Liu Qinghuan frantically operated the Meditation and Forgetting Immortal Sutra Mental Method, and the pure spiritual power continued to replenish the damaged parts of the body, and saw that those shriveled flesh and skin were slightly enriched by the replenishment of spiritual power, but they couldn't resist the invasion of Xuanyin's dead qi at all, and quickly dried up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

If he continues like this, he will be swallowed by Xuanyin's death qi.

Liu Qinghuan's heart was horizontal, in addition to using spiritual power to protect the heart veins and spiritual platform, all spiritual power was poured into his right leg. I saw that my right leg, which was almost only a layer of skin, swelled again, and with Liu Qinghuan's scream in pain, my right foot was finally able to move and fell to the ground little by little.

But the next step is that I can't lift it up!

From the time he knocked the corpse into the white mist to the present, in fact, only a few breaths have passed, and Liu Qinghuan feels like a year in the boundless pain. Looking at the white mist just one step away, blood and tears dripped from the corners of his eyes.

He was completely indistinguishable now, and his eyes had become dead fish, and he couldn't see at all. The flesh on the face is also mottled and falling, revealing white bones.

Could it be that it fell like this? Liu Qinghuan roared angrily in his heart, but he couldn't make a sound in his mouth.

At this last moment, a steady stream of Xuanyang vitality suddenly emerged in Liu Qinghuan's dantian, quickly flowing through his body along the meridians.

At the critical moment, the wooden stick released all the Xuanyang Qi that it had sucked in before!

Nourished by Xuanyang's anger, Liu Qinghuan quickly regained his mobility, he raised his left foot, and stepped into the white mist in front of him in one step.

The supreme Yang and pure Xuanyang anger poured into half of his body, the damaged parts were repaired, and a strong sense of pleasure and comfort was transmitted to Liu Qinghuan's brain, although the other half of his body was still in the Xuanyin Dead Qi, with the same strong sense of pain and destruction.

He was about to lift his other foot to completely step into Xuanyang's anger, but a claw suddenly appeared in the white mist and held him against him!

The claw had completely lost its former power, and the armor that was more than a foot long had fallen off, leaving only bare white phalanges.

The humanoid corpse that had been corroded by Xuanyang's anger emerged from the white mist. It raised its eyes and saw Liu Qinghuan, the anger and hatred in its eyes spurted out like substance, and the gray hair on its head swelled out.

The corpse's broken throat made a leaky hissing sound, and the huge force from the white finger bones made Liu Qinghuan not talk about moving forward, and he had already used a thousand pounds to fall without being pushed back into the Xuanyin dead qi.

The corpse is much higher than Liu Qinghuan's cultivation, but it has entered Xuanyang and is more angry, and it has consumed too much origin power when it comes here.

And although Liu Qinghuan still has half of his body in Xuanyin dead qi, the other half is desperately absorbing Xuanyang's vitality, and the two complement each other to maintain his vitality.

Liu Qinghuan also roared angrily, and even raised his hand to summon the little hoofed beast. As soon as his mind moved, the little white hoofed beast ran wildly, and instantly disappeared into the white mist.

The corpse only moved his gaze slightly, and when he saw that the little beast had run away, he didn't care about it, and only intensified his desire to push Liu Qinghuan back into the Xuanyin dead air.

It hated Liu Qinghuan to the bone, even if it wasted its precious origin power, it would have to put him to death! If it hadn't been able to use a little spell in Xuanyang's anger, Liu Qinghuan would have died countless times.

Its cultivation is too high, and even if Liu Qinghuan uses the strength to eat, his body is still pushed back into the Xuanyin dead qi little by little.

"Ahh The corpse was amused to see it, and let out a "hiss" laugh.

Seeing that Liu Qinghuan except for his left foot, his entire upper body was wrapped in Xuanyin dead qi, if it weren't for the leakage of his throat, the corpse would have laughed wildly.

