"Qingling."

Before Wang Shu's hand touched Qing Ling, he was shaken away by a powerful force.

"What's going on?"

Qing Ling had the seal of Xiyue on her body, she couldn't see anything, and she didn't dare to act rashly, so she had to ask.

It's just that Qing Ling is in pain now, and although she is still a little conscious, the strangeness of her body makes it difficult for her to speak.

The phoenix belongs to fire, to the yang to the rigid, and the dragon controls the water, which belongs to the yin. When two forces meet together, how can they be compatible. It is also thanks to the power of the golden dragon, without the power of the ordinary dragon clan, otherwise the conflict between the two will only become more intense.

Looking at Qing Ling, who was getting more and more wrong, a soft Taiyin power in Wangshu's hand was born and injected into Qing Ling's body. A wisp of her divine thoughts also followed this power to Qing Ling's body, but fortunately, it was the power of the same source of Taiyin, and there was no hindrance.

But in the next second, Wangshu was surprised, Qing Ling's body was like a huge battlefield, and the power of water and fire was constantly clashing. There are even dragons and phoenixes devouring each other's bloodlines, but fortunately, she has taken a lot of emperor pulp, and the residual power of emperor pulp is reconciling the power of this bloodline, so that Qingling will not be exploded and die.

Wangshu withdrew his strength, secretly blaming himself for being a step late, and also sighed at Qingling's boldness. Unexpectedly, with his own blue bird body, he went directly to devour the bloodline of the three-clawed golden dragon. Dragons and phoenixes belong to yin and yang, and they don't deal with each other, how can they be so careless. Fortunately, she is only the body of a blue bird, not a complete phoenix, otherwise the force of this impact can kill her with just one breath.

Wang Shu stretched out his hand to conjure a jade bottle, and with a tap of his jade fingers, a few drops of emperor pulp floated out of it. As soon as Fu appeared, it carried the intoxicating aroma of laurel and boundless life force, and even the surrounding plants and trees grew much taller, and the vitality was more vigorous, and some good opportunities even opened a trace of wisdom.

The essence of the emperor's pulp, the essence of the emperor's pulp, took tens of thousands of years to get some, and the first batch of laurel flowers was used, which was a rare holy product in the wilderness, and in some respects it was no less than the Taiqing Nine Turns Golden Pill.

However, Xi Yue is probably in a different dojo, or a different cultivation method, Qing Ling and Yun Han, who are in Yunmengze, have not obtained the Emperor Marrow Pulp.

Wang Shu stretched out his hand and pushed, and three drops of Emperor Marrow Pulp flew towards Qingling. A drop fell into Qing Ling's mouth, a drop fell on her left body, and a drop fell on her right body.

The three drops of Emperor Marrow Pulp soon turned into streams of flowing moonlight, exuding an astonishing laurel aroma and a huge aura. Qing Ling's body was nourished by this force, and the wound began to heal. The two forces of water and fire in the body also began to condense under the medicinal power of this emperor pulp, and gradually became peaceful.

However, this is all temporary, and the trauma is good, but the conflict of bloodlines is not something that the emperor can solve. The Imperial Pulp is a sacred relic, which can assist in cultivation and purify the bloodline. However, this purification bloodline has become a double-edged sword at this time, once the power of this emperor marrow pulp is absorbed by the green spirit and the bloodline is purified, then the conflict between them will be even more powerful.

But this is also a helpless way, Wang Shu can only temporarily control Qingling's injury, bring it back to Yunmengze, and ask Niangniang to take action.

After a moment, the power in Qing Ling's body was completely quiet. Qingling also lost all her strength, and she almost fell to the ground when she was unstable, but fortunately, Wangshu helped her in time.

"Qingling, are you feeling better?" Wangshu asked uneasily.

Qingling said weakly: "Sister Wangshu, thank you, I'm much better." ”

"That's good, I'll take you back to Yunmengze, Niangniang will definitely be able to save you." After Wang Shu finished speaking, he helped Qingling to get up.

