Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

In the turbulent flow of the dark space, a small safe space formed by formations rose up.It was as if a small safe haven appeared in the black wild waves.

"Not quite right."

Lin Lingqing quietly stared at the darkness in front of him through the defensive formation he raised.

Around him, there were already many people sitting or lying down, their bodies more or less painted, and the sound of coughing and groaning came from time to time.

Shentu Linchun sat beside him with a dejected expression.The young man suffered serious internal injuries from the cold, and after a long time of meditation and breath adjustment, he finally recovered a bit. At this moment, he opened his eyes and whispered, "Your Majesty, please rest."

Lin Lingqing glanced at him indifferently: This little demon boy, who was still yelling at him with his first and last name just now, is now addressing him as Jun Shang again.

He also pointed out a few beams of spiritual energy to strengthen the formation, "Shentu, you underestimate me too. If you have that kind of heart, why not persuade your queen for me."

Shentu Linchun's eyes widened, but his voice was lowered in horror. "Your Majesty! How can I, how can I persuade that—"

Lin Lingqing smiled when he heard the words, he felt the familiar aura behind him, and shouted without looking back: "Zhiyuan, come here."

What responded to him was the dull sound of the human body falling on the magic circle and the bloody smell that suddenly became thicker.

Fang Zhiyuan trudged into the magic circle from the darkness outside, and half of his body was soaked in blood.Panting, he put down the person on his back, and strode towards Lin Lingqing.

"Senior Brother." Fang Zhiyuan knelt down beside Lin Lingqing, his black hair was wet with blood and sweat, and rolled over his Adam's apple from his chin, seeping into his black skirt.

He managed to calm down his chaotic breathing, "I'm here. How is your side, is anyone dead?"

Fang Zhiyuan didn't deliberately suppress his voice, and the bloodless faces of the wounded behind him became ugly, and they either raised their heads unwillingly, or lowered their heads in shame.

Lin Lingqing couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't know how to teach Zhiyuan to speak well, so he had to answer truthfully: "...No, the people you brought back are still alive."

Most of the day has passed since they split up.

Lin Lingqing was driving the formation here, while Fang Zhiyuan had been shuttling through the turbulent flow of space, bringing the scattered people here one by one.

He didn't even have a decent weapon, and several of the coral branches broken in the Sea God Orb were broken, but he kept tossing and turning between the turbulent fire and lightning in this space.

The mind and soul have gone out of the body, entered the body repeatedly, and entered and exited the small fantasy world many times, as if they would not be tired at all.

Up to now, these geniuses who used to have their eyes above the top looked at Fang Zhiyuan differently.

It is one thing to watch Jingui try to win the championship when he is defeated by others; it is another thing to watch him fight for everyone when he is saved by others at the moment of life and death.

"Who did you get back this time?" Lin Lingqing had been silently counting the number of people Fang Zhiyuan brought, "Is it almost enough people?"

His mind was all on controlling the formation, and being able to talk to others calmly like this was already an astonishing attainment of the Demon Lord, but if he had to turn around and take a closer look at everyone's condition, it was a bit powerless.

"It's Jiangu Xuanyuanyi." Fang Zhiyuan glanced back and said in a low voice, "He..."

Lin Lingqing's heart skipped a beat, he could hear Fang Zhiyuan's tone of voice was not good, thinking of Jiangu, he thought of Ye Fu and Huaguo father and daughter again, couldn't help but look back.

Seeing this, he silently took a breath of air, and his chest fell heavily.Xuanyuan Yi curled up on the ground, her face was pale and ashen, her left hand was covering her right shoulder, the right sleeve was already stained dark with blood, it was broken in the middle...

Xuanyuan suggested that Lin Lingqing looked back, and grinned with cold sweat, showing blood-stained teeth and smiling.He said in a hoarse voice: "...a man is informal, hey, what is it without an arm."

Lin Lingqing felt uncomfortable, and turned his head away with downcast eyes.

Sword Valley prospered because of the birth of the sword god Ye Fu, but also declined because of Ye Fu's disappearance.Ever since Ye Fu Ye Jianshen ran away to find his wife, Jian Gu didn't even have a single person who could stand up for him.

Therefore, this burden all fell on Xuanyuan Yi, who had the best talent in sword dao among the young disciples of Sword Valley.

In Jingui's trial, Xuanyuanyi entered Sword Valley to pull Yehuaguo, and boasted boldly that he was a swordsman genius.

But Mojun knew in his heart that although Xuanyuan's aptitude was good, it was far from being a genius.

This person is just working hard, desperately working hard, and then pretending to be a genius in front of outsiders.

