Rebirth against the sky, Second Miss Chai

Chapter 57
Wu Feixue was only a charm, and the monster aura on her body was only half of that of the monster clan, so Yang Chuyun had endured such hardships.If... Duanmu Liujun's face was as hard as iron, his eyes were shining with a cold light, and he didn't dare to think about it for a while.

Seeing the serious faces of the two, Meijing smiled tragically. This was the worst trauma in her heart, and she never wanted to mention it in her life. Just seeing Longyi and Duanmu Liu, it was like seeing her and Yang Yun She said that she didn't want this tragedy to happen again, so she issued a reminder.

"300 years have passed, and the magic circle set up by Miss Mo has reached the verge of collapse. Once the magic circle collapses, the breath of Yinquan will leak out. At that time, Ziyun Temple, who has been looking for the whereabouts of Yinquan, will find it here. There are only two ways to seal the Yinquan. One is to sacrifice all the blood of the Yang family and reactivate the magic circle with its abundant vitality; Yinquan." Wu Feixue said softly.

"If both methods fail, then..." Wu Feixue looked at Longyi and Duanmuliu, and sighed softly, "I will erupt the Yin Spring, and then the entire Mo City will be razed to the ground, even though it is a bit tragic, But in the end it is better than falling into the hands of Ziyun Temple. Miss Long, please think about where to go." After finishing speaking, Wu Feixue looked at Longyi quietly.

This was Longyi's decision. Wu Feixue had explained the cause and effect clearly. If Longyi was still unwilling, then it was God's will. God's will cut off the blood of the Yang family, or God's will made the entire Mocheng a funeral.

Duanmu Liu didn't speak anymore, even though he had just entered Yinquan, he strongly opposed Longyi's helping Wu Feixue suppress/press Yinquan, but after hearing Wu Feixue's story, his heart was greatly touched.In the human race, there are those who are treacherous and sycophants, and there are also those who are righteous. Although Yang Yunchu and Mo Caiyun have low magic power, they have no hesitation before the big right and wrong.

If they were greedy for life and afraid of death, they would plot against Wu Feixue, and even hand over Yinquan to Ziyun Temple. At that time, with the help of Ziyun Temple, the Yang family and Mo family would develop even more prosperously.But in the face of righteousness, Yang Yunchu and Mo Caiyun chose the latter without hesitation, and even died here tragically.

Heroes do not leave history, but such heroes are the most memorable!Even though he was an opponent of the human race, Duanmu Liu admired such a hero from the bottom of his heart.

Of course, there is another love, that is, what Wu Feixue said about the monster aura, if she didn't say it, maybe Longyi would fall into this painful situation of being neither human nor monster in the future, how could he bear it with his haughty personality Such humiliation?
Long Yi stood beside the sword pond, looking at the sword pond shrouded in Yin Qi with his eyes, as if he saw two souls entangled with each other.Long Yi thinks she is not a good person, and she never considers righteousness when doing things. The reason why she agreed today is because of a touch.

A touch is enough!
"Tell me, how should I cooperate with you." Long Yi said lightly, the golden flames covering her little face golden.

When Wu Feixue heard this, an expression of uncontrollable joy appeared on her pale face. Since Longyi agreed, hundreds of Yang people's lives would not have to be sacrificed.

This is the descendant of Yang Yun, Wu Feixue naturally hopes to preserve the blood of the Yang family in her lifetime.

"Before Mo Caiyun left, he passed the magic circle of secrets to me, and I will use the magic circle of secrets, but the blood of the Yang family that was originally to be imported was changed to the power of Xuanhuang mirror and Zhiyang flame, which will make the power of the magic circle Even stronger, coupled with the power of the Longquan Sword, three-pronged approach, you can keep Yinquan forever!" Wu Feixue showed a determined look, for this moment, she waited too long, for 300 years, she has been thinking about it all the time Go down and accompany Yang Yun out.

Long Yi nodded, "It's not too late, let's get started!"

