The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Although the spiritual power was condensed, Gaoyi did not immediately put it into Yunying's body. Instead, he tightly controlled this ray of spiritual power in his palm and looked at Yunying without blinking an eye.

The giant bird condensed by the cold air still flew around Yun Ying, and the cold air enveloped her completely, turning into circles and swelling up.

Yunying breathed calmly as she was surrounded by layers of cold air, slowly piercing the nails made of cold air into her bones.

These 32 acupoints were nourished by Cui Zun and Yangbo's wood qi, and they had regained their usual flexibility, able to withstand the invasion of cold air, Yunying endured the stinging pain, and nailed them in one by one.

The two drops of blood that were in the gray glue felt like a fish in water, felt the cold air, and they became manic at the same time, wanting to rush out of the bones and enter Yunying's blood.

But how could Yunying allow it to escape so easily? She quickly drove the cold nails into the two acupuncture points at one end and one at the end.

After all, the two drops of blood only contained the spirit of divine fire, not the real divine fire. After being lowered by the ash and surrounded by cold air, they were already showing signs of decline. After trying to collide a few times, they were exhausted and stopped helplessly. in the bones.

At this point, Yun Ying could breathe a sigh of relief.

But even the act of letting out a breath of relief, she didn't dare to be too impatient.

Because the physical condition is really too bad.

Yunying smiled wryly and continued to run the Qiongyu Feishuang Daoyin Art, guiding the cold air to travel through the meridians over and over again.

Water restrains fire and moistens wood. When it flows through the gap in Dantian, it can greatly increase the wood energy of Cui Zun and Yangbo, and speed up the healing of wounds.

But acceleration is only a relative term, and I am afraid that it will take a whole year to completely close this gap.

Seeing the round gap, and looking at the fire cage still trapped with the Xuesha knife, Yun Ying felt an unspeakable feeling in her heart, slowly opened her eyes, and looked at Gao Yi in front of her.

Although the situation was urgent just now and she needed to devote herself to the analysis and operation of the technique, Yunying was not completely unaware of everything around her.

The moment Gao Yi came in, she could clearly feel the breath.

Until now, Yun Ying still maintains this wonderful feeling, as if this entire fog is her domain, as big as an immortal emperor, as small as dust, as long as she walks into this domain, she can understand it thoroughly.

It's amazing.

Yunying probed carefully, only to find that this mist was mixed with the black powder formed by the baking of gray glue, and a trace of Yinxue's power.

Yinxue whispered: "I didn't mean it. I know you need others to bear witness, but the cloak unconsciously leaked its strength, and I couldn't control it myself."

Yunying nodded slightly, but didn't take this matter to heart.

Perhaps it was due to the damage of the dantian, that's why a trace of Xueyin Luyiyi's power leaked out, maybe it was because of other reasons, but in short, this result was caused. Although it caused an unexpected change and made her plan go wrong, but Not an entirely bad thing.

As for the other force mixed in the mist...

Yun Ying raised her hand slightly, and in the palm was a small black ball.

This is exactly the glue scalded by two drops of blood. They turned into a kind of blackened powder, which no longer has the ability of glue to corrode everything, but it seems to have another kind of gathering power.

It was strange enough that the ash had not been burned, but it was even more strange that it could be transformed into something else.

What could he be?