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Atmospheric transport(1/2)

"Now!"

Ye Qian knew that the opportunity must not be missed before it comes again. He immediately summoned up his last remaining spiritual power and shot several powerful sword auras at Wu Decai. He disappeared from the same place. When he appeared again, he came directly.

Arriving in the ice coffin.

"Stop it, bastard!"

In his panic, Wu Decai didn't even care about the sword energy shot out by Ye Qianchan. He resisted the sword energy and rushed directly into the blood pool.

However, the size of the knife still delayed his actions.

"Speed, you have the lion's share this time, I'll help you block him!"

After a short while, Wu Mingyu took some magical elixir, and the wound began to heal, and the fist in his hand began to attack Wu Decai crazily.

Although the surrounding void restricted his movements, it was still possible to unleash a spiritual attack.

"Don't force me!"

Wu Decai raised his hand and a burst of blue flames suddenly appeared from the skull in the throne.

Then he grabbed the palm of the broken sword and pointed towards where Ye Qian was.

Ye Qian was directly frozen in the air, unable to move even an inch.

"Um?!"

At this moment, a burst of red light lit up around the blood pool.

A complex magic circle suddenly appeared around the blood pool.

Around the blood pool, small grooves appeared, and when connected, they seemed to be like a magic circle.

The blood in the blood pool, after a violent tumbling, climbed directly to the edge of the blood pool and flowed into the groove.

After the blood poured into the groove, the magic circle began to slowly glow.

At this moment, the woman in the ice coffin slowly opened her eyes.

"Who are you? Where am I? Who am I?"

Seeing a big man lying directly above her out of thin air, the woman said something strange.

It seemed that he hadn't spoken for a long time, and the first two words were very hoarse, but the protruding words at the end were as sweet as the chirping of an oriole.

"..."

Ye Qian didn't know what to say. He originally thought that this woman was just a dead thing, but he didn't expect that she would suddenly come back to life at this time.

"Haha, Xiaoxi, you are alive. Hahaha, Xiaoxi, it's me!"

The skeleton on the throne raised his hand and imprisoned Ye Qian and Wu Mingyu directly, then threw them aside.

He came to the edge of the blood pool and looked at the beauty in the ice coffin.

"Ah! Who are you? Why don't I know you? Get out of here!"

The woman in the ice coffin suddenly screamed when she saw a strange-looking head with a sinister body appear in front of her.

It's just because the magic circle hasn't been completed yet, so the only part she can move is her head.

"It's me, oh yes, this is someone else's body, it's me!"

The black mist suddenly gave up on Wu Decai's body, and then condensed a dark but handsome face in front of the ice coffin.

The woman suddenly became confused and uncertain.

"Who are you?"

"Hahaha, it's me, Xiaoxi, I'm your husband. After you met with misfortune, I was the one who resurrected you. We will be together forever in the future!"

The woman's uncertain voice made Heiwu think that the woman had probably sounded to him, and he suddenly became happy.

"Oh, then who are they?"

The formation was formed and the woman could stand up.

Pointing to Ye Qian and Wu Mingyu outside, he said.

"Them? They are the sacrifices for your resurrection. I need their blood to resurrect you!"

Heiwu said indifferently.

"This is great, I want to be resurrected as soon as possible!"

The woman stretched out her hand, trying to reach the big knife on the back of Wu Decai's body.

It's just because the distance is too far that I can't touch it yet.

A smile appeared on Hei Wu's face, and he came directly to Wu Decai's side, raised the sword, and handed it to the woman.

In the meantime, I secretly felt the woman's smooth and tender skin.

"Well, it's a nice knife. Let them come over."

The woman pointed at Ye Qian and said.

"Okay, Xiao Xi, do you want to bleed them yourself? Isn't this a bit too cruel and will dirty your hands? I'll do this kind of thing."

"No, I want to be resurrected quickly and experience the feeling of being alive again!"

The woman said expressionlessly.

Then, in order to satisfy the woman, Hei Wu directly controlled Ye Qian to come to the blood pool.

Ye Qian wanted to speak, but all parts of his body, except his eyes, were restricted, and he could only wink at the woman.

The woman glanced at Ye Qian and was completely indifferent. Instead, she directly raised the sword.

But the next scene made Ye Qian open his eyes wide.

"Xiaoxi you! Ah..."

The woman looked directly at the black mist with a knife, and smashed the black mist into pieces.

The soul fire of the skeleton on the throne also dimmed.

The woman's face suddenly turned ferocious,

"I had enough of you in my last life, and I died willingly. Do you still want me to live for the rest of my life and let me suffer the torture of you, a demon, again? No! No way, it's you who will die this time!"

The broadsword "clanged" and fell directly to the ground.

Ye Qian and others also fell directly because they lost the confinement of the skeleton.

"you……"

Ye Qian didn't expect that there was such an inside story. It turned out that the woman didn't like this person.

"Come on, I can feel that he is not dead yet!"

Wu Mingyu said in a weak voice.

At this moment, Yuan Zicang, who had been motionless, suddenly stretched out his hands and feet.

His hands, feet and head were all covered in blood.

"And me!"

Yuan Zicang opened his mouth with difficulty and said.

"Haha, you are not allowed to leave. You can help me kill him. After killing him, you can leave. I know that the core of controlling this palace lies in that skeleton. You go control that skeleton and kill his remnants.

Soul, that’s it!”

"Also, you must take me away in the end!"

When the woman finished speaking, her voice was full of pleading.

At this time, the formation has reached its final stage.

A burst of bright light appeared, and the woman's body was ready to move, and she stood up directly from the ice coffin.

"Quack, quack, I forgot, Xiao Xi, please be quiet. After I kill these people, we can get along well with each other again!"

In his anxiety, Heiwu forgot that the woman who had just been resurrected did not have the guidance of his soul, so she would naturally become disgusted with him.

But these are not important. The thing about Chinese medicine is that Xiao Xi is already alive. As long as he kills Ye Qian and several others, and finally guides the woman's soul power, everything will be done.

"No! You can't do this!"

The woman seemed to have thought of something terrible, so she jumped directly into the bloody water, picked up the big knife, and swung it in the direction of the skeleton.

"kill!"

Ye Qian and others wanted to leave, but this space was a sealed space. If the black mist was not dead, it would be absolutely impossible for them to escape.

Yuan Zicang threw his translucent tortoise-shell sword directly to Ye Qian. Wu Mingyu placed his palm directly on Ye Qian's body, transmitting the remaining spiritual power directly to Ye Qian.

He also saw that Ye Qian's spiritual power was exhausted, but he was not seriously injured.

"good!"

The turtle-shell sword trembled in Ye Qian's hand for a moment, then calmed down.
To be continued...
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