Don't be your pet: Yuhu

Chapter 382 Resurrection 6
Put Ouyang Mo cross-legged in the middle of these things.Follow the method written in the book to silently recite the mantra to practice the method.

What is written in the book needs the blood of the sky, and she doesn't know her birthday, so she can't figure out whether it is the fate of the sky.

But this time can only hit luck.

She bit her middle finger and dripped blood on the surrounding things.

With the dripping of her blood, those things gradually became brighter.

A ray of blood evaporated from these things and merged into a blood line, circling around Ouyang Mo.

The grayness on Ouyang Mo's originally blue handsome face dissipated little by little, and traces of blush slowly climbed up his cheeks...

Maintaining this formation consumes a lot of spiritual power, Yi Lingxi's face turned slightly pale, and her heavy shirt was drenched with sweat, but she dared not relax in the slightest.

Gradually, the guts of the snakes shrank, the head of the donkey seemed to have been drained of spiritual energy, and the color of the snow-like hooves of the donkey also became dull.

Yi Lingxi's whip is made of golden-eyed red snake skin, and she cut off a piece of snake skin to save people. At this moment, that piece of snake skin is gradually turning black-gray...

And the spiritual energy of all these things turned into blood energy, circled around Ouyang Mo's body for a while, and then penetrated into his forehead.

Yi Lingxi's heart was beating wildly.

I just feel that this method is extremely strange, and I have a faint feeling that something is wrong.

But things have done this place.To stop would be to waste all previous efforts.

I don't know how long it took, but the spiritual power in Yi Lingxi's body was almost exhausted.

And those things that are used as props are becoming more and more ugly.

When the mountain wind blew, they all turned into ash and disappeared without a trace.

Only the meteorite was left, and the golden light became more and more dazzling.

At this moment, the blackness on Ouyang Mo's face had long since disappeared, and his complexion gradually turned red.

Sitting there, he seemed to be asleep rather than dead.

(End of this chapter)