Chapter 230 Causal Loop

Seeing the appearance of Meng Qingying suddenly bouncing up from his dying state, Qin Yi suddenly thought of a line of poetry: Sit up in shock from a dying illness...

No, it's a poem.

What surprised him in his heart was that in the secret realm of the earth spirit, the ghost crying jade obtained by the ghost crying vine that Liusu was about to move away would come in handy so quickly.

If you say you have luck, then luck is tassels.

Although it is less and less vocal to point out, even this battle silently helped to swallow the soul power, and it was silent... It was because Qin Yi himself became more and more assertive, but there was always a kind of Cultivate the feeling of running away, and don't want to interfere too much.

When did this feeling start, Qin Yi no longer remembers...

At this time, Meng Qingying had already held the Devil May Cry Jade and began to cast spells. You can see a dark aura emanating from the black jade, but that darkness is not a shadow, but circles like ripples, like the deepest dream in the deepest night.

That is the deepest bit of true spirit in the sea of ​​living souls.

The sound of ghost crying sounded out of nowhere, in the boundless expanse of night, straight to the netherworld.

The black flame mark on Meng Qingying's forehead suddenly lit up, and almost at the same time, a black jade-like mark suddenly appeared on the forehead of the dragon-shaped phantom in the sky. The two imprints complement each other, and suddenly they are as bright as the morning stars.

This is communication with the nether world, reaching directly to the sea of ​​souls. Unless it is a powerful technique, nothing can stop it, whether it is Zheng Yunyi's tortoise shell or secret technique, it will not help at all.

If we say that the dragon shape before was just a fictional shape, without a soul, without wisdom, and just a fictitious concept born, then with the birth of this imprint, its dark dragon pupils suddenly came alive and became a living creature. things.

Zheng Yunyi's heart skipped a beat, everything changed in an instant, and he suddenly found that the dragon was out of control.

Long Tong looked down and found that his "flesh and blood" was being absorbed by others.

The dragon eyes were furious, and the huge dragon body struggled frantically, roaring to the sky!

"Roar!"

This is the first time it has made a real sound except for the conceptual "dragon chant" since it came into the world, which is almost indistinguishable from a real dragon.

Zheng Yunyi exhausted his mana and could no longer absorb any luck. Not only that, the luck that he had worked so hard for a long time flowed back in an instant and returned to the dragon body to form its starlight flesh.

The starlight grew brighter.

Zheng Yunyi made a decisive decision, immediately withdrew the spell, and quickly sacrificed a flying sword to retreat decisively.

The moment he flew back, Wan Dao starlight exploded, blasting the pillar he was standing on into powder.

Zheng Yunyi was glad that he responded in a timely manner, although he didn't understand what happened, he didn't feel regretful, and ran away quickly.

It can also be regarded as a generation of decisions.

However, people flew away for an unknown distance, but he still felt that something was wrong.

It's exactly the same feeling as when the luck is sucked back, there is still something in the body that is constantly being lost.

This is... not only returning the luck that was sucked away, but also sucking away the luck that he should have? Still sucking until now?

"I'll go..." Zheng Yunyi finally couldn't help but swear, and turned his head to look back.

Just when he turned his head, a ray of light came from nowhere, as fast as a shock, and hit him directly. Zheng Yunyi only subconsciously evaded to the right, his left shoulder was hit squarely, and his whole body was hit like a spinning top and flew for more than ten miles without stopping.

There was also a scolding voice coming from the light that hit the person: "Who's baby, Fei Dun is still looking behind, bad luck!"

The luck was sucked away, and even the flight crashed. This bad luck was immediate.

"Pfft..." Zheng Yunyi clutched his bloody shoulders, furious with injuries, finally spat out a mouthful of blood, and staggered back to the Immortal Palace. He wants to ask Master how to deal with this bad luck!

Before flying half a mile, the flying sword under his feet cracked with a "click". However, it was affected by the aftermath of that person's impact just now. This magic weapon, which was only used to pretend to fly, was not a real flying sword at all. It could not withstand the aftermath and had been damaged.

Zheng Yunyi is the pinnacle of Qin Xin, but he can't fly yet. As soon as the flying sword cracked, he fell down helplessly. Finally, his luck was not bad enough. There was no sharp rock below, just a jungle.

