The genius ninth miss

Chapter 1239 Wait, share the pain!

When Xuanwu and Bi Fang rushed over, the four guards consciously stood in the four directions of Beitinghuang, showing a guarding posture, even in the space where Yanye had already arranged the formation, in this case, They didn't dare to slack off.Their master has been waiting for ten thousand years, once something happens to Bei Tinghuang, he absolutely cannot afford to wait another ten thousand years.

Time passed bit by bit, and it was already dusk in a blink of an eye. After waves of divine power reached the meridians, they were all burned by the flames.Bei Tinghuang felt a little anxious, but it's useless to worry about this kind of thing.The more anxious you are, the more counterproductive it will be.Bei Tinghuang took a deep breath, the golden core could not spin any faster, bursts of pale golden light erupted, bursts of divine power erupted from Bei Tinghuang's dantian, rushing towards the meridians.

It's like the tide in the ocean, surging towards the meridians one after another, the divine power in front has just been evaporated, and the divine power in the back is replenished one after another.When those divine powers drilled into the meridians were burned by the nine-color Nirvana fire, the transpiration temperature made Beitinghuang's meridians twitch and her whole body trembled.

This kind of painful, rough-skinned and thick-skinned beast, the four guards who have experienced nine thunder disasters, felt their scalps tingle for a while.

The four of them didn't dare to look at Bei Tinghuang at all, and their eyes fell on Yan Ye. Seeing him staring at Bei Tinghuang, his eyes looked cold and expressionless, but no one doubted that Yan Ye's situation at this time It was better than Beitinghuang.

Severe pain spread all over his body, and there seemed to be countless knives slashing fiercely in his head.After entering the rank of gods, what one cultivates is divine power, which can also be said to be spiritual power, just like a person's spiritual power is roasted on fire. The pain is by no means comparable to ordinary flesh and blood pain.

Bei Tinghuang gritted her teeth fiercely, she tried her best to keep the Lingtai clear, even if it was excruciatingly painful, compared to the time when she was in a coma and her mental power was honed in the spiritual world, I don't know how much more painful it would be , but she still insisted on urging the divine power in her body to circulate in the meridians.

Wave after wave of divine power pushes up the divine power in front, and once the divine power in front is scorched by the flames, there will be a new force to replenish it.But even so, the ray of divine power rushing to the front remained unchangeable and became very weak, and the nine-color Nirvana Fire mercilessly burned the divine power.

However, what Bei Tinghuang didn't know was that at this time, the Ming Lingzhu that was forced into a corner by the source of chaos began to play tricks again.It saw that the divine power was gradually thinning out in Bei Ting Huang's dantian, and this guy released a large amount of energy without hesitation. Under the urging of Tinghuang, it is transported towards the meridians.

The burning of the Nine-Color Nirvana Fire was very ruthless, and the divine power consumed was also astonishing, but fortunately, with the supplement of the Ming Lingzhu, Bei Tinghuang did not feel the pain of energy depletion in the dantian for the time being.She still endured the severe pain, urging wave after wave of divine power to replenish the meridians, and also pushed the meridian, the divine power rushing forward.

I don’t know how many times the divine power at the front has been replaced, but this does not prevent Bei Tinghuang from merging the divine power with the nine-color Nirvana fire, as long as the first ray of divine power circulates through the meridians of the whole body and reaches the dantian , she can win the first battle.

(End of this chapter)