Tang Ning picked herbs in the snow mountain. Although she found two rare elixirs, she felt a little uneasy and had a bad premonition.
Because she is uneasy, she wants to go back to the tribe and wait for them to come back. However, before returning to the tribe, she feels the ring on her finger slightly tightened.
"Mo Ye!"
Her face changed slightly. She looked up and saw that there was mo Ye's blood in the ring. If he was in danger, she could sense it.
"Whew!"
At this time, a rune light came to her. She held the note and looked into the distance. At the next moment, the aura of spiritual power was released from her body, and a golden light was faintly diffused on her body. She lifted her foot, and her figure instantly came into sight.
Several strides, almost like a blink of an eye, her figure has appeared in situ and they.
"Master!"
Ye feibai and their surprise cry, were hit flying they have not yet relaxed God to see the Master arrived, see her come here, a few people under a pine.
It's good that she's here. They can rest assured that she's here.
"Mo ye..."
Tang Ning looks at Mo ye, which is wrapped by the black breath, murmurs a light call, and slightly grasps the hand under the sleeve. This black breath clearly she has helped him purify, why still appear on him? And during this time, it is clear that there is no trace of this breath on his body, but now
"Master, I don't know what happened suddenly. We can't wake him up."
Su Yanqing said that after they got up, they didn't step forward, because their teacher Gong's Yuanying breath was released. They only had the strength of the golden elixir, and they couldn't get close to him at all. In addition, the black evil spirit enveloped him. Even if they were forced to approach, they couldn't help him.
"Oh
Tang Ning watched the black breath curling around Mo Ye's body. With the spirit breath surging from him, it became more and more powerful. Gradually, the black breath turned into a dragon and roared at her.
Dragon? Is it the dragon?
As soon as Tang Ning's heart sank, he closed his eyes and pursed his lips, as if he had fallen into a nightmare. He could not wake up. She immediately stepped forward and called, "Mo ye, it's me, Anning."
"Oh
The black dragon, which was transformed from the black breath, saw that Tang Ning was close to him. He whirled and ran out fiercely and attacked him.
"Master, be careful!"
They cried out in surprise and instinctively wanted to help. But when they took a step forward, they saw their master lift his hand and broke up the black dragon.
When they are relieved, they see that after the broken black dragon is dispersed, it turns into a black breath and returns to Mo Ye's body again and forms again.
Seeing this scene, their hearts couldn't help mentioning. How can this black evil spirit not be broken? How can it become a dragon? What's the matter with him?
Tang Ning watched the black air turn into a black dragon. He stared at her and roared at her. She raised her hand slowly and gathered a wave of Buddhist light and holy power step by step.
"Mo Ye."
She called softly, her eyes fell on his face, looking at his face showing pain, as if struggling, suppressing.