Reborn I have a Good Fortune Pavilion

Chapter 320 Failed to cross the calamity
But Yu Yi couldn't help but continue to think deeply, the man sneered, "You are really still alive, but you are vulnerable."

Talking about a strong mouth, Yu Yi will not admit defeat, "Vulnerable? Brother, how many times have we fought back and forth, and I'm still alive." The heart was almost shot through, but the strange thing is that now With the fever in her left arm, she was still alive and kicking.He was blind just now, but now he has no problem seeing things at all.The blood in one eye has not faded, and everything he sees seems to be covered with a layer of red veil.

She boldly guessed that the severed arm in the coffin had been fused with her left arm.Now that she is alive and kicking, it may be the left arm's trick to protect itself.She was afraid that if the enemy in front of her was forced back, she would become a half-dead existence.

The situation is critical now, even if the person in front of her didn't kill her, she would be in danger with the danger of the eighteenth hell.

She glanced at the half-dead Chang Shaohe and the two below, and she wanted to sigh even more.At this time, it would be great if Yan Qinghe could be here, at least he could get the bottom line.

This thought flashed by, and the man seemed to be irritated by Yu Yi's previous words, and once again attacked the killer.But the Yu Yi again is no longer the appearance that he could only deal with after exhausting all kinds of means.

With her left arm leading her, the figure was able to fight head-on with a sword, and she was not at a disadvantage.And because of Wude's existence, the black air around the figure sped up, and he became a lot more illusory.

【quick!Owner!This is not his body, but just a ray of distraction, destroying him with nothing.]

Fortune Pavilion is very excited and active.Not seeing the fear before, it seemed even more arrogant.

Yu Yi attacked with a sullen face.She could easily mobilize the sword skills that she had never used before, and the power of chaos followed her with every gesture, and the cracks in the surrounding space that threatened her greatly seemed to be imprisoned, unable to spread even an inch.

Obviously, the owner of the broken arm is a powerful existence.

"Chong-"

Swordsmen clashed, gold and stone hummed, and the sky and the earth fell into darkness.

The figure of the man became more and more illusory, and the blackness retreated steadily.

Yu Yi himself became more and more courageous as he fought, and vaguely comprehended a bit of sword intent from this magical sword skill.

The dark clouds condensed and the thunder shook.

Fortune Pavilion Surprise.

【Owner!You are about to advance, hurry up!Summon the Heavenly Dao and force Him to retreat]

well.

Another message.

Heaven can force this man back.

Thus, Yu Yi broke through while fighting.Dark clouds covered the sky, and the first thunder struck.And because of Yu Yi's deliberation, the man was affected.The lower body had already started to dissipate, he made a mudra with his hands, and patted Yu Yi with his palm.

Yu Yi looked upright.This palm is stronger than any previous blow.

If she forcibly received it, she might not be able to block it with her left arm.

But at this time, Lei Jie descended again.

With a flash of Yu Yi's eyes, he tore up all the remaining lightning-inducing talismans, and the thick thunder condensed into one, which was like a blow to a headache.At the last moment, before Yu Yi led Lei Jie to the giant palm, in the red field of vision, Thunder made contact with the giant palm, and the last figure of the man completely disappeared under Lei Ting's continuous sitting.

Without the breath of a man, Lei Ting gave up his giant palm and slashed towards Yu Yi.

Melancholy changes.

The breath of the giant palm has not been worn off much, and with the addition of Lei Jie, she is miserable.

Crackling, Yu Yi held the thunder calamity, but did not resist the giant palm.The left arm seemed to be severed, and the deathless thing in his hand came out and dissipated in the air.

Her body was slapped by that palm, and she was smashed directly into the ground. Her ribs were all broken, her internal organs were shattered, and her breath was weak.

The giant palm is gone, but the thunder is still there.

The Creation Pavilion exclaimed, ready to turn on the defensive state.

Unexpectedly, the silent colorful poisonous umbrella appeared, and the umbrella body opened, sheltering Yu Yi in it.The last few thunder tribulations struck down one after another, Yu Yi didn't make it through, and fell into a coma.She didn't know that in the midst of thunder and calamity, a figure appeared on the umbrella, and before it solidified, it disappeared again...

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When Yu Yi woke up again, her bones were almost falling apart.The spiritual power in the dantian is empty, and the spiritual consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness is silent, only the power of luck is still running at high speed.

"woke up?"

Yan Qinghe kept guarding Yu Yi, seeing her finally wake up, the coldness in her eyes faded away.

Yu Yi tilted her head, her chest was tight and her vision was dark, but she could smell Yan Qinghe's breath.She was lifted up by him and half held in his arms.

Gentle spiritual power injected into her body, alleviating her pain, "You are here."

The voice is hoarse, like a broken golden gong, a bit harsh.

Yan Qinghe fed her spiritual water, "Well, I'm late."

Yu Yi leaned against his arms, buried her head on his neck, and took a deep breath.The whole breath is his smell, and I feel relieved, "It's better to come early than to come by coincidence."

Seeing that Yan Qinghe was silent, Yu Yi raised her hand and touched his chin, then touched his tightly pressed lips, and sighed, "I seem to be blind."

There was a chill on Yan Qinghe's face.

Yu Yi's eyes were full of blood.The pupils are dilated without any focus.She had a penetrating wound to her heart that nearly blew her heart.Other parts of the body are mostly penetrating injuries.The remaining energy in the wound destroyed her meridians.

Now, her cultivation is not advancing but regressing, and she has directly regressed from the stage of transforming spirits to the stage of exploring spirits.

He held her finger, kissed her, and said in a hoarse voice: "Senior Bian said, everything will be fine when your cultivation recovers."

Yu Yi couldn't detect the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power in his dantian, and his expression was calm, "Crossing the tribulation failed."

Yan Qinghe had no words.

When he found Yu Yi, she was already covered in blood, her consciousness was silent, only umbrella spirits were protecting her, struggling to survive.The comatose Chang Shaohe and Bian Yuanfan were also sheltered in it, in a panic.

Thinking of that scene now, he is still terrified.

He almost lost her completely.

"Don't be afraid, I will guard you."

This time, no matter what, he couldn't let go of her hand.

Yu Yi laughed, "Okay, I will rely on you to protect me from now on."

She had failed to cross the tribulation before, and she was not afraid at all when she tried again.She called out to the Fortune Pavilion from the bottom of her heart, but there was no movement in the Fortune Pavilion, her heart sank, and she whispered: "There is no movement in the Fortune Pavilion."

Yan Qinghe: "I saw the Creation Pavilion."

"Huh?" Yu Yi was at a loss.

Yan Qinghe brushed her messy hair back, and explained: "The Fortune Pavilion helped you survive the last thunder disaster. It is a three-storey scarlet red pavilion, and the golden plaque is exactly the word Fortune Pavilion. It only Appeared for a moment, then disappeared."

Yu Yi: "...it really is a building."

Yan Qinghe: "Yeah, it looks very rich. See you next time, and you can communicate with it more."

Yu Yi laughed, and then asked: "Where are we now? Did Bi Wu find it? Did you get Earth Fire?"

When it came to business, Yan Qinghe said softly: "I found the ground fire. But it is not the fire of the soul, which is the third in the ranking, but the Yin-Yang Jiu Zhuanyan, which is the first in the ranking. As for the Biwu, it came to the door on its own initiative. You got the sea of ​​the underworld, repelled half of the masters of the eighteen layers of hell, and took back the land of death."

(End of this chapter)