Chapter 411 Fake Death
The warm current sent charcoal in the snow, which made Zhao Tian couldn't help moaning comfortably.
At this time, the jade pendant in my arms suddenly flew up from my arms, floating in the bloody spiritual sea with unparalleled power.
A strong emerald green spread from above it, as if it were endless, wrapping the whole bloody sea in it.
The emerald light condensed a green aura vortex in front of the chest in an instant, and a strong attraction suddenly rose in the whirlpool.
Suddenly, Zhao Tian only felt that the bloody sea around his body was attracted by this strong attraction. Suddenly, he rose crazily and went straight to the green whirlpool.
A large area of blood-colored aura surged into the jade pendant at a speed that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and the jade pendant is also like the abyss of the universe, endless, as if it will never be filled.
At this time, the jade pendant suddenly became blood-red, and even the appearance became a little bigger, as if it could not be supported.
Zhao Tian's face changed. If Yupei couldn't support it, he would really die this time. For a moment, he was praying for Yupei to hold on.
'Ah!
Just when Zhao Tian's face was worried, there was a change on the jade pendant again. Through its surface, the blood color condensed more and more thickly. Suddenly, a blood-colored ray shot down from the jade pendant, and the target pointed directly at Zhao Tian.
Zhao Tian's heart was so confused that he couldn't avoid it. He was abruptly shot by the blood-colored rays emitted by Yupei.
The turbulent blood-colored aura, like the water of the river and sea, keeps rolling in Zhao Tian's small meridians.
"Puff!" Zhao Tian finally suffered this huge impact, looked up to the sky and spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his eyes fainted.
I don't know how long it took, Yupei, Xuehe and Zhao Tian formed a perfect cycle. In fact, Yupei sucked out the aura in the blood river, and then passed through the cycle to reach Zhao Tian's body.
Time flies. In the eyes of outsiders, Zhao Tian stood on the wall of Hunluo City in a posture that he did not understand. His eyes were closed and there was no popularity all over his body. From afar, he looked like a statue and had no vitality.
At this time, the old man of the Golden Devil has also recovered. Looking at Zhao Tian with his eyes closed, there is a trace of ferociousness on his face: "No matter how talented you are, if you lose your soul, it's just an empty shell. In the future, you will be an empty shell in the city of Congluo. When my demon clan takes down the city of Hunluo, and then take your body to the head of your Shui family. Always look."
"Ead Elder Jin, it's not good. 150,000 soldiers from Fengcheng are besieging the remnants of our army! There is no shortage of masters among them!' At this time, a demon general in armor ran over in a hurry, and his tone was full of anxiety.
The golden demon's face changed. He looked at the general coldly, and his eyes stayed on Zhao Tian's body again. He said coldly, "Tell them all to evacuate. When I recover, I will take the Luao City in one fell swoop!"
"Yes!"
It was at this critical moment that Miao Yun took 150,000 imperial soldiers day and night to hundreds of feet away from Hunluo City and happened to see the frightened demon soldiers and those college masters who arrived early.
When Zhao Tian was not there, Miao Yun took the lead and directly ordered the attack to surround the tens of thousands of scattered demon soldiers.
"Miss Miao, fight quickly. The Zhao Tian brothers are still fighting against the golden demon generals of the demon clan. We need to go to support them as soon as possible." Duan Zhixian saw the large army that came to support, rushed up, looked at Miao Yun with a cold face, and said urgently.
As soon as Miao Yun heard this, a trace of anger suddenly appeared on his pretty face and shouted in a delicate voice, "Quick battle, no matter who participates in the war!"
The demon clan originally retreated under the command of the golden demon, but now it is stopped by a group of masters. The golden demon is fine, but it has suffered those demon soldiers.
For a while, screams came one after another and continued. The soldiers of the demon clan could not remember the battle, and all of them were thinking about how to escape.
