Ye Fengsheng looked down at Yingluo who was still supporting his body for conditional counterattack attacks, narrowed his eyes and said, "If you don't save yourself, you will really turn into alchemy." If you save me, you and I may not be able to survive."

Qingxin Fang was spinning at high speed in his body, and Ye Fengsheng looked up at the sky on the stream. After judging the number and strength of the monks based on his own feelings, he thought for a while and said, "Don't blame me. If we don't solve these problems first, none of us will be able to get out."

Then, he stretched out his hand and opened Yingluo's right eye again. After high-speed mental traction, the spirit around his fingertips suddenly stopped. Yingluo's overwhelmed body trembled involuntarily, and a furry white tail appeared.

Ye Fengsheng concentrated and calmed down. After repeating this action three times in a row, he took a deep breath, peeled off part of the recipe for clearing the heart from his internal strength, then lowered his head and vomited all the energy obtained from clearing the heart into Yingluo's mouth.

The second brother once said that the power of clear mind does not mean that this ability is really powerful, but that clear mind has a strong possessive desire. Usually, a monk who practices pure mind cannot practice the second skill, because a powerful pure mind will swallow all other skills in his body from the beginning to the end, and then practice it again.

Many years ago, a foreigner became a monk in the middle of the road. I.M. Pei's family attached great importance to him. After entering the ancient family, he changed his throne to Jingjin Residence without giving up his skills. Later, his kingdom was annexed by Jingxing County. He did not return to the peak until many years later. If you only look at this field, he has been in power for so many years. Although the strength of Jing Xinjue after the restoration was different from the original, it did not seem to change at first.

But Ye’s Qingxin formula and Wenren Temple’s meditation will not have such arrogant behavior, but will fundamentally change the original practice methods of monks, wash up one by one, and change their appearance.

Yingluo's self-cultivation is the massage method she inherited from her childhood memory of the White Fox. Now, even if it is growing, it is successful.

In addition, the disciples of truth, goodness and evil are the highest in her field and still remain in her body. Now the seal is loose, the energy is leaking, and it is flooded in her meridians.

The spirit of pure heart determination just entered the body. Before it could merge into the blood, Yingluo's eyes, originally closed, opened immediately. A dark eye and a golden eye emitted dazzling light at the same time, especially the golden pupils, which were now three times brighter than the sky eye that Ye Fengsheng urged!

Wherever his eyes reached, whether it was the cliff or the miasma, they turned into a cloud of dust in an instant, disappearing without a trace.

Ye Fengsheng took a few steps back, stood in the distance, looking at the four white foxes that gradually changed back to their original shape under the golden light, and murmured: "If you don't move and let you disperse the accumulated energy in your body, I will not be able to help you. Although it will be very painful, it is better than dying with you."

As his voice dwindled, a sharp hissing thundered through the sky and came out of the operating room.

The bright red blood dyed Dongfanghong's fingertips red. He was still thinking about how severe the white fox was. In the public eye, he saw the old man being thrown to the ground and his waist was cut off. His face changed, and his heart was filled with sadness and anger.

Qi Chang treats himself well when he is at the gate. The power of the knot is the strongest in the gate. But he was killed by the white fox before he set out tonight. This made him feel the power of fear, the white fox, and at the same time, he hated the white fox.

"boom!"

The four-tailed white foxes have landed in the sky like a land elephant. The earth is collapsing and mountains are surging. At the same time, many monks of the sect have also been injured by aftershocks. Their bodies are flying out of countless deep grooves. At the same time, they are spitting blood in their mouths.

On the bank of Tiannan Stream, these monks gathered together and used various methods to hunt white foxes. In front of Yingluo who had lost his mind, they instantly lost their original unity, like a group of scattered sand, fleeing in all directions, fighting for themselves.

Three white, one golden, four furry tails were flying in the air. There was chaos around them. When the spirit was in chaos, a blood light rose to the sky.

Dongfang Hong and everyone fled to a safe place to live. When they looked back, the white fox's poisonous fangs were exposed dozens of meters away, and there were countless blood stains on their white hair. These were traces left by some bold monks, who tried to kill the dying white fox in a hurry.

The price is their lives.

The pure heart that Ye Fengsheng injected into Yingluo's body disappeared under the power of Zhenshan Mingtong because it was not helpful. Now, what guided Yingluo's body to operate is not Yingluo's consciousness, but the killing instinct left by the ferocious beasts. Ancient combat experience completely controlled this body, and where can these monks resist today?

When the snow-white tail swings in the air, pure energy is like a stream flowing in the Amber River. When the tail sways in the air, it will directly hit the monk who is trying to attack it. What Dongfang Hong saw in his eyes was that the monk was like fireworks. The sound of "poop" exploded and turned into pieces of flesh and blood in the sky, hitting these people, making people shudder.

The spiritual shock, the anger of the monks, and the fall of flesh and blood, without exception, stirred up the hearts of all the monks by the Tiannanjian River. Those who knew the situation, those who did not know the situation, those who had died, those who were about to die, those who were injured, and those who were not injured, all mixed together. When they were organized into a god in the dark sky, they had to read the following sentence: "Ah!" Buddha's Purgatory.

"Evil animals, hurt our disciples, today you will die without a place to bury!"

Amid the crying, the bloody atmosphere that rushed towards the sky disappeared from the sky. Holding a small photo of the long sword in hand, dragging a wide and large mark in the dark sky. Its momentum was very strong, and it was forced to fall from the top to the bottom. Even the panicked monks below were threatened by the knife.

That was the elder of the Mingliu Cave. He had experienced many battles. His physical strength had reached its limit. He was only one step away from Yuanying and became famous for all times. Now he squeezed blood out of his body and waved it. Whether successful or not, he would never be able to enter Yuanying's descendants.

The blade crossed the sky and appeared on the head of the white fox below in the blink of an eye. Blood was everywhere. It was hard and strong. It cut off the head of the white fox. In the eyes of the old man Ming Liudong, the intention of killing Alu poured out. It was like a torrent. The white fox's head was lowered by direct pressure.

The golden pupils contracted in pain, and the white fox's crawling limbs stepped into four deep pits on the ground. After a sharp roar, the shadow and reputation of the golden Rocket Mountain appeared from behind. The head that had to be lowered was forced to bear the bloody blade, inch by inch, and forcibly raised to its original height.

Lao Mingliudong gritted his teeth. After the internal skills were operated, a passionate blood sprayed on the long sword. His face was haggard, and his originally nervous body also withered.

"Lao Yi!"

When the monks saw the respect in their eyes, they praised them greatly and said that their bodies had risen to heaven and earth.

The blood-colored sword gradually solidified, like an essence. Lao Ming Liudong held the hilt of the knife and tried to use the power of blood-sucking to split the white fox's head in half. However, three white foxes and a golden fox were swaying behind the white fox, and suddenly, their bodies tightened.
Chapter completed!