In front of the stove, the moonlight-like sword glow surged even more intensely after Ye Qingyu threw himself in. Mu Qing and Zhong Ling'er both stared at Xichuan with solemn expressions.
In the three people's plan, casting the sword embryo is just the beginning, and the next thing to do is the highlight!
Xichuan's eyes never moved away from the diffused sword light. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked more serious than ever before: "The way of sword spirit is a different path after all. As long as there is a chance for Qingyu to recast his body, I will not give up!"
Mu Qing nodded. Although he had deduced it countless times before, he still couldn't help but remind him: "Our current preparations are enough to recast Sister Qingyu's physical body to the extent of integrating the soul, but after that..."
"We'll talk about the rest later." Xichuan directly interrupted Mu Qing's next words and turned his head to look at Zhong Ling'er. Zhong Ling'er nodded heavily: "I'm ready!"
Xichuan smiled and said, "Wish me success now!"
Suddenly, a mysterious wave rippled out from Xichuan's body. Mu Qing's consciousness stagnated for a moment. When he looked in front of him again, Xichuan's figure was nowhere to be seen.
Mu Qing quickly looked at the stove, and the stove had disappeared!
"We are in the furnace now."
Zhong Ling'er stopped in mid-air, holding something up with both hands, her face flushed slightly, and she seemed a little struggling for the first time.
As the core of the furnace formation, the physical Great Sun Furnace is actually an immortal weapon in terms of magic weapon level. However, the true spirit within it has long since disappeared, and now there is only a space filled with scorching heat.
With Zhong Ling'er's strength, there is currently no way to open this space. It was Xichuan's method that opened this space.
Mu Qing's purple light flowed under the skin to resist the ubiquitous high temperature, and his eyes looked up in the direction of Zhong Ling'er's little hand.
A round flame ball with a diameter of ten feet stretched across the sky. Occasionally, golden flame waves separated from its surface, and the temperature in this space immediately increased a lot.
Zhong Ling'er's ten fingers kept beating, and the flame ball in the air kept spinning, and from time to time, the sound of swords could be heard coming from inside.
In the plan, Xichuan would take Ye Qingyu's body close to the sword embryo. Zhong Ling'er would control the True Fire of the Sun throughout the whole process, but Mu Qing could do very little.
But he took the initiative to approach the fireball in the air.
When Zhong Ling'er saw this scene, her expression suddenly became more nervous and reminded: "Be careful, if this thing explodes, I won't be able to save you in time."
Mu Qing nodded slightly. He could feel the horror of the true fire of the sun. Even if he was protected by the breath of chaos, he would probably be seriously injured if he was swallowed by the flame wave.
At a certain moment, the fireball suddenly stopped, and even the sound of the sword was not heard. Zhong Ling'er struggled even more, not even able to speak. She waved her little hand at the fireball, and a wave of golden flames rushed towards Mu Qing. go.
Mu Qing looked calm. He flipped his palm and a green life card appeared. A drop of black liquid immediately seeped out of the life card and faced Yanlang.
Mu Qing, with the help of Gu Yinghe, sealed the drop of ancestral witch essence blood in the fate card in advance. As soon as the drop of essence blood was released from the blockade, it encountered a billowing wave of flames and was about to be completely swallowed up. Suddenly a huge roar spread: "Roar!!!"
The next moment, black ripples spread out from the ancestral witch essence and blood, and the entire space began to tremble violently. In just one breath, space cracks appeared in some places, which was a precursor to space collapse.
Mu Qing's face darkened slightly. This change happened too suddenly. He forced himself to calm down. An idea flashed in his mind and he shouted to Zhong Ling'er: "Quickly, release that bone spirit!"
"Oh." Zhong Ling'er was reminded and scolded: "Come out!"
The next moment, a flash of white light flew out of Zhong Ling'er's sleeves, rushed into the sky, and soon turned into an open skeletal palm.
As the bone palm spread out, the space immediately stabilized. Even though the ancestral witch essence and blood continued to spread black ripples, there was no way to shake the space.
But soon, the drop of ancestral witch essence and blood changed again. It actually squirmed under the erosion of the true fire of the sun, manifesting a high
Big figure.
This figure had a vague face, looking at the bone palm in the air, with a hint of surprise and confusion in his voice: "Empty?"
