take care of yourself

There was roaring thunder in Ying Yao's ears, so he didn't hear Zhuo Yuanshan's applause, but Ying Yi could hear it clearly.

He felt like his worst fear had happened.

Zhuo Yuanshan began to appreciate Ying Yao, so what will happen after the appreciation?

Ying Yige didn't dare to think about it, he gritted his teeth, took out the elixir from the mustard ring, took advantage of Zhuo Yuanshan's full attention on Ying Yao who was moving in the air, and swallowed the elixir in one gulp.

In the entire comprehension world, the only ones who dare not take a sip of medicine when they cross the big realm are the "worldly" Taoist monks who cultivated by Ying Yao, and the ruthless Taoist monks like Ying Yige who practice "non-self" almost every time they cross the realm. External force—the marrow of the mountain, the heart of the monster, these heaven and earth spirits are fine, otherwise there is no way to break free from the shackles of "I".

This is the inner alchemy of a snake. After Ying Yige took the medicine, he felt hot and his abdomen felt a little itchy. He wanted to crawl on the ground. He took a deep breath and sat cross-legged, concentrating on his five senses to visualize.

Zhuo Yuanshan turned his gaze back, surprised and delighted and said: "Did you get some insight from Yige?"

Ying Yao raised his sword and stood in the air. His hand holding the sword was a little numb from the remaining force of the thunder. He moved his fingers several times before recovering. Just as he was about to concentrate on dealing with the next thunder, Jisu suddenly said, "The one below, Your blood relatives seem to be forming pills."

Ying Yao frowned, but the next thunderbolt had already struck, he didn't have time to think about it, he raised his hand to block the thunderbolt with his sword intent, took advantage of the momentum to turn back to the ground, glanced at Ying Yige, and asked Zhuo Yuanshan: " Do you take him away or me?"

His cotton robe has become tattered under the thunder, and it was simply torn off and tied around his waist. His honey-colored chest was bare, and he had sweated from strenuous activities, leaving a few inadvertently obvious water marks on it, like A vigorous and elegant cheetah.

He set up a few spirit-gathering and heart-cleaning formations in front of Ying Yige, and was about to compensate Ying Yao with two defensive magic weapons when he saw Ying Yao lower his head and look at the spirit-gathering formation he had set up. Without hesitation, he ran in the opposite direction to Jianchi.

Jianxiu's footsteps were very fast, and he managed to disappear from Zhuo Yuanshan's sight before the third lightning tribulation struck. The thunder cloud also floated past him, but part of the edge was still covering Ying Yige's head , but it was too late for Ying Yao to run further.

He stopped and hastily received a flash of lightning. His whole body seemed to be broken by a huge force. The square bricks under his feet were shattered into dust, his ankle sank into the ground, and he knelt on the ground with one knee.

Zhuo Yuanshan's spiritual consciousness from the past was ejected in the Thunder Tribulation Center. He caught a last glimpse of Ying Yao throwing the saving world sword, grabbing his ankle and pulling himself out of the ground like a carrot, and then stepped on the ground Leaping up, he grabbed the Jiusu sword that had started to fall with his probing hand, and pressed the palm of his left hand against the blade with a little force.

Jiusujian said slowly, "Huh? Sweet?"

Ying Yao rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Is my blood still stinky? It's not a heartless monk of the ruthless way. Hurry up and absorb it, there are still six paths of thunder."

The blade of the Jiusu Sword glowed with light, and the blood that Yingyao wiped on the blade of his palm flowed away, turning into several very thin runes in the blink of an eye. ..."

Jiusujian replied: "Benevolence, I know it."

A moment later, the newly formed Thunder Tribulation slammed at Yingyao, and Yingyao raised his sword and did not move until Leiting touched the tip of the sword. Lost the strength of this blow.

After he stabilized his body in the air again, the sound of thunder exploded in the ears of the onlookers. Moxiu, who followed behind Zhuo Yuanshan to join in the fun, spit out the blood foam that was shaken out, and said softly and uncertainly. Said: "Sword cultivators need to use spiritual energy to cross the tribulation, right?"

Zhuo Yuanshan was stunned.

But before he could move his eyes to the spirit gathering array he had set up for Ying Yige, two thunderbolts rushed towards Yingyao, and the sword repairer cut off the first one like the same way, and crossed the rescue sword. The sword spine blocked the second strike, and then was smashed into the ground by this mighty force.

Jiusujian muttered, "I'm a sword, and the sword doesn't know shame. Oh, don't stick me in the soil. It won't look good if it's stained with mud."

Ying Yao ignored its second sentence, stood up with his sword supporting his body, and felt the thin aura remaining behind the spirit-gathering array set up by Zhuo Yuanshan outside, and what seemed to be a layer of aura in his meridians. The separated spiritual energy once again stepped on the ground to meet the thunder disaster.

This time he was still holding the sword with one hand, the sword light gathered on the tip of the sword was almost as strong as the thunder light, the Jiusu sword let out a high-pitched sword cry, the two rays of light met from the sharpest point, and collided with each other smash.

Ying Yao's sword intent was destroyed, he suddenly opened his mouth to spit out blood, and asked Jiu Sujian: "Which is better than drinking?"

Jiusu Jianshang was immersed in the meaning of the sword, and muttered to himself: "Determining right from wrong... Zhiye, I can be king."

Zhuo Yuanshan's hand was hanging on the spirit stone of the spirit-gathering formation he had set up, hesitating not to let it fall, he knew that he should stop the formation to release the spiritual energy so that Ying Yao could make up for it, but he was worried that he would delay Ying Yi's song by stopping the spirit-gathering formation Formation of pills, two ideas are arguing with each other, but no result can be obtained.

Ying Yige's closed eyes suddenly opened, and the aura from his body overflowed, circling around his body, and slowly condensed into a solid body.

This was a sign of success, Zhuo Yuanshan was inexplicably surprised, and immediately gave up the idea of ​​stopping the spirit gathering formation: "Don't be afraid, Yige," he said in a very gentle voice, "I'll be with you."

Jiusujian sensed the sign that the two lightning catastrophes merged into one before the few people present, and it asked Ying Yao: "Can I kill that pair of dogs and men in a while?"

Ying Yao let the sword intent wear off the eighth thunderbolt with his words, the tiger's mouth burst open, and the blood wetted the string wrapped around the hilt of the Jiusu sword.

The ninth thunderbolt didn't fall, no matter how slow Ying Yao was, he understood Ying's idea of ​​singing. He fell back to the ground and replied loudly, "Zhuo Yuanshan, I'll fuck your mother."

Jiusujian was stunned for a while, then laughed and flew around in his sea of ​​consciousness.