Chapter 310 Spiritual Yuanmai Elixir

As soon as this words came out, the captain of Tianlongzong's side suddenly made a mess, as if he had exploded a pot. He fled and exclaimed with exclamation. There was no trace of master demeanor of the strong man in the sky mirror.

Xiao Heng, who was hiding in the mountains behind the dead butterfly, also looked at the sky with a shocked face.

The law of time? How many means of pressing the bottom of the box have not been revealed by spiritual friends? Looking at the shaky figure of the dead butterfly, Xiao Heng was worried and said to himself gently with a frown.

In fact, the spirit dead butterfly was able to sit on the position of the lord of the dead butterfly city in the yinling world with the heavenly mirror cultivation, which has shown her extraordinary. Otherwise, there are many monks in the Yang Realm of the Yinling Realm. How can it be their turn to get the withered butterfly? And the cultivation and Taoism of the withered butterfly are also passed down to an ancient ghost sect that has been lost for countless years. As for which sect it is, there is no way to find out.

At this time, as soon as the aperture with the law of space covered the Kunpeng virtual shadow wrapped in the black spiritual fire, the Kunpeng virtual shadow in the transparent aperture suddenly blurred.

The space in that place even began to show a swirling distortion. However, the strange fact is that the space is so distorted that it doesn't break at all.

At this time, Jiuwei trembled all over and looked at the gradually faded Kunpeng virtual shadow not far in front of his head with a frightened face.

In less than five breaths, the virtual shadow of Kunpeng and the black spiritual fire around him. Then it began to dissipate like a cloud of smoke.

The tree ash shrouded in the aperture below also burst out of small saplings in an instant, but these saplings are now running wildly on the Internet at an extremely terrible speed.

And the Kunpeng virtual shadow also began to roar in horror.

However, the more it roars, the faster the body fades.

Before half a cup of tea, the remnant soul of Kunpeng, which was enough to be a monk in the early stage of Yangjing, gradually disappeared in the aperture in front of everyone's eyes. That kind of strong visual shock and spiritual shock is enough to make these Elders of Tianlong Sect recognize the situation.

The elders of Tianlong Sect who were about to escape saw this scene, and their faces gradually turned pale. One by one, they looked solemnly at the nine tails and the withered butterflies that were still floating in the sky.

At this time, the huge two-color skull saw that the Kunpeng below was consumed by the law of time. After that, he opened his mouth and took a breath and took the whole mask below, together with everything in the mask, back into his mouth.

After the green fire in the mouth of the skull, the white smoke suddenly overflowed. At this time, the skull looked extremely enjoyable. After the chin was moved a few times, the gossip on the forehead suddenly turned again.

And the strong spiritual pressure of the six worlds emitted in it is also withdrawn from the body like a tide at this moment.

"Con admit defeat... Just live... Otherwise... Death..." The withered butterfly gasped heavily and slowly spit out a sentence.

When the elders of Tianlongzong in the rear heard the words, they all shook their heads helplessly. At this time, in their eyes, they could also see a hidden sense of panic.

At this time, the thunder on Jiuwei's body had already disappeared. He was about to speak, but the green and yellow gourd he was holding in his hand broke apart with a "pop".

After her face was stunned, the nine-tailed woman also took a long breath, slightly saluted the withered butterfly in the distance, and also said in a slightly hoarse voice, "The little woman is not as good as others, and she is willing to bow down. In the next nine hours, I, Tianlong Sect, will not interfere in any behavior of the two people in this secret place. After the words, she also waved her hand. The various defensive spiritual weapons sacrificed by her also disappeared all over her body in an instant.

The withered butterfly nodded with satisfaction and waved tiredly. On the huge skull, a large number of red and black thunder exploded immediately. Between the countless two-color thunder flashes, two jade skeletons also flashed out.

Seeing this, Xiao Heng was relieved to sacrifice the escape light and flashed beside the withered butterfly.

Xiao Heng's figure was almost settled, and the two jade skeletons were also shot beside the withered butterfly.

Curiously, Xiao Heng immediately found that at this time, the two ruined gods and just were not as simple as the red and black armor. At this time, their original crystal was as jade, just like ** flowing bones, which was already full of a kind of strong white gas, and in the white gas, it was also a faint cyan light. It is flowing, dazzling and bright.

His eyes turned to the withered butterfly again. Xiao Heng frowned and asked, "Spiritual friend, are you all right?"

However, the withered butterfly only waved its hand with a tired face. With a wave of its hand, the white light surged. The five disillusioned gods also instantly turned into five streamers and disappeared in the universe ring on the index finger of the right hand.