Regardless of whether it was the previous life or the present life, Xuanyuan Yi was holding his head high and his chest high, supporting the brand of this swordsman genius, and he desperately wanted to stand up for Jian Gu.

Now that one arm is broken in this small fantasy world at a young age, it is still the right arm of the sword. This is undoubtedly a fatal blow to the sword cultivator.

And Xuanyuan Yi was not the only one injured.

When Yuan Ziyi was carried back by Fang Zhiyuan, he was already in a coma, and his heart was severely damaged; there was also a casual cultivator who was hit by the flying light and fire, and the inflammation and poison invaded his body, and now he is as angry as a hair.

Fang Zhiyuan patiently counted to Lin Lingqing: "A total of twelve people came in, and now there are no injuries except you and me... A casual cultivator died, Xuanyuan Yi and Yuan Ziyi also had a casual cultivator surnamed Hu who was slightly injured. , and the rest were slightly injured."

The faces of the few people who were almost unable to stand up were ashen, wondering if this person had a problem with the concept of serious and minor injuries! ?

"...uh...water..."

Hu Heng, the casual cultivator suffering from inflammation, was moaning in pain.His whole body was burned, his legs and feet were twitching uncontrollably, and he mumbled nonsense, "Thirsty...give me some water..."

The only medical practitioner present was Xia Tinglan from Furong Pavilion, this girl was originally a taciturn and arrogant beauty doctor fairy.It's a pity that Ao can't be proud now, her back is also injured, and she runs around among the wounded with her hair in a bun, haggard as if she is going to faint from exhaustion at any time.

Lin Lingqing sighed, pinched the center of his brows to refresh himself, and said to Xia Tinglan, "Give me the man, the medicine, and the needle, and I'll do it."

Xia Tinglan was puzzled: "You?"

"I have learned a little bit of medical skills. Although my knowledge is superficial, I can still help to some extent."

After a while, everyone looked at the white-clothed fairy with a light temperament in silence, pinching the formula with one hand, and moving the needle through the air with the other hand, flowing clouds and flowing water.

The casual cultivator who was tortured to the point of death and twitched not long after, calmed down, breathing smoothly and fell asleep.

Xia Tinglan was dumbfounded, her head ached from anger, and she thought: Does this person have a problem with the concept of "simply learning"! ?

Who are these brothers...

Fang Zhiyuan looked at Lin Lingqing with no surprise after saving people, paused, and continued in a deep voice: "Only Fang Zhilong has not been found so far, neither alive nor dead. Ziwei can't find it."

Hearing what he said, Lin Lingqing knew it in his heart.

Among these twelve people, except Lin Lingqing, Fang Zhiyuan, Mu Qingxue who came in later, and Shentu Linchun who was with them all the time, there were only eight people left.

Among these eight people, someone must have tampered with this space.Whether it's from the motivation, from the current results, or from the stupidity of the brain... Fang Zhilong is the most likely one.

Lin Lingqing pondered for a moment, then concentrated on strengthening the formation again, and said in a low voice: "Zhiyuan, come and sit down, I have a few words."

Fang Zhiyuan frowned in resistance, his body was covered in blood, so he couldn't bear to touch Lin Lingqing's beautiful snow-white clothes.

In such a situation, it is not easy to waste aura to perform cleansing formulas...

Lin Lingqing said: "Be obedient, lean over and lie on my shoulder."

Fang Zhiyuan hesitated, and took two steps towards his senior brother.

...In the end, under the extremely painful and incomprehensible eyes of others, he first used a cleansing formula to remove the blood stains, and then put his head on Lin Lingqing's shoulder, "You say."

Lin Lingqing stared at his own formation, and said in a low voice: "You should have discovered that the space turbulence has not been slowed down for a while. I am afraid that something happened outside, and Lei Qiong was diverted."

Fang Zhiyuan closed his eyes and rested his mind. His physical exertion was actually quite high, so he only responded to his senior brother with a low "um" from his throat.

While they were talking, there was a turbulent flow of space crashing against the edge of the magic circle, and the flames flying around were very scary, and they were easily blocked by the demon king.

Lin Lingqing asked, "Where's Ziwei?"

He hadn't sensed Jina's spirit since a moment ago.

Fang Zhiyuan still closed his eyes, and stuffed a ball of purple fur into his hand by feeling.Lin Lingqing took a look, the bird folded its wings and kept its head still, "What's wrong with it?"

Fang Zhiyuan said casually, "Just get tired from flying."

Lin Lingqing knew what Fang Zhiyuan meant in his heart, he wanted to say, "Ziwei Shengzi has done too many astrology divinations, and he is exhausted."

