Chapter 1343 1344 Why Are You Crying, I'm Not Dead Yet

That power rushes in the body, and the meridians are broken everywhere it passes, and it is getting closer and closer to the sea of ​​​​qi!

"Kick!" Mu Hanyan clearly heard the sound of the sea of ​​qi breaking, and his face turned pale.

The sea of ​​​​qi was broken. If it was replaced by other practitioners, everything would probably end here, but for her, it was not over yet, the power stayed for a short time, and it went straight to the heart!

It was getting closer, it was getting closer, Mu Hanyan seemed to have felt that death was beckoning to him, and the emotions from the moment before his death in the previous life also poured into his heart again.

"I'm sorry, father, mother, after all, I still can't share the family with you."

"I'm sorry, Han Feng, my sister has disappointed you."

"I'm sorry, Lanfeng, I can't grow old hand in hand with you."

"I'm sorry, Huayue, Zirong, Jiang Yuzhe, I didn't accompany you to climb the peak of Kendo!"

"I'm sorry, Ling Baobao, the Void Breaking Talisman I promised you hasn't been perfected, and you can only rely on yourself to go home."

"I'm sorry, Bufan, I wanted to make up for the wrong I did to you in my past life, but I didn't think that in this life, you still lost all your cultivation for me, and there is no chance for you to restore your strength. If there is an afterlife, I will repay you again."

"I'm sorry, grandfather, I'm sorry, grandma, the more mundane..."

Mu Hanyan's mind went back and forth a thousand times, and only then did he realize that compared to his previous life, he had so many worries, and he still had so much reluctance.

"No, I can't die, I finally got reborn, I finally got to this point, and I must never die!" Mu Hanyan bit his lip fiercely, and his consciousness, which was gradually blurred by the intense pain, became sober again. .

The boundless fighting spirit began to burn in her heart, she can't die, I must never die!

In the heart vein, an ancient long sword suddenly lit up, like a loyal guard, guarding the heart vein.

Mu Hanyan's eyes lit up, how could he forget that he still has an ultimate life-saving artifact.

Because this ancient sword has always been hidden in the heart, it does not help her cultivation and combat strength, and she has not experienced several real life and death crises, so this ancient sword for the heart can exert its power. So little that she often forgets it exists.

At this time, looking inward, seeing the dazzling divine light on the ancient sword, Mu Hanyan rekindled hope.

There was a loud "Boom", and the powerful force that rushed in was actually blocked from the meridians, and was even shaken back a few points.

Even though her meridians also burst even more severely under the shock, Mu Hanyan was ecstatic, there was hope, and there was hope!

"Boom...Boom...Boom..." Soon, the huge force attacked the heart pulse again, and it collided with the ancient sword of protecting the heart again and again, like the waves in the storm madly hitting the reef .

Mu Hanyan's whole body trembled violently, and his face was even paler!

That power is so tyrannical, so huge, that even the ancient sword that protects the heart can't bear it, the white light becomes slower and slower, and the shape of the sword begins to become illusory.

If it was normal, she could still inject her energy back into her heart veins to help the ancient sword, but now that her energy was suppressed, she couldn't help at all.

Once the power of the ancient sword itself is exhausted, she still cannot escape death.

"I didn't expect that the power contained in this destiny astrolabe is so tyrannical, that's all, that's all, if you die, I will be finished, and I can only help you if you fight for your old life." At this time, in my mind The helpless voice of Xinghua Qianji resounded.

As soon as the voice fell, a figure appeared in the heart.

It was an old man with a white beard and a head, dressed in a white robe as if dancing with the wind. Although the figure was extremely blurred, and he couldn't see his face clearly, Mu Hanyan could still feel the elegant and elegant, extraordinary aura.

"Thousands of thousands of machines!" Mu Hanyan reacted, this is the true face of Xinghuan Qianji.

Xinghuan Qianji did not speak, but held the ancient protective sword in one hand, and slashed out with one sword after another.

The ancient sword, which had already become dim in its radiance, with an illusory sword shape, was once again radiant and condensed as if it were real.

The power that was as powerful as a storm and waves gradually shattered under the sword light, and Xinghuan Qianji's blurred figure became even more hazy, and the figure became more and more faint.

Mu Hanyan's eyes were wet, it was obvious that Xinghuan Qianji was burning the power of his spiritual sense, forcibly condensing the remnant soul into shape, only then could he use the ancient sword of protecting the heart, and every time he cut out a sword, his The power of divine sense is also reduced by one point.

You must know that he is just a remnant soul. It is many times more difficult to cultivate than a normal person. It took him nearly a million years to recover to the level he is today. How long will it take to make up for it.

Mu Hanyan was even thinking that if he continued like this, all his divine sense power would be exhausted and his soul would be completely destroyed.

finally! With the last loud bang, that power was completely shattered, and the figure of Xinghuan Qianji, like a extinguished candle, lost its last light and shadow.

"Senior!" Seeing him disappear, Mu Hanyan's tears finally rolled down.

"Why are you crying, hurry up and practice, I'm not dead yet!" The Xinghuan Qianji's voice that hates iron is not steel again.

"Senior, you're fine!" Mu Hanyan stopped her tears and said in surprise.

"Cultivation well, don't miss the opportunity, I'm tired, I may have to sleep for a while..." Xinghuan Qianji's tired voice became softer and farther away, and finally disappeared completely.

Mu Hanyan's heart sank. Although the spirit of Xinghuan Qianji was still there and did not disappear, the force of burning the power of divine sense before must have caused serious damage to him. He didn't know when he would fall asleep this time to wake up.

However, Mu Hanyan was not immersed in emotion and sadness, and quickly wiped away her tears and cheered up her spirits.

In order to save her, Xinghuan Qianji almost lost her soul. If she missed the opportunity, how could she be worthy of his painstaking efforts.

That terrifying power has been completely smashed to pieces, free from her body, but it is still huge.

Mu Hanyan took the next Dragon's Blood Returning Pill, turned the energy to refine the pill, and sent it to the whole body. This Dragon's Blood Reviving Pill was also made by Mu Hanyan himself. It is different from the Dragon's Blood Reviving Pill, and the medicine is also a lot worse. However, it is only compared with the Dragon's Blood Reviving Pill, and it is better than others. Healing pills are still much stronger.

If you switch to another cultivator, the meridians will burst and the sea of ​​qi will be broken, and the energy will be completely dissipated. No matter how good the medicine is, it is difficult to restore the strength. It doesn't matter, as long as the injury can be cured, the strength will not be affected. Of course, there are advantages and disadvantages. Others can save their lives if their cultivation is abolished, while Mu's children generally lose their lives when they abandon their cultivation. There is no compromise at all.