Then Ling Kudie also turned over her right hand, and a jade box with a seal appeared in her hand.

After tearing the seal open, a blue light flew out of it in an instant. However, the withered butterfly seemed to have been prepared for a long time. It didn't wait for it to fly far away. Its fingers were far away towards the green light. After a while, a round cyan spiritual elixir suddenly appeared.

The elixir pattern on the elixir is extremely mysterious. The hub of a small snake can be faintly seen, and the little snake is constantly hovering on the elixir at this time. It turned out to be a psychic high-level elixir.

It didn't wait for Xiao Heng to react, but the elixir was sucked by the dead butterfly and quickly flew into the cherry mouth of the dead butterfly. Before swallowing it, the pure vitality and aura were shocked by Xiao Heng's spirit.

After taking the high-level elixir, the pale paper-like face of the withered butterfly gradually regained some ruddyness. The surging energy around the body like a torrent gradually calmed down.

With a heavy sigh of relief, Ling Kudie looked at Xiao Heng, smiled tiredly, and whispered, "It's all right. Let's go." After that, his right hand turned over again, and two precious top-grade Xuanhuang beads suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Then, I promised you, and I hope you will keep your promise." Lingshudie gently threw the two top-grade Xuanhuang beads in her hand, and the two top-quality Xuanhuang beads immediately burst into the nine tails.

Subsequently, Xiao Heng and Ling Kudie did not stop. After a few flashes, they disappeared over the basin.

As soon as Jiuwei took over the two top-grade Xuanhuang beads, a pile of figures suddenly rose behind them.

"Spiritual friend, we can only stay in this secret place for eight and a half hours. Now we will take you to a quiet place to help you heal your wounds. We will see if the battle between Jingu and Xie Yan is over later." Xiao Heng, who was flying rapidly, hesitated for a moment and suddenly opened his mouth and said to Ling Kudie.

Lingkudie smiled when he heard the words and said, "It's okay."

.......

Nearly 300 miles away from Xie Yan and Jin Gu, who were fighting in the dark at this time, a hidden cliff was in the air. Xiao Heng was using his flying sword to quickly chisel on the cliff.

With less than a cup of tea, a hole about one foot in diameter appeared in front of the withered butterfly and Xiao Heng.

"It's already on the mountain. Let's go." Xiao Heng collected the spiritual sword that flew out of the cave. After greeting the withered butterfly, he immediately shot inside.

Lingkudie took a casual look around and frowned slightly. After waving a few arrays were arranged in this hole, it was the body and flashed into the cave that had just been excavated.

In the cave, it has long been comfortably arranged by Xiao Heng.

In the cave inlaid with seventeen or eight dark light beads, Xiao Heng is throwing out a furry animal skin into the universe ring. Next to it, there are nearly a hundred small jade bottles and some spiritual grass roots that exude aura.

"You have hurt your vitality. Generally, the elixir of Guben Peiyuan works too slowly. Now it doesn't work at all in this secret place. Let me see if there is any useful elixirs here." After Xiao Heng spread the animal skin, he began to throw out the elixirs one by one in the universe ring again.

After looking for a long time, Xiao Heng couldn't find any fast-acting elixirs, but Xiao Heng's eyes lit up at this time, as if he suddenly remembered something. The white light in his hand flashed again, and a small jade bottle with a trace of coldness appeared in his hand.

"Spiritual friend, you first swallow this dragon anti-sky elixir to restore spiritual power. If it's a matter of vitality, I'll think of another way." Xiao Heng poured the jade bottle, and a round green elixir immediately fell out. The fragrance of medicine filled the whole cave in an instant.

That elixir is the anti-sky elixir refined from Longteng Lianpeng. Only one can instantly restore all the spiritual power consumed.

Seeing this, the dead butterfly took it and swallowed it without hesitation without hesitation. Such a move made Xiao Heng smile bitterly. Originally, Xiao Heng thought that Lingkudie would be embarrassed to postpone one or two, but he didn't expect that Lingkudie would be so decisive.

After the Lingkudie swallowed the dragon's anti-sky elixir, it showed a grateful look at Xiao Heng and said in a flat tone: "The vitality has only lost a little, which does not affect the stability of cultivation. It's just that the meridians in my body have been impacted by the violent aura and have been damaged in many places. Although we have just swallowed a psychic Yuanmai elixir, it is still not enough to quickly repair the meridians.

Xiao Heng nodded thoughtfully when he heard the words and said confidently, "If so, it's nothing serious. At most five hours, I'll help you repair the meridians." Xiao Heng's self-confidence comes not only from the many medicinal herbs, but also from the half of the spiritual spring in his dragon ring.

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