Young Sovereign, he wants to die every day

The light in the distance is getting brighter and brighter, and the shape of the entrance of Wangjing can be clearly seen.

"Here we come." Yan Xubai said in a low voice, and raised his sword to stir the dragon energy in the formation to draw it into the air.

Fu Guilan didn't stop either. After reciting the formula in his mouth, he waved the fixed light, and as a blue aura was thrown out from the tip of the pen, the four unmarked blood painting gods immediately jumped up and went straight to the dragon aura in the air.

The dragon energy is like a layer of golden feather coat, wrapping the blood painting god, and gradually seeping into the blood painting god's body.It can be seen that some golden aura began to circulate in Xuehuashen's body.

The entrance of Wangjing has been opened, and there are strange creatures and spirit ghosts escaping out, the number is not many, only about twenty or thirty.However, it can be seen that more and more black air is overflowing from the blue entrance, and at the same time, the sealing runes at the entrance are revealed due to the collision of strange things and spirit ghosts, and it seems to be faintly broken.

A lot of evil spirits came out from the entrance of Wangjing with howling and howling, and rushed directly to attack Fu Guilan and Yan Xubai who were closest to them.

In order to ensure the stability of the formation, Yan Xubai naturally couldn't do anything else.Holding the fixed light in his hand, Fu Guilan shot out the air blade to disperse the evil spirits around Yan Xubai, and at the same time, he needed to protect the four blood painting gods who couldn't attack on their own.

"Cultivators from all sects, please go to the center of the bridge quickly to restrain the newly escaped evil spirits." The voice of the eclectic parrot suddenly came from the air.

After receiving the order, the monks of all sects did not entangle with the evil spirits anymore, and immediately flew to the heart of the bridge.Every cultivator carried some magic tools in their hands, such as the trapping god lock, the mirror, and the immortal rope. Without hesitation, everyone quickly released the magic tools to restrain the evil spirits.

On Fu Guilan's side, there was no evil interference, driving the Blood Painting God towards the entrance.

The golden red blood painting god flying on the clouds, because of the extremely fast speed, dragged a long dragon aura behind him, but the dragon aura did not dissipate like aura, but followed the speeding trajectory of the blood painting god, and quickly rushed towards them move closer.

A large amount of dragon energy was summoned from the formation, and Yan Xubai was somewhat exhausted, but the dragon energy hadn't touched the entrance, and it was unclear whether it would succeed or fail at this time, so Yan Xubai naturally stood up.

Seeing that the dragon-patterned wreath on his neck began to glow brightly, Fu Guilan turned to him and said, "Can you still hold on?"

The blood painting god galloped into the air, and had already reached the entrance. From time to time, the evil spirits escaped and hit the blood painting god, shaking the four of them again and again.

Yan Xubai nodded, his face was pale, his lips looked bloodless, the sword formula in his hand was not closed, he pursed his lips and raised his sword, and moved the formation again.In an instant, a large amount of bright yellow dragon energy gushed out from the three formations, following the trajectory in the air, it pierced towards Xue Huashen's body.

"I'm fine, let the painting god go in quickly." Yan Xubai whispered in a very low voice, but Fu Guilan could hear it clearly.

He immediately waved the fixed light, and shot dozens of air blades from the tip of the pen to the entrance, barely splitting the crowded pile of evil spirits.The four blood painting gods also immediately rushed into the void along the gap.And the dragon aura dragging behind them also entered the entrance continuously, and at the same time, the spell words on the seal of the entrance appeared more clearly.

But if you look carefully, the original blue seal text gradually turned golden, and the evil spirits that escaped at the entrance seemed to be decreasing.

In this way, it lasted for about a stick of incense, and it could be seen that the seal had completely turned into golden light and began to surround the entrance.

"Steady and calm, don't think about it!" Fu Guilan said.

Yan Xubai half-kneeled on the ground, the broken mountain was inserted into the dragon pattern array on the ground, he closed his eyes and frowned, biting his lower lip, it seemed to have been torn, and some blood was on Yan Xubai's lip.

The four blood painting gods have completely entered, and the seal repair effect is very good, it seems that victory is in sight, but Yan Xubai's side has reached the limit, and it is only a little bit close.

Only when the front and back seals meet, can it be considered a real success.

Now Fu Guilan can't help much, Xuehuashen entered smoothly, what he actually needs to do is to protect Yan Xubai so that he can successfully seal the dragon's grace.

Yan Xubai felt that his vision began to blur, and although he was holding the sword in his hand, his body began to uncontrollably tremble.

"Sect Master Yan, Sect Master Yan." Fu Guilan's voice was next to his ear.

In fact, Yan Xubai didn't know, if Fu Guilan hadn't quickly run up behind him to support him at this time, he might have been lying on the ground.

Fu Guilan also half-kneeled on the ground, hugged Yan Xubaixu in her arms, covered his back with one hand and began to send spiritual energy to Yan Xubai to soothe his mind.

"almost."

Suddenly, the golden light in the sky flourished, almost illuminating the area of ​​Tianshengqiao.Sure enough, the seal at the entrance of the Wangjing has already connected the front and back runes, forming a complete totem.

At the same time, there were no ghosts or ghosts escaping outside.

Is this sealed?

"Is this okay?"

"Don't look at it, even if the seal is done, the rest here will still be killed."

"Look! Sect Master Qing, is Mr. Fu holding Sect Master Yan in his arms?"

On the battlefield under the bridge, Qing Shenye heard the shouts and looked up, and sure enough, he saw Yan Xubai's face was pale, and Fu Guilan picked up Yan Xubai with a solemn expression, and walked towards the forbidden exit of the battlefield.

