Song Ling raised her hands to adjust her breath, but her eyes were still looking at the clouds.
She can be sure what's there.
Just when Song Ling was about to fly into the sky for the second time, a shout stopped her.
"Qian Jing Ping, the problem lies with Qian Jing Ping!" Long Yu swept over the clouds and landed opposite Song Ling. There was a deep chasm between them and she shouted loudly: "I'm here to help you. I absorb the demon power.
You can end this calamity."
In the mist, Song Ling turned around and glanced at Long Yu, who was coming over. She frowned slightly and asked, "Who told you? Lian Hen? I can't believe her words."
Why do you say that?
Because Song Ling was not aware of the demonic power flowing in her body at all, when she heard it, she subconsciously thought that Lian Hen was deceiving Long Yu.
"Just believe me." Long Yu Shi Shiran fell beside Song Ling, raised his hand, took Song Ling's wrist, and said: "I have to do this. If Song Mo does it, it will be a circle.
It's back in your body and it won't help."
After saying that, she raised her eyes, her almond-shaped eyes widened.
"You don't believe me?" Long Yu was a little angry.
Song Ling shook his head, blinked and looked at Long Yu, smiling: "How could it be? How could I not trust you? I was just wondering...whether this might be dangerous for you too."
Song Ling knew very well how arrogant the power in her body was. Although Long Yu had rested for a long time, once this power was sucked away, who knew whether he could control it?
If you are not careful, you may get backlash.
"Don't worry." Long Yu pressed her thumb on Song Ling's wrist, narrowed her eyes and said, "I have my own sense of discretion. If there is any accident, I will stop in time and will never take my own life as a joke."
Long Yu is not alone.
Behind her, there are a group of celestial water beasts who need her support and care.
At the same time, Song Ling, the person who helped her at all costs, is also extremely important.
This is why Long Yu dared to take risks and break into the minefield.
"Listen to her." Song Mo's figure flashed, floating to the ground, and continued Long Yu's words: "Although I don't know if the demon power in your body is, but it is still very strange, let her try it
That's fine. I'll take a look. If there is any accident, I will take action before her."
With Song Mo taking care of her, Song Ling felt much more at ease.
Fortunately, at this moment, the thunder would not continue to fall, which gave Song Ling and Long Yu time.
Long Yu pulled Song Ling to the side and sat down cross-legged. The demonic power around her body turned, her eyes closed slightly, and she entered the realm of heaven and man in an instant. She thought she was ready to face the impact, but who could have imagined that as soon as she
Upon contact, she was directly overturned by a powerful force.
Look at Song Ling again, sitting as straight as a bell, motionless.
"Are you okay?" Song Mo walked over and helped Long Yu up and asked.
"I'm fine." Long Yu shook his head, sat down again, and said as he breathed out: "It's strange... The demonic power in Song Ling's body is indeed very strange. Even if he goes on a rampage, there is no trace of it, and it is as pure as spiritual energy.
"
After all, the demonic energy and spiritual energy between heaven and earth are interconnected.
only……
What can be used by monster beasts is aura mixed with various aura impurities, so it is called demonic energy. However, this does not mean that the mixed demonic energy is inferior to aura, but the impurities in the demonic energy determine its domineering power.
In essence, ordinary humans simply cannot bear it.
The power in Song Ling's body now is clearly demonic energy.
It also lacks the mixed qualities.
what happened?
Long Yu couldn't understand.
"Can we continue?" Song Mo asked again.
Long Yu glanced at him sideways and raised her eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Of course you can, but you have to be careful. I suspect that after I absorb this part of the demon power, it will have an impact on you."
After saying that, Long Yu sat upright and put his hand on Song Ling's wrist again.
Song Ling himself didn't realize that Long Yu had just been knocked down by her. In Song Ling's perception, a stream of clear water suddenly came, and then was burned by the surrounding fire and dissipated in an instant.
Not long after, the clear stream slowly flowed in front of Song Ling.
She looked down and found that she had transformed back into the form of a giant beast. Every step she took would leave deep footprints in the soft soil.
The sound of running water washed Song Ling's soul like fairy music, giving her a moment of respite in the scorching fire.
And at this moment——
A loud rumbling sound suddenly erupted all around.
The sky collapsed and the earth collapsed.
The blazing flames spit out tongues of fire ferociously, rolled up Song Ling and pulled her back into the fire.
The flowing water that brought Song Ling a sense of coolness did not dissipate as before. On the contrary, the stronger the fire, the louder the sound of the flowing water sounded.
What Song Ling didn't know was that Song Mo actually separated his arms at this moment, mixed the blood and demon power together, and fed it to Long Yu to drink.
With Song Mo helping from the side, Long Yu reversed his decline and gradually gained the upper hand in the struggle.
Hula.
The cool breeze is coming.
Song Ling, who was surrounded by flames, turned back into a human form with a pop and lay on her back in a swamp.
The flame is gone.
But Song Ling couldn't leave this realm of heaven and man. Even if she tried her best, she could only struggle in the mud. But because of her struggle, her body was sinking continuously, and before long, she was completely covered by the mud.
buried.
In the chaos, a pair of hands grabbed Song Ling.
But this hand was obviously not kind. After grabbing Song Ling, it dragged her to swim deeper into the swamp.
"Who are you?" Song Ling didn't open her mouth, but her voice was thunderous and spread out with the help of spiritual power. "Tell me who you are? Are you the way of heaven? Or the will of Weilu Mountain."
Those hands suddenly tightened Song Ling's arms.
The strength was so strong that Song Ling almost thought her hand was broken.
After a moment, a rustling sound sounded from Song Ling's ears, and the hands continued to move up, stroking Song Ling along the way and supporting her cheek.
"You can call me the will of heaven, or you can call me the shadow."
The indistinguishable voice of male and female seemed a bit dull in the swamp.
Take a photo?
The Fourth Senior Brother Zhaoying in Song Ling's memory did not have such a gentle voice. He was always irritable and decisive. He even offended people from other sects several times because of his temper and was beaten to a bloody head.
'Zhaoying' seemed to have seen through Song Ling's thoughts, chuckled, and said: "Of course he and I are different. He died because of you, and he died silently."
"What does it mean to die because of me?" Song Ling asked calmly.
"Don't you know?" Zhaoying's hand tightened slightly and his voice was a little too high. "After you came down from the mountain, in less than half a month, Zhaoying..."
At once?
The sound stopped suddenly.
Before Song Ling could ask any more questions, the hands in the swamp turned into mud, and she herself was taken out of the swamp by a force and saw the light of day again.
After escaping from the realm of heaven and man, Song Ling subconsciously looked around.
Unfortunately, she couldn't smell anything about Zhaoying, which meant that Zhaoying's physical body and soul were far away from here, and they just took advantage of the opportunity of her entering the realm of heaven and human to sneak in.