Divine Doctor and Demon Concubine: Emperor, no lower limit

Chapter 238 Blood of the Dragon
Immediately, he handed over Shenlongmu to Fen Ji.

Unexpectedly, the images in the bronze mirror were all faked by Fenji.

Later, he was burned and controlled until he was escorted to the magic tower.

At that time, Long Qing was also seriously injured in order to protect the lord, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive now.

Seeing that Huang Yue was ignoring him at this time, he suddenly calmed down, and lightly closed his eyes, and there seemed to be something on his lips.

He was stunned, why didn't Huangyue run away, instead she stayed there, what a silly woman.

At this moment, suddenly the originally bright space slowly became dark, the surrounding air pressure suddenly increased, and a dense black mist formed an enveloping circle towards them.

The encirclement became smaller and smaller until she reached Nangong Huangyue, she suddenly opened her eyes, and raised her right hand to point at the demon spirit on the high place opposite her. Ling drifted past.

When the demon spirit first saw the black mist approaching, it showed a look of disdain, but when it saw all the demon souls in the tower flying towards it, the demon spirit's arrogant face instantly turned into panic .

Even though the demon spirits are extremely powerful, hundreds of millions of demon souls have accumulated in this tower for tens of thousands of years.

No matter how powerful the demon spirit is, it can't compare to the huge power of the collective.

This time the demon soul surrounded the demon spirit, separating the demon spirit from Ye Nanxuan, and the sparkling light between them also disappeared.

Seeing the opportunity, Nangong Huangyue hurriedly ran towards Ye Nanxuan.

"Master."

"Huang Yue."

Ye Nanxuan knew that his wife was not so smart.

Nangong Huangyue first checked Ye Nanxuan's injuries, "Sir, you have injuries all over your body." She felt like her heart was in pain.

"I'm fine, Huangyue." Ye Nanxuan looked at her red eye circles, his heart was broken, it seemed that the pain on his body was not as good as the pain on the tip of his heart.

"I'll untie the rope for you," she said.

"You can't untie this rope, you let a few demon souls bite it open." He guessed that it must be the Demon King Haotian who taught her the soul-absorbing technique.

"Okay." She responded, and immediately concentrated on it, and the corner of her lips began to say the soul-hunting technique.

Immediately, dozens of devil souls floated to Ye Nanxuan's side, and dozens of devil souls bit the rope made of black silk respectively.

After a while, the rope tied to Ye Nanxuan's body was bitten off by the demon soul, he quickly tore off the rope on his body, then took Huangyue's hand, and walked towards the stairs.

At this time, the demon spirits were still haunted by densely packed black demon souls, this was the best time for them to escape.

"Sir, are you in good health?"

"Don't worry! Huangyue, your husband and I are not easily defeated." Ye Nanxuan smiled at her and blinked.

Yo!The husband also knew that he was winking, and she was in a good mood instantly.

At this moment, even if she couldn't escape from this magic tower, she felt that it was worth dying here.

In fact, Ye Nanxuan was holding on. The reason why he said he was so strong was just to give her more confidence and not to make her worry.

At this moment, there was no trace of divine power in his body, and even his essence was damaged.

Ye Nanxuan grabbed her hand and ran to the stairs with a drumming sound, and then ran all the way down.

Because there is no resistance from the demon soul, it is much easier to go down the stairs.

They flew and jumped, tried their best, and quickly went down the [-]th floor.

When it was about thirty floors away, a light green shadow floated over.

"Lord Shenlong, you were able to escape the demon's minions, it's amazing!"

When Qing Luan's voice came, the Hunyuan Sword she held in her hand attacked Ye Nanxuan.

Ye Nanxuan dodged nimbly and escaped Qing Luan's attack.

But the sword energy of the Hunyuan Sword cut through Ye Nanxuan's clothes, making his already tattered black robe even more torn.

"Dare to hurt my husband with my treasure." Nangong Huangyue shouted loudly, then grabbed Qing Luan's body.

"A mere mortal, do you think you can fight this guardian?" Qing Luan sneered, a black devilish energy condensed from the palm of her hand holding the Hunyuan sword, and the whole Hunyuan sword was covered by her devilish energy Dip dyed.

"No, Huangyue, get out of the way quickly." Ye Nanxuan knew very well that even if he and her were together, it would be impossible to defeat Qing Luan.

What's more, they don't have the magic treasure in their hands, so they can't fight Qing Chao even more.

Ye Nanxuan pulled her away, only to see the Hunyuan sword with the devilish energy hit Ye Nanxuan's chest.

"Master." Nangong Huangyue turned her face to see such a scene, and immediately felt as if the Hunyuan sword was stabbing herself.

She supported Ye Nanxuan who was trembling, and the sword was still on Ye Nanxuan's chest.

Qing Luan sneered, and pulled out his sword abruptly, only to see a stream of blood from Ye Nanxuan's chest spray towards Qing Luan's body, spraying blood all over Qing Luan's body.

"Ah!" Qing Luan suddenly covered the place where the blood was splashed, and cried out in pain, it seemed that what was sprayed on her body was not blood, but poison.

Nangong Huangyue didn't care about watching Qing Luan, she quickly pressed Ye Nanxuan's chest to prevent further bleeding.

At this moment, she calmed down instead.

As a miracle doctor, her brain can instantly reflect the condition of the injured and know how to treat them.

From her visual inspection, it can be seen that Ye Nanxuan's sword wound was only on the edge of the heart, and it would not be life-threatening for the time being.

So, she hastily took out a Huanxian Pill and stuffed it between his lips, then took out the silver needles, and stuck them into the acupuncture points on his chest one by one to stabilize his blood.

Ye Nanxuan squinted his eyes lightly, holding back the pain, looking at the lady who was serious about helping him heal, feeling inexplicably comforted in his heart.

He thought, if he really died this time, he would be content.

At this time, Qing Luan yelled loudly, while rushing down the tower.

After Huangyue pricked the silver needle to stop his blood, she heard Qing Luan's howl and asked him: "Why did Qing Luan suffer so much when your blood splashed on his body?"

Ye Nanxuan said: "Although I have a mortal body, I have been protected by seven dragon balls since I was born, so my blood has long been contaminated with immortal energy, and immortal energy can restrain demonic energy, and, I am a member of the Shenlong clan, and my immortal energy belongs to fire, so Qing Luan will feel scorching like fire after being stained with my blood.

"Why were you so stupid just now, how could you block the sword for me? It's the Hunyuan sword, you really don't want to die." She pouted, with tears in her eyes, looking extremely distressed.

Ye Nanxuan looked at her angry face, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

"Still laughing, aren't you afraid of pain?" She said angrily.

"Laugh even if it hurts." Instead, he looked naughty.

But she was so anxious that tears fell, and he could still laugh, really.

(End of this chapter)