Mu Qing's face darkened slightly. The Bone Spirit was indeed inextricably linked to Kong, whose strength was comparable to that of the ancestral witch.
This figure has a human face, white fur, and an animal claw-like hand holding a huge ax. He can also identify the origin of the bone spirit at a glance. His identity is self-evident - he is the 12th ancestor of the witch clan. Zhong can control the Qi of gold (r).
The only thing Mu Qing wants to know now is how much strength this figure that can be manifested with just a drop of blood has as much strength as its original form.
As if feeling Mu Qing's hostility, Zu Wuping lowered his head slightly and looked at him.
Suddenly, a powerful coercion immediately enveloped Mu Qing's body. The blood in Mu Qing's body seemed to be frozen at this moment, but the next moment, as the purple energy on the body surface circulated, he recovered.
"Huh? Another body of chaos?"
There was a hint of obvious surprise in Ling Suo's voice, but after understanding what Mu Qing and the others were planning to do, he still seemed indifferent: "No one here is a descendant of my Wu Clan. People without the blood of the Wu Clan cannot enter the Pangu Hall." , how did you obtain my blood essence?"
"Mu Qing." Zhong Ling'er's somewhat labored voice reached Mu Qing's ears, "We have to let this big guy stop as soon as possible. I can't delay it for too long."
Mu Qing's eyes moved slightly, and he threw the life card to Piao Sui. Piao Shui took the life card, was silent for a moment, and then looked at Mu Qing again, "I didn't expect that the descendants of my Wu clan would be able to fight with Chaos." When our bodies come together, is this also God’s will..."
Mu Qing's palm hanging by his side was fluttering. A dense purple light group that did not emit much light was slowly forming in his palm. In order to defeat the phantom of Ling Sui with one blow, Mu Qing used several of the things he had learned. All these advanced secret techniques were displayed at this moment, and his face became visibly pale.
But before he could take action, Liao Shuo threw the life card to him on his own initiative. He glanced at Fireball who looked a little quiet and sneered, "The attack you're planning can indeed defeat my phantom body, but there's nothing you can do about it." Erase my consciousness, and you won’t be afraid that I will let you go?”
Mu Qing's expression froze, he raised his head to look at Ling Sui, and fell silent for a moment.
"Haha." Piao looked at Mu Qing and said meaningfully: "Young man, although I died, I just fell into the reincarnation of heaven, but your disrespect is real."
Mu Qing snorted coldly, and with a movement of his body, he rushed to Zu Wu and struck out with a palm.
The purple light ball finally took shape at this moment. After leaving Mu Qing's palm, it turned into a stream of light and pierced through Liao Suo's heart.
Ling Shuang's eyes stagnated, and the originally blurry face became clearer, and the viciousness on his face was clearly revealed. Looking at Mu Qing who rushed in front of him, the corner of his mouth raised an evil arc: "I've been waiting for you. It’s you!”
boom--
Liao Suo's figure shattered with a loud noise and turned into a ball of blood again.
But the blood turned from black to gold.
Just before Mu Qing could react to the reason, a black stream of light suddenly appeared in front of him and shot straight to the center of his eyebrows.
Ling Shou actually wanted to rush into Mu Qing's sea of consciousness!
"Ah!" Zhong Ling'er not far away exclaimed, and was about to help, but was stopped by Mu Qing, who shouted loudly: "Go on, don't worry about me! Uh-"
As soon as Mu Qing finished speaking, the black stream of light hit his forehead and penetrated into his sea of consciousness.
Mu Qing's body trembled and fell straight to the ground.
Zhong Ling'er and Mu Qing had been working together for a long time. Although they were very worried about Mu Qing's safety, they only sent a breeze in the direction of his whereabouts, but controlled the Great Sun True Fire again.
"drink!"
The golden flame surged rapidly, turning into a big hand to hold the drop of golden blood and refining it frantically. new
The fireball in the air also started to rotate again. As the essence and blood of the ancestral witch was refined little by little, a strong vitality spread from the inside of the fireball, and then Ye Qingyu's shocked voice came out: "What are you doing? "
During the time when Ye Qingyu controlled the sword embryo, he had no idea that so many things would happen later.
