Chapter 994 Rescue

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Hongling Mountains.

After Fu Shiyi disposed of the Colorful Pagoda, he originally wanted to join the air battle, but he saw the invulnerable nine-tailed thunder snake suddenly disappeared. Fu Shiyi had no time to think about it, her bone wings shook, and she flew down The ruins of the tower.

now.

Sanbo was lying upright on the wooden board that he had pieced together at random. There was no movement. His body was covered with cracks, like a cup that was about to break. Fortunately, the cracked openings were illuminated by divine light, otherwise Sanbo's body would have been broken. Already collapsed.

The Star Goddess was seriously injured and turned into a baby that was only a hundred days old and could not speak.

Fu Shiyi's eyes fell on Nuo Lan, who was still calm:

"Sister Fourteen, did the saint tell us what we should do next?"

"No...no"

Fu Nuolan is less than thirteen years old.

He was obviously frightened by this catastrophe, but his speech was still very clear.

While speaking, many golden elixirs of Mr. Fu and Fu Zhihong also flew from the sky to the ground. Mr. Fu stretched out his hand to feel the breath of the third uncle, his face fell silent, and he shook his head:

"Your third uncle has already gone"

"Open his abdomen and take out the baby. This is the last blood of your third uncle left in this world!"

Babies are born with spiritual roots.

If nothing happens, the Fu family will be able to cultivate a Nascent Soul cultivator in at least a hundred years. If there is a great cultivator in the family, then the massacre of the family will never happen again.

"etc!"

The sixth sister, Mo Lan, walked hesitantly to the third uncle.

She saw a jet-black wooden box escaping from her sleeves. The wooden box was planted with complicated restrictions, which were densely packed. Even in broad daylight, Yin Qi kept coming out of the box.

Sixth sister Mo Lan placed the wooden box close to San Bo's eyebrows.

He chanted a spell quickly in his mouth.

From the cracked hole in San Bo's body, wisps of black energy spilled out and were absorbed by the wooden box. However, at this moment, San Bo's body was like a bottomless pit, with a continuous flow of black energy that seemed endless.

After half a stick of incense.

The wooden box flashed with black light.

No more absorption.

Sixth Sister Mo Lan put away her seal and said solemnly:

"San Bo's soul is now like the calcined wick, which breaks when touched. Moreover, the nine-tailed thunder snake just used some magic on his soul, which infected San Bo's soul with countless evil spirits. Qi, if...if it cannot be cleared away in time, I'm afraid San Bo's soul will be assimilated soon."

and.

Sanbo's soul obviously didn't last long and would soon disintegrate.

Everyone was silent.

No one has a solution.

A glimmer of hope flashed across Fu Shiyi's sad face at this moment. She gathered her nerves and said quickly: "Grandfather, father, Sixth Sister, help me set up the formation. I have a way to save Third Uncle's soul."

Everyone's eyes lit up.

If others said this, everyone might still be upset.

But.

Fu Shiyi's promise.

Everyone believed it!

Under the coordination of Fu Shiyi, the golden elixirs set up two isolation formations. After that, Fu Shiyi asked Mr. Fu to guard the formation outside, and the rest of the people stayed a thousand meters away from the formation.

"call----"

Fu Shiyi glanced at San Bo who was lying on the wooden board.

Take a deep breath.

A thought.

Suddenly, his shoulders slumped softly.

Like a person who died in the past.

When Fu Shiyi opened his eyes again, his consciousness had reached the temple in the consciousness sea space. As soon as she appeared, the old lady ran out to welcome her with a "woof, woof" sound, but Fu Shiyi didn't care to greet her as usual. It said hello and ran directly into the main hall.