Lingchen's forehead was sweating. Is this the end? Is this my end?
"No! Who is it? Who wants to kill me? I want to kill you!"
Lingchen screamed, but it was all in vain. His voice roared out without any response. His big handprint was only three feet away from him. Lingchen even felt the approaching death infinitely.
"Is this the end for me? I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in!"
Lingchen roared angrily, and he felt as if his body was about to turn to stone. This was an extremely special elemental force, and there was only one outcome when it encountered him, and that was to turn into stone.
Lingchen felt that his fingers had become fossilized and could not move, and his feeling of death became even stronger. Lingchen had to use his last means to score, and his soul entered the compass space.
But just when Lingchen was about to enter the compass space with his soul, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air and stood in front of Lingchen. A powerful black beam of light erupted from her whole body, and then a vertical eye suddenly appeared between her eyebrows.
The huge handprint in the sky was distorted in an instant, and was swallowed up by the vertical eye in the blink of an eye.
This was almost formed in the blink of an eye, so fast that even Lingchen didn't see what happened, and it was over. However, when the light dissipated, Lingchen saw the back of this person, and he was very familiar with it.
"Wan'er!"
Lingchen was surprised and surprised at the same time. He smiled and was about to step forward to hug his body. But before Lingchen stretched out his hand, Wan'er's petite body suddenly softened and fell backward. Lingchen took advantage of the situation and helped her.
The moment he touched her, a cold feeling spread throughout Lingchen's body. Subconsciously, Lingchen felt that he had overlooked something.
"Petrified!"
"Wan'er, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with your body? Why is it petrified? Tell me quickly. Tell me quickly!"
"Husband? It seems that I succeeded. Don't worry. It's just petrified. It's no big deal. I believe that my husband will let me recover. But I will have to trouble my husband in the future. I can only tell you that I like you very much."
"I know this kind of thing. How can I save you? Tell me."
"I don't know either, but I believe there will always be a way. I'm sorry, I have to leave before I meet you. I'm really reluctant to leave, Lingchen? Haha, I saw it."
Wan'er was talking, but she didn't look at Lingchen, but at the distant sky, where the sun was about to be born. She was talking to herself, but there was a happy smile on her lips.
"My first kiss is still there. If I recover one day, I will definitely be your bride."
Wan'er's beautiful big eyes blinked at Lingchen, her face covered with a happy smile, but at this moment, Wan'er's whole body finally turned to stone.
"No, Wan'er! Don't leave me!"
Lingchen watched Wan'er petrified, and felt heartbroken, as if his heart was about to explode. Tears wet his eyes, dripping on the petrified Wan'er, and his blurred eyes were full of sadness.
, a feeling of heartache arises from the bottom of my heart.
"No matter who you are, I will definitely kill you!"
"Really? Boy, you are lucky this time. Since this is God's will, let me let you go for now, but you only have one year to live. After one year, I will take your life, hehe
hey-hey."
A disembodied voice fell into Lingchen's ears through sound transmission. That kind of arrogant and domineering aura surprised Lingchen, but at the same time, it was deeply imprinted in his heart. This person was a big enemy.
Killing is not enough to make me feel at ease.
"I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you to kill me."
Lingchen's hoarse voice lasted for a long time before he gritted his teeth and said these few words. However, while saying these words, the corners of his mouth were full of bloodshot eyes. These were the words Lingchen gritted his teeth and swore. This might be a promise.
, not only to the mysterious man in the dark, but also to the beautiful woman in his arms.
Lingchen picked up the petrified Wan'er and gently touched the petrified forehead. Lingchen's heart felt even more painful. The flowers in the past and the parting of life and death today made Lingchen feel a lot of negative emotions.
Emotionally, he now has the urge to kill everything.
"Master, this won't work. Killing can't solve anything. You can't let killing blind you. Calm down first. There are many things to do now. The first thing is to find a way to recover the mistress."
Lingchen closed his eyes to regain his mood and let out a breath of turbid air.
"Yes, you are right, Xiandie, do you have a way to restore Wan'er?"
"It's neither yes nor no. In fact, the best way is to find the hostess's sect. He can swallow the petrified Yuan Power, which shows that this sect is very knowledgeable in dealing with petrification. As long as we find other sects,
In this sect, it is not difficult to restore the mistress, but..."
"I know that once I find Wan'er's sect, I may never see him again, and it is not impossible that he will be killed directly. Is there no other way?"
Lingchen knew very well that finding Wan'er's sect would easily solve the problem of petrification. However, as long as he stepped into that place, he would be entering hell. He would only do it when there was really no other way.
As for the matter now, Lingchen doesn't want to do this yet.
"Yes, there is a way that is not a solution. The blood of the Holy Realm has the power to change nature. As long as you practice to the fifth level of the Holy Realm, the 'Psychic Realm', and pour the blood on the petrified body, the mistress can
Recovery, but at your current advancement speed, it will take at least a thousand years."
"millennium?"
When Lingchen heard this, he was stunned and wanted to slap the fairy butterfly over.
As if seeing Lingchen's confusion, Xiandie could only explain it here.
"The Holy Realm is equivalent to reaching the sky. The so-called reaching the sky in one step, not to mention a big realm, even if it is only the first level, the difference in strength is huge. A thousand years of cultivation from the Mysterious Body to channeling is the shortest time.
"In the long history, there have been no more than a hundred such geniuses. Do you think you have such a talent?" After being hit by Xiandie like this, Lingchen nodded sheepishly. No matter how conceited he was, he could not say that he was
It is more powerful than those characters. As Xiandie said, a thousand years is a conservative estimate.
Is there really no other way?"
Lingchen was very unwilling. He had to wait for a thousand years. Even if the day lilies were cold, Wan'er could not wait. His current life span was at least three thousand, and Wan'er had not yet broken through to the holy realm, and her life span was only
Only a thousand years old, or even less.
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