"In less than half an hour, the remaining 70,000 or 800,000 demon troops were swallowed up by the 150,000 troops brought by Miao Yun in an instant.
When he came to the city of Hunluo, he saw Zhao Tian standing still. His pretty face changed and he rushed up quickly.
"Miss Miao, don't approach Brother Zhao Tian. If I was right just now, the Golden Devil seems to have used the soul of the demon clan to attack in the battle. Law, the souls of human beings and Warcraft are the weakest, but our souls can be strengthened and trained, but once attacked, it is very taboo to be disturbed in the process of resistance, but if the Zhao Tian brothers really come out of it, the benefits for the soul will be a great benefit. ."
When Miao Yun was about to contact Zhao Tian, Xu Da, who had never spoken, said lightly.
"Xu Da, how do you know? It seems that we have been practicing together in the college in recent years!" Hearing Duan Zhixian's question, everyone also looked at him with a doubtful face.
"This is also what my original master told me. I didn't care at all at that time. I didn't expect to really see it. The human body is the most mysterious thing. Once it is cultivated, it can go against the sky!" Xu Da's face was cold, and when he saw everyone's expectant eyes, he also eased a little.
Everyone nodded slowly, but Miao Yun was still worried, with a little worry on his pretty face: "Brother Xu, when will Zhao Tian wake up!"
"Brother Zhao Tian, the current form can be called a fake death state, and the probability of waking up is estimated to be very low. After all, I haven't heard of it. The soul attack is powerful, but it is enough to make people enter the state of fake death. I think the attack power should not be very bad! The only thing we can do now is to wait. Xu Da's face showed a trace of melancholy and whispered.
Miao Yun's face showed bitterness and looked at Zhao Tian reluctantly: "Brother Xu, these soldiers, you can take them to the city first and station in Hunluo City. I want to accompany Zhao Tian alone!"
Everyone's faces showed a trace of helplessness. The relationship between Miao Yun and Zhao Tian is also obvious to all, and they also see the battle between Zhao Tian and the Golden Devil. First, they admire Zhao Tian's strength, and second, they are very moved by their affection.
"Okay! But if you are tired, go back to rest for a while. I believe that even Zhao Tian brothers don't want to see you like this when they wake up!" Xu Da nodded slightly and turned around and left.
Miao Yun did not say anything, but stood gently behind Zhao Tian. A pair of beautiful eyes were full of water mist, looking straight at the track of the red sun slowly falling in the distance, and his pretty face was full of worries.
"Sister Miao! Sister Miao!"
Suddenly, at this time, a rapid voice came from behind Miao Yun, and his tone was full of worry.
Miao Yun slowly turned around and saw Yang Yun's anxious face. When he saw Zhao Tian standing quietly like a statue, his eyes turned red in an instant. Tears were like broken beads, scratching the white cheeks and rolling to the ground, looking extremely sad.
"Sister Miao, Zhao Tian... What's wrong with Zhao Tian?
When Miao Yun saw Yang Yun's extremely sad appearance, her heart was also soft. She couldn't cry herself. If she cried, she would not be Zhao Tian's woman, but Yang Yun was different. Through Zhao Tian's every move to Yang Yun, she was full of love. In Miao Yun's heart, Zhao Tian's favorite person is estimated to be It's my sister.
"Xiaoyun, don't cry. Zhao Tian is just practicing. You go back first. It's cool outside!" Miao Yun said bitterly and comfortingly.
"Woo... Sister Miao, you don't have to comfort me. I heard them say that Zhao Tian's chance of waking up is very small. If he dies, I won't live!" Yang Yun cried more and more fiercely, and tears flowed down unrelentlessly, looking at Zhao Tian muttering.
Miao Yun was obviously shocked when he heard Yang Yun's words and quickly pulled Yang Yun over with a little solemn on his beautiful face: "Xiao Yun, I don't allow you to say that. Zhao Tian will not die. He likes you so much, so you must believe him!"