Technology Cultivation System

In the mental space, the mental bodies of the three origin beasts kept impacting Meng Changkong's body.

The pain in his soul was not enough to keep Meng Changkong standing where he was. He knelt on the ground, his hands clenched into fists to support the ground, his body twitching non-stop.

The severe pain in the depths of the soul kept hitting his brain.

Now he can finally experience the pain that Qingyue has endured.It's just that Meng Changkong was not as miserable as Qingyue called out, but used verbal abuse to try to alleviate his mental pain.

"Grass! This is the Three Beasts Sacrifice Soul Formation, this is the Three Beasts Sacrifice me!"

Meng Changkong roared. Although his face was distorted, his eyes were wide open.

Even the little Lolita couldn't enter here, only Meng Changkong persisted hard, like a lonely brave man.

"What the hell, if I beat you three once, I can beat you a second time!"

The three beast shadows kept impacting Meng Changkong's body, shrinking a little with each impact, which was a sign of mental exhaustion.

However, with the passage of time, under the continuous impact of the three beast shadows, Meng Changkong's figure became more and more illusory, with faint signs of shattering.

Now is the time to challenge his willpower, as long as Meng Changkong relaxes, he may disappear like a bubble.

"Shuyao, wait for me, I will go back and save you."

Meng Changkong murmured in a low voice, "Qingyue, you have to hold on to me too. I'm not dead yet, so you can't die first."

"You still promised to stay with me for a year."

Meng Changkong kept repeating these words as if he had drunk too much.

Endure, hold on!

The three beast shadows gradually shrank, looking at Meng Changkong sitting cross-legged on the ground, he seemed a little angry.

Three beast shadows turned into a stream of light and penetrated into the center of Meng Changkong's eyebrows.

For a moment, Meng Changkong's eyes were staring straight. Now that his whole body was numb, he could no longer feel the pain.

The surroundings were quiet, and his body was like a straw in a strong wind, about to be smashed into pieces in an instant.

At this moment, he felt like he was going to die.

The kind that destroys all souls.

On the stone platform outside the cave, a red fox was lying on it, as if his whole body had been doused with blood, his breath was like gossamer.

Qingyue has stopped screaming, she has no strength, and it is already a miracle that she is alive.

At this moment of complete silence, a melodious and melodious flute sound came in from outside the cave. The sound was not loud, but for the two of them now, it was as happy as rain after a long drought.

A gleam of clarity suddenly appeared in Meng Changkong's eyes, and the body that had begun to drift away in the mental space quickly gathered together, and a body that was more solid than before appeared.

"Grass! Grass! Grass!"

"Hahahaha!"

"I fucking succeeded!"

Meng Changkong laughed almost frantically in the mental space.

Yes, he survived.

In the cave, the three-beast sacrificial soul array arranged by Meng Changkong erupted with dazzling light, and the chains of the formations were linked together to form a gossip mark, and the center of the mark was the Sumeru stone.

The sealing technique of the four gods and beasts resonated with the newly formed gossip mark, leading the gossip mark to penetrate into Qingyue's lower abdomen.

The veins of the golden formation that restrained Qingyue loosened one after another, entrenched in the middle of her lower abdomen like golden threads.

A golden light suddenly appeared, quickly filling the entire cave.Under the golden light, Qingyue's chaotic extreme fire power was quickly absorbed into the Sumeru Stone in the eight trigrams imprint.

Ganlu, who was sitting outside, noticed the abnormality in the cave, and sat up suddenly from the rock. Several times she couldn't help rushing in, but remembering what Meng Changkong said before going in, she sat down again with a wry smile .

The sound of the flute sounded again, still melodious and pleasant, but it was a little more sad.

……

The next morning, the first ray of sunlight fell in front of the cave, and Qing Hongtu and Mei Yu also came here.

Ganlu stood up, with a haggard face, and played the flute all night, which also consumed a lot of origin qi.

"Patriarch, you are here."

Qing Hongtu nodded, and asked nervously: "They..."

"It hasn't come out yet, and there is no movement."

Ganlu shook her head and said softly, her expression was full of worry.

Qing Hongtu's tall body trembled suddenly, his eyes were a little red, and he didn't dare to think about it.

Mei Yu stood aside and clenched her fists, growling angrily: "If I say it, I shouldn't have let that kid follow Yue'er in. If it wasn't for his meddling, maybe Qingyue would have survived long ago, alive and kicking." Come out."

"To break the curse, is it important to be alive?"

Qing Hongtu shook his head with a wry smile, said nothing, just walked towards the cave.

It's been a night, the dust has settled, and nothing else can help.

Mei Yu and Gan Lu silently followed behind, their eyes full of sadness, they couldn't accept the result.

Qingyue is the talented girl of their Fox Clan, her demise is a great loss to the Fox Clan.

"What the hell, I'd rather not have those two energy-gathering circles than believe that boy Meng Changkong's nonsense."

Mei Yu regretfully beat her chest and stamped her feet.

"If you want me to say that kid is not necessarily a secret agent sent by any clan."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a weak voice coming from the cave.

"Patriarch, has the clan worked hard?"

When Qing Hongtu heard these words, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes, he was still alive!

He was as happy as a child, without any patriarchal demeanor at all.

He hurried towards the cave and shouted excitedly.

"Hahaha, there is no elaboration. There is only one sixth child!"

Looking at Qing Hongtu's appearance, Ganlu covered her mouth and smiled, but her eyes were a little moist.

It's good to be alive!

Mei Yu opened his mouth wide, his eyes were full of shock, and after a while, he muttered to himself: "It's either meticulous or not. What the hell, why am I still the sixth child?"

Meng Changkong walked out of the cave with Qingyue in his arms, and Qing Hongtu followed beside him, the excitement on his face disappeared without a trace, and he was a little gloomy.

When Mei Yu and Gan Lu saw the red bloodstain on Meng Changkong's face matching Qingyue's lips, they looked at each other. It seemed that the relationship between the two was really worth pondering.

Meng Changkong smiled wearily, he didn't notice the abnormality in the eyes of the few people, and thought it was the miserable appearance of Qingyue who felt sorry for Qingyue.

"Fortunately not humiliated."

Ganlu quickly turned into Qingyue, who was covered in blood, and said with a smile, "Leave Yue'er to me, Xiaomeng, and you too go to rest."

Meng Changkong let out a long sigh of relief, he was indeed a little tired.

After setting up the formation last night, I got up and took a look at Qingyue, then passed out, and I haven't recovered yet.

However, Little Lolita did not announce the completion of the task for a long time, which made him a little uneasy.