Yang Lin suddenly fell to his knees and kowtowed three times to Longyi and Fairy Wu: "I thank Miss Long on behalf of the Yang family. The Yang family will always remember Miss Long's great kindness, and if it can be used in the future Where the Yang family lives, the Yang family will do whatever it takes to go through fire and water!" The dragon clothes can help the dancing fairy stay in the Yinquan forever, so the curse of the Yang family's bloodline can disappear, and you can practice spells again from then on.

Wu Feixue also showed a gratified expression. In order to suppress Yinquan, the Yang family, including the Mo family, had paid too much. The blood of the Yang family and the Mo family were cursed, and the Yang family was even worse. Can.

If Brother Yang and Miss Mo knew about it, they should be able to rest in peace.

"Little Witch..." Duanmu Liu said a little uneasy, Yongzhen Yinquan is extremely dangerous, if there is a slight mistake, the Yin Qi will attack the body, and the severe one will be wiped out in ashes.

Long Yi shook her head, the reason why she agreed to Mei Jing was not for righteousness, but for the lives of the monks in Mo City.Just for a touch, just for Yang Yunchu, Mo Caiyun and Wu Feixue.

Yang Yun came out, frank and open, and behaved like a gentleman, even if he was threatened by his family and Ziyun Temple, he could still maintain his sincerity; The relationship with Yang Yun is even more enviable and admirable.Such a strange woman is rare in the entire continent; Wu Feixue, just for one eye, guarding her life, this persistence is enough to touch all people with feelings, even if she made some mistakes, 300 years of lonely life is enough to make up for it.

Long Yi was moved by the three of them, so he agreed to Meijing's request.If there is an afterlife, she hopes to make friends with these three people.

"My lord, I guarantee with my life that Miss Long's life will never be in danger." Wu Feixue turned her head and said softly to Duanmu Liu.

In order to suppress Yinquan again, she has prepared for 300 years. Although she does not have Mo Caiyun's unpredictable formation skills, but 300 years of preparation, coupled with the Longquan Sword, Xuanhuang Mirror and Longyi's Zhiyang Flame, is very I dare not say sure, but [-]% is not a problem.

If something really happened, even if Wu Feixue sacrificed her own life, she wouldn't hurt Long Yi in the slightest.

"Miss Long, I will activate the Great Formation of Heavenly Secrets. When my formation is about to be completed, you only need to use the Zhiyang Flame and the Black and Yellow Mirror together with the Longquan Sword to suppress the Yinquan. When the formation is completed, the three Yangs will be extremely powerful , but forever in the Yinquan!" Wu Feixue said while sitting cross-legged in front of the sword pool, her hands were like butterflies wearing flowers, and light red rays of light scattered around the sword pool.

"Om—"

The formation was activated, and complex patterns appeared around the sword pool, a scorching aura emanated out, the Longquan sword clanked, and the fiery red dragon shadow became even bigger, constantly swaying on the sword. Fly over the pool.

"Boom—"

At this time, the ground trembled, and the Longquan sword that suppressed/suppressed the sword pool made a trembling sound. It seemed that there was a demon king who had been suppressed/suppressed for hundreds of millions of years, roaring angrily, trying to overturn the seal and break through. out!

"Seal it for me!" Wu Feixue suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood sank into the center of the sword pool, the breath of the Longquan sword suddenly became much stronger, and the roaring sound from the ground gradually became quieter.

"Seal it for me!" Wu Feixue suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood sank into the center of the sword pool, the breath of the Longquan sword suddenly became much stronger, and the roaring sound from the ground gradually became quieter.

Longyi and Duanmuliu looked at the sword pool for a moment, and Yang Lin was dripping with sweat. When he saw that the movement under the sword pool was much quieter, he couldn't help but wiped his cold sweat and let out a heavy breath.

But this kind of relaxation didn't last long, and suddenly there was another violent roar from the ground, as if the receding wave was surging again, and its momentum was much stronger than the first wave.

