[Quick Wear] Manual for Saving the Miserable Male Match

Without the protection of the outer shell, the other half of the elixir fell into the flowing magma and burned into ashes and disappeared in an instant, but the spiritual power around it became more intense.

The monks who had not left quickly found a safe place to meditate and practice. The majestic spiritual power of the elixir was integrated into this world. Although it was only half a pill, it was enough to benefit all living beings.

"Let's go." Song Ci'an sheathed her sword, and the blood flowing from her shoulder dyed her white robe red.

You Ye stared at Song Ci'an for a long time. The thunder above his head became more and more intensive, as if he was about to scream and chop down. "Let's go." You Ye said to the guardians on the left and right beside him.

"Your Majesty, he is at the end of his strength at this moment. We should..." The right protector was quite puzzled by the Demon Lord's decision at this moment. He could obviously choose to kill Jin Xiao directly. The thunder calamity was about to fall and Jin Xiao was injured again. This was a golden opportunity to kill him.

"Shut up!" You Ye turned to stare at the right protector, "Just a protector, is it your turn to question my decision?" There was bloodthirsty murderous intent in his eyes.

The right protector took two steps back, knelt down on one knee, and kowtowed, "Your Majesty, this subordinate... If a subordinate has overstepped, please punish me, Your Majesty."

"Go back and be confined in Wuyouya for a month." You Ye turned around, staggering but still standing upright.

Endless End... Protector Right shivered all over. Those who enter the confinement in Wuya will have all their cultivation levels suppressed. They are no different from ordinary people in Wuya, but beasts, snakes and insects are everywhere in Wuya. The last person to be imprisoned in Wuwuya was the subordinates of Lao Mozun who tried to murder You Ye after his death. They were caught by You Ye and imprisoned in Wuwuya.

During the stage of transformation into a god... he could not survive two months in Endless End, and after his death, even his body was devoured by the beasts inside.

Bright red blood flowed from the palms of the right protector's clenched hands. Obviously...it was clear that he was not wrong. He was thinking about the Lord and the entire demon clan. There was blood between his lips and teeth, and his eyes were filled with viciousness, "It's...the Lord." "

Watching Demon Lord You Ye's figure disappear before his eyes, the right protector slowly stood up from the magma. His knees had already been cracked by the boiling magma, and the melted bones were exposed.

It's not that the body in the transformation stage cannot withstand magma, it's just that... the right protector lowered his eyes and saw that blood and flesh had grown back on the white bones, but there were some things that he needed to confirm in person.

The right guardian stood up, straightened his clothes, and signaled to his subordinates in the distance.

He pulled the Right Protector over and said, "You have violated the Lord's will, are you willing to die?" Having been with the Right Protector day and night for more than a hundred years, the Left Protector knew his thoughts and actions clearly.

The right protector smiled strangely, "I didn't let them touch that person." He raised his chin and looked at the person in the distance in the clouds of calamity. There was undisguised malice and viciousness in his eyes. It would be best if he could be Thunder tribulation split it into ashes. "If I can't kill him, why can't I kill a little ant?" As he spoke, he raised his spirits and charged towards Qi An, who was resisting in the front, and killed him.

With the blessing of the Frost Sword, he could barely fight against some demon disciples in the Golden Core stage, but when faced with a palm attack from the God Transformation stage, Qi An, who was originally tired of fighting, was directly knocked away.

The Frost Sword was not his own spiritual sword in the first place. Now without the blessing of his master's spiritual power, Qi An was hit several meters away by the right guardian's palm. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the bright red blood slid down his fingers. The blade of the Frost Sword. The originally snow-white sword seemed to be glowing with red light, but in this urgent situation, no one noticed it.

The moment You Ye disappeared, Song Ci'an's body went limp. Without the support of his sword, he might have fallen onto the flowing and boiling magma. The spiritual power in the body breaks through the limbs and bones, flowing through the muscles and veins of the body. The spiritual power in the body interacts with the thunder and calamity in the clouds. The desire for breakthrough that has been suppressed in the body can no longer be suppressed at this moment.

