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Chapter 353 Under the Storm
Bi Fan, who was clenching his teeth tightly, was already numb to the pain. The violent storm put his whole body in the center of the vortex, spinning rapidly.
The dizzying feeling made him feel as if the sea of soul was about to burst, swelling and causing discomfort.
He obviously felt that his consciousness was becoming blurry quickly. After a while, he felt that he was fighting the storm purely by instinct.
Unlike the thunder and lightning that had been tempered for more than half a year, the sweep of the storm was more fierce than the power of the thunder and lightning. The former brought him pain, but the latter could really take his life at any time.
If it weren't for a coincidence that day, he was thrown out of a windless spot in the storm, and with the help of dragon scales, he wouldn't have been able to escape.
Now, the storm has struck again, and Bi Fan is still helpless.
The spiritual magic method taught to him by the old man was completely unable to be used at this moment. The powerful soul power wrapped in the spiritual body, which was fully prepared, was swept away by the storm in just one encounter.
.The rest was blown away without a trace in the second strong wind.
The spirit body was shattered, and a red wave rolled in the stronger sea of soul. This was the state of his soul power at this moment, and it had reached the ultimate carrying point.
Under the storm, he is like a small boat in the sea, which may capsize at any time.
Being destroyed, completely disappeared, and annihilated in this space seemed to be Bi Fan's fate that he could not change in the end.
"The First Clan"
The consciousness he was clinging to seemed to cease to exist at this moment. Suddenly he saw Xiao Lian's figure. His indifferent face always had the same eternal expression, and only a hint of emotion occasionally flashed in his eyes.
, that is the true feeling in his heart.
Then, the three stunning faces of Yu Siyan, Lonely Qian and Qingxuan appeared, each looking at him with charming smiles, but he couldn't even touch them.
Immediately afterwards, Zheng Shi'an, Long Diao, Mo Tian and other brothers appeared one by one. He saw everyone smiling at him, but he couldn't make a sound to speak. Only then did he realize in a daze that he had arrived at the end of life.
The end?
Is it impossible to withstand this space storm after all?
Suddenly, a more violent storm swept past, and his consciousness seemed to be torn into pieces by the howling wind, as well as his whole body.
At this moment, he seemed to have entered a state of death unconsciously, with no pain or any sensation.
Except for the dragon scales that exuded a faint golden light, it was almost impossible to be sure that he was still there under the storm...
At the same time, somewhere in the white night space.
Xiao Lian, who was hovering in the void and practicing, suddenly seemed to sense something. He suddenly opened his eyes, with a rare look of anxiety on his face.
If it weren't for the fact that there was no one around, anyone who saw it would suddenly feel depressed. After all, Xiao Lian is a person who is known to have a straight face. If even he couldn't control his emotions, it is conceivable that
What a big deal.
At this time, he was in this state.
The brows on his handsome face were furrowed, and he unbuttoned his clothes. Several golden dragon scales flashed instantly on his lean chest. Only the area closest to his heart was completely gray.
That is where the Life Scale is. Because the Life Scale was given to Bi Fan, this place is much dimmer than other dragon scales.
But at this moment, it seemed that he had completely disappeared. There was only one possibility for this situation to occur, and that was that Bi Fan was really about to die.
Xiao Lian clenched his fists unconsciously, and countless thoughts and ideas passed through his mind.
If he hadn't sensed his master's aura and learned that Bi Fan was trapped in the Xingyun River, he would have planned to break into the Xingyun River with force.
Only in this way was it possible to bring Bi Fan out of that hellish place. But he didn't do it, firstly because of the old man's location, and secondly because if he did so, the price would indeed be too high, and it might not succeed.
.
But now, even if he wanted to rescue him in the Xingyun River, it was already too late.
Although the Golden Holy Dragon has the ability to travel through space, it must stabilize its strength above that of the Chaos Holy Lord to have a chance. The Holy Lord's cultivation level is a height that he has never reached in his heyday, let alone that he has only recovered.
Sixty percent of the strength.
Xiao Lian looked gloomy, looking at the light on his chest that was about to completely dissipate, and finally made a decision.
His hands were folded into palms, and each complicated and incomprehensible, somewhat ancient and obscure sealing method was quickly turned over in his hands.
This is the secret method of the Golden Holy Dragon Clan. He has never used it before, but he had to use it this time.
The secret technique was completed after a few breaths, and then he slapped his chest mercilessly.
With a "wow" sound, a mouthful of blood with a pale golden light spurted out, covering the gap in his natal scale.
After vomiting out this mouthful of blood, his face suddenly became much pale and his breath became very weak.
The only effect it brought was that the dim and irrelevant natal scale once again ignited a golden and red light...
In the Xingyun River, the storm finally passed after lasting for two full hours.
The space after the silence was restored was not much different from the previous appearance. It was still empty, lonely, and dark.
Next to a twinkling star, there was a small, inconspicuous scale-like thing attached.
Taking a closer look, it is not difficult to find that this is Xiao Lian's natal scale. But now there is nothing else except this scale.
The scales exude a pale golden light, with a hint of blood in them, and there is an indescribable vitality and power contained in them.
I don't know how long it took, but a consciousness finally slowly woke up from the dragon scales and stared blankly at everything in front of me.
Bi Fan was filled with doubts, where is this place? Why does it still look like Xingyun River? Is he still alive or not?
With the last bit of consciousness saved by the Life Scale, Bi Fan tried his best to sense it, and Bi Fan knew that he was indeed not dead yet.
But he couldn't figure out why he was still alive? Under that storm, with his cultivation and strength, there was absolutely no chance of survival!
Seeing the dark golden light flashing around him, he seemed to have guessed something.
Raising a faint consciousness, he sensed the breath on the dragon scales. It had a richer layer of vitality and strength than before, and there was also a faint smell of blood.
Bi Fan was stunned, staring blankly at the scales in front of him, feeling indescribably heavy in his heart.
He knew that under that storm, it was Xiao Lian who saved him across a long distance and across space levels by virtue of his induction of the Scales of Life.
He didn't know how Xiao Lian did it, but it was easy to tell from the bloody smell on the dragon scales that he must have paid a huge price to save himself...