Dou Po Zhi Ling Ji Huang

Chapter 664 The Disaster in Zhongzhou: Dongya Heals from Injury

On the endless ruins of Zhongzhou, a red phoenix galloped past, the phoenix spread its wings, and the flames flew, and went to the ancient race. The phoenix turned into Feng Qing'er, looked at the ground destroyed by the battle, and frowned: "Xun My son's body is gone!"

Feng Qing'er led the members of Pill Soul to travel around Zhongzhou and the Northwest Continent to bring back the sacrificed people from the Cloud Spirit Realm, and now Xun'er is the only one left!

"Xun'er, where did you go?"

Feng Qing'er frowned and looked in the direction of the Gu clan, tearing apart the space and walking in.

At the same time, in a certain mountain range near the Northwest Continent in the northwest of Zhongzhou, Dan Fengtian, the patriarch of Danta, sat cross-legged in a cave refining pills. Low!
In front of Patriarch Danta, the missing Xun'er lay quietly on the ground.

"This girl's blood is exhausted, but fortunately, the blood of the ancient clan has a little room for reincarnation."

Patriarch Danta looked at Xun'er and smiled, "You're lucky to have met me!"

Originally, the Patriarch Danta wanted to approach Beihai secretly to rescue Old Man Shennong and Tang Huo'er who were captured by the youth in black, but he unexpectedly ran into Xun'er on the way!

He also knew about Xun'er's sacrifice. As a member of the Yunling Realm, the Patriarch Danta would naturally not stand by and watch!

Speaking of which, Xun'er's life should not be lost. The ancestor of Danta itself is the highest rank of the ninth-rank pill, the ninth-rank Xuandan. According to the description in the original book, the ancestor of Danta is about to break through the ranks of the ninth rank. Entering the imperial rank, his body has the medicinal power that is extremely important to the blood and soul. It just so happens that what Xun'er lost was the power of the blood. Because of this, the only person in the world who can save Xun'er is the Patriarch Danta!
Thinking of Gu He, the Patriarch Danta sighed and said, "Oh, God is jealous of talents, if Gu He and Dan Chen don't die, they will surely surpass the old man Dan Sheng in the future!"

On the other side, in the ruins of the Jia Ma Empire, Dongya and Jinglian Yaohuo, who had escaped from the blood corpse of the Half Emperor, were recovering from their injuries. Optimistic, she was already injured and forcibly used Huaxia power this time, it can be said that the injury was added to the injury, and she had to immediately refine the elixir to heal the injury!
Jinglian Yaohuo sat on the ground as Dongya's Dharma protector. Looking at Dongya wrapped in purple flames, Jinglian Yaohuo said to herself in amazement: "Where does this purple flame come from, and its power is not inferior to mine?"

Jinglian Yaohuo is arrogant and arrogant, and is also the master of different fires. The flame that can make him bow down is definitely not mortal!
Dongya condensed the purple flames, muttering words in her mouth: "The lamp itself has no heart and self-ignition pavilion, there is no light inside and outside, and the heart is restless, the eight-net Tiangua Qionglou Ding, and the Kunshan Jade Palace is safe!"

"Om..."

The purple fire circulated, and a red jade lantern stood in front of Dongya. A jade lantern with purple fire but no wick inside the red lotus platform appeared in front of Dongya!

After this lamp appeared, the surrounding fire elements suddenly surged, and Jinglian Yaohuo said in shock: "What a powerful flame, it surpasses nothingness swallowing flame!"

Yes, the flame in the jade lantern is a power and terror that Jinglian Yaohuo has never felt before!
Dongya opened her eyes. For some reason, seeing Jinglian Yaohuo's surprised appearance, she felt childlike joy in her heart: "Look, I'm much stronger than you!"

Jinglian Yaohuo said in a daze: "Tell me, what kind of flame is this?"

Dong Ya smiled mysteriously: "Secret!"

