The center of the field was invincible.

The logistics department of the Shentian Palace is also in tension.

Wen Xiaoxuan and a group of Ling Xuan Hall disciples surrounded the logistics head. After Bing Xin Hall's disciples pieced together Zhong Ximing's body, they either applied medicine or delivered pills. Bing Yunyan kept urging his soul energy to repair Zhong Ximing.

The flesh.

Her heavenly soul seemed to be quite similar to Bai Ye's spiritual flower heavenly soul, and the soul energy she sacrificed was also extremely healing. After wrapping on Zhong Ximing's body, she immediately began to heal his body.

only...

Although the wound has been healed, the lifeblood cannot be repaired so easily.

After a while, Bing Yunyan was already sweating profusely and panting.

Seeing this, all the disciples around knew that Bing Yunyan might not be able to hold on.

"Um..."

At this time, Bing Yunyan suddenly felt uncomfortable, her chest undulated, and a little blood directly overflowed from the corners of her mouth.

"Girl!" Wen Xiaoxuan shouted anxiously.

"Senior Sister Bing!"

"You're okay, Senior Sister Bing!"

The disciples around were also anxious and shouted.

"I'm fine..."

Bing Yunyan removed his breath, but the pale face did not retreat for a long time. She gasped and said, "Senior Brother Zhong's situation is not very optimistic... His cultivation is not bad, and his physical strength is also amazing. With my strength,

It’s okay to heal his body, but it’s very difficult to heal his lifeline…”

"Then...what should I do?"

The disciples of Lingxuantang around him were anxious.

Bing Yunyan didn't say anything, her eyes were fixed on Zhong Ximing's body. After a moment, she took a light breath and said hoarsely: "Don't panic, everyone, I'll give it another try!"

People didn't speak.

I saw Bing Yunyan activate his soul again and wrap it up towards Zhong Ximing.

But this time her breath was thinner than before.

She was already injured, but now she has been urging her anger again. How can her body bear it?

Seeing Bing Yunyan like this, Wen Xiaoxuan couldn't stand it anymore.

"Girl... don't force yourself. If something happens to you, I can't explain it to the palace master." Wen Xiaoxuan couldn't help but say.

"Elder, it's not a big deal!"

Bing Yunyan said, but his breathing became rapid again. Looking at Zhong Ximing's eyes, he couldn't help but become serious.

The sour smell of beans slid down her cheeks.

Everyone around did not dare to speak, and they held their breath and stared at Bing Yunyan.

People are both worried and distressed.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from beside him.

"Why don't you lift him onto the magic circle? I think it will be much easier to heal him with the power of the magic circle!"

This sound floated, and it seemed particularly abrupt at this critical moment.

Everyone was stunned and looked at the source of the sound.

I only realized that the person who was talking was Bai Ye sitting cross-legged in the corner.

"It's you?"

Many disciples in Lingxuan Hall seemed to have noticed Bai Ye.

"How could you be here?"

Wen Xiaoxuan frowned.

His beloved disciple Zhong Ximing was like this. He was in a bad mood. Now Bai Ye jumped out again, which made Wen Xiaoxuan angry.

You know, Bai Ye is now extremely annoying to the elders of the Divine Heaven Palace!

Many elders wish he died immediately!

Wen Xiaoxuan snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "I remember that the sect had a rule that disciples of the Soul Martial Arts Hall were not allowed to participate in this battle between the sects. Who asked you to come in?"

"What about Elder Murong of Bingxin Hall? Elder Wen has any objections? Then you can talk to Elder Murong." Bai Ye said.

Wen Xiaoxuan heard the sound, and the anger in his eyes became even more intense, but he didn't say anything again.

The disciples of Ling Xuantang were so angry that they trembled all over.

"Bai Ye! Don't make trouble here!"

"That's right, Senior Brother Zhong is already like this, what else do you want?"

There were constant screams and scolding.

Chih!

At this time, Bing Yunyan, who was urging in the air, broke out again, and a little red blood was spitting out of his mouth, and the person was even more shaky and almost fell to the ground.

"Senior Sister!"

The people around hurried forward to support them.

"Girl, are you okay?"

Wen Xiaoxuan shouted quickly, and rushed to urge him to regulate his breathing for Bing Yunyan.

Bing Yunyan immediately eased a little.

Bai Ye frowned and said lightly: "Your condition is too bad, and it is impossible to use your breath to connect Zhong Ximing's lifeline. You can only rely on the magic circle!"

After the words came, Bai Ye closed his eyes again, and was too lazy to pay attention to everyone.

"Shut up! If you dare to disturb Senior Sister Bing here, I will never let you go!"

A disciple of Ling Xuantang could no longer hold it back and shouted angrily.

Bai Ye opened his eyes and frowned slightly and glanced at the disciple.

But the disciple was not afraid.

The Palace Master is here, and he doesn't believe that Bai Ye dares to be presumptuous!

But Bai Ye didn't do anything randomly.

He shook his head, closed his eyes again, and stopped looking here.

Do you love to save it or not?

If you continue to delay and miss the opportunity, even if Murong Bingxin comes, it will not be possible to save Zhong Ximing's life.

"Senior sister...what should we do? We don't have much time."

A disciple from Bingxin Hall came over and looked at Zhong Ximing's body, whose anger was evaporated quickly, and couldn't help but say.

"Or... just follow Senior Brother Bai's words and carry Zhong Ximing to the magic circle." Bing Yunyan ran away and whispered.

"No!"

Another disciple shouted anxiously: "What has your magic circle changed to by Senior Brother Bai? It will definitely be useless to lift it up..."

"Even if it doesn't work, it doesn't matter. Is there any better way for us now?" Bing Yunyan asked.

"This..." The disciple was speechless, wandered, sighed and nodded.

The disciples of Bingxin Hall immediately became busy and reached out to lift Zhong Ximing's body carefully onto the magic circle.

Bing Yunyan was supported by someone and walked to the magic circle. Looking at the bizarre magic circle that Lu Li could hardly understand, she took a deep breath, pressed her hand on the source of the formation, and injected soul energy into it.

In an instant.

Wow!

The magic circle lit up.

A series of strange green lights overflowed and wrapped around Zhong Ximing in an instant.

"What?"

The moment the light appeared, all the disciples of Bingxin Temple were dumbfounded, looking like they were terrified...

Wen Xiaoxuan and others were also attracted by the halo of the magic circle.

But the green light was like a big hand, gently holding Zhong Ximing up, and then a breath of pure and suffocating life enveloped the scars on Zhong Ximing's neck.

After a while, the scars on Zhong Ximing's neck disappeared without a trace, and there was no trace on his body.

And his body trembled suddenly at this time.

"How...is this possible?"
Chapter completed!