Chapter 229 Survival From Desperation (2000 Monthly Ticket Plus Update)

The position where Qin Yi fell was very interesting.

Meng Qingying leaned against the ruins, also without strength. Qin Yi fell down and hit his head on her leg, at least he didn't hit the pile of rocks directly.

His head felt comfortable, and Meng Qingying let out a muffled grunt, feeling very hurt from being hit.

"What kind of pig head are you, so hard!"

Qin Yi's eyeballs moved, and he glanced at her, but did not respond.

In fact, he didn't even have the strength to speak, and it was difficult to move his fingers.

Liusu had told him earlier that using the Demon Slayer Sword once could cripple him. Without personal experience, how would he know that he could be crippled like this. The meridians and even the dantian all over his body were twisted, like a twist.

Qin Xin Yu Huiyang, it's still too reluctant, it's not bad if you don't need to change your life... It's still the gentleness of the senior sister's painting... It's a pity that it is not a magic weapon. After using these two times, the painting is useless.

Therefore, it is impossible for a little monk Fengchu to abuse people everywhere with the Qianyuan treasure of his ancestors. The gap is too big to be controlled at all.

This is not important anymore, after all the magic weapon is his own, this is just a serious overdraft, not a backlash injury, if he can take a good rest, it will be easy to recover.

What's really important is that Meng Qingying's injury is not so serious that he can't even move her fingers, at least she can still speak.

So Meng Qingying can kill him at this moment.

This is not the charming with Minghe back then, this witch is an enemy... She has always wanted to kill him, is this the best chance?

The air was quiet for a moment.

Meng Qingying looked at Qin Yi who was pillowed on her lap, and remained silent for a while.

Qin Yi didn't speak, and was ready for Tassel to launch a sudden soul attack.

Meng Qingying suddenly said: "Why did you risk your life to save me?"

Qin Yi: "?"

Save me, what he was thinking was to cooperate with Meng Qingying's sneak attack to kill Guan Ji, God knows she was running for her life!

Meng Qingying asked again: "Are you afraid...your fellow disciples will come down and kill you?"

Qin Yi's throat moved, and he could barely speak after resting for a while: "He dare not."

It's better to be afraid of you than to be afraid of him...

"Well...he didn't dare. If Ju Yunxiu recalled his divine thoughts, he would die a miserable death. Huiyang chased him down, his family couldn't tolerate him, the palace master was furious, and the world despised him...so he didn't dare to show his face at such a good opportunity. "Meng Qingying smiled: "But he can let the emperor send someone to kill you, just come to a group of soldiers, you and I will die at this moment."

Qin Yi stopped talking.

Meng Qingying's judgment is very likely to become a reality. The previous ambush in the treasure house and the rebound of spirit deficiency were all written by Zheng Yunyi. He didn't dare to kill himself, but he could easily kill someone with a knife.

Meng Qingying said in a low voice: "Actually... at this moment, I can protect you instead, which is considered to be repaid for your kindness of saving us. From then on, you and I will have no grievances, and we will not owe each other."

With the voice, a seal has been formed on her hand.

The dragon of luck, which had lost control and hung in the sky like a kite, suddenly raised its head to the sky and roared.

She was trying to recall this dragon to protect herself and Qin Yi.

There is no need to control the puppets, as long as the dragon guard is in front of them, no one in the entire Dagan can move them, and it will not be difficult at all to drag them back to some of their combat power.

Originally, Meng Qingying could take the dragon and go away, but it was indeed to protect him and not to owe favors.

But at this moment, Meng Qingying's expression changed drastically, and she spat out another mouthful of blood, which filled Qin Yi's stomach.

Qin Yi asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

"Someone is accusing my dragon!" Meng Qingying replied angrily: "Zheng Yunyi attacked me unexpectedly for this reason!"

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When Guan Ji rushed out of the ruins, the first thing he saw was Zheng Yunyi standing on the undestroyed pillar of the high platform, looking at the sky with his hands behind his back.

Seeing him come out, Zheng Yunyi gave a "tsk" sound: "The golden core is broken... If no one saves you, you will die. The power of the sixth floor of Tengyun was beaten like this by two people whose cultivation is far inferior to yours...Meng Qing It's unimaginable that the shadow is still wounded."

Guan Ji's face was like gold paper, and he walked over with a senile look: "Help me."

"How can I help you?"

"I know that your Medical Divination Sect has the Medical Sect Pill, give me a Yuan Hu Pill..."