Jinglian Yaohuo looked at Dongya after hearing the words. For some reason, he couldn't get angry, but became more and more curious. Who is this mysterious Yuanying?
Dong Ya chuckled, held the jade lantern, and the herbs were thrown into the jade lantern by Dong Ya.

This lamp, called the Eight Views Palace Lantern, is an imaginary artifact obtained from the world of gods after the Taoist ancestor of China took form. The purple fire in the lamp is called the purple fire that burns the sky. Wei, extremely terrifying!
The False Artifact transformed into Huaxia, although it cannot have the power in such a low-level space as Fengshen, but it is a magic weapon recognized by the real ancient god Taishang Daozu, and its power is naturally far from being comparable to Dou Po!
Dongya didn't have the Soul-Infusing Cauldron, so the Palace Lantern with Eight Views is also suitable as a fire for alchemy. It's not that Dongya can't do without the medicine cauldron, it's just that the current situation can't be delayed, this is the fastest way to make alchemy!

The eighth-grade elixir may be the top-level existence in the fighting world, and it takes a few days or even ten days to refine it, but in Dongya's eyes, it is just a matter of time!

She controls the power of time, and she also has the essence of alchemy from the Taoist ancestor. The Eight Views Palace Lantern seems ordinary, but the time flow rate in it is several times faster than the outside world. It may be difficult to understand the effect of time on a certain thing itself, but for For Dongya, it was a piece of cake!
If it weren't for this Dou Po not being able to bear Dong Ya's technique, let alone being injured, the entire Dou Po's power would not be able to get close to her!

After a while, dark clouds gathered in the sky, Jinglian Yaohuo raised his head and said in disbelief: "It takes less than a stick of incense to refine an eighth-grade elixir? Is this something a human can do?"

This kind of strength, even if Hun Xuzi did his best, he never had it!
In the stunned expression of Jinglian Yaohuo, Dongya shot golden light from her eyes to disperse the pill, and then Dongya took out the formed pill from the Bajing palace lantern with a smile and wanted to put it into her mouth.

"Ok?"

Dongya suddenly felt a chill on her back. When she looked at the opposite side, she saw Jinglian Yaohuo staring at her.

. . . .

Dongya blushed slightly: "What are you looking at!"

After finishing speaking, Dongya turned around and lifted the veil to take the pill!
Jinglian Yaohuo rolled his eyes, he just wanted to see Dongya's face clearly!

Suddenly, golden light burst out from Dongya's body like a scorching sun. Four golden discs appeared under Dongya's feet. The discs overlapped in order from big to small. The direction of the door, as well as the nine stars of the heavenly palace and the four-dimensional beasts, turned in four directions, turning into golden light and gathering in Dongya's body!

In the golden light, Dong Ya's eyes turned into thick gold. After a long time, when the golden light dissipated, Dong Ya stretched her waist and said comfortably: "Finally recovered."

At this time, Dongya, as before, showed nobility and majesty with every gesture. Although Dongya deliberately kept herself in Yuanying, the majesty and nobility emanating from the soul could not be concealed. Therefore, when Jinglian Yaohuo saw Dongya now, his brows were furrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking!
Dongya turned around and came in front of Jinglian Yaohuo, looking at Jinglian Yaohuo with pale blue eyes flickering, and said, "What are you thinking? About my identity?"

Jinglian Yaohuo came back to his senses, such a close contact made his thoughts confused, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, Jinglian Yaohuo frowned and said: "Humans, don't get too close to me!"

Dongya giggled and said, "You bastard, come on, let's go, let's go to the Yunlanzong ruins again!"

Unknowingly, Dongya had already regarded Jinglian Yaohuo as her close person, and she had let go of her defenses against him.

However, Jinglian Yaohuo followed behind Dongya, her eyes flickering non-stop, sometimes cold, sometimes hesitant, sometimes gentle. .

His hands also inadvertently clenched his fists and then released them. . .

(End of this chapter)