"Boom!" Zheng Yunyi fell down in disgrace, as if his whole body was about to fall apart. Finally, he had some magic power to protect himself, and he cast a few spells before falling to the ground to delay it, otherwise he would have fallen to his death.

Struggling hard for a while, I couldn't stand the pain. This high-altitude fall was no joke, all internal organs were severely injured, and the mana in his body could not be concentrated at all. I am afraid that the injuries were no worse than Qin Yimeng Qingying, and he would lie down for several days...

Trembling, he fed himself a pill, and was about to close his eyes to rest, when the sky suddenly darkened, and several black bears' heads poked left and right.

"I go……"

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Zheng Yunyi's bad luck over there was not manipulated by Meng Qingying, because Meng Qingying had already fainted.

Ghost Crying Jade gave her a shortcut to communicate with the soul bridge, but it does not mean that her injury was healed, on the contrary, because Meng Qingying was completely overdrawn at this time to the point where she could not even support for a moment. Not reaching the point, fainted to the ground.

The dragon of luck has landed, and its huge body covers the entire Qianlong Temple, preventing anyone from approaching.

The army and other Taoist priests who were about to enter the temple were all blocked outside. Although they were surrounded by heavy siege, the ruins under the belly of the dragon became the safest place, a space that sheltered from wind and rain.

Qin Yi lay on the spot and thought for a while. At this time, he was too wounded to fight, and the dragon couldn't be driven by himself. It would be dangerous to leave, but it would be more appropriate to recover here for a few days. And anyway, fighting side by side with Meng Qingying at this moment, and relying on her dragon at this moment, you can't just watch her faint in the ruins and leave it alone. If there is no one to rescue her, if her injury worsens, she may die. of.

Qin Yi reluctantly took a pill, relieved a little, and then struggled to sit up. Turning his head to look at the scene of ruins, he pondered for a while, then hugged Meng Qingying, arched his shoulders away from the rocks, and got under the ruins.

This was originally a huge building combination of the Qianlong Temple, the Observatory and the Underground Palace. The upper part was destroyed by their battles. There are still many intact rooms under the Underground Palace, not all of them collapsed.

He still has the map given by Lingxu at hand, and he knows that there are pharmacies and pill rooms in the underground palace, so he can find some pills that are suitable for the disease, and recover under the protection of the dragon of luck.

There is a map, and although the corridors are broken and blocked everywhere, the medicine room was found quickly. Fortunately, the medicine room is quite far from the battle center, and it is still well preserved.

Qin Yi carried Meng Qingying into the medicine room, sealed the door, and the room was suddenly pitch black.

He put Meng Qingying down against the wall, and leaned against the wall to breathe hard for a while, Meng Qingying leaned on his shoulder, breathing weakly.

But the fragrance is still there, lingering on the nose.

In a small dark room where the sun is not visible, a woman who has no resistance in a coma can touch her face that can be broken by just turning her head.

It's very similar to Minghe's environment, but it's a little bit more... This kind of cognitive sense of cheating the dark room to do something quietly and no one knows, always tests the concentration of a normal man.

It just so happened that Meng Qingying was the culprit who caused Deminghe's serious injury back then, which always made Qin Yi feel a sense of karmic retribution.

Of course he wouldn't do that.

After resting for a while, he secretly adjusted his breath, and his first sentence was still looking for tassels: "Bang Bang, are you there?"

Liusu said, "Of course."

"But you haven't spoken all the time, and you always feel uncomfortable."

"You really want me to talk?"

"Why don't you talk?"

"Because at times like this, you definitely don't like what I say, and you don't know how to do it, so just don't say it."

"You know I won't listen again? Come and listen."

"I suggest that you kill this woman. Because she has the Dragon of Destiny as a puppet, and once she recovers, she will be a terrible opponent. If she still remembers the old grudge, or suspects what you did while she fainted...even to kill a Anyone who knows her embarrassment may want to kill you again, and you can't guess what the devil is thinking. You have run out of cards at this time, and you can't beat her, this is one of them."

"...What about the second one?"

"Secondly, she comes from the Vientiane Senluo Sect, and she has a lot of treasures... Some of them are useful to you, and some are useful to me."

"That's what you really mean."

"No matter which one is my true meaning, will you do it?"

What a magic wand... thinking has never been so evil.

Qin Yi didn't answer, and turned his head slightly to look at Meng Qingying who was sleeping. She really had no power to resist at this moment.

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