The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 2644 Poison deep into the bone marrow
She took a breath, her eyes regained clarity, and she was almost lost in it.

The body of the Natural Sacred Tree grows at a speed visible to the naked eye. Its branches are like tentacles, spreading in all directions. It actually wraps the Little Spiritual Realm directly. From the outside, you can see the entire Little Spiritual Realm. It looks like a wrapped ball, covered with fresh green color.

With the Xiaolingyu being wrapped up, Leng Wuyou mobilized the blood belonging to the Spirit Race within it.

Although her body has been destroyed, these blood vessels have already integrated into her soul, and along with her soul, have integrated into the current body.

At this moment, the bloodline of the Spirit Race was completely unsealed by Leng Wuyou.

The silver brilliance flashed and wrapped Leng Wuyou in it.

This bright silver light was extraordinarily dazzling, but Jun Moyuan's eyes looked at the looming person in the silver brilliance without blinking, even if he felt some discomfort in his eyes, he never left to cover them.

He was worried that if he made a wrong eye and didn't watch over people, something would happen to Qibao.

The scene of Qibao disappearing before his eyes reappeared in front of his eyes again.

His body was trembling slightly.

That scene was like the poison that was deeply rooted in his heart, engraved on his soul forever, and would jump out from time to time to torment him.

Only Qibao was by his side, that scene would not have happened.

So, Qibao is his poison, but also his only medicine.

He has already been poisoned to the bone marrow, there is no cure for medicine, there is only one person!

He took a deep breath and suppressed the darkness in his heart, now that Qibao was by his side, there was nothing and no danger.

As he repeated this in his heart, a silver light flashed, like a bright light in the dark night, calling him back from his slightly absent-minded state.

The silver light in front of his eyes dissipated, and in the center of the silver light was the Qibao he had seen before when the blood of the spirit race had just awakened.

At that time, he was astonished at the first glance, and now he is equally astonished, even more so than before, the throbbing in his heart pulled his heart to beat uncontrollably.

Under the scorching gaze, there was an uncontrollable and uncontrollable heartbeat.

The silver wings fluttered slightly behind the little girl, and every time they fluttered, there would be silver light, and the stars falling from its wings were like a river of stars all over the sky, and the falling stars sprinkled on the world.

The light blond black hair and long ankles are occasionally lifted by the wind, and the bewitching crimson clothes don't look out of place on her body at all, on the contrary, it has a bit of a combination of flirtatious and holy temperament.

The shallow golden lines on her brows gradually deepened.

The iconic traces belonging to the Lingzun of the Lingzu were printed between her eyebrows.

Leng Wuyou's hand was slowly raised, five fingers were profuse, the round fingertips were slightly pink, and the exposed wrist was slender and white, which seemed to be shining in the sun, a little dazzling.

Her slightly closed eyes intersected with silver and golden broken diamonds.

As if sensing something, after a while, her frowning brows relaxed, and her hands moved slightly, slowly closing in the middle.

The pale pink cherry lips parted slightly, and an obscure character spit out from the mouth, which was a special language belonging to the spirit race.

Which means "return."

And with this word fall.

The imprint on the eyebrows belonging to the Spiritual Venerable instantly burst into a bright golden light. The golden light flickered straight and intertwined with the silver light beams emitted by the natural sacred tree. Two halos formed between the two phases echoed the natural sacred tree and the cold one respectively. Worry-free wrapped in it.

Leng Wuyou raised her other hanging hand, and in her hand appeared a cluster of energy lights intermingled with golden and silver lights.

Raising her hand violently, she threw that ball of light directly towards the little spirit domain surrounded by the sacred tree of nature.

At this moment, the Spirit Race still existed in the Little Spiritual Realm, they sensed something for a moment, their eyes went dark, and they immediately lost consciousness.

(End of this chapter)