Chapter 215: Not enough cultivation to make up magic weapon
Chapter 215: Not enough cultivation, I need a magic weapon to make up for it
Song Yizhi held the blood-stained demon pill with two fingers, looked at the dying Shen Huai lying on the water, and walked slowly over.
"Holy Scripture." Song Yizhi stretched out his other clean hand.
Shen Huai looked at Song Yizhi with fear in his eyes.
What a terrifying pressure, this pressure is more terrifying than the clan leader's, even, even more terrifying than the demon lord's!
Who is this Song Yizhi?!
Yanyan faces Song Yizhi, does she still have a chance of winning?!
At this time, Shen Huai could still focus on worrying about Jiang Yan, which could be regarded as infatuated.
He opened his mouth and was about to speak when Song Yizhi put his foot in his heart and said impatiently, "Holy Scripture."
Shen Huai was kicked and flew backwards. He rolled several times on the water before he stopped.
After losing his demon elixir, Shen Huai was kicked by Song Yizhi. He was seriously injured and on the verge of death and could not maintain his human form at all.
After the Baiying Spear returned to Song Yizhi's hands, the location of the evil cultivator in the dark was also exposed.
No matter how many enemies there are, she must protect Miss Song from leaving this ghost place safely.
Song Yizhi?
Her consciousness, which was eroded by the poison, went blank for a moment, and Lan Ruoming looked up with difficulty.
"Is everything okay?" Song Yizhiguan asked.
Then Song Yizhi walked up to Lan Ruoming.
Song Yizhi reacted very quickly and jumped to avoid falling into the blood pool.
After regaining her strength, Shen Zheng stood up and walked to Song Yizhi.
And I don’t know how many enemies there are in the dark...
The evil cultivator did not pay attention to the young Song Yizhi at all. He directly launched pressure and wanted to end this one-sided massacre simply and crudely.
"Quick decision, Lan Ruoming's situation is getting more and more serious." Song Yizhi said.
Song Yizhi raised his hand, and the ice spirit power condensed into an ice pick to send Shen Huai away and then folded it in front of Shen Zheng.
Once the magic weapon barrier on Song Yizhi's body was opened, it directly helped her resist the pressure.
"I'm facing you, you attack me secretly." After saying that, Song Yizhi held Lan Ruoming in one hand and shot him with a long gun in the other.
This should be the place where the Jiang family practices evil arts.
"Forget it, let's treat a dead horse as a living doctor!" Song Yizhi stuffed the detoxifying pill into Lan Ruoming's mouth, then bent down and reached out to pick her up for the princess.
"Don't touch me, get out, get away! Don't touch me! I'll kill you!" Lan Ruoming's voice was filled with defensiveness and murderous intent.
Looking at Lan Ruoming, who was kneeling on one knee and breathing disorderly, she realized that something was wrong with Lan Ruoming.
Song Yizhi turned the spear in her hand and searched it inch by inch.
The formation eye was destroyed by Song Yizhi, and the formation dissipated little by little.
Song Yizhi raised his hand and touched Lan Ruoming's hand tentatively.
Seeing that Lan Ruoming was about to fall onto the water, Song Yizhi reached out to support her and said, "It's me, I'm Song Yizhi."
Shen Zheng murmured silently.
She was of no use. Instead, she was a drag on Miss Song. Even the holy book was brought back by Miss Song for herself.
Her intuition told her that Song Yizhi was safe and reliable.
Lan Ruoming, who was touched by Song Yizhi, shivered greatly in reaction, and immediately ducked back like a conditioned reflex.
"Hiss..." Shen Huai hissed in pain. Snake Eyes looked at Song Yizhi with some difficulty, and begged in his voice, "I, I will hand over the holy book, you, please don't hurt Yanyan..."
The spear shot through the air.
"What the hell is this place!" Shen Zheng said, a long sword already appearing in her hand.
Shen Huai had no choice but to believe it. He struggled to twist the snake's body.
Even though her breathing was disordered, her body was still trembling, and her flawless white skin was unusually flushed.
"Something capable." Xie Xiu stared straight at Song Yizhi's delicate face, the saliva in his eyes undisguised, "Unfortunately, you are destined not to get out of here."
