Beidou Continent

The black-feathered arrow flew over a distance of nearly a hundred feet and flew towards the encampment of Tiankui's army. Near the Tiankui camp, arrows began to fall. It was evening at this time, and the clouds all over the sky decorated the sky into a brilliant golden red. However, the arrow seemed to be unable to tolerate the existence of half a ray of light. Since it fell, it began to reject the clouds next to it. Wherever the black-feathered arrow passed, the sky became dark. As the arrows fell, the area of ​​darkness became wider and wider. By the time the arrows fell, the entire military camp was completely shrouded in black.

In fact, it is not appropriate to say that it is covered. Against the backdrop of the surrounding clouds, the black color did not hide the existence of the military camp like a curtain. Rather, it was as if the vast tents had just disappeared out of thin air. All that was left in place was a deep black hole of nothingness, expelling all light, existing vaguely but clearly.

Wei Zi released her spiritual thoughts, but she didn't know if it was because the distance was too far. She couldn't feel the existence of any life at all. Everything she could see was chaos, as if she saw the original appearance of the world.

"What will happen to those soldiers?"Wei Zi finally asked.

Before Heiyu could answer, Li Li's spiritual thought had already come out:"Don't worry, it's just letting those Tiankui soldiers live in darkness for three days. Finally saw this move of Darkness Without Borders again. It's a pity that Bai Qionghao's bright and boundless arrow moves did not remain, otherwise……"Li Li sighed, not sure whether he was sighing at the exquisiteness of the moves or remembering his old friends. After a while, he continued to convey:"Although Black Boy's cultivation is not as good as that of Black Mountain Moon, and the area covered by this boundless darkness is not large, I think it can still trap these Tiankui soldiers for three days. This Reinforcements should arrive in a while. Let's go back to the inn first. Bai Xiaozi's injury can't be delayed."

No one had any objections. Wei Zi sent a ray of spiritual thought to Yu Zongheng and Wang Yuan, notifying the two of them, and jumped onto the back of Teng She without waiting for their reply. Golden Crow and Blue Bird also helped carry a few friends and flew towards the inn in the city.

Bai Yang was rolled up onto Golden Crow's back by Xiao Hui. He always maintained the cross-legged posture of meditating. Even on Jinwu's back, he did not stop stimulating the movement of the yang core in his body. Because he no longer dared to stop.

At this moment, Bai Yang's spine no longer has half of the power of the marrow that can be controlled. Except for the struggling source power in his yang core, he can no longer feel the existence of his body. Not to mention that the hands and feet cannot move, even the spiritual platform is sluggish and out of reach.

Bai Yang was a little groggy, thinking, if he really died like this, would he turn into a puddle of black water, or would he become a puppet of the demons? Hope it's not the latter. Unfortunately, now he no longer even has the ability to send out spiritual thoughts or ask questions aloud.

Jinwu originally didn't want to move Bai Yang, but above the old capital city and in public, it was really not a good place to perform the secret technique of marrow transplantation and blood exchange again. There are some things that Yu Zongheng can tell at a glance. Although he is a friend rather than an enemy at the moment, he is Yu Fengheng's brother after all. If Tiankui's army dies, who knows when, he will be an enemy but not a friend again.

Back at the inn, it was already time to turn on the lights, and all the friends rushed into Bai Yang's room. Li Li invited several people out and asked them to guard the door of the room so as not to be disturbed by uninvited guests. Only Bai Yang, Hei Yu, Wei Zi and their respective natal partners were left. Using the secret technique of marrow transplantation and blood transfusion again has become Bai Yang's only hope for healing his injuries and prolonging his life, and there is no room for sloppiness.