The cliff echoed the sky of time, Binglan, and Wei Shengjin and others' shocked and frightened.

Rolling and echoing endlessly.

It makes people angry.

Ning Tao and Xiao Shuang were completely stiff, their faces were pale, on the one hand they were angry, on the other hand they were frozen. He was so familiar with this feeling that the power was the Soul of the Yellow Spring Sacred Sword... The Power of the Yellow Spring!

Yes, he remembered that Huang Sheng did hit the Eagle God in the chest with a knife.

But it seems that it has not been affected.

At first, Ning Tao thought it was not afraid of this, but he didn't expect that Huang Sheng was messing around and did not use that power at all. Instead, it made it lie dormant in the body of the Eagle God.

Just now, he controlled the power to control the Eagle God, like a puppet carrying a thread, and hugged him, although it took a second to delay.

But he missed the opportunity to teleport the core, and he and Xiaoshuang were all left behind.

Ning Tao was weak all over, how could he break free? Not to mention that the cold and squeaky power of the underworld had covered him, and he could not even expel him during his heyday.

"Bastard, Huang Sheng, you are so cruel and vicious. If I don't die, I will never end up with you..."

He opened his mouth and scolded angrily.

But after all, he was careless and thought that there was a samsara sutra and a key to immortality, so he didn't dare to attack him. Unexpectedly, he was still unable to defend himself.

"Damn..."

"Cry...Cry..."

The eagle god cried, and his eyes were so close that he rushed towards him like crazy.

Logically speaking, there is no connection between the Eagle God and the Eagle God, and one party is dying and the other party will not rescue him? But Ning Tao was unexpected.

Why exactly?

Seeing the Eagle God coming, Ning Tao's heart was about to jump out, his breathing suddenly suffocated, his spine became cold, and he was sweating profusely. Think about it quickly, think about it quickly.

Wait...wait?

Divine liquid? It is Divine liquid, it is attracted by it.

Ning Tao's eyes lit up, his breathing was rapid, just like a drowning man caught a straw. Whether it was or not, he had to fight. He immediately gritted his teeth and threw out the entire drop of magic liquid without hesitation.

The whole person also fell down under force.

Losing the ability to control the air, he keeps falling.

However, Ning Tao's blood-filled eyes were surprised to see the Eagle God ignored him, but instead rushed straight to the drop of Qingmu Divine Liquid, as if he had endless desire.

He swallowed it directly as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Cry…Cry…"

To be honest, when Ning Tao saw this scene, his heart twitched violently. It was fake that he said he didn't feel sorry for him, but that was the last drop of divine liquid.

He and Xiaoshuang had only spent a little bit of the medicine to heal, but they had not had time to take it.

Now they are all buried in Yingkou.

"Bastard, bastard, Huang Sheng, I want to kill you, ahhhh... Loss, blood loss..."

Ning Tao roared angrily.

The hatred for Huang Sheng is deeply rooted in the bones.

In fact, he is not so angry when he loses the divine liquid, and can tolerate it. After all, it is an outsider, but when you get points, if your relatives are waiting for this drop of divine liquid to save their lives, but they are taken away, how can you not hate it?

Xiaoshuang was seriously injured and was covered by the power of Huangquan again, and had already poured into his body along the wound.

This will only worsen.

But he is powerless to stop him, and he cannot protect himself.

Yukong's power was gone. Under the cold and painful struggle, he fell into the cliff under great pressure, like a bottomless pit, and his body was covered with frost.

But it’s strange. Logically, if you lose protection at this height, you will definitely be squeezed to death.

Didn't expect the pressure to remain?

And below, there was already a crater, and the shattered Eagle God left little things.

Half a head and a pair of claws.

As soon as he rushed into this place, he felt that the pressure was offset. Thank God, this body was still useful, so he quickly checked Xiaoshuang's injury.

It's simply a bad mess.

Too serious, life is almost hanging on the line.

Ning Tao hurriedly grabbed the vines, and his eyes were shattered, and a string of crystal clear and plump grapes appeared in front of him, but one corner had been bitten off, which actually carried a grape vine.

Before he could think too much, he hurriedly grabbed three grapes and fed them to Xiaoshuang, picked another one and crushed them to the wound.

It’s not that I can’t bear to give it too much, but that Xiaoshuang is so weak that she can’t bear it at all. If she can make it live, what are all the crystal grapes?

After a lot of busyness, Xiaoshuang finally stabilized.

Ning Tao finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down, but when he looked up, his whole body froze again, opening his mouth wide, as if he was frightened.

A gust of cold wind blew.

An old man with crutches actually looked at him silently.

I don’t know how it came? I don’t know when it came? I just stared at myself in a flash.
Chapter completed!