"Huyuan Pill can barely save your life, it can't restore your cultivation, it would be great if you can restore Cheng Fengchu..."

"If you survive, you will be rewarded after returning to the temple."

"Then you can repay now."

Before Guan Ji could react, Zheng Yunyi stretched out his hand and grabbed Guan Ji out of thin air, then waved his hand and threw it directly at the dragon of luck in the air.

Guan Ji suddenly realized what he wanted to do, and screamed: "Zheng Yunyi, you will die..."

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Yunyi had thrown a divine light from the palm of his hand, covering the dragon of luck.

The dragon's body shook violently, and it counterattacked automatically. A strange starlight flashed by, and Guan Ji had been dismembered into pieces of flesh.

"The backlash of the power of luck..." Zheng Yunyi murmured to himself in a low voice: "It really is a terrible thing. Even the luck of a monk who has reached the Tengyun level can't bear it, and it was crushed like this..."

That's right, what he wanted was Guanji Zengda Tengyun's power of luck, not that dying body.

From the beginning, his calculation was to make both sides lose out.

Tengyun's luck offset the first wave of the most violent backlash, and the subsequent backlash has been softened a lot, within his controllable range.

Divination of astrology, they already know how to play this kind of luck. But his usage is different from Meng Qingying's Qi Luck as a puppet, he can't control any Luck Dragon, he wants to absorb Luck.

Under normal circumstances, he would not be able to catch or absorb the good luck of a country's mountains and rivers, but right now, there happens to be a witch who solidifies it into shape. When will this peach not be picked?

At least half of the battle with Qin Yi was due to luck. While Zheng Yunyi wanted to borrow a knife to kill Qin Yi, he also realized the importance of luck. These were the two major reasons why he came here.

Zheng Yunyi stretched his fingers, and there seemed to be some kind of suction in his palm, and the starlight glowed from that virtual dragon, bit by bit, it sank into his palm and penetrated into his body.

At this time, Meng Qingying's brand call was conveyed, and Xulong raised his head to the sky and roared, almost breaking away from his absorption. Zheng Yunyi's expression sank, and he threw a piece of tortoise shell to block Xulong.

Hexagram image: Walking on frost, hard ice arrives.

Meng Qingying's summoning was like bumping into an ice wall, and the last bit of thought power that was finally condensed rolled back backwards.

At the same time, shouts of killing came from outside the Qianlong Temple, and soldiers and horses entered the temple to arrest the demon.

Zheng Yunyi smiled slightly, the game is over.

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Meng Qingying fell down obliquely like a gossamer, and this last thought force backlash really put her in a desperate situation.

The poisonous raging in the body has not been dispelled, and it has been reluctantly resisting and has not been able to recover; he acted with injuries and used a big move that he could not bear, which counterattacked the serious injury; the last bit of spiritual power communicated with the puppet, which was forcibly cut off and turned back , this mental injury was more serious than the physical injury, so severe that she almost fainted on the spot, and she just relied on a little perseverance to hold on.

There were voices of people in the distance, soldiers and horses approaching, everything seemed to be doomsday.

"Qin Yi, I didn't expect that I would die with you." Meng Qingying smiled miserably: "Maybe I was overthinking my own abilities, and I shouldn't have the idea of ​​moving the dragon of luck in the first place. This should be the case."

Qin Yi said in a deep voice, "You just gave up? This is not like the Meng Qingying I know."

Meng Qingying said in a low voice: "I have no strength, I can't do it at all."

"What's the situation between you and this dragon?" Qin Yi asked: "It should be under your control already, what's wrong with the last step?"

"The bridge of poor souls, it can be regarded as a domesticated pet at best, not a puppet with a spiritual connection. I originally wanted to take it away, find a place to cultivate, and sacrifice for a long time before it can truly become my puppet. But right now it's impossible..."

"Bridge of souls... Can this construction only take a long time?"

"Of course there is a shortcut... If there is a treasure, it can directly pierce through the netherworld, connect with gods and ghosts, and attune its true spirit, then you can build a bridge of souls and become a real dragon puppet..." Meng Qingying shook her head and said, "Don't be afraid." Come to think of it, something like Devil Weeping Jade is hard to come by."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Qin Yi take out a black jade and put it in front of her eyes: "Is it this?"

Meng Qingying's eyes widened, and without knowing where the strength came from, she sat up suddenly.