The rest of the people also quickly came back to their senses and blocked the path of the blue light, but the blue light seemed to have some kind of aura, constantly refracted, and finally could always fall on the sycamore!
What's going on!
Sycamore shrank to the ground, and as she felt the pain, two soft orange lights appeared on both shoulders and on the top of her head, getting thicker and thicker.
This is a precursor to the imminent departure of the three souls.
Not good!
Ye Shaoyang hurriedly rushed back to Wutong's side, took out the Yin-Yang Mirror, and wrote runes on it with a cinnabar pen while reciting the incantation: "Heavenly Dao is impermanent, Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror, Xuanming Huiyuan, collect all things!"
” The yin-yang mirror was blocked in front of Sycamore.
The Yin-Yang Mirror suddenly burst out with a silver light, and then produced a vortex of aura like a void crack, collecting all the blue light covering Wutong's body......
Ye Shaoyang felt that the yin-yang mirror in his hand suddenly became hot, like a hot soldering iron, and when he looked down, his hand was not burned, but the pain was very real.
I had to change from my left hand to my right hand, and by the way, my left hand casually pulled out a piece of cloth from my backpack, and when I saw that it was the Heavenly Wind Thunder Fire Flag, I hurriedly wrapped it around the upper and lower ends of the Yin-Yang Mirror, grabbed the Yin-Yang Mirror, and the result was ......
The pain did not lessen in the slightest.
It is not easy to change the left hand to the right hand, because the intensity of the pain is too strong, the left hand has not eased up, the right hand has been painful and unbearable, and it is frequently reversed, there is no way to release the Gang Qi to maintain the spell, and several times the Yin-Yang Mirror almost flew out of his hand.
"Hold on, Shaoyang, the time is almost up, they have to go!"
Xu Fu's shout, like an initiation, Ye Shaoyang turned his head to look, in the incense burner in front of the Red Moon Rakshasa, the incense had almost burned to the head......
It will burn out in three minutes at most.
Looking at the void crack on the corpse of the musk moon, it has begun to show a decline and is gradually shrinking.
Dead is dead!
Ye Shaoyang turned his heart sideways, held the yin-yang mirror in both hands, endured the pain, and persevered through the last three minutes.
Among the pain of the human body, the pain of being burned is the strongest, so in ancient times, the most common and practical punishment was the soldering iron.
The reason why the soldering iron doesn't look so cruel is because if you burn the meat for a while, it will stain the flesh and blood, and the temperature will go down, and you can't continue to heat it, and after the skin and flesh are burned, you will lose consciousness.
The blue light released by the eyeballs, because it was some kind of evil magic, was not a real flame, and it would not burn the hands, but would keep the hands sensitive, and the feeling of fire would continue and accumulate.
This kind of pain is almost beyond the range that the human body can bear......
Ye Shaoyang trembled, and in less than half a minute, he was sweating like rain, his legs were trembling, and he knelt down on one leg, supporting him to death.
"Goat, how can I help you?"
Sibao and the others were in a hurry on the side, but they couldn't intervene.
Ye Shaoyang was so painful that he was about to cry, and he didn't have the strength to speak, so he could only reluctantly shake his head.
There is no way, after all, the Yin-Yang Mirror can only be driven by oneself, this is a spell cast by one person, and it can only be supported by oneself......
One second, two seconds, three seconds......
Ye Shaoyang almost relied on counting seconds to support it.
Sibao suddenly slapped his head, took out his golden bowl, sat cross-legged beside Ye Shaoyang, and after doing so, he put the bowl outward, leaned on the edge of the yin-yang mirror, and immediately absorbed a part of the blue light, and immediately felt the pain like fire, the bowl in his hand almost fell off, and hurriedly grabbed it, screaming in his mouth, "Nima, it hurts so much!"
It's like a fire, old woman, you damn it, when Lao Tzu catches you in the future, he will definitely roast you to death with Bodhi real fire, oops......"
Although he looked a little silly, Sibao never let go of his hands.
Because of his share, Ye Shaoyang's side was indeed a little more relaxed, turned his head to look at him, and squeezed out two words between his teeth: "Stupid!"
” "Grass you sister!"
"My sister is Xiaomeng, I'll tell her when I go back!"
"Damn!"
The two scolded in their mouths, but they looked at each other and smiled.
Ye Shaoyang was willing to endure the pain of purgatory in order to save Wutong, and the four treasures were just for him.
What is Brother?
Drinking wine and eating meat together and bragging are not brothers than big health care, sharing weal and woe, sharing pain for you, this is a brother.
It's easy to say, but there are still very few things that can really be done.
Fortunately, for Ye Shaoyang, Sibao is such a brother.
Pretending to fly together, carrying things together and suffering together.
Wu Jiawei watched from the side, anxiously turning, although this thing didn't know what they were bearing, but looking at their expressions, he knew that it was uncomfortable, instead of rejoicing for himself, he was very jealous!
Because he didn't have magic weapons that could absorb evil qi, such as the golden bowl and the yin-yang mirror.
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"Oops, rush to death!"
Wu Jiawei jumped like thunder, and suddenly, his eyes fell on the smug Akatsuki Rakshasa, and he hurriedly flew over, chanted a spell, shouted loudly, and slashed the hidden blade sword in his hand frantically at the enchantment in front of her.
"What kind of evil art do you use, why do you use this evil art, I can't do it if I want to share it with them, I'll kill you!"
When the Red Moon Rakshasa heard Wu Jiawei's complaints, his heart was also broken, and he actually blamed himself because he couldn't suffer together, which was ......
Is this man an idiot?
Of course, she doesn't understand what it means to be a brother, sometimes there are difficulties together, and it is also a kind of happiness.
"We're here too!"
Mao Xiaofang, Daoyuan Zhenren, Meihua......
Except for Miaoxin who stayed by Wutong's side to protect her, the rest of the people pounced on Venerable Freedom and poured their resentment on him.
The strength of the Venerable Freedom is strong, and the evil art he cultivates is like a horizontal practice in martial arts, it is a meat shield, very capable of carrying it, and everyone has not been on it together before, and he has never been able to take him down, and now there is Xu Fu, a big powerhouse, joining in, and the situation is immediately different.
The Venerable Freedom began to be unable to bear it.
"Click!"
Because the Red Moon Rakshasa concentrated on controlling the eyeball in his hand, he shared his energy in the enchantment, and completely relied on the power of the moon accumulated before to support it, and he was attacked by Ye Shaoyang and others, and it was already the end of the strong crossbow, not to mention that Wu Jiawei was a little stronger than usual because of his anger, and the enchantment was shattered with a swing.
Muluo Zhenren is fighting with Bai Qi, he is not Bai Qi's opponent, but the gap in strength is not big, it is impossible to tell the winner in a short period of time, and they are all dragging each other, he paid attention to the side of the Red Moon Rakshasa with one eye, and when he heard the sound of the enchantment shattering, he immediately sold a flaw and rushed over.
"Ahh Under the siege of everyone, Venerable Zizai screamed, his Dharma Body was broken, he was seriously injured, and immediately rushed towards the void crack on Musk Yue's corpse, wanting to escape in advance, but was recognized by everyone and chased after him.