Wu Feixue's hands trembled unceasingly, one after another quaint talismans flew out from her fingertips, and kept sinking into the surrounding formations. is at stake.

The dark spring in the ground seems to have turned into a sane demon spirit, knowing that if he can't break free from this damned talisman at this moment, there will be no future in the future!
The surge in the ground was getting bigger and bigger, streams of icy blue mist gushed out from the sword pond, and as soon as it was exposed to the air, an extremely cold breath raged suddenly.

"Ah Choo—"

Even with the Nirvana Flame of Dragon Clothes protecting him, Yang Lin, who had a mortal body, couldn't help but sneezed and shivered all over.

Just when everyone was focusing on Wu Feixue urging the heavenly array, no one noticed, a jet black butterfly appeared in the sky silently, its wings trembled, and wisps of light blue smoke suddenly appeared. Being photographed by it, Mo Die showed a happy expression.

Seeing that the trembling sound in the ground was getting louder, Wu Feixue showed a determined look, and suddenly pointed her right index finger towards the tip of her forehead.

"With a body of extreme yin, I absorb the breath of the Yin spring, help the Longquan sword, suppress/suppress the Yin spring!" She shouted sharply, a puff of smoke suddenly emanated from her body, and then a huge peach tree appeared on Wu Feixue sitting cross-legged land.The peach tree has a huge trunk with intertwined roots that almost fills the entire cave. A pale face emerges from the huge trunk, its appearance is exactly the same as Wu Feixue's.

The peach tree danced its branches, and countless branches whizzed towards the underground sword pond. As soon as the light blue ice fog encountered the peach tree, they were absorbed by the peach tree one after another.

The pale face on the tree trunk showed a look of pain, but she gritted her teeth tightly, stared at Jianchi with her eyes, and murmured.

"Clouds come out, clouds come out..." The coldness of the top-quality Yin spring is so strong that Wu Feixue desperately absorbs it, even with an extremely Yin body, it is unbearable.

The only thing that can keep her sane now is this obsession with Yang Yun.

Yin Qi entered the body, the huge trunk trembled for a while, and then countless tender red flower buds suddenly grew on the branches, and as the Yin Qi gradually increased, the flower buds also gradually opened.

"Miss Long, when my peach blossoms are in full bloom, it is the limit of my absorption of Yin Qi. Don't do it at that time, use the black mirror and the fire of the sun to suppress/suppress the Yin spring. And I will also Cooperate with you, urge Longquan sword, and launch the most severe blow to Yinquan, success or failure depends on this moment!"

"Okay!" Long Yi nodded heavily, turned her right hand, and the Xuanhuang Mirror appeared in her palm, her eyes were fixed on the sky above the sword pool.

Duanmuliu's expression was tense, he looked towards the direction of Jianchi as if he was facing an enemy, and after a while, he looked at Longyi again, anxious and apprehensive.

The ink butterfly at the top of the cave flapped its wings lightly, and a ripple invisible to the naked eye penetrated the stone wall and sent upward.

In the Mo family, tens of kilometers away from the Yang family, Zi Yi, who was talking and laughing happily with the Patriarch of the Mo family, suddenly changed his expression, and then revealed an expression of ecstasy.

"The Butterfly has found the Yin Spring!" He said with a smile, flipped his palm, and an almost identical Butterfly appeared in the palm of his hand. In front of the Mohist Patriarch.

In the water mirror, a huge peach tree covered the entire cave, and a fiery red sword pierced down fiercely with a fiery light.

"Yinquan and Longquan sword!" Mo Shi, the Patriarch of the Mo family, couldn't help but stood up, his expression extremely pleasantly surprised!
The Longquan Sword is the supreme treasure of the Mohists. The most magnificent building in the Mohist City is the sculpture of the Longquan Sword. It is rumored that the Longquan Sword can rival the Mysterious Mirror of the Butian Sect ten thousand years ago. Miss disappeared together.

Who would have thought that the Longquan Sword was actually buried deep in the ground, and shouldered the responsibility of suppressing Yinquan.

(End of this chapter)