The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 1001: Round as a ball

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The yellow aura rushed over, and couldn't help but scoring that after covering her, a period of consciousness rushed into her mind with a force that she could not resist.

A sharp pinch of pain made her almost irritated to exhale.

However, the whole body's senses were suppressed by spiritual power, and I couldn't even call out the pain. Just when I spoke, I was forced to choke back by spiritual power, and my tears couldn't flow out, and I almost couldn't breathe.

This consciousness turned overwhelmingly in his brain, and the spiritual power that wrapped him was not to be outdone, and got into his body one after another.

This spiritual power belongs to the saint of food, how majestic it is, rushing into one's own veins with the momentum of blowing dry, rushing domineeringly.

Break through the obstacles, spread the tendons every inch, then recover, continue to spread, and recover!

Weekly, again and again.

Huan Qingyan doesn’t know how long it has been. It seems that there are ten thousand years. The pain is so painful that she can’t breathe. The veins are torn and recombined again and again. The inheritance in her mind does not matter whether she can bear it, it’s just a constant effort. The infusion into the sea of ​​knowledge.

I wish I could faint, maybe I could catch my breath.

But she was so awake, she could even feel the slight movements of the tendons to tear apart and recombine each time they were reborn.

With the washing of the spiritual power, she can even see that the filth in her body is removed by the spiritual power, and the spiritual cocoon outside the body is twisted into ashes.

I can also see that the dark wounds I left after giving birth are nourished by spiritual power, and the speed visible to the naked eye is restored.

I can see that my tendons are wider and tougher than ever.

Originally, due to production, the real spiritual master's later stage had a downward trend, and the Baili family's various nourishing elixir stabilized.

In addition, Zhu Lingbao and Ye Zi Lingbao were also injured too badly, and I had to use spiritual energy to nourish them, so I couldn't make any progress.

At this moment, these seemingly endless spiritual powers actively drilled into her body, and Huan Qingyan felt that the real spiritual master's later repressed cultivation base began to slowly rise.

On the wrist, the Pig Lingbao and Yezi Lingbao, who had been drowsy, gradually recovered their spirits from a state of malaise.

The leaf Lingbao had grown to the length of a vine, and because of the serious injury, it turned into a small leaf stem with three or four green buds at this moment.

However, the green buds are dripping with verdure, and they are still faintly golden, with a faint feeling that Ye Zi Lingbao has recovered after being seriously injured.

However, Ye Zi Lingbao is still dormant at the moment, only absorbing spiritual power continuously.

The pig spirit treasure is more active, and I don’t know if it has absorbed too much spiritual power. The small body is round and the two wings are fleshy, and the four small hooves are even more round like a ball, hanging in the air. Like a big flapping moth.

Waving fleshy wings, flying around and spit out a red flame, but the center of the flame is faintly white.

Pig Lingbao was a little worried about Ye Zi Ling Bao, and fluttered to the side of Ye Ling Bao, rubbing the stems and leaves from thick to short, which seemed to be comforting.

Although Ye Lingbao's consciousness is dormant, but the instinct is still there, a thin green thread is drawn from the top of the stem and leaf, and the pig Lingbao is drawn to the corner with his feet upright.

Pig Lingbao was angry, and finally turned his body over, blowing from his nostrils, with a mouth open, and a small red dragon pounced on the leaf.

The leaf was wrapped in fire, and it only swayed a few times before the fire was extinguished.