The heat wave swept through Mo Guyuan's entire body, and the green light around Xuanyuan Sword also withered under the fourteen mysterious fires, gradually becoming pale.
Mo Guyuan had just gained a glimmer of consciousness at this moment. He wanted to use the Xuanyuan Sword but found that he was unable to do so, and even breathing became extremely difficult. The oppression of the mysterious fire not only made him unbearably hot, but even the thought of resisting was gradually being burned and eaten away.
"Am I going to die here..."
"Mother... I'm afraid Yuan'er won't be able to go back."
"Miss Yu...she should be fine." In his blur of consciousness, countless past thoughts flashed through Mo Guyuan's mind.
In the hallucination, he was in a trance and returned to that quiet and gentle night, the sky was full of stars. It was the first time that he stood in such a high world, looking up at the vastness of the sky and the earth.
The years are bright and empty, and the heart is melodious and long-lasting.
A white figure walked away alone in the air, small and insignificant, but with a resolute back and waved the sword away.
It's just that her sword light was really pitifully tight. In the mysterious fire under the Xuanhuojian, it only caused a ripple before being swallowed up.
"Bai Li!" In the distance, Bai Ge, who saw clearly the appearance of the white shadow, shouted in a panic.
At the same time, Han Run, who was sitting on top of the hair dove, also saw Bai Li's figure. At this moment, she was filled with anxiety and restlessness, wanting to break away from the shackles of the people around her and fly up.
The scorching heat made Bai Li's face gradually turn red. She took out her protective magical weapon, then mobilized her magic power again and continued to swing her sword in one place.
She wanted to open a rift, she wanted to rescue Mo Guyuan, but her skills were insufficient, and the sword energy she slashed out was buried in the fire dragon one after another.
Bai Li bit his lip and refused to give up, over and over again, his face resolute and fearless.
Is persistence at all costs a kind of ignorant love?
The distant wind knows my intention, it is cool yet affectionate.
There is half an acre of flower fields in my heart, hidden in the secular world, no one can know.
The strange sounds from the outside world made Mo Guyuan, who was gradually losing consciousness, react. He opened his eyes that were about to melt in pain, and looked at the woman in white standing alone outside, slashing with her sword, trying to move towards her step by step. Come by yourself.
Mo Guyuan swallowed bitterly and wanted to say something, but he was hoarse and made no sound.
Tears filled the corners of his eyes.
"I don't know how high the sky is!" Ling Taotao's cold voice sounded in their ears, and then he waved his sleeves and roared, "In this way, I will help you."
A fire dragon swayed and swayed, covering Bai Li. Seeing this strange situation, Bai Ge wanted to bully him, but suddenly his body shook and he was unable to move at all.
"Don't act rashly." A deep word rang in Bai Ge's ears. Bai Ge's eyes lit up and he stayed where he was.
Bai Li flew towards Mo Guyuan quickly. Seeing that Mo Guyuan's body was red and festering at the moment, without any time to think about it, he transformed into a white fox in an instant, with three tails coiled around them, wrapping the two of them in it.
Mo Guyuan looked weakly at Bai Li. The two looked at each other without saying a word.
After a long time, Bai Li smiled slightly and said, "Don't call me stupid."
Mo Guyuan gritted his teeth, his eyes dim with tears.
It is shallow and deep, but the joy is still young.
The two have gone through so much since they first met, as if they have traveled a lifetime and become each other's bravest people.
A warm current flowed through Mo Guyuan's limbs and bones, as if he was reborn from Nirvana. A burst of white light flashed in Mo Guyuan's Dantian, and the heart-warming heat enveloped the two of them. In an instant, Mo Guyuan's damaged body tissues were healing at an extremely fast speed, and Bai Li, who was almost exhausted, also gradually recovered. come over.
Sensing Mo Guyuan's strangeness, Ling Taotao's face turned cold, and he activated the Xuan Huo Jian again, and the remaining fourteen fire dragons began to shrink the space and continue to compress it inside.
However, the white light in Mo Guyuan's dantian did not weaken but increased. No matter how squeezed by the surroundings, it still shined brightly at this moment, getting stronger and stronger. At the same time, the meridians in Mo Guyuan's body began to penetrate the surface of the skin, starting from the Dantian. All the meridians in Mo Guyuan began to extend in an orderly manner, and the blood flowed along the veins, seeming to be renewing all the energy in his body. everything.
Looking at Mo Guyuan's strange behavior in front of her, Bai Li was a little puzzled, but she could not help but feel relieved when she noticed that Mo Guyuan's vitality was slowly returning.
Mo Guyuan carefully felt the subtle changes in his body. He knew that those were changes brought about by the rare auxiliary properties of Jiulong Glazed Jade. But this time's evolution made his body seem to become lighter and smoother, as if his body had been baptized after being burned.
However, Mo Guyuan didn't know that the Nine Dragon Vein Patterns that were hidden in his abdominal dantian had long been firmly rooted here and integrated with him.
At this time, relying on the blessing of Jiulong Glazed Jade, the two of them could live in peace for a short time, but the spirit Taotao from the outside world still refused to give up, driving the Xuanhuo Jian left and right, and the fire dragons roamed and galloped.
