Help!My goddess is sick

After the black flood dragon was smashed into the pool, Wei Hongyi flipped his wrist, and used his fingers as a pen to quickly draw formations in the air. Every stroke carried a pale golden spiritual power, and every time he added a formation pattern, the pressure became stronger. point.

After the formation, the sound of the mountain wind whistling faintly came from the air, and Wei Hongyi's black hair danced freely in the air, she softly shouted: "Frozen—"

With a push of the palm, the palm-sized formation immediately swelled layer by layer and pushed towards the direction of the water pool. As Wei Hongyi pressed down on his wrist, the formation just covered the entire water pool. There was a buzzing sound as soon as it fell, and then the water pool turned into ice inch by inch.

Lan Jiu stared at Wei Hongyi's every move with wide eyes, almost fascinated by it. Her every move, every gesture carried an unspeakable charm.

Wei Hongyi once told her that this was an epiphany after communicating with the world, which originated from nature and returned to nature.

When will she be able to realize this suddenly, and can she be as smooth as Master?
Lan Jiu tried to spy on Wei Hongyi's movements, but found that she couldn't see anything, and she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

But she wasn't discouraged, she had just embarked on the road of cultivation in a serious way, and she couldn't be in a hurry.

Lan Jiu approached slowly when the water pool completely condensed into ice. The ice surface was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting her face.

It was only then that Lan Jiu noticed that there was blood on her lips that hadn't been wiped clean.

She reached out to wipe it off, but the blood had dried up and couldn't be wiped off. Just as she was trying hard, Wei Hongyi suddenly said, "Xiao Jiu."

"Huh? Master?" Lan Jiu hurriedly turned to look at her. Wei Hongyi's figure gradually became transparent, as if he could go away with the wind at any time.

She couldn't help stretching out her hand to grab it: "Master!"

"Xiao Jiu, master's spiritual power is about to be exhausted, and he can no longer protect you. Be careful and wait for me—"

The voice became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared. Lan Jiu panicked: "Master——"

She tried her best to grab Wei Hongyi's sleeve with her fingertips, but it was still in vain. She watched the little red slip away from her fingertips.

Lan Jiu's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was unstoppable regret in her eyes. She really missed Master.

The formation under his feet also disappeared in an instant, and the light in the entire stone room dimmed.

Lan Jiu stood there in a daze, and suddenly heard a strange movement behind her.

She suddenly turned around to look, and saw Liu Wanqing woke up at some point, and came to Zhuyi's body in a flash, with five fingers into claws and a strange smile on her face, "Golden Dragon Neidan, it's mine!" Already!"

As she spoke, she stabbed at Zhuyi's dantian like an electric stab.

Lan Jiu's eyes were about to burst, "Stop!"

She had never passed so quickly in her life, she had already arrived in front of Zhu Yi before her brain had time to react, and she didn't even have time to make a move, because she couldn't be sure whether she could stop Liu Wanqing in time, so she chose the most direct and most The dangerous way - to block.

"Pfft-"

The sound of fingertips penetrating flesh was so harsh that Lan Jiu felt uncomfortable all over her body. Her first reaction at that moment was not pain, but why her hands were so cold?It's so cold that it doesn't look like a living person.

"puff!"

Liu Wanqing's hand pierced Lan Jiu's lower abdomen straight, and the blood couldn't stop flowing down. Lan Jiu bit her lower lip tightly and didn't even notice it was broken.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, she grabbed Liu Wanqing's wrist with such force that Liu Wanqing's facial features were twisted.

Liu Wanqing looked crazy: "Get out!"

Lan Jiu gritted her teeth: "You are dreaming!"

The spiritual power in her body suddenly gathered and condensed into a sword in front of her, following Lan Jiu's order: "Go—"

Suddenly pierced Liu Wanqing's shoulder.

Liu Wanqing snorted, loosened the strength in her hand, and pulled her hand out from Lan Jiu's lower abdomen.

Lan Jiu swung her tail and pulled her out.

After doing all this, she lost all strength and couldn't stand up at all. She fell to the ground sluggishly, her beautiful long hair scattered all over her body.

The black energy attached to Liu Wanqing's body overflowed, and she roared sharply: "Ahhhh—"

He frantically rushed towards Zhuyi, Lan Jiu raised his head with difficulty, his pale face was full of persistence: "No!"

However, she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand. She had suffered too many injuries, and her spiritual power was almost wasted. She was so weak that she couldn't even change back into a human form.

Seeing that the black air was about to rush in front of him, Lan Jiu couldn't help shouting: "Zhuyi!"

"I'm here."

A familiar voice suddenly sounded, Lan Jiu froze, turned her head in disbelief, and saw that the golden light had all fallen back into Zhuyi's body, and the divine seal quickly became smaller, once again hidden between Zhuyi's eyebrows.

Zhu Yi suddenly opened his eyes, and at that moment, Lan Jiu vaguely saw the golden light in his eyes.

"Little black flood dragon, dare to covet the power of the golden dragon? Are you worthy?"

Zhu Yi's voice was somewhat divine, resounding through the entire stone room, making people want to surrender to him involuntarily.

Hei Qi panicked for a moment: "You—"

"You are just a little golden dragon. I have cultivated here for tens of thousands of years. Do you really think you are my opponent?"

I don't know if these words are to comfort myself or to scare Zhuyi.

Zhu Yi was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, his eyes fell on Lan Jiu's body, looking at her scarred body and red eye sockets, he ran away instantly.

He stood up and fell to the ground, golden spiritual power surged out like out of control.

Hei Qi turned around and rushed towards the pool, Lan Jiu's vision blurred, she couldn't see clearly, her eyelids were too heavy.

She tried to open her eyes, but was covered by a big warm and dry hand, "Sleep when you are tired, I am here."

Feeling his body temperature, the string that Lan Jiu had been stretching suddenly loosened, unable to hold it any longer, her lips moved and said, "Okay..."

But the voice was too weak to be heard at all.

The moment her head was about to fall to the ground, Zhuyi hugged her horizontally, carried her to a clean corner, put an enchantment around her, and finally kissed her on the forehead, "Wait for me."

He straightened up, walked out of the enchantment, and when he looked at the pool, his face instantly sank, like a sea brewing with storms, even if there were no waves, it was frightening.

"Are you afraid now? It's too late, today, you must die!"

He flipped the wrist of his right hand, with the palm facing outwards, and the spiritual power flowed rapidly, turning into a long sword. He held it with a cold face, and the golden long sword took shape in an instant. A series of sparks.

When he came to the water pool, he tiptoed, agile like a cheetah, leaped into the air, held the sword in both hands, and slashed at the water pool fiercely.

"boom!"

"Crack-"

Where the sword qi passed, the ice broke instantly and split in two from the middle. The candle was suspended in the air like this, his eyes were as sharp as a knife. Splash around.

He directly broke the seal left by Wei Hongyi.