At this moment, a huge white figure rushed out of the white mist with a whistling wind, crashing into the corpse at a speed like lightning!

"......" The corpse was horrified to find that it had been knocked out again! And because the force of the collision was too great, this time it was far farther than the last time!

"Smack!" the corpse fell to the ground on all fours, almost falling apart.

Here, without the obstruction of the corpse, Liu Qinghuan moved his upper body back to Xuanyang's anger.

The recovered hoofhorned beast was more than a foot tall, and the two sharp horns like murder weapons on its huge head looked quite fierce. However, standing in front of Liu Qinghuan, Chu Yi quickly changed back to the size of a pony, and looked at him with tears in his eyes.

It just listened to Liu Qinghuan's words, circled the white mist, kept speeding up, accelerating, and finally ran around at its fastest speed, and sure enough, it knocked the corpse out in one fell swoop.

Liu Qinghuan smiled at it soothingly, stopping it from wanting to come closer. I couldn't help but be a little moved, his current appearance must be very unsightly, and he didn't dislike it in the first year of junior high school, and he finally didn't raise it in vain.

He was about to retract his right leg into Xuanyang's anger, but suddenly he was stunned!

He had been focusing on wrestling with the corpse before, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the situation in his body, and just now he discovered that the reverse birth bamboo in the sea of consciousness had been absorbing Xuanyang vitality and Xuanyin death qi.

Liu Qinghuan was surprised for a moment, and then thought about it.

He suddenly had some realizations, this life and death qi is so similar to the black and white of the reverse bamboo, could it be that this is the opportunity for him to plant a sword?

After only hesitating for a moment, Liu Qinghuan resolutely put down the right leg that had been lifted and fell down again.

He commanded the hoofed beast, raised its restored left hand, and patted it on the head.

Chu Yi rubbed his hand, turned around and disappeared into the white mist.

Liu Qinghuan took a deep breath and slowly spit it out. With a twist of his toes, his upper body, which was already all in the white mist, retreated back into the black air, and sat down cross-legged.

So, at the dividing line between black and white, Liu Qinghuan's body was half like a human and half like a ghost, and he began to think back to the sword condensation chapter of "Bamboo Heart Swordsmanship".

It's just that this half of his body is extremely comfortable, and the other half of his body is extremely painful, which makes him a little upset and difficult to calm down.

Liu Qinghuan simply didn't want to condense the sword intent at first, but silently operated the mental method of sitting and forgetting the Immortal Sutra, and at the same time silently recited the Taoist meaning in the "Sitting and Forgetting the Immortal Sutra".

Just when Liu Qinghuan gradually adapted to the two completely different feelings of his body and entered the realm of self-forgetfulness, the corpse on the other side was already so hateful that he was only about to vomit three liters of blood!

After being knocked out by the small hoofed beast, it managed to get up from the ground, and its long gray hair was ripped off in the process, and a large handful of leather flesh was ripped off as it crawled.

He had already consumed too much strength, so he didn't dare to delay in the slightest, and even mobilized the yin power of the Yin Pill in his body, just wanting to quickly return to the Xuanyin Dead Qi.

As for the little worm, when it has regained its strength, it is necessary to seize it, and then break its bones, eat its flesh and drink its blood, crush its bones and scatter ashes, and imprison its soul, so that it will never be able to live beyond its life!

The corpse rushed towards Xuanyin with hatred, and then ...... He was knocked to the ground by the small hoofhorn that was blocking the way!

The corpse opened its large, hideous mouth with only a few strands of white flesh, hissed with difficulty, and then dropped its jaw......

After the little hoofed beast hit the person, it did not stop, and quickly hid in the white mist. When the corpse finally got up, it rushed over and knocked it over!

The corpse thundered, but it couldn't catch the first year at all, and it didn't have time to spend it any longer. Damn it! It won't let it go!

But now it's not the corpse that doesn't let go of the little hoofhorn, it's the little hoof that doesn't let go of the corpse.