"Don't worry, I'm here." Xichuan stayed by her side, comforting her and shouting outside: "Ling'er, it's time."
"good!"
In addition to the matter of the ancestral witch manifesting, Zhong Ling'er's face became more cautious. With a thought, the things she had put away before-Amethyst Source, Ice Soul Fruit and other rare materials for restoring the vitality of the physical body, Appeared around her again, and then she threw them into the fireballs one by one.
Time passed by little by little, and before I knew it, two hours had passed.
Zhong Ling'er had a tired look on her face, but she still controlled every tiny fluctuation of the fireball carefully. At a certain moment, a voice sounded next to her: "It should be over."
Zhong Ling'er's big eyes suddenly lit up and she said happily: "You are really fine!"
Her perception was very keen. Although the black light rushed into the sea of consciousness, Mu Qing's aura remained unchanged. He was still himself.
Mu Qing twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at the little girl's dim figure. He sighed in his heart and looked up at the fireball in the air. He sighed softly: "I hope everything goes well next."
Zhong Ling'er chuckled and was about to speak when her little face suddenly tensed up. Mu Qing thought there was another accident. Before he could react, the fireball silently exploded in mid-air, and waves of golden flames spread around. , dissipated into nothingness when it came into contact with the edge of space, and was absorbed by this space independently.
"Huh -" Zhong Ling'er took a long breath and clapped her hands excitedly: "Okay, everything I want to do has been successfully completed!"
Mu Qing hummed, squinting slightly and staring at the center of the flame wave.
As the golden flames became thinner and thinner, two figures finally appeared. Ye Qingyu and Xichuan stood on the left and right in the air. The golden flames had not completely dissipated and surrounded them as if to celebrate Ye Qingyu's rebirth.
Mu Qing's tense face finally had a smile, and he nodded and smiled at the two of them: "Congratulations!"
Xichuan grinned, but the smile on his face disappeared in the next moment. Ye Qingyu, who was about to speak, stopped and looked up at the sky.
The sky in this space is glowing with gray light. In Mu Qing's eyes, neither of them is looking at the sky here at this moment.
The bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger, and Mu Qing turned to look at Zhong Ling'er.
As the controller of the furnace formation, Zhong Ling'er realized that the situation was not good just a little later than Xichuan. Her face was full of anxiety. When she saw Mu Qing looking at him, she quickly said: "Oh no, the disaster is coming!"
After Zhong Ling'er finished speaking, she quickly said to Xichuan and Ye Qingyu: "You guys hide here, and the furnace formation can try to block it."
"Oh, no." Xichuan retracted his gaze to the sky, looked at the two of them and smiled: "You have already helped me a lot, wish me success next."
Mu Qing's eyes trembled. He had planned to remind Xichuan from the beginning that in fact both of them knew some things.
In those countless deductions, the catastrophe will come. The only difference is who will resist it and whether it can be blocked.
Mu Qing suddenly felt a line of sight falling on him and looked at Ye Qingyu.
Ye Qingyu looked at him with a complicated smile on his face, "Is this what you are planning to do without telling me?"
"Qingyu, don't blame Mu Qing, I was the one who found him." Xichuan stretched out his hand to hold Ye Qingyu's back. Ye Qingyu shuddered and turned to look at Xichuan, as if he guessed what Xichuan planned to do. He quickly shook his head and said, "No!"
Mu Qing remained silent while watching this scene.
Ye Qingyu's current situation is actually not good. His soul has just merged with his physical body. At this time, it seems that he is being supported by Xichuan, but in fact, he is actually being restrained by Xichuan.
Xichuan raised his palm, and a sword embryo with only jade-colored light appeared in his hand. Xichuan smiled: "I want to give it a try."
Ye Qingyu frowned, looked at Xichuan seriously and said: "Let me go, I am the only one who can resist this disaster."
"That's not necessarily the case." Xichuan suddenly grasped the sword embryo, and the next moment,
A kendo aura that had the same origin as Ye Qingyu actually bloomed from his body. Xichuan looked at Mu Qing. Mu Qing nodded silently and whispered to Zhong Ling'er beside him: "Ling'er, open the formation and return to the outside world."
Zhong Ling'er looked at the two of them, lowered her head and sighed: "Okay."