Song Yizhi raised his eyebrows and agreed readily, "Okay."
This, this seems to be hit...
The thick smell of blood in his breath was almost nauseating.
Shen Zheng said, "I have nothing to do. I am really sorry that I have held Miss Song back."
When she saw Song Yizhi's exquisite and beautiful face, Lan Ruoming suddenly let down some of her guard.
Song Yizhi had to release some ice spiritual power to relieve Lan Ruoming's condition.
"Take me, take me to find my brother, the antidote..., the antidote is with him..." Lan Ruoming said intermittently, her eyes gradually became blurry and blurry as she regained some clarity.
Looking at Song Yizhi who was not affected at all, Xie Xiu's eyes were filled with greed for Song Yizhi's magical weapon.
As soon as he arrived at the so-called secret realm, Song Yizhi felt the existence of the formation.
She must practice harder so that she can help Miss Song in the future!
Song Yizhi held Lan Ruoming's hip with one hand, took out a spear with the other, and then threw the spear out.
"clang!"
"What's the point of pushing back? We are friends." Song Yizhi said helplessly.
Judging from this rich voice, he must be at least a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Song Yizhi felt confident.
The evil cultivator wrapped in a black cloak came out.
When Song Yizhi was about to speak, Lan Ruoming's hand tightened around her neck.
After Shen Zheng confirmed that it was correct, she suddenly put the holy book into the storage ring.
Song Yizhi reflexively wanted to throw the person out, but she held back.
After the two of them stood firm, they were disgusted by the situation in front of them.
She won't take action against Jiang Yan, but others will!
This is no problem!
She put away the demon pill and performed the Dust Removal Technique, then took out an antidote pill and fed it to Shen Zheng.
This place looks like a square, secret room, and the dim candlelight makes the place even more gloomy.
Xie Xiu's gaze made Song Yizhi feel uncomfortable, and her expression turned cold.
The cool temperature made Lan Ruoming feel slightly better, but it was like drinking poison to quench her thirst. After a short period of comfort, she wanted more.
After a while, a plain and simple book appeared on the water.
Song Yizhi doesn't hate Lan Ruoming, so she can't leave without Lan Ruoming.
They didn't enter the secret realm at all, and were then transferred to the Jiang family's place where they practiced evil arts!
Shen Zheng walked up to Song Yizhi, her eyes serious.
Looking at Shen Huai who had returned to his original shape and still shrunk, Song Yizhi walked up and stepped on the snake.
Song Yizhi stood on the edge of the blood pool and looked around.
Shen Zheng nodded.
Song Yi Zhi Nian Jue brought back the holy scripture, and then used his spiritual power to send the holy scripture to Shen Zheng.
"bump--"
The antidote pill is of no use to Lan Ruoming, and her condition is still not good.
Whether you can walk out or not is not decided by just one word.
"Whoosh——"
Shen Zheng looked at Xie Xiu, who was almost integrated into the surrounding environment, and tightened his grip on the long sword in his hand.
Lan Ruoming huddled in Song Yizhi's arms. Song Yizhi's cooler body temperature was very comfortable for her.
"What a useless demon clan, even a few little monks can't stop it!" The cold voice came from all directions, making people unable to find where the voice came from.
In the center is a huge blood pool, which is so full that it is about to overflow.
Even through many layers of clothes, she felt that Lan Ruoming's body temperature was frighteningly hot.
Lan Ruoming followed her instinct and put her arms around Song Yizhi's neck, pressing her hot cheek against the cool skin of her neck.
After the lotus pond in the paradise on earth disappears, the strong smell of blood reaches the tip of the nose.
There were many girls and boys whose blood had been drained hanging on the stone walls. Some were already bones, some were mostly rotten... In short, the more they looked at them, the more disgusting they became.
"clang!"
Xie Xiu looked at the weapon in his hand that had been deformed by Song Yizhi's shot, and his face twisted with anger.
Song Yizhi's cultivation level is not as good as Xie Xiu's, but the weapons on her body are all the best!
If his cultivation level is not enough, he needs a magic weapon to make up for it. The person he is talking about is Song Yizhi.