At the moment of breakthrough, the sword in his hand emitted bursts of sword sounds. Song Ci'an seemed to feel something. He opened his eyes and looked at Qi An's position. The robe outlined with silver and white silk threads had already been soaked with blood, and the sword he held tightly in his hand was stained with blood. There was blood, both from one's own and the enemy's, and the sword was glowing with red light. This was...the sign of the contract!

Qi'an's remaining spiritual power flowed to the part where the palm and the sword hilt meet, but the owner of the body was focused on the oncoming Right Protector and did not notice this situation.

The Frost Sword and the Cold Moon Sword are different from other ordinary spiritual swords. This sword contract requires a lot of spiritual power. Now Qi An's spiritual power is insufficient, not to mention the Right Protector who is looking at him eagerly and wants to deal with it quickly. With the Frost Sword alone, If you force a contract, your spiritual power will be drained from your body until you die. And forcibly severing the contract with the Frost Sword and reversing the spiritual power of the whole body is also a dead end for Qi An at this moment.

Song Ci'an lowered his eyes. There was another way. The Fengling Flower in his hand was forced into Qi An's body.

The Fengling Flower itself contains extremely abundant and majestic spiritual power. Faced with Qi An's current predicament, letting him absorb the Fengling Flower is the only way.

The Wind Spirit Flower in his hand was released, and the dark purple thunder struck his body with lightning speed. Under the force of heaven and earth, the tendons were shattered inch by inch, and new power poured in, repairing the damage inch by inch. The tendons and veins of the body gather in the tendons little by little.

With each lightning strike, the tendons were shattered inch by inch, and then repaired inch by inch. Purer spiritual energy poured into the body, into the tendons, and into the flesh and blood.

The tendons were broken again and again and repaired inch by inch. The flesh and blood were torn apart piece by piece by the thunder that contained the power of heaven and earth and the spiritual power in the body, and then formed a new body of flesh and blood.

Nine thunderbolts struck down, and he experienced nine rebirths from the ashes.

Between heaven and earth, whether they are meditating or practicing, or fighting and robbing treasures, they are all attracted by the roaring thunder.

No one has ever seen such a thunder disaster. The dark purple thunder with a little golden light struck the figure floating in the air with the power of heaven and earth that destroyed everything.

"Is this...Venerable Jinxiao making a breakthrough?"

"The Mahayana stage...he is going to break through and enter the Mahayana stage!!!"

"Look at the power of this thunder... I'm afraid it won't be able to withstand it." There was malicious speculation in the words, golden thunder... It is recorded in ancient books that only the thunder that breaks through the tribulation period and ascends into the fairy world is golden! Nowadays, the thunder in the Mahayana period is filled with gold, and I am afraid that I will die in this tribulation!

There are probably a lot of good things in the Najie of Venerable Jinxiao, the great power of the integration stage and the protector of the Yunxiao Sect. There is a greedy look in his eyes. As long as he dies in this tribulation, This treasure...

Obviously, this person is not the only one who has this idea. The journey of cultivation is all about hard work, but talent is the ticket, and it is more important than hard work. People like them who are not talented have been practicing hard for hundreds of years but they can't even become Nascent Soul. However, in the same few hundred years, Jin Xiao can become a great master in the integration stage and is now breaking through the Mahayana stage. How can they not envy!

And now, I have the opportunity to witness such a character fail to overcome the tribulation and die in front of me. How can this not be exciting!

Someone quietly swung his sword, and the sword light went straight towards the man who was sitting quietly and suspended in the air, but the man didn't pay attention, and even ignored the sword beside him that always protected the master. The black-purple thunder in the air struck down, not only hitting the person who was sitting quietly, but also struck directly at the person wielding the sword. The man wielding the sword screamed and fell into the boiling magma. The spiritual sword in his hand was chopped into ashes, which were blown by the wind and scattered on the ground.