.
Mu Qing really wanted Murong Jing to give him some effective help from the outside, but thinking of the evil side of Shura's power and its invisible influence on Taoist heart, he immediately gave up the idea. After breathing for a while, he swallowed blood and spoke for a while. He said intermittently: "You...you leave here first, it's very dangerous here." Murong Jing suddenly raised her eyebrows and said in a cold voice: "You also know the danger, why are you trying to be brave?" Mu Qing's five senses are now almost relying on the raging blood. The power of Shura spread out, and when he felt Murong Jing's movements, he loudly stopped him: "No!" After he shouted, a mouthful of blood filled his throat. When he closed his eyes, his vision was filled with flying stars. When he recovered, he quickly wanted to come out again. However, Murong Jing had already rushed over and stretched out her hand to him.
The mask of complete recognition of the master appeared on Murong Jing's face again. Murong Jing knew that things would not go smoothly, so she had no reservations from the beginning and directly activated the secret technique to clear the way with the soul of the weapon.
In the rumbling sound, a fire sparrow spirit screamed, spread its wings, and rushed towards the tumbling blood mist created by the raging power of Shura.
Murong Jing looked solemn as she followed the Fire Bird Spirit Body, getting closer and closer to Mu Qing. She was about to push through the blood mist to see Mu Qing, but the Fire Bird Spirit Body whined, and the spirit body suddenly collapsed into pieces and merged into the blood. In the fog.
Murong Jing groaned and made a secret in her hand. The Suzaku thorns on her waist were like flying swords, weaving phantom barriers around her body, helping her break through the blood mist and see Mu Qing.
"You..." The scene in front of her made Murong Jing's pupils shrink subconsciously, and her pretty face was instantly filled with sadness. She reached out to touch Mu Qing, and her slender fingers finally stopped at Mu Qing's face, trembling but not daring. near.
This was the first time Murong Jing regretted killing Bai Hao so easily. Her chest rose and fell a few times, she forcibly cheered up, and used her pupil technique to look at Mu Qing. At this glance, her pretty face was even more pale. In his field of vision, Mu Qing's whole body, not only the meridians and acupuncture points, , even every part of flesh and blood is filled with the power of Shura.
In this situation, even if it were her, she would have died long ago. Murong Jing suppressed the restlessness in her heart, looked at it carefully, and finally found something strange. Mu Qing, covered in blood, kept holding the sword upside down with both hands in a strange posture.
Those Shura powers seemed to be raging uncontrollably in Mu Qing, but in fact, under the method of breathing, they were running the Great Zhoutian almost crazily. After the Great Zhoutian, it transformed into a red dot and entered the bronze gun in Mu Qing's hand. In the sword.
