Is the target of the strategy darkened? Then die again

Although Qin Yili's reason was still there, he was overwhelmed by the surging emotions and could not say anything.

Qin Ke didn't expect any response from him, so she directly explained what she meant: "The medicine I gave him was refined by my parents when I was born. As long as I feed him the medicine, I will Using spiritual power to assist the elixir to take effect, his current situation can be alleviated."

At any other time, although Qin Yi'ai's injuries were troublesome, they were not serious enough to endanger his life.

It's just that now he has no spiritual bone to trace back the spiritual power, and the demonic energy in his body is destroying his body rampantly. The Yin energy left on him by the female corpse breaks the delicate balance, which leads to his current near death.

Both Yu Wenxing and Kong Jian looked at the cold immortal whose face was obscured by his falling white hair.

The three of them were waiting for his reaction.

A long time passed, or their time was stretched.

The man stained with blood finally reacted. He held Qin Yimai with one hand, put his head on his forehead, and closed his eyes.

The bright white light enveloped them.

Soon, in the astonished gazes of the three people, a piece of spiritual bone with a faint luster emerged from Qin Yili's body.

People are born with spiritual bones.

But only those who embark on the path of spiritual practice can activate its effects.

People who lose their spiritual bones will not only die soon, but will also suffer the most severe torture in the world. This is why after Mingxiao Immortal Lord dug out the spiritual bones of Qin Yili who was carrying a demonic body, no one personally treated him. Except for the reason he had an opinion.

Anyway, no one can escape death.

Although Qin Yi'ao did not die and became the Demon Lord, no one suspected that Mingxiao Immortal Lord would do anything for his own gain, but...

Whether it was the emotional leak just now or this spiritual bone, it proved that he was not a desireless and heartless immortal.

He just suppressed all his emotions in the cold depths.

And what can affect his emotions...

Kong Jian stopped Yu Wenxing who wanted to step forward.

Yu Wenxing asked anxiously: How could he watch Mingxiao Immortal Lord give him his spiritual bones?

Sora Mi just shook his head and motioned for him to look at the white-haired immortal carefully.

Although his face was much paler, he was not as weak as after having his spiritual bones dug out. On the contrary, the cold aura on his body became more and more chilling, making people afraid to get close easily.

How is this going?

Qin Ke was the only one present who knew that Qin Yili was just returning to him the spiritual bones that were kept in his body and belonged to Qin Yi'ao.

The two people's foreheads were closely pressed together.

Even though they were covered in blood at this moment, no one could deny the intimacy lingering on them that excluded everyone.

The fit of the spirit bones made Qin Yimai's feeble breathing become more obvious, and the spread of black energy gradually decreased at the wound. However, the spirit bones had been away from his body for too long and were entangled with the demonic energy in his body, making him unconscious. He frowned uneasily, with a look of pain on his face.

Qin Yili used half of his spiritual power to nourish Qin Yimai's spiritual bones, so that the ice-cold energy in his body with ice spiritual roots was sharply reduced. Now, the square inch of land centered on him feels like he is on an ice field and snow peak. Gives chills.

Fortunately, the people present were not mortals, and they used their spiritual power to avoid being invaded by the cold air.

"Ai'er, take out the medicine that Master gave you." Qin Yili whispered to the unconscious man.

Even though he was unconscious, his subconscious mind had no resistance to the voice. Qin Yinai obediently took out the medicine bottle Qin Ke gave him from his storage bag.

Qin Ke: "..."

The two people watching: "..."

The three of them were speechless at the situation in front of them. If they weren't convinced that Qin Yinai was really in a coma, and Qin Yili was not someone who would make them happy, they all would have suspected that they had been deceived by a joint effort.

"He couldn't swallow the medicine."

Hearing this, Qin Yili took the elixir from Qin Ke's hand, held it in his mouth, leaned forward slightly, pried open Qin Yiai's lips and teeth, and put the elixir under his tongue into his mouth.

Qin Ke: "..."

She looked at Qin Yili, whose face remained unchanged and indifferent, and then at Qin Yiai, whose lips were stained with water, and her heart was filled with countless shocks.

That's it!

How did he say that he and Qin Yinai were just a master-disciple relationship!

Whose master and disciple gave medicine in this way?

Even so, she did not stop the movements in her hands. Although this elixir was a holy medicine for healing, it must be supplemented by her Qin family's skills to be effective, in order to have another chance before they were about to die. A chance to live.

Hers was given to Qin Yinai, her brother's...

Not letting himself think about those things anymore, Qin Ke concentrated on letting the elixir blend into Qin Yiai's body.

She didn't stop until all the eight extraordinary meridians were almost repaired. At this moment, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, her face became pale, and her figure was shaky: "The rest of the medicine will take effect after he wakes up and regulates his breathing." That’s it…”

Qin Yiai's condition improved visibly, and Qin Yili then turned his attention to others: "Master?"

"I'm fine. It's just that my spiritual energy has been consumed too much. I'll be fine later."

Qin Ke waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to worry about him: "Qi... do you know what he went to do?"

Qin Yili pursed his lips slightly as he picked up Qin Yinai, with some apology in his indifferent eyebrows: "I... didn't stop him."

He has a blood feud with Zhengdao, and now he has a hundred thousand innocent souls to feed him. Even if both good and evil forces surround him, they can't do anything to the current Lin Ziqi.

As they knew, he would kill all the righteous monks, and those demonic cultivators who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity would also be killed by Lin Ziqi, who was lost in power and went crazy.

Qin Ke was a little silent.

Then he raised a brisk smile: "Now that things are like this, let's think about how to solve the difficulties. How will future generations record it?"

Yu Wenxing didn't know much about it, but Kong Jian, who was well-read, knew it well.

"It is reported that when Lin Ziqi was about to claim himself as the Supreme in the world of cultivation, suddenly heaven rained down thunder from the sky, and the souls of the demons who had not survived the calamity were destroyed, and then the surviving good and evil fell into silence for a long time. .”

Waiting for the thunder from heaven?

Why does it sound so unreliable?

"Forget it, it's useless to think too much. We can only take one step at a time. Let's leave Sifang Town first."

No one present had any objections, and they were also very anxious about the situation in which their spiritual power was being restricted.

Before they left the town, they saw from a distance the corpses of the people of Sifang Town gathered in a large open space scattered all over the place. Many villagers who were still dead stared with their eyes...

The ones who took action were the female corpses who had just run away.

When they realized they were coming, they all scattered again. Some villagers who were lucky enough to survive hugged each other in fear, their courage was too frightened to move.