Qingling also cooperated with Wangshu, and said at the same time: "Sister, take the little ginseng back, he will end up like this in order to save me, I must save him." ”

"I know, don't worry." With a wave of his sleeves, Wangshu turned the little ginseng essence into its original form and received it into the sleeves. She has laurel branches in her sleeves to nourish the little ginseng essence.

"There is one more thing, there is a human race, in order to block a palm for me, I don't know if I live or die, my sister will help me go and see him, okay. Whether he is alive or dead, take him back to Yunmengze, and the master's means will definitely help him. Even if you can't get it back, it's good to have an afterlife. Qing Ling's eyes were filled with sorrow and pleading.

"Don't worry, I'll take him back." Wangshu said.

Qing Ling smiled weakly, and fainted before he could take a breath.

Wangshu helped Qingling and found the man. There was a palm print on his chest, empty, with no flesh and bones. The breath is long gone, and the primordial spirit is also broken, and the fragments are scattered in the flesh and blood, but it has not completely dissipated.

Wangshu sighed, and took out another drop of Emperor Liquid Pulp to nourish the corpse. It's just that in the end, it's a person who has died, and even the emperor can't flesh and bones.

Then, Wangshu turned into a ray of moonlight and rushed to Yun Mengze as fast as he could.

Yun Mengze, Wangshu is still the first time to go. When I looked at it from afar, I only saw a cloud of mist shrouded in water and felt that it was beautiful, and I didn't know what the real scenery was.

It took several days for Wangshu to finally arrive in Yunmengze. Before she could call the door, a cloud and mist quietly dispersed, and a jade bridge stretched out from it, on which a beautiful fairy in a feather cloak stood on it.

"But Fairy Wangshu?" The fairy's voice was crisp and pleasant, like the song of a bird.

Wangshu said: "It's Xiaoxian." ”

Yun Lu said: "The little fairy is Yun Mengze Yun Lu, who came to welcome the fairy into the palace by the order of Niang Niang Yu, and invited the fairy to go to the bridge." ”

"Thank you."

The two are also considered to be the same family, but they became acquainted with each other in a few words and decided to be sisters.

When speaking, Wangshu did not forget to pay attention to the scenery of Yunmengze, it is really worthy of the word Yunmeng, the clouds and mist are shrouded, like a dream, it is really a fairyland in the fairyland.

Yun Lu led Wangshu all the way to the main hall. Xiyue sat on the top of the cloud platform, and the cloud heron went down after saluting.

"Wangshu to meet Niangniang."

"Get up." Xi Yue said, "The people brought it back." ”

Wangshu waved his sleeves and put the Qing Ling, who was still unconscious, on the ground.

Xi Yue glanced at Qing Ling and said, "It's really nonsense, it actually devoured the essence of the dragon clan's life." ”

The essence of the dragon clan is not just some essence blood, but essence blood, and the dragon ball plus the reverse scale is the essence of the dragon, which is why the blue bird can't suppress the power of the dragon.

"Niangniang, Qingling also asked the disciple to save the two." Looking at Niangniang's tone, Qing Ling should be fine, Wang Shu also breathed a sigh of relief, and said Qing Ling's commission.

"I already know, you can plant that ginseng essence next to the cultivation pond and cultivate for a while. As for this human race. Xiyue waved her hand, and a streamer flew into Wangshu's hand, "You go to the underworld to find Pingxin Niangniang, his life has passed, the original spirit has been broken, and the true spirit has been damaged, only reincarnation can make up for it." ”

"Yes, disciple, let's go."

"You stay for a day, go again tomorrow, it's hard to travel all the way. The first time I came, I also recognized the door, and the left and right human race would not have an accident within a few days. Xiyue said.

"Yes, thank you for your concern." With that, Wangshu retreated. At the same time, I also sighed that my mother's magical powers are vast, such a difficult thing, but it was solved in two sentences.

When Wangshu walked out, Xi Yue stretched out his hand and lifted it up, and Qing Ling's body rose in the air.