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Bing Zhixie thought for a while and said: "I am not a woman and you are not pregnant. This nightmare should not be related to whether it is a'fetal demon', but the nightmare we have at the same time must be related to the black tiger." He thought of that Only a few times, the black cat that lured him here: "It wants us to save it."
"Save it! Then will it eat us?"
"I'm even weirder that the image of the evil tiger appears in my dream." Bing Zhixie said with a fine rope: "This is not the same as all the Warcraft related to tigers I know. Especially..."
"What's special?"
Bing Zhixie shook his head: "I don't know, I just feel a little wrong, but I can't say anything wrong."
After this nightmare, the two had no drowsiness and came to the tiger corpse again. Bing Zhixie looked at the black tiger: "If it is a nightmare caused by you, then you will not die. Of course, use it if you die There is no seal. I can’t understand the sword array of the seal for a while. If you want our help, just give a hint and tell me how to break the seal."
Black Tiger naturally did not respond at all. Bing Zhixie looked up and looked at the airflow flowing over the sky: "Perhaps you can arrange an isolation circle outside the seal to block the power source of the seal."
Try it out, he has some simple array tools. The magic stone pen and the high-quality magic crystal stone are always with you. The large array can't be deployed, but the small array is okay. He considered separating the running power of the sword array seal from two aspects, one is to start from outside the array, and the other is to start from the magic weapon. He intends to isolate all these five directions with a magic circle so that they cannot keep in touch with each other. It is equivalent to adding a seal in addition to the seal, but the purpose of the seal is different.
It's been more than ten hours since the formation of the formation was completed. Bing Zhixie looked at the enchanted array of underground paintings. There are still some defects, but the conditions here are limited. There is no way to be perfect, so I have to investigate.
Before starting the formation, he didn't have any hope. The power of this formation was too small. It could completely seal such a stone chamber. To cut off the flow of power in the middle of it, it was too great to seal the four-way magic weapon. Difficult. But now only one try. He said to Kun: "Go away, don't stand within ten steps of the outer circle of the circle." He said with a faint blue halo of light in his hand, he slammed into the formation.
The magic circle is like a blue ghost fire lit according to the pattern, burning on the pattern road of the formation. In five directions, five blue bursts of fire are connected to each other, and a bright blue flame ghost rises in the center of each burst. Flame ghosts are covered with curly patterns, like rolling meridians, and the layers of curse marks are shining with black evil light.
This is the dark enchantment of the enchanted formation, which can calm down the magical surge within the formation, so that all the magical power can be calmed down and then annihilated. It is quite a deep enchanted formation in itself. If the props are complete and arranged, the effect will be very obvious. But not long after the formation started, a strange scene appeared.
The blue flame ghost that rose from the formation and covered with magical spells had not yet had time to show its effect, and it had a strong repulsion with the banned magic weapon in the formation, and dispersed into a fireworks. The Seal Black Tiger's sword array is even more peculiar. The Biqing sword absorbs the invisible magic power that is surging from the surroundings, and is absorbed by the sword together with the magic power in the formation he arranged.
Watching myself work hard to arrange the magic circle for more than ten hours, it took less than two or three minutes, and it didn't work, it completely disappeared. Imprints drawn with magic stone pens on the ground also turned into a layer of burnt gray. Although Bing Zhixie had prepared in his heart, he never expected to fail so quickly. He had a very bad hunch that he felt that he might really be trapped here and could not leave.
As the days passed, the two were trapped in the dark hall for several days, and they never found a way to crack the seal or leave here. At this point, the two had completely lost their spirits. Kun was injured and sick, like a fish that landed on the land, fell to the ground decadently, and didn't want to move.
Although Bing Zhixie was still sitting cross-legged, he could not see the sun for a few days, and no results of the trial and error for a few days made him haggard and his hair was messy. Now he can still keep calm on the face, but his heart is already very upset.
There is no way to not be bored. This is a prison of Nuo Da, and he is a person trapped here, full of energy but unable to make it out. This kind of feeling is like being trapped in a narrow channel.
Food shortages are not the most serious problem now. There is no water to bring them closer to death. There is still some water element lurking in the air in this dark palace, but it is not enough for them to use. It is completely isolated from the outside world, and even elements cannot come in. The water element can regenerate itself in some environments, but the rate of regeneration cannot meet their survival needs.
What's more terrible is that Bing Zhixie found that the air was getting muddy gradually, and the Dark Hall was so big that they had not been suffocated. But... it won't last long.
"How many days is it today?" Kun in the muddled voice suddenly said, breaking the silence.
"What?" Bing Zhixie tried to think of dizziness and dizziness. He didn't hear anything Kun said.
Kun climbed hard, and touched her body with her still-good hand: "What about my medicine? I should take the medicine. If I don't take the medicine, the heart witch will make it."
Bing Zhixie's heart sank, only to think of Kun's body still highly toxic and unsolved.
