Fantasy: Divine Level Luck

In Tang Ying's arms, there was a stunningly beautiful woman, dressed in white, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, but showing off a temperament that would make people thousands of miles away.

She was like a piece of black ice, exuding an extremely cold aura.

"The disease has struck again? Didn't it say that it can be suppressed for three years?" Lingzu frowned and looked at the beautiful woman.

"What's going on? Master." Ye Feng asked, this woman's cultivation level is not weak, at least she is a high-level Soul Formation.

Even in the Eastern Continent, it can be ranked in the top ten.

But I have never seen her.

"This woman is the grandson of the great elder, Liu Ling'er, the last direct disciple of my Mysterious Heaven Gate."

"My talent is extremely terrifying, but...it is the legendary Xuanyin Absolute Vein."

"The Xuanyin Jue Meridian is born with an extremely terrifying cold poison that will gradually wet the body, destroy the meridians, and damage the Dantian.

"If it weren't for the suppression of Xuanyin Juemai, I'm afraid Liu Ling'er would have broken through to the king level long ago."

"Her talent is only slightly inferior."

"Xuanyin Juemei originally reached adulthood when the poison appeared. I joined forces with Feng Ancestor and originally thought that we could suppress it for five years, but... now it is actually two years ahead of schedule.

"If you want to completely cure it, you need the Phoenix Pool water from Wutong Mountain of the Phoenix Clan, but... that is a taboo of the Phoenix Clan, and it is impossible to borrow it."

"Even though I, Tai 15 Xuanmen, have a good relationship with the Phoenix clan, I have begged several times, but to no avail."

Lingzu's tone was full of regret and helplessness.

Liu Ling'er's future achievements are enough to serve as the patron saint of Mysterious Heaven Gate.

If it was the Xuanyin body instead of the Xuanyin Juemai, what would the younger generation have to do with Ye Qingtian?

Ye Feng frowned and sighed slightly, is the fragrance gone?

It's a pity for a beautiful generation.

Suddenly, Fengzu's voice suddenly sounded: "Now there is another way, which is to use the Zhiyang constitution to suppress the cold poison from invading the body."

"Being able to temporarily control Ye Feng happens to be the ninth-turn Nirvana body, the body with the most yang energy in the world.'

When the great elder heard this, he suddenly woke up and quickly begged: "Ye Feng... I hope you can help my granddaughter."

He had watched Liu Ling'er grow up and suffered a lot, and the cold poison would break out every three to five days.

Almost every day, she grew up in pain.

"grandfather..………"

Liu Ling'er woke up, and her whole body was like an ice cube.

On her delicate and pretty face, her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. She suppressed all the pain in her body, or in other words... she was used to it.

There was even a trace of yearning on the little face, and he... was finally free.

Ye Feng sighed: "Great Elder, leave the rest to me. I will try my best to suppress the cold poison."

A woman of this age shouldn't have to endure so much.

That kind of cold and biting pain had been with her for twenty-one years.

In other words, she has been tortured throughout her life since she was born.

Jiuyang Peak.

Inside the Cave Mansion, there were only two people, Ye Feng and Liu Ling'er.

Facing Yubei, Ye Feng let out a long sigh of relief. The yellow electricity on her body became heavier and heavier.

He was not completely sure whether Nirvana's fire would work.

"boom!"

The scorching flames rose in his hands, gradually compressed, and condensed in his palms.

His hands slowly fell on the jade shoulders, and the silky touch made Ye Feng distracted.

In his past life and this life, it seems that...he still adheres to the boy's skills.

"Hey..."

At the slightest contact, countless mist rose up. Ye Feng shuddered and almost spurted out a blood arrow.

The pupils are constricted, this cold poison... is too overbearing, isn't it?

Even though the fire of Nirvana was already spread throughout his body, his hands almost froze in just a moment.

There was a flash of shock in his eyes, and he looked up.

Does she...do she suffer this kind of pain every day?

Deep in my heart, a hint of admiration gradually emerged.

This is a whole twenty-one years of torture!

"Buzz buzz!"

The ball of divine fire entered Liu Ling'er's body and disappeared before it even touched her dantian.

"Stab la la..."

Countless mist emitted above the two people's heads, and the Cave Mansion was instantly enveloped in a faint mist, making it difficult to discern the direction.

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth twitched, and the overbearing Nirvana divine fire didn't work.

Moreover, cleaning up the cold poison in this way also caused huge damage to Liu Ling'er's physique.

It was like a war was breaking out inside her.

"Nirvana divine fire, enter!"

Wisps of divine fire poured into Liu Ling'er's body from her shoulders.

Slowly advancing, Liu Ling'er's consciousness gradually awakened, and she vaguely felt that there were a pair of warm hands on her jade shoulders, and a trace of warmth began to circulate around her body.

Because... Handu felt that he was being invaded and fell into rage.

Although it is unconscious, it knows that its territory has been invaded.

At this moment, all the cold poison broke out.

"Boom!"

Ye Feng's hands made a loud noise and trembled continuously, because...his hands almost lost consciousness.

The freezing feeling gradually transferred from Liu Ling'er's body to Ye Feng's body.

The cold poison that had been accumulated for almost twenty-one years suddenly exploded!

Ye Feng smiled bitterly, he no longer had the energy to create the Nirvana Divine Fire.

The Spirit Communication Secret Realm has now reached a critical point, and the energy in it cannot be used, otherwise it will be exhausted and even cause the quality of the Secret Realm to decline.

After two battles, almost all the spiritual energy in the Spirit Communication Secret Realm was used up.

Now, the spiritual energy storage of Soul Formation cultivation is completely insufficient.

However, Ye Feng is not worried about this at all. He is a ninth-turn Nirvana body with divine fire. Coupled with the physical strength of the Primordial Origin body, this crap can only make Weiwei rank 18th at best.

Even if he falls into a coma, he will wake up soon.

The body...is getting colder and colder.

His consciousness began to blur, and most of the cold poison had entered his body.

Liu Ling'er was completely awake at this time, her beautiful eyes opened, and a trace of doubt appeared on her face.

Because...right now, there is not even a trace of coldness on her body.

This was the first time she felt the warmth of her body.

Her delicate body trembled slightly, and she looked back, her beautiful eyes filled with endless tenderness.

Was he the one who...saved himself?

Liu Ling'er didn't know Ye Feng at all. He had been training at Liu's house some time ago, so he just took a look at him from a distance.

She had a feeling that this... was the person she was destined to be.

The warmth of those big hands was deeply engraved in her heart.

"boom!"

But at this moment, in the blink of an eye, endless cold poison erupted from Ye Feng's body, and his body was extremely cold.

Liu Ling'er's pretty face changed suddenly, it turned out that the cold poison that had been accumulated for twenty-one years was on him.

"This...what should we do?"

She was a little panicked. This was the first time she had encountered such a thing.

Ye Feng's body became colder and colder, and the two of them felt as if they were in an ice cube, and the cold air invaded their bodies.

Suddenly, she had an idea, maybe...that could alleviate it?

Her pretty face turned red, she breathed a long sigh of relief, and made up her mind. She looked at Ye Feng with tenderness in her eyes, and kissed Ye Feng deeply...