Those clean and bright peach blossom eyes were now covered with a layer of gray, and their gaze was dim and unfocused.
Gradually, Song Yizhi found that his hands and feet began to feel cold.
Immediately afterwards, a bone-chilling cold spread to his limbs and bones.
The chill froze his heart, and Song Yizhi's scattered consciousness became clear.
Under the roaring thunder, Song Yizhi heard his own heartbeat, one after another, getting slower and slower.
Just when Song Yizhi thought his heart would stop beating in the next second, the demonic power suppressed by Heaven suddenly burst out.
The strong and gentle demon power swept through the body, and the coldness spreading throughout the body was forced back.
"Dong, dong, dong." The heartbeats became stronger and stronger one after another.
The moment Song Yizhi regained control of his body, an ethereal voice sounded in his mind, "Go and follow your own path."
The moment the words fell, Song Yizhi felt that there seemed to be something more in his mind.
But she had no time to care about anything else at this moment.
Her little bit of demonic power couldn't repair this broken body, and the thunder and lightning in the remaining body was still raging everywhere. In this case, she could only protect her Dantian first.
After all, if her Dantian is disabled, she will not be able to cultivate immortality. As for the meridians, we will talk about them later.
Just when Song Yizhi mobilized his demonic power to protect the severely damaged Dantian, a subtle sound of "click, click" sounded.
Song Yizhi suddenly felt bad.
Looking inside, Song Yizhi saw that the golden elixir was already full of cracks and its luster was dim.
Under the raging raging of the remaining thunder and lightning, the dusty golden elixir completely shattered and disappeared——
Immediately afterwards, the cracks on the dantian spread rapidly, and in less than a breath, spider cracks had crawled all over the dantian.
"Crack." The cracked Dantian immediately shattered, and the spiritual power contained in the Dantian quickly dissipated and left Song Yizhi.
The demonic power that surged into Dantian dispersed along with the collapsed spiritual power.
Song Yizhi looked up at the sky with great difficulty, and what she saw was still the black thundercloud.
I'm really unwilling.
Without a piece of good land, his body was like being filled with tens of millions of pounds of lead, causing Song Yizhi to fall straight down.
Rong Yueyuan's figure flashed.
Seeing that Rong Yueyuan had passed quickly, Song Luo stretched out her hand to stop Feng Canglin.
Feng Canglin glanced at Rong Yueyuan's figure and then at Song Luo, with a grim look on his face.
If he can't see the clue anymore, he should poke his eyes out!
What a fifth elder!
What a great Rong Yueyuan!
Rong Yueyuan caught Song Yizhi before she fell to the ground. His usually calm face was already taken over by worry.
How should I describe Song Yizhi at this time? She was obviously still breathing, but Rong Yueyuan felt that he could no longer feel her breathing.
That feeling frightened him.
"Thunder clouds are about to disperse." Yuan Xu's voice became deeper.
Several people looked up, and then watched the black thunderclouds slowly disperse, and the sky was as blue as water, with no clouds in the sky.
The spiritual rain has not fallen for a long time, and a stone weighing ten thousand kilograms is pressing on the hearts of these people.
Thunder Tribulation...failed?
Song Luo closed her eyes.
She was more worried about Song Yizhi than the failed thunder disaster.
Several people's figures flashed and gathered around Song Yizhi.
At this time, Song Yizhi's original appearance could not be seen at all, she was completely burnt and black.
Seeing this, Feng Canglin did not dare to rush to snatch Song Yizhi. He was afraid that he would accidentally injure Song Yizhi.
"Zhizhi?" Feng Canglin lowered his voice.
Song Yizhi moved his lips, but there was no sound.
"She wants to be alone for a while."
"She wants to be alone."
Rong Yueyuan and Song Luo said in unison.
Feng Canlin turned to look at Song Luo beside her, and then set her sights on Rong Yueyuan.
Isn't it strange that Song Luo can read it? There is no better daughter than a mother, but Rong Yueyuan...why can he also read it?!
Song Luo said, "Bring Zhizhi back to the Demon Palace first."
Rong Yueyuan responded, and then carefully picked up the person.
Song Luo held down Feng Canglin, who was about to take action, and led a group of people to the Demon Palace.
Demon Palace.
Song Luo took Rong Yueyuan to the door of the highest palace, and then asked him to send Song Yizhi inside.
Due to Song Yizhi's request, Song Luo dragged Feng Canglin to stand at the door and did not go in.
"Pharmacist." Song Luo said to the high priest.
The high priest responded. Thinking of the little princess' situation, he went directly to ask for the pharmacist himself. Before leaving, he called Yuan Xu away.
It can be seen that the Demon Lord has a lot to say to the Demon Queen.
"We can wait until we confirm Zhizhi's condition before we discuss anything." Song Luo blocked Feng Canglin with one sentence.
Feng Canlin didn't speak again.
Inside the palace.
Rong Yueyuan carefully placed Song Yizhi on the bed. Knowing that Song Yizhi loved to be clean, he pinched a dust-removing formula and fell on her.
The charred blackness disappeared, and there were deep wounds visible under the tattered clothes.
The flesh around the wound was all charred black, with some bright red oozing out from underneath the charred blackness.
Those wounds were forcibly struck by lightning, and the recessed wounds were long, narrow, and deep, and looked extremely terrifying.
With a quick glance, Rong Yueyuan saw that every wound revealed bones.
Those wounds... almost tore Song Yizhi into pieces.
"..." Rong Yueyuan felt as if his heart had been pricked by needles, and there was constant pain.
At the same time, a surge of anger welled up in my heart.
This is not a tribulation at all!
This is divine punishment!
Rong Yueyuan's anger almost took over his mind. He took two deep breaths before he managed to regain his mind.
Song Luo's cold voice sounded outside the door, "Fifth Elder, the pharmacist is here."
Feng Canglin, who was on the side, looked at Song Luo dissatisfied.
Why is she so polite?
It made it seem like Rong Yueyuan and Zhizhi had a very close relationship.
"No... see you..." The hoarse voice was soft and thin.
Rong Yueyuan looked at the wounds that were still bleeding and didn't answer Song Yizhi's words.
Reason told him that he should let the pharmacist come in to help Song Yizhi deal with the trauma on his body.
Rong Yueyuan walked to the entrance of the palace and looked at Song Luo and Feng Canglin. He conveyed Song Yizhi's meaning, "She doesn't want to see them."
Song Luo frowned. She looked at Rong Yueyuan who was standing on the threshold and asked coldly, "Fifth Elder, you don't want the pharmacist to go in?"
Feng Canglin said coldly, "The failure of the Thunder Tribulation can range from serious injuries to a setback in cultivation, to a loss of life and death. You simply don't take her life seriously!"
Faced with Feng Canglin's scolding, Rong Yueyuan was not annoyed. He turned his head and said to Song Luo, "First elder, please go in with the pharmacist."
Let yourself go against Zhizhi's wishes once, her life is more important than anything else.
Song Luo strode in with the pharmacist.
Rong Yueyuan followed slowly, and the worried Feng Canglin followed closely behind.
However, Rong Yueyuan stopped at the door of the inner hall and turned his back to the inner hall.
Feng Canglin glanced at Rong Yueyuan, who knew the rules, and then he stopped at the door of the inner hall.
When Song Luo saw the wounds that were so deep that she could see the bones, she couldn't tell what she felt in her heart. She just felt stuffy and painful. The emotion was so uncomfortable that she almost shed tears.
Song Yizhi turned her head away with great effort. She used her actions to express that she didn't want to see anyone now.
Seeing this, Song Luo was startled. She became timid for a moment and did not dare to walk over.