Kun seemed to want to understand something, staring blankly at the darkness around him: "I remember, my medicine is finished. Yeah, the medicine is finished... I'm going to die..." She said these words very calmly, It seems to be talking about an ordinary thing, without any fear.
Bing Zhixie said: "Is the antidote? I still have it here, but..."
Kun shook his head: "It's useless. The medicine given by the family grandmother can only be used three times, and after three times it will be useless."
"that……"
Kun said stunnedly: "Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, I will die."
Bing Zhixie clenched his teeth secretly and got up: "I'll try again. If I take you back now, maybe it's still too late." He was unwilling to see such a pure, strong woman die like this, which is really a pity. He walked angrily in front of the tiger corpse and looked up again to see the sword inserted in the corpse: "I can't sit still and die here! How can I get the second life that I won't get away with!"
Although the body is already very weak, only physical and mental are far from the best state, but now he can only fight hard. Life or death, he would never stand on the side of death.
"Zafino~!!!" he roared with exhaustion, his eyes gleamed with bright yellow light, and between his hands and feet, the unceasing magical power surged unexpectedly. Although his movements were slow, he had a thousand powers Hold the blue sword.
Yeah! ! ! ! ! !
The two forces formed an unparalleled confrontation, and every one millimeter of the ice child's vain hand toward the hilt would consume an unimaginable amount of magic power. The sweat on his face dripped like rain, and the back of his hand and fingers stretched tightly, shaking as he moved forward.
"Ah~~~!!!!!!"
Desperately shouting, to give yourself breath, is to hold back the strength in his chest. There was a dragon roar faintly in the air, a phantom dragon lingering behind him, looming.
He once again caught the sword, and the confrontation of the two forces reached the extreme at the same time.
"I must dial it out, I must dial you out!" He was convinced that as long as the sword was pulled out, the seal of the entire dark palace would be self-explanatory. However, the dark surge above the head is destined to be a difficult process.
Holding the sword in both hands, the arm full of poisonous sores was bulging and bulging, and the original fair skin could see the blue muscles bursting out. He breathed three times with great effort, and pressed his neck again, and the illusory dragon behind him became brighter again.
Moved? It feels like moving.
Bing Zhixie's double pupils were terribly bright, staring at the thin sword inserted into the tiger's body, as if coming out a little. There was a terrible inhalation sound in his nose, which was forcibly inflated under extremely difficult circumstances, in order to stimulate a stronger magic in the body.
Before, his arm had swelled with redness and congestion because of the huge amount of magic power he had stimulated. This time, the force was increased again, and his skin had turned black and purple. That's the effect of blood being suffocated under the huge pressure in the blood vessels and unable to run. This is already the limit of his body's ability to withstand magic.
"It's moving, it's really moving!" Bing Zhixie exclaimed in his heart, he saw that thin blade came out two or three millimeters outward. Just when he was happy, the flesh of his arm suddenly burst, and the blood swelled in the blood vessels exploded in an instant. The strength of holding the sword was suddenly lost, and the original confrontation of the sword counterattacked on the spot. A terrifying force directly kicked back into his body. The whole person was blasted for more than 100 meters like a broken sack. He didn't even make a hum, hit the wall of the entrance door, and fell on the ground unconscious. Too.
I don't know how long it has passed since Bingzhixie woke up and suffered such an impact, and the average person died long ago. He was subjected to a huge turmoil in his body, rumbling within five years, and he still had colic. His arms were so painful that he couldn't move. He lay on the ground, suffering in pain. He desperately wanted to calm himself, not to be disturbed by pain, but the pain was pain, so painful that he couldn't calm down, so painful that he didn't dare to roll over, so painful that he hated to cut off his arms and cut his stomach All internal organs are dug up.
He didn't dare to move, he didn't dare to move, it would only hurt more. The ground was all wet and wet, his lips sticking to the ground were pursed, and the sticky thing was blood, the blood he shed. Normal people shed so much blood, there is no possibility of waking up again, the dragon's tenacious vitality gives his body a strong blood-forming ability.
Gradually, it may be a habit of pain. Although it is still painful, he can barely pay attention to the situation other than himself. The light source is not far away, that is where he and Kun have been resting for the past few days. There were bloodstains on the ground, and Kun should have dragged him here. But then Kun was lying on the ground like he was dead.
Bing Zhixie couldn't shout or speak, and was anxious to confirm that she was dead or alive, but there was no way. He is not sure how long he has been in a coma, if it is too long...
"What should I do? What should I do? Is this the end?" Bing Zhixie could not have thought that he would end like this. He blamed himself for being more careful, but now it is no use saying more regrets. If the current body wants to recover, it can be said that half a month to more than a month is required, which is still under the condition of good medical care. But I am afraid that Shishi's environment will not allow him to speak until half a month later. The air was already filled with disgusting exhaust gas, his lips were dry and cracked, his throat was like fire, and his body was so weak that he had no strength. The previous sword-drawing exhausted almost all the physical energy of his body, and now what is waiting for him is not far from death.
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