Vol 2 Rebirth of the Peerless Venerable

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Bright red blood seeped out from Mo Junlan's right arm, dripping continuously from mid-air.

I don't know when Di Xuanji flew up to Mo Junlan again, and took the opportunity to hit Mo Junlan with another palm.

This force hit Mo Junlan hard.

Mo Junlan's body suddenly fell to the ground with a loud bang. He looked extremely embarrassed, as if his whole body had been soaked in a pool of blood.

When Feng Jinghua, who was standing not far away, saw this scene, his heart trembled violently involuntarily.

Ling Xiao instantly transformed into a human figure, holding Mo Junlan's body tightly with both arms, his eyes slightly red, and said with a choked trembling voice, "Brother Jun Lan..."

He is not a human being, and his body is formed by the aura of heaven and earth, so he has no tears.

No matter how sad his heart is, he will not shed tears.

"Don't be sad, I feel bad." Mo Junlan's body was suffering from indescribable severe pain, but he could still sense the change in Ling Xiao's mood. He raised his left hand and gently rubbed Ling Xiao's face. Smiling, he said softly, "Xiao'er, I'm not afraid of death. My only regret is that I've hurt you..."

He has a soul contract with Lingxiao. Once he dies, Lingxiao will also dissipate.

"Brother Jun Lan, you won't die." Ling Xiao's body suddenly exuded violent anger, his eyes were as red as blood, but they also contained endless sadness and heartache.

"I'm sorry, I can't take you home now..." Mo Junlan's voice was very soft, but also full of tenderness, but blood kept flowing out of his mouth.

His and Lingxiao's home should be in the fairy world.

But now that he was dying in a foreign country, Mo Junlan still felt a little unwilling.

This is his third death, can't he die more beautifully?

Every time he died so embarrassingly.

But it's still better than his previous life, after all, he died without a complete body.

His injuries this time were actually hundreds of times more serious than the last time.

It would be a miracle if he could still survive like this.

Mo Junlan couldn't help but laugh at herself in her heart.

At the same time, Mo Junlan's cultivation also began to decline, and he recovered from the elementary level of the spirit realm to the elementary level of the holy spirit realm.

Apparently the effect of the medicine has worn off.

Di Xuanji, Di Wuji, Feng Qingge and Feng Jinghua all stood still and watched this scene in silence.

Feng Jinghua's lips trembled slightly, but there was an inexplicable tingling feeling in his heart, which made him almost want to cry.

He originally wanted to go see Mo Junlan, but in the end he suppressed the urge.

"Brother Jun Lan, I hate you so much..." Ling Xiao felt weak in his heart, his voice was gloomy, violent murderous intent suddenly rose up, and his eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light.

At this moment, Mo Junlan suddenly felt something strange, and then he sighed softly and said with a wry smile, "It's true that misfortunes never come singly."

Because the injury was too serious, he could no longer suppress his cultivation.

So his cultivation level is about to break through now.

But with his current physical condition, he is simply not suitable for a breakthrough in cultivation.

Because his meridians simply cannot withstand such a huge force impact now.

Ling Xiao's expression couldn't help but change.

"His cultivation level...is actually going to break through now?" Di Xuanji saw Mo Junlan's current physical condition and couldn't help but frowned.

"His body will be completely destroyed." Feng Qingge said in a low voice.

Feng Jinghua's heart suddenly felt sour, and two lines of hot tears flowed down uncontrollably.

Di Wuji couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

Mo Junlan spit out several more mouthfuls of blood, her long eyelashes drooped slightly, but a glint of light quietly flashed deep in her eyes.

"Xiao'er, put yourself to death and live again..." Mo Junlan's words were transmitted to Ling Xiao with his spiritual consciousness.

When Ling Xiao heard this, he didn't show anything strange.

Mo Junlan closed his eyes, his face was as pale as paper, and his breath was weak and almost non-existent. He silently recited in his heart, "I will sacrifice with my cultivation and borrow the power of heaven and earth..."

"Brother Jun Lan!" Ling Xiao couldn't help but widen his eyes. He could feel that Mo Junlan's current cultivation level was quickly dissipating.

In addition, the vitality in Mo Junlan's body was also disappearing little by little.

Mo Junlan sacrificed not only his cultivation, but also the vitality in his body.

Lingxiao's eyes turned red, and he felt so uncomfortable that he could hardly breathe.

Emperor Xuanji noticed something strange about Mo Junlan's body, and his expression suddenly changed. Just as he was about to go over, he saw Feng Jinghua standing next to him suddenly spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Di Xuanji, who originally wanted to pass by, suddenly stopped and turned around to look at Feng Jinghua.

Feng Jinghua's face turned pale, and his eyes were fixed on Mo Junlan. There was suddenly a strong suffocating feeling in his chest.

"What's wrong with you?" Di Xuanji asked quickly, with a worried look on his face.

Even Di Wuji and Feng Qingge were shocked.

Feng Jinghua stretched out his hand to cover his chest, sweat dripping from his forehead, and the pain from his heart made him almost unable to breathe.

Seeing Feng Jinghua not speaking, Emperor Xuanji couldn't help but panic.

On the other side, Mo Junlan raised his hand again, gently rubbed Ling Xiao's face, and whispered, "Xiao'er, no matter what the outcome is, you will always be with me."