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Chapter 213 Buddha is very busy!

From hell to heaven, for Zhao Yi, it was almost an instant.

First of all, the chaos storm is coming fiercely.

Zhao Yi looked at the suffocating black lightning storm and did not even dare to let the ancestors of the Zhao family enter the small world to share the thunder.

Because that is not sharing, but sending death.

Although Zhao Yi often cheated those ancestors, he was not so mad as to push them into the fire pit.

The most important thing is that even if you pile people in, it will be useless.

Zhao Yi believed that the soul clone in the spirit world must have already estimated the situation.

Zhao Yi believed that as long as the ancestors could play a small role, the soul clones would not let them go.

The soul clone judged that bringing the ancestors into the small world would not solve the problem.

Rather than die in vain, it's better to risk throwing that mysterious man into it.

The final result proved that the divine soul clone made the right bet.

The mysterious man really withstood Chaos Storm's all-out killing blow and bought Zhao Yi precious breathing time.

Then, there is the real dragon.

Zhao Yi thought a lot, but still wasn't sure why the real dragon wanted to kill him.

And it's a fatal move once it's launched.

Of course, Zhao Yi guessed that the real dragon might not really want to kill him.

It might be testing.

After all, the "ancient" Zhao Yi is most likely to be chased by the real dragon is in his spiritual world.

No matter how powerful the real dragon is, it is impossible to directly pry into Zhao Yi's sea of ​​consciousness.

It's just that compared to the real dragon, Zhao Yi's strength is too weak.

The real dragon's breath almost killed him.

But it's too late to say that now.

It no longer matters what the real dragon had planned before.

It started from the moment Zhao Yi sent the real dragon into the small world to resist the thunder.

Zhao Yi had already offended the real dragon to death.

If the real dragon doesn't die, he must die!

"hiss!"

Zhao Yi suddenly took a breath of cold air.

Zhao Yi looked down and saw Yao Qing's hands covered with blood, and tears streaming down his face as he looked at Zhao Yi's wounds.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Yi asked, grinning in pain.

Yao Qing's eyes were swollen from crying.

Hearing Zhao Yi's words, she choked and cried: "I'm useless, I can't fit in."

"What can't be stuffed in?" Zhao Yi was stunned by what she said.

Yao Qing suddenly couldn't bear it any longer and cried loudly: "Your intestines are broken, and you can't stuff them in."

Ok?

Zhao Yi lowered his head and glanced.

really.

His intestines were indeed broken in several sections, and they leaked out of his stomach from the wounds in his lower abdomen.

When Zhao Yi looked over, he saw all kinds of messy black, white, yellow, and red things mixed into a ball, just like paste. It looked extremely disgusting.

Yao Qing just wanted to connect these severed intestines, but those intestines seemed to be alive and slippery like loaches.

She couldn't grab it no matter what, and she couldn't stuff it in.

As she spoke now, she stretched out her hand again.

As if unwilling to give up, he had to stuff all those intestines into Zhao Yi's stomach.

"okay."

Zhao Yi quickly stopped Yao Qing.

It’s okay if Yao Qing didn’t stuff his intestines back into his stomach.

Every time she moved, Zhao Yi felt pain.

Zhao Yi was almost dismembered by a real dragon just now, but he didn't suffer as much as he did now.

"Never mind it!"

Zhao Yi took a breath of pain and gritted his teeth: "My body is much stronger than that of ordinary monks. As long as I don't die on the spot, I won't die."

At this time, Linglong found the medicine for the wound and prepared to give it to Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi raised his hand to stop her.

Zhao Yi gritted his teeth and said to the two of them: "You find a safe place to hide while I go to other places to heal."

Zhao Yi was seriously injured.

If he hadn't majored in the physical body, the breath of the real dragon would have almost cut him in half.

Although he was not dead, he was seriously injured and would not recover for a while.

Therefore, Zhao Yi thought of Small World. When the chaos storm bombards the small world, the energy of chaos will decompose into some special substances.

The most prominent of these is Reiki.

The spiritual lakes, elixirs, spiritual fruits, and spiritual mines in the small world are produced after the energy of chaos is decomposed.

In addition to aura, there is also an unknown mysterious substance.

Although Zhao Yi was not sure what that thing was, the purple golden dragon relied on that thing to successfully transform.

What Zhao Yi wanted to find was the unknown thing.

Zhao Yi's injury was extremely serious. If he was treated according to ordinary methods, it might take a year and a half to recover.

But if he finds that mysterious thing, Zhao Yi is sure to recover in the shortest time.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yi no longer hesitated, and disappeared directly from where he was.

This was the first time Yao Qing saw Zhao Yi open the small world, and his eyes widened in shock: "Why is His Highness missing?"

Linglong waved her hand to signal her not to speak, and then followed Zhao Yi's example, sitting down on the ground with her back against the black stone tablet.

With her back against the cold stone tablet, Linglong finally came to her senses.

She looked down at her hands and realized that they had been shaking.

Linglong turned her head mechanically, twisted her stiff neck and glanced in the direction of Taotie Temple, with a look of fear on her face.

Almost.

Just a little bit.

Zhao Yi almost died!

Linglong simply couldn't imagine if Zhao Yi died in front of her.

Wait for her.

Waiting for the Yao family.

What terrible consequences await the entire world of immortality!

Linglong thought of the queen who was decisive in killing.

I thought of Zuo Xiaoluo, the invincible warrior immortal of Great Xia who regarded Zhao Yi as his god.

I thought of Miaoyin Zhenren, the most talented headmaster of Xuanzhen Temple for a thousand years.

Once Zhao Yi dies.

They will definitely let the entire world of immortality be buried with him, right?

At this time, a gust of cool wind blew by, and Linglong suddenly felt a cold feeling on her back.

Only then did she realize that her dress was soaked with cold sweat.

I have never believed in the exquisiteness of gods and Buddhas, so I couldn't help but clasping my hands together and praying to the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

"Buddha bless you, His Royal Highness the Prince survives the catastrophe and will be blessed later!"

When the Buddhist sect collapsed, Linglong did not go to Mount Sumeru.

Linglong felt that even if the Buddha held a grudge, he should not blame her.

Therefore, Buddha should bless Zhao Yi.

It can be seen from this that Zhao Yi was seriously injured and dying, which completely confused Linglong.

She had lost her mind, sought medical treatment urgently, and got into a wild entanglement with the Buddha.

Yao Qing looked at Linglong from the side and wanted to ask about her sister Yao Su's situation, but seeing Linglong's face looking ugly, she hesitated and finally didn't dare to say anything.

Like Linglong, Yao Qing also thought of Buddha, who he usually dismissed.

"Buddha bless me, I hope my sister is safe."

If the Buddha really had a spirit, he would probably cry to death.

These people were like chamber pots to him.

I hate it so much when I don't need it, and I want to throw it directly into the pit.

When they need it, they make all kinds of unreasonable demands.

Completely disregarding the fact that it is just a chamber pot.

small world.

The place where Zhao Yi chose to descend was the top of the Purple Gold Dragon.

The Purple Gold Divine Dragon was lying in the pit of a collapsed spiritual mine, sticking his head out, quietly observing the mysterious man and the huge remnant dragon that suddenly appeared.

Suddenly, it felt the top of its head sink, and it was so frightened that it almost jumped up!

"It's me!" Zhao Yi lowered his voice.

The Purple Gold Dragon sensed Zhao Yi's aura and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It rolled its eyes angrily and lowered its voice:

"Why are you so sneaky?"

"Do you know that people can scare dragons to death?"

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