Ling Taotao was bleeding from all his orifices, but he still refused to relax, as if this was a protracted battle to see who could persevere to the end.
Mo Guyuan stood up and looked at Ling Taotao outside through the heavy flames. He had to admit that the opponent in front of him was really strong, so much so that he could not defeat Ling Taotao even if he had completely surrendered his consciousness to the control of Xuanyuan Sword.
Mo Guyuan raised the Xuanyuan Sword. At this moment, the Xuanyuan Sword had already returned to its original state. Mo Guyuan looked carefully and felt that the Xuanyuan Sword seemed to be missing something compared to before.
Just when Mo Guyuan was about to fight again, an earth-shattering sound erupted. Before he knew what happened, Ling Taotao sprayed out a mouthful of blood and fell straight towards the sea.
The Xuanhuo Jian that lost control dimmed for a while, and the Xuanhuo in all directions of the two people also dissipated slightly.
Just when Mo Guyuan and the two thought that Ling Taotao was running out of magic power and could not hold on, figures suddenly appeared on both sides of them. The aura exuded by those figures was even stronger than that of the twenty-seven mysterious fires. It was even more terrifying, and the two of them were gasping for breath.
Above the fairy world, the air rippled, and a man in gray robe stepped out of the space first. His body was hunched, his head was hidden under the brim of his hat, and his appearance could not be seen clearly.
Immediately after him, several more figures flashed out behind him. One person had eight swords hanging on his waist. He was dressed in white and looked handsome.
A man is wearing a black and white Taoist robe, carrying a Tai Chi wheel on his back, and twisting Buddha dust in his hands.
The man was dressed in rich clothes, with white hair and a childish face, and was full of energy, but no weapons were seen on him.
The three of them stood behind the man in gray robe, respectfully.
At the same time, there was also a wave of space above the demon world, and a dark python robe was encouraged by the wind, making a hunting sound. Three thousand black hairs were flying like ink, and he walked through the air. Clouds and smoke arose along the way, and the mountains and waters were warm.
Mo Guyuan could tell the appearance of that person at just one glance. That face was so beautiful and voluptuous that even the most beautiful women in the world would be ashamed. It was Ling Jiuquan.
Behind Ling Jiuquan, four figures also appeared. One of them was a petite woman holding a pair of lead-colored hammers, swinging them back and forth from time to time. The other man was carrying a wooden stick on his shoulder, with his hands on his sides, looking sleepy.
The two of them were the two ferocious beasts who were once exiled in the wilderness, and they were both very strange.
The other two, Mo Guyuan, also had a relationship with each other. One of them was graceful in scarlet robes and had a swaying figure. He was Jinghua, the master of Shuiyue Pavilion in the demon world. There was also a man as skinny as a man, with extremely long beard and hair. He was none other than the master of the Shenjue Hall, Jiuting Patriarch.
"Are you the Xuanming Sky Python that was beside Liuli back then?" The man in gray robe standing alone in front of the fairyland said hoarsely.
"Long time no see, the Division of Reincarnation." Ling Jiuquan smiled lightly, a touch of heaven and earth's beauty.
"You are so promising. I used to be just a loach, but now I have the power of a demigod. Tsk tsk tsk tsk." The man in gray robe seemed to be remembering some memories from a long, long time ago, and he laughed out loud for a moment.
The bodies of the people behind the gray robe were shaken, and they looked at Ling Jiuquan in front of them in disbelief.
"Thanks to the love of the Lord of Time, I was lucky enough to touch the threshold of God." Ling Jiuquan shrugged and said helplessly.
"Did you kill him?"
"You think I can erase time?"
The man in gray robe is one of the two demigods who will assist the Dragon God in later generations, reincarnation.
At this moment, he raised his head alone and looked up at the sky. The brim of his hat fell down, and his hair was covered with snow, but his face was quite young. He looked towards the sky with cloudy eyes, not knowing what he was looking at.
Ling Jiuquan looked at the man in gray robe in front of him, as if something had been evoked, and he remained silent.
After an unknown amount of time, both of them turned their gazes to Mo Guyuan, both of them looking with profound meaning.
"The aura of the sword demon hidden in Xuanyuan Sword has disappeared."
"Perhaps the last sword has consumed all his remnants."
"His last call was Liuli, did you hear it?"
"Um."
Ling Jiuquan and Ling Jiuquan chatted like this, but no matter how silent or conversing they were, the people behind them all stood at the back without a trace of impatience.
"I want to bring this person back to the immortal world." Samsara said.
Ling Jiuquan shook his head and said, "You can't take it away."
"Forget it, when the gods and demons fought, time fell into my reincarnation, and Liuli imprisoned me in the divine world. It has been nearly ten thousand years, and I have not been able to exercise my muscles and bones. It seems that I can stretch my hands and feet today."
"I came from Jiuyou, ate the fire from the center of the earth, and cultivated myself as a demigod through time. It just so happened that I also wanted to learn the skills of the Division of Reincarnation."
The two of them were at war with each other, and no one dared to say a word above the sea.
