Yanzhao singer in the dark green bamboo, purple light shining, understatement of the lift, fall.

But in the flash of dark green light and shadow, Zheng Shuo's eyes were full of stars.

If Yanzhao singer suddenly copied out a top-grade lingbing, Zheng Shuo would not have been hit so unprepared.

But the dark green bamboo branches, looking from left to right, have nothing extraordinary except a layer of light purple light on the surface.

When it made a great impact, beat back the black evil sword, and discounted one of Zheng Shuo's inferior spirit soldiers, Zheng Shuo still looked so ordinary and uncanny. Zheng Shuo could not feel the amazing power in it.

It's like an ordinary bamboo branch where yanzhaoge is easily broken.

But when Zheng Shuo reluctantly accepted the knife to resist, the dark green bamboo branches again beat on the black evil sword.

There is another crack on the blade of the black evil sabre.

Yan Zhaoge ignores Lin Zhou's escape and looks down at Tongchen spring, which is greatly affected, and then at Zheng Shuo in front of him.

The dark green bamboo branches are round, and they are down again. Zheng Shuo can only barely raise his sword to parry.

Zheng Shuo was smothered by the fight. He wanted to fight with his life and attack Yan Zhaoge, but he was stopped by the stove in Yan Zhaoge's left hand.

The bamboo branches of Yanzhao singers are falling like a storm.

After a while, Zheng Shuo suddenly felt the shock of the black evil Dao in his hand. At the next moment, the blade, which was already full of cracks, was finally overwhelmed and broke!

This mediocre spirit soldier was also smashed by the dark green bamboo branch of Yan Zhaoge!

Looking at this scene, Zheng Shuo looks numb, but clearly shocked to numb.

What makes him care is that he is seriously injured and loses the black evil sword, not to mention Yan Zhaoge's opponent.

Sure enough, the dark green bamboo shoots from Yanzhao singer directly beat Zheng Shuo down and fell into the spring below Tongchen spring.

Ah Hu is ready to block when he sees it, but he receives Yan Zhaoge's eye prompts. He doesn't act, and still sits on the golden light.

Yan Zhaoge pursued all the way down, and the magnificent sword was shining. It penetrated into the spring water and pierced Zheng Shuo's body.

A great master of Yuanling was killed in Tongchen spring by Yan Zhaoge.

Zheng Shuo died. At the moment of his life to death, the instruments set up by Yan Zhaoge in Tongchen spring also worked to the extreme, turning a large number of dead Qi into vitality.

These vitality did not work on Zheng Shuo, but on Shi Jun and yingyu real mother and son under the influence of magic instrument.

Zheng Shuo stared at Yan Zhaoge, who was also in the spring at the moment.

Yan Zhaoge's attention is no longer on him, but on him. He concentrates on urging FA Yi with all his strength. At the same time, he looks at Shi Jun and yingyu's real mother and son.

Zheng Shuo's blood flowed into the spring. How powerful was the body Qi and blood of the Grand Master of Yuanling.

This is the spring with ups and downs, which seems to be boiling at this moment.

Zheng Shuo's blood disappeared in Tongchen spring, and then only the blue light reappeared, and soon turned to blood red.

The power of life and accumulation is continuously sent into the body of Shijun and his disciples.

Although they are still ignorant and sleepless, they seem to be sleeping, but their complexion is getting pale and ruddy.

Shijun is in a better condition. The decadent color has disappeared completely. It looks like it's just sleeping.

His mother's winning the rain is not so good, but it has changed a lot.

When Yan Zhaoge saw her lying in the ice coffin for the first time, it was really difficult to call her a living person.

To some extent, it's just more than the dead.

Now, we can be sure that yingyu is finally struggling back from the death line.

Although there is still a long way to go to recover and wake up, Yan Zhaoge is not sure whether or not to wake up and when, but now at least there is hope again.

Yan Zhaoge looks at Shi Jun and yingyu's real mother and son, with a heartfelt smile on his face.

He spits out a long mouthful of turbid gas. At this time, the tense spirit finally relaxes.

When the blood color in the spring gradually fades, until it completely fades away, the lights on the two poles also go out.

Yanzhao singer stretched out, put up the two poles, and then their own vigorous Qi wrapped in the water of Shijun and yingyu real mother and son, together rising from the spring.

Looking down, the spring is no longer hot, and the temperature is cooling down.

This spring is full of spirit.

Yan Zhaoge carefully checks the physical condition of Shi Jun's mother and son. Xiao Shijun's condition is very good. It seems that she may wake up at any time.

His mother, yingyu, is in a worse situation, but at least Yan Zhaoge doesn't have to worry about her death at any time.

In this way, we can slowly think of other ways to cure.

Yan Zhaoge looks at these two familiar and strange faces, sighs in a low voice, reopens the two ice coffins, and places the bodies of Shi Jun's mother and son.

Ice coffin not only has the effect of sealing, but also nourishes Qi and blood.

Put yingyu's real body into it, so as to continue to recuperate and wait for subsequent treatment.

There is no problem for Shi Jun's body to be put into the ice coffin. When Shi Jun wakes up, Yan Zhaoge, who collects the ice coffin, can detect it.

Before that, although he was ignorant, Shi Jun would always be nourished by the ice coffin.

Cover the ice coffin again. Yanzhao singer fumbles for the surface of the ice coffin. He says, "it's better than I expected."

Originally, due to the lack of spirit in the spring, only one person was expected to be cured.

At the time of Zheng Shuo and Lin Zhou's attack, Yan Zhaoge suddenly had a wonderful idea.

As a result, even xiaodai can cure Shi Jun and yingyu's mother and son at the same time. For yanzhaoge, it's also a surprise.

Looking at Zheng Shuo, who died in the spring below, Yan Zhaoge shook his head slightly and stamped his foot. The earth and stone above the spring collapsed together and buried the spring again.

On the other side, ah Hu has reached a distance, and takes back Yan Zhaoge's Lingjian biliong.

Yan Zhaoge put away the two ice coffins, came to ah Hu's side, took back his spirit sword, green dragon, and looked at the snow field in front of him.

There, the purple lightning is rampant. Although it has weakened a lot compared with the previous days, it is still extremely violent.

A long purple bow, falling on the ground, is a superior spirit soldier, startling the dome bow.

At present, the eight pole world is well known. The two most excellent bows are the sun shooting bow of Da RI Sheng Zong and the shock dome bow of Tianlei hall.

Before the battle of Guangcheng, Yan Zhaoge and ah Hu were looking for Baogong together, and they yearned for shooting the sun and startling the sky, but they were hard to get.

Now the bow is in front of him.

Yan Zhaoge touched his chin: "this harvest can be even more surprising."

Ah Hu has a kind of learning style, and also touches his chin: "childe, this is really an unexpected harvest. However, how can we collect the superior spirit soldiers?"