"Success, master, you have succeeded!" Mo Tian shouted with ecstasy on his face.
All of this seems simple and easy, but it knows what kind of narrow escape it is. Ye Yunji had actually turned around the gate of hell just now, even countless times, as long as there was a little bit of Italian food, he would definitely die!
Not far away, the Nine Nether Demon Mirage, which had been condensed to less than half a fist, also raised its snail-like head, showing anthropomorphic ecstasy.
It succeeded, it finally managed to save its life! If the demon spirit could cry, it would definitely weep with joy, and the old tears accumulated for tens of thousands of years would surge like a tide.
"It's only half the battle!" Ye Yunji said quietly, and slowly took off the blood from his heart.
There is neither the suppression of blood, nor the help of Motian, but this time, the power of blood is no different. This is certainly related to the enchantment of the ancestral hall, and at the same time, it is also related to the return of blood and soul.
At the beginning when he came to Wuji Holy Heaven, he was also seriously injured. Not only was his spiritual root severely damaged, but his soul was also severely damaged. Over the years, relying on his innate physique, which was far from extraordinary, his meridians and soul gradually healed, but the blood in his body However, it is still impossible to perfectly integrate with the soul.
It is precisely because of this that every time he made a shot before, he would be seriously injured, and it would take a long time to recover. Only the power of the ancient gods and beasts can help him unite his blood and soul. But that is only temporary, with the improvement of cultivation base, the body and soul will change quietly, and the blood and soul will be separated again.
But this time, relying on the power of the Nine Serenity Mirage's demon spirit, he finally returned to his true self and perfectly merged into one body!
However, for him, this is only half the battle, if he can't save Hui Hui Fenghua, all this is meaningless.
The palm rested on Gu Fenghua's chest, and the vitality came out through the body.
Beside him, Mo Tian looked shocked, and Jiuyou Mo Mirage's eyes suddenly lit up.
This vitality is so majestic and boundless, so endless. Even if they are the ancient magic dragons in the legend, or the prehistoric demon spirits that everyone has heard of, they have never possessed such a powerful vitality. I don't even want to imagine that there are people in the world who have such a powerful vitality!
Vitality poured into Gu Fenghua's body, and a rosy layer gradually appeared on her beautiful and pale face. Her broken heart veins, as if drawn by an invisible force, returned to one place, and the broken traces were quickly healed.
Mo Tian let out a long breath, with such a powerful vitality, even if the heart veins are broken into residues, or even the vitality is exhausted, it can be brought back to life.
?Thinking of this, there was a trace of sadness in its heart: Back then, it was not killed on the spot when it was seriously injured, but broke out at the last moment. Unfortunately, the injury was too serious, and it finally faced death helplessly. Or when encountering Ye Yunji at that time, it must be able to survive from a desperate situation, so how could it die so bleakly?
It has forgotten, with its arrogance and violent temper back then, how could it easily recognize Ye Yunji as the main one? If it really meets him, it will only die faster and worse, and there is no chance of rebirth from Nirvana.
"Crack!" Suddenly, a soft sound came from Gu Fenghua. The soft sound was almost inaudible, but it did not escape the keen hearing of the ancient magic dragon in the Motian.
In an instant, Mo Tian's face changed drastically, and his eyes were filled with horror.
Gu Fenghua's heart, which was about to heal, burst open again!
"Impossible, this is impossible!" Mo Tian almost roared out these words. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com