Chapter 1243: IM so tired

Although all the restrictions on the interior of Penglai Mountain were lifted, the "inherent strange access control method" outside the mountain guard array was still there, and the force of the internal forbidden air, and a hundredfold gravity did not disappear.
Only the masters of the transformation stage can fly in the Penglai Mountain, and the cultivators of the Nascent Soul stage cannot fly.
Shen Lang and Fairy Yunmeng teleported away, and these cultivators naturally couldn't trace their positions.
"Huh, Daoyang Daoyang, your alliance and our monster race have long made an agreement. Now that the prehistoric spirit treasure is in the hands of your human monks, isn't this a trap you human monks have planned for a long time?" Snake King glanced. The real person Daoyang asked indifferently.
"Friend Six Wings, what you said is a bit too much. We don't know the couple at all! The ghost knows who the two are and how they came to Penglai Mountain, not to mention that the female cultivator is still a Master. Do Fellow Daoists of Six Wings still think that besides the Double Saints in Yuanhe Sea, there are other masters in the transformation stage?" Dao Yang frowned.
"This may be true, you human monks have always been tricky, who knows what tricks you have done." The Snake King said with a dark expression.
The Snake King felt extremely upset at the thought that the Great Wild Spirit Treasure had actually fallen into the hands of that kid.
Real Daoyang said nonchalantly: "In short, our alliance will definitely send people to search for the whereabouts of these two people. As for how your demons will act, we can't control it."
"Hmph, you human monks can't believe it, it's best not to be caught by this king." The snake king said coldly.
A group of Nascent Soul cultivators and demon cultivators face each other coldly, each showing a trace of vigilance.
Somewhere in the sky over the sea, the sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly.
at this time.
A slender red light suddenly appeared in the sky, and the red light was like a big open mouth, slowly tearing and expanding, forming a spatial crack more than two meters long.
"Shoot".
Shen Lang and Fairy Yunmeng were squeezed out by the cracks in the space and dropped into the sea.
"Sister Xiaomeng?" Shen Lang hurriedly embraced Fairy Yunmeng's waist, hugged him up, and floated in the air.
After leaving Penglai Mountain and out of the forbidden air formation, Shen Lang was able to fly freely.
Fairy Yunmeng in her arms has a blood hole above her chest, and a lot of blood is still pouring out, and there is a layer of weird black air in the flesh and blood.
"Little monkey, I... am I about to die."
Fairy Yunmeng didn't have a trace of blood on her delicate face, her pink lips couldn't stop trembling, and she seemed to have difficulty even speaking.
"No, you will definitely not die." Shen Lang frowned.
It was hard to dream that Fairy Yunmeng would risk his life to block the blow for himself, and in the end he did not hesitate to use the teleportation technique to let the two escape completely.
Shen Lang's mood is very mixed.
Although the fairy Yunmeng in his arms had no memory, he could save his life in this way. Thinking that he had been using her before, Shen Lang was really ashamed.
He is a kind person who will repay him, and Fairy Yunmeng will definitely be saved.
It should be Tianhai now, but it seems to be far away from Penglai Mountain.
Fairy Yunmeng's injuries were too serious, and Shen Lang didn't bother to care about it so much. First, he held her and dived into the bottom of the sea to release the Linggong Tower.
The two entered the spirit palace tower.
Shen Lang placed Fairy Yunmeng on the jade bed in the bedroom of the Linggong Tower and frowned slightly as he looked at the wound on the woman's chest.
Fairy Yunmeng didn't hurt her heart, and the wounds of her skin and meridians were still well recovered. The main reason was that the black magical energy seemed to have entered Fairy Yunmeng's body, and the skin around her wounds turned black.
These devilish energy will cause continuous damage to the flesh. If it is not eliminated, Fairy Yunmeng's flesh will be destroyed and collapsed by the devilish energy.
Shen Lang circulated the Holy Yang's battle energy in his body, and a golden flame rose in his palm. Under Shen Lang's control, the golden flames slowly flowed into the wound on Fairy Yunmeng's chest.
As soon as the golden war energy flame encountered the black devil energy, it made a "babble" sound, and a lot of white smoke appeared.
Sure Yang's battle qi can eliminate the black devil qi in Fairy Yunmeng's body, but the devil qi carried in the magic blade that the ancient demon hit before was very insidious, and a small amount of sacred sun's battle qi could not be removed at all.
"Little monkey, I...I feel like I'm about to die. So sad, I don't want to die yet..." Fairy Yunmeng's breath became weaker and weaker.
This will definitely not work!
Shen Lang looked extremely solemn, and said softly: "Sister Xiaomeng, I'm here to save you. Sorry, it's rude."
After speaking, Shen Lang stripped off Fairy Yunmeng's upper skirt.
The fair and flawless skin is exposed to the air, soft as jade, and with that delicate expression, the beauty is somewhat intriguing.
Shen Lang was a little dumbfounded, and immediately cleared his mind. When was the secret path, how could he still think about those unhealthy things.
Fully urged the Holy Yang battle energy in the body, the golden flame overflowed from the body, burning like a raging fire.
Shen Lang's right palm was surrounded by layers of golden flames, and his palm pressed against the wound on Fairy Yunmeng's chest, and began to send Sheng Yang war energy into her body.
"Bah Bah Bah!"
A lot of white gas gushed out from the wound.
Fairy Yunmeng's devilish energy is very powerful, and he even has the power to counteract Shengyang's battle energy.
Shen Lang lifted up all the Holy Yang's battle energy in his body and madly transported it into Fairy Yunmeng.
Under the influence of a large amount of Sheng Yang's fighting energy, the devilish energy was finally suppressed, Fairy Yunmeng's injury slightly improved, and the original pale face gradually became bloody.
After a while, Shen Lang sweated heavily all over his body, and he almost transported all the Holy Yang battle energy in his body to Fairy Yunmeng.
Thanks to this, the black magic energy in Fairy Yunmeng was finally completely driven out. Under the effect of Sheng Yang's self-healing power, the woman's wound has begun to scab, and the blood has stopped, and the injury should not be a major problem.
"Huh!"
Retracting his right palm, Shen Lang gasped.
"Little monkey, I just felt like I was in a hot spring. Did you save me?" Fairy Yunmeng said in a daze with a clearer consciousness than before.
"Sister Xiaomeng, how are you feeling?" Shen Lang hurriedly asked.
"Well, it doesn't feel very uncomfortable, it should be fine. However, I'm so sleepy..." Fairy Yunmeng said weakly.
Just now, in order to perform the teleport escape technique, she spent a lot of essence and blood. In addition, she suffered such a serious injury. The body was exhausted and she felt a strong sense of fatigue.
"Well, just sleep." Shen Lang said with a smile, took out a blanket from the storage ring and put it on her body.
"But... I feel like I'm going to sleep, I will think of something, and when I wake up, I will become another person, so scared!" Fairy Yunmeng said while biting her teeth.
Shen Lang's heart shuddered. There was this trend before, and I was afraid that Fairy Yunmeng would soon recover his memory.
"It's okay, sleep well. That you is the real you." Shen Lang sighed, touched Fairy Yunmeng's head, and coaxed her to sleep.
"Yeah." Fairy Yunmeng nodded lightly and fell asleep in a daze.
Fairy Yunmeng was sleeping peacefully, but Shen Lang's face was black like the bottom of a pot.
He felt that Fairy Yunmeng would restore his memory sooner or later, and he would definitely find his own trouble. I have seen and touched this fairy's body, I guess he will die miserably...