"The holy medicine of Modi Tantra?"

Looking at the strange ring seals on the head of the Demon Sect, and looking at his body's flesh and blood as tough as a rock, Li Moxiao, who followed Bai Yuelu and Lin Yi and left towards the way he came, was filled with unspeakable emotion.

The climate in some desert areas of the Northern Wei Dynasty was extremely harsh and sparsely populated, but it was rich in iron and meteorites. Although the ascetics who walked it had difficulty in practicing, they were actually rulers of the desert areas. These ascetics used the unique things produced in those areas to exchange for a large amount of cultivation resources, and in the past few hundred years, they also explored some practice methods that were very different from ordinary people.

All authentic Tantric children will constantly receive secret medicines to apply to their bodies in the three years after taking the precepts. These secret medicines can not only eliminate some of the pain in their bodies in the future, but most importantly, they can have a stronger flesh and blood body than normal practitioners.

Today, the ascetic monk met a monster like Lin Yi who was stronger than his body, and was not afraid of his true energy methods, so many methods were killed by them without any use.

However, these Tantric children have strict faith blessings and can make them surrender. It is not difficult to imagine how terrible the Demon Sect is.

"This is the talisman of the Yuejia Grottoes. This person is from the oldest and most dominant tantra in the desert." Bai Yuelu handed the talisman made of ebony, which was portrayed by the moon falling in the desert to Lin Yi, but her eyes were for a long time on another talisman.

Another piece of talisman is a dark green triangle with a blank surface, but there are many natural sags formed by burning sky fires. A thin mark penetrates it, drawing a thin snake.

This is a talisman made of natural meteorite crystals, and she had never seen it before.

"I don't know what this trumpet represents, but in many places, trumpet represents identity. For example, in the Northern Wei Dynasty, this trumpet of the Yuejia Grotto Tantra is very useful. Many people will think that you have a deep connection with the Yuejia Grotto Tantra."

She was not confused, and signaled Lin Yi to put these two pieces of order talismans first.

Originally, these two pieces of talismans could be really useful if they could be passed to Yuan Yan's hands as spoils, but since she decided to use herself as an ordinary member of the Tie Ce Army, this kind of thing would naturally be handed over to Lin Yi for disposal.

......

Lin Yi did not think that this kind of talisman was very important in his heart, so he took it over and stuffed it into his sleeve.

There were also many cracks on his sleeve, which made Bai Yuelu even frown, worried that these two pieces of talismans would fall if they couldn't leave the city.

Lin Yi’s attention is indeed not on these external objects.

Compared with life and death, all possible benefits later are trivial matters.

The fires in some buildings in the city were burning even more violently, and many ashes floated over and fell before his eyes.

These ash were black or gray, but when they fell into his eyes, they were blood red.

Many tiny blood vessels in his eyes also exploded in the battle just now, so he was not sure about what he saw at this time, and was covered with a thick layer of blood.

Everything is red.

However, as he approached the city wall, a hint of grayness appeared in the red air he saw.

It's not ashes, but some invisible thing.

It was like someone dipped his pen in gray ink, leaving a faint trace in the air.

But what made him even more strange was that these grim meanings seemed to be close to far, which made him feel the distance between him and himself.

There was a chill rising in his body.

When Rong Yi didn't even feel anything unusual, he reacted keenly and the great formation master he wanted to look for at the beginning appeared.

This great formation master has made some arrangements and is waiting for his meeting with people like him.

If it were normal times, he would probably not be afraid, or even be excited.

However, at this time, all four of them were seriously injured and probably could not be enemies of such an opponent.

As his steps stopped, the three people walking with him also began to realize what was the problem.

Rong Yi began to feel the strange aura fluctuations coming from the front, and felt some of them that could only appear in the magic circles arranged by his teacher Jiugong Zhenren. His already pale face turned paler.

He was not afraid, he was just sad.

Because he knew that under such injuries, he would probably not even have the power to fight back against opponents of this level and would not have any effect at all.

"If you can't leave, then fight?"

Lin Yi's eyebrows gradually raised, and the chill in his heart was forced to retreat by the scorching breath that surged from his blood and bone marrow. He turned to look at Bai Yuelu and asked.

Bai Yuelu was very calm and nodded coldly.

If it is her fate to die here in battle, then she will welcome the fate brought about by her choice.

Lin Yi's body became hotter and hotter, and the scorching blood rushed through the blockage, melting the blood stasis, and the eyes became brighter and clearer.

The grief that appeared in his sight due to the contrast of colors began to fade, but suddenly, rain fell.

The sky was bright and there was not even a rain cloud, but the crystalline rain lines had fallen from the sky.

The rain instantly wet their clothes and dilutes the blood on their clothes.

There is no inspiration in the rain, but the rain itself is very cold, as cold as the rain in the cold winter.

The cold rain washed Lin Yi's hot body, and white mist gradually emerged from Lin Yi's body.

A figure that seemed very tired appeared at the end of the street and alley in front of them.

This figure is on the verge of rain and sunshine.

Rain lines hang down in front of him like pearl curtains, but he was bathed in the sun, and no drop of rain fell on him.

This is a picture full of divine nature, but this man did not pretend to be a god, making himself look more like a legendary god. His words are very ignited by the fireworks of the world.

He just said slowly in a tired tone: "When Lord Demon Sect walked out of the Tianti Demon Land, there were only twenty-three tribes left. In his eyes, these tribes were even more important than the personal disciples he later accepted. Over the years, he has intervened in so many things in the world and only one tribe died, but here, he was killed by one of you four young people. Since you were not killed by my magic circle, you should have escaped far away. Why do you still have to wade into such muddy waters? I just want to have a good sleep. Is it really that difficult?"

"You are Xiao Donghuang?"

Li Mo's laughter suddenly sounded.

He suppressed his cough and stared at the face of the tired practitioner, "It turns out that you are the great formation master in this army."

Xiao Donghuang slowly raised his head, and the bright sky light shone out his facial contour more clearly. For this city and the four young practitioners in front of him, he should be the winner at this time, but the expression on his face was indescribable. The sunlight could clearly illuminate the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and the white hair in his temples.

“Is it interesting to take off your anger on others?”

Lin Yi's cold voice rang out at this time.
Chapter completed!