He shook his head and whispered: "No, I won't be so tired. Something must have happened outside. We have to go out by ourselves."

At the same time, they heard a man's voice behind them. It was Gu Wenbo, the eldest son of the Xuanjiao Gu family, talking to everyone:

"Please listen to me. This place is extremely dangerous. You are seriously injured. Don't act rashly!"

This Gu Wenbo is the son of Xuanjiao, handsome in appearance and elegant in style, he was once praised by the fairy world.Among these few people, he was the least injured.

At this moment, he was trying his best to persuade the people who were depressed: "Immortal Lei Qiong and my master must have thought of a way at this moment. As long as we can survive like this for a few more days, we will be saved."

Shentu Linchun sat beside Lin Lingqing and the others, and when he heard Gu Wenbo's impassioned expression, he pursed his lips and smiled, and replied out of tune:

"Master Gu, what do you mean by 'doing this again'? Are you going to hold on to the defensive formation for the next 'days'?"

"I...!" Gu Wenbo blushed in embarrassment, "When it comes to formation skills, I am... I dare not compare with Lin Xiaoxian!"

The little demon boy is a rebellious character full of thorns. He already feels sorry for the king to take care of this group of outsiders, and he is angry that Gu Wenbo does not hurt his back while standing and talking, so he is willing to let it go?

He still wanted to sneer a few words with a playful smile, but his eyes suddenly changed, and he stood up suddenly: "What is that!?"

I saw black air billowing in the distance, darker than the surrounding darkness, carrying a gloomy and cold death air, rushing towards this side at an alarming speed.

That was obviously the terrifying yin energy that had trapped Shentu just now and had been tempered and concentrated!

But the icy coldness was stronger than before, and the turbulent flow of space fell into it, unable to stir up any sparks.

"Ho...ho..."

Amidst the black air, there were faint and strange hoarring voices.

"Where did the evil thing come from!"

Mu Qingxue gritted her teeth and got up, drew out her longbow and shot at the moon, then hooked up the white feather arrow and bent the bow to shoot.

The arrow was like a shooting star chasing the moon, and the aura was as fierce as fire, burning into a line behind the white feather.But under the eyes of everyone, he fell into the darkness, like a stone sinking into the sea, without any movement.

Shentu Linchun's face turned blue: "It's useless... Once you fall into this black swamp of Yin Qi, you won't be able to get out."

Lin Lingqing and Fang Zhiyuan looked at each other, and they also got up.Mu Qingxue retracted her bow angrily, and helped Xuanyuan Yi beside her, "Everyone who can move stands up! Take the injured back!"

Just in the time of saying these few words, the black air has already rushed to him like a wave.

The cold invaded the body, and the light was lost.The defensive formation trembled fragilely, and a crack burst out!

Someone yelled in horror: "How... how can there be such a strong Yin Qi!!"

This is just the overflowing Yin Qi, the power is so terrifying...

Lin Lingqing was forced to take two steps back, her lips were slightly pale, and her expression was condensed.He raised his hand again and typed out the rune, sealing the Yin Qi poured from the crack out again.

"This is impossible..." Gu Wenbo trembled involuntarily, looking around, "It's too late. There is no way to leave with so many wounded..."

Trembling, he took two steps back, gritting his teeth and deciding to go first, when he caught a glimpse of the black robe passing by him from the corner of his eyes.

"you……!?"

Gu Wenbo could hardly believe his eyes.

The elder of the Gu family stared at Fang Zhiyuan who was calmly and slowly walking forward, as if he had been slapped on the face, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stumbled and said, "Fang...you, are you crazy, what do you want to do!? You can't beat..."

Fang Zhiyuan ignored him, and stared straight into the depths of the black air with his sharp eyes, in which there was a faint figure——

It was clearly not a human being, but half a flesh and blood body and half a skeleton.

Fang Zhilong had been dead for a long time, his eyes were crooked and mouth slanted, his death was horrific, half of his shoulders were corroded by Yin Qi and scorched black.

But he seemed to be possessed by the demonic nature of Yin Qi, and became a monster that was half human and not a ghost. His mouth was hoarse, black smoke of Yin Qi was emitting from all seven orifices, and he attacked here crookedly.

Fang Zhiyuan's eyes flashed coldly.

He whispered to himself: "It's just in time, I don't need to look for it."

Can't go?

Then there is no need to go, just fight.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fang Zhiyuan stepped out of the defensive circle fearlessly.I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but it happened to stand in front of Lin Lingqing.

He realized that he was still empty-handed, so he turned his head and raised his eyebrows at Lin Lingqing, bending his handsome eyes, and stretched out his hand: "Brother, can I borrow Tunan for you?"