"What's going on here? Sect Master Yan was injured? Why did he pass out?"

"Elder Fu and Sect Master Yan have both left. Is this a success or not? Should we ask?"

"Don't look at it, everyone, hurry up and kill the evil spirits." Qing Shenye shouted to the monks who stopped around.

Qing Chenye was a little worried, holding a long halberd and slashing all the way, he also ran towards the forbidden exit.When approaching the exit, more than a dozen parrots suddenly appeared in the air: "The Realm has been sealed, all cultivators are requested to strangle the monsters and spirit ghosts quickly to ensure that the seal will not be destroyed by the evil spirits on the battlefield."

"Where's Elder Fu Guilan?" Qing Chenye came out of the restraint and asked after grabbing a dojo disciple.

"Sect Master Qing, Elder Fu took Sect Master Yan to heal his injuries. It's in the shed in the rest area, the one with the blue enchantment." After the disciple answered, he turned around and ran towards the battlefield.

Sure enough, a half-sized tent in the rest area was wrapped in an enchantment, and the door curtain was also lowered, and there was a dojo disciple guarding it outside.

Qing Chenye went over to talk to the disciples guarding the gate, but was stopped and refused to enter. He only said that Sect Master Yan was seriously injured, and Elder Fu ordered no one to enter.

Naturally, Qing Chenye did not intrude, so he left safely and asked his disciples to convey his intention.

Qing Shenye left from the side of the shed, but when passing behind it, he heard arguing inside, the voices were indeed Yan Xubai and Fu Guilan.

In fact, they didn't want to inquire about anything, Fu Guilan and Yan Xubai had always been on good terms, so how could they argue for no reason at such a time.

At this moment in the house, the two of them were indeed not in a peaceful state, but one of them was not so conscious.

"Sect Leader Yan, you go to the bed first, the ground is cold." Fu Guilan held a dragon-patterned shirt with fine material in his hand, "Or you can put on the clothes, and we can talk about it slowly."

But Yan Xubai pointed his sword at Fu Guilan as if he was facing an enemy, and the awe-inspiring sword energy resonated from the sword.

"Mr. Fu, please leave. How did you find Longsuo Mountain, and how did the guards at the foot of the mountain let you in?"

There was still some blood on the corner of Yan Xubai's mouth, he covered his chest with one hand and held the sword in the other, his face was chilling.

And at his feet was a pool of dirty blood.

"In the past few days, you have been in a battlefield full of evil spirits every day. When you just sealed it, you drew too much dragon energy, and your spiritual consciousness may have been disturbed by the evil spirit. Sect Master Yan, think about it carefully, we are on the Tiansheng Bridge, aren't we?" In Longsuo Mountain. Nine years have passed since you left the dojo for training." Fu Guilan patiently explained.

But after hearing this, Yan Xubai still didn't move, he just moved the tip of the sword forward again, and directly touched Fu Guilan's chest and shirt.

"Hmph, your lie is too much. How can I not know what year it is now, do you think I am a three-year-old child?" Yan Xubai took another step forward, and the tip of the sword had already pierced Fu Gui. Lan's clothes went a little deeper, "I advise you to leave as soon as possible. If grandpa finds you here, do you think you can get out of Yanmen alive?"

The Yingluo on Yan Xubai's neck was shining with an abnormal light. Every time Fu Guilan saw the light before, it was transparent and clear, and most of them were when Yan Xubai was performing spells. At this time, the dragon pattern Yingluo was faintly red Light.

"Let's go!" Yan Xubai asked sharply when he saw that he hadn't moved.But he is too weak now, making this harsh expulsion sound more like begging someone to leave.

"Okay, I'm leaving." Fu Guilan also realized that Yan Xubai's situation was not good, so she didn't say much, took a step back, straightened the robe in her hand, and put it on the hanger beside her, "Don't worry Rest and don't think about it."

Turn around and pretend to leave.

At the same time that Yan Xubai retracted the sword, Fu Guilan had already pinched the technique of the Sleeping Curse in his hand, and threw it into the forehead of the weak man in front of him with his backhand.

Yan Xubai, who had been cursed, was paralyzed all over, and the broken mountain in his hand fell to the ground.Seeing this, Fu Guilan immediately leaned forward and hugged the fainted person.

The tent was quiet again, Yan Xubai lay quietly in Fu Guilan's arms, breathing evenly.

Fu Guilan sighed, "Sure enough, you didn't tell me that there would be such a danger."

Da Heng carried him to the bed, and Fu Guilan covered Yan Xubai with the quilt again, and was about to start giving him some spiritual energy, but when he looked up, he suddenly saw a figure outside the curtain.The position of the figure is on the side of the bed in the shed.

Thinking of the situation just now, Fu Guilan thought that it would be bad for Yan Xubai to be heard by outsiders, so she quietly walked out of the shed without disturbing the outsiders.

The monks of various sects were doing what they should do in the repair area, bandaging wounds, or sitting quietly and breathing.No one will notice Fu Guilan's side.

Turning around the corner of the canopy and coming to the back, Fu Guilan immediately recognized a young man in a green shirt and long robe.

"Is it you, Shen Ye?"

"I didn't intend to eavesdrop." Qing Shenye stepped forward to meet him, and said he was puzzled, "Sect Master Yan just now? Why do you think you are in Yanmen?"

Fu Guilan raised his hand to signal Qing Shenye to keep silent, "Let's go in and talk." Then he led him into the tent.