Chapter 1968 2068 Desperate to Save Each Other, All in Crisis

Although the physique of the divine beast is completely different from that of humans, when the divine beast advances to a certain level, it can also transform into a human form and practice the same skills. From a cultivator's point of view, no matter whether it is a beast or a human being, there is no essential difference, and even everything in the world is like this.

Relying on the spiritual connection with Liu Guang, even if all his strength is lost at this time, it is not difficult for Mu Hanyan to find its pulse point.

When the golden needle was pierced, the blood at the wound gradually solidified, and the chaotic breath in the little unicorn's body also returned to calm, but its vitality continued to flow away, its body gradually became cold again, and the gleam in its eyes gradually disappeared. become a void.

Mu Hanyan's expression changed drastically, and even Wu Yazhi and Zhou Jilin's most proud Nine-Turn Universe Heaven and Earth Magic Needle Technique couldn't stop Liu Guang's life from passing away. His injury was obviously more serious than he imagined.

Mu Hanyan worked desperately to run the Shenwu Refining Soul Jue, and finally gathered a trace of divine thoughts. Forced to condense the divine thoughts, there were bursts of stabbing pain in her mind, and her face became pale, without a trace of blood. Probe into Liu Guang's body.

"Liu Guang!" Mu Hanyan hugged Liu Guang's gradually icy body after only "looking" once, and tears finally welled up in her eyes.

She guessed right, Bafeng's final blow before he was seriously injured not only broke Liu Guang's fragile meridians, but even its heart veins were split from it and shattered into four pieces.

Although Wu Yazi and Zhou Jilin's magic needle technique can seal its meridians, and even seal its spiritual thoughts, it can't seal its broken heart veins, let alone stop its vitality from passing away.

With such an injury, even if she is in the Holy Court Continent and has a strength comparable to that of a Juggernaut, she may be helpless. After all, Liu Guang is still a beast after all, not a human being. Even if the essence of cultivation is the same, the body at this time is still very different from that of a human being. Neither it nor Mu Hanyan can completely break through the boundaries of race for the time being.

"What should I do, what should I do?" Mu Hanyan's heart fell into an ice valley, and he took out a lot of pills, even colorful soul beads, and fed them into Liu Guang's mouth.

Although she knew that there was little chance of saving Liu Guang with these pills and colorful soul beads, Mu Hanyan could never just watch him die before her eyes, and she would never give up even if there was only a chance.

It's a pity that everything she did was in vain, even if she gave Liu Guang one after another five-colored soul beads at any cost, it still couldn't stop its life from passing.

"Liuguang!" Mu Hanyan cried out sadly, and hugged Liuguang tightly into his arms.

From the weird monster egg accidentally dropped on the head, to the birth of the little piggy, and to the appearance of the young master Qilin, Mu Hanyan witnessed every step of Liu Guang's growth with his own eyes. For her, Liu Guang is by no means just a sword pet, but a partner, even a relative, who is connected by her blood and heart.

Embracing Liu Guang's frail body that is getting colder and colder, every scene of the little guy from childhood to adulthood, all the bits and pieces, flashed through his mind quickly, and Mu Hanyan's heart seemed to be torn apart. , Pain into the bone marrow.

"The radiance of God shines on the earth, giving vitality to all things, the hymn of life, singing in the wind, Anunara Raboja Hashane, Bernianan Nazihoye..." In my ears, Gao Wei suddenly heard Tiger sang lowly.

"Brother Gao, you can also sing the hymn of life!" Mu Hanyan turned her head away in surprise.

This is not the first time for Mu Hanyan to see the wonder of the hymn of life in Sikong Qinglan. She also practiced it curiously for a while, but at this time her spiritual power was exhausted, and even using her divine sense became extremely difficult , naturally it cannot be used, but I did not expect Gao Weihu to know this magical technique.

"Don't forget that I'm also the priest of the Temple of Life." Gao Weihu grinned, then gathered his spiritual thoughts and continued to chant in a low voice.

Compared with Sikong Qinglan, his singing is deeper and more powerful, as if it goes straight to the depths of the soul. This is also because his strength is one level higher than Sikong Qinglan's.

Mu Hanyan was already in despair, but there was also a glimmer of hope.

Gao Weihu sang, danced and danced, trying to gain weight, but his movements didn't feel clumsy at all, but had a strange sense of beauty.

Mu Hanyan looked at Gao Weihu hopefully, her heart trembled violently. Looking from the front, Galway Tiger didn't look much different except for his pale face, but when he turned around, the bloody and bloody injuries on his back, with bones almost visible, made people shudder. Only then did Mu Hanyan know what he had suffered How much does it hurt.

"Brother Gao, your injury..." Mu Hanyan said in a trembling voice.

"It doesn't matter, you still won't die, save your sacrificial pet first." Gao Weihu just finished singing the first hymn, waved his hand and said indifferently.

Having said that, Mu Hanyan could clearly see the painful twitching of his mouth when he waved his hands.

Following Gao Weihu's singing, a series of clean and flawless rays of light appeared out of thin air, covering the little unicorn's body. Its life force drained much slower, and a few rays of divine light returned to its empty eyes. But Gao Weihu's face became even paler, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

Relying on that faint spiritual thought, Mu Hanyan keenly noticed that while the condition of the little unicorn was improving slightly, the vitality of Gaoweihu was dissipating at an astonishing speed.

I remember that when Sikong Qinglan performed the hymn of life, although it would cause a great loss of his own spiritual power, as long as he didn't forcefully burn the power of divine thoughts, it would actually have no effect on his body, let alone be as vigorous as Gao Weihu Fly by.

Mu Hanyan's heart sank, and she didn't notice until then that Gao Weihu's hymn to life was quite different from Sikong Qinglan's. It was a little less mysterious and a little more forced.

After thinking about it for a while, Mu Hanyan understood that the hymn of life is the secret of the Huayu Temple, and it is also the magic technique that the Huayu Temple is most proud of. Although the Temple of Life is the upper temple of the Twelve Temples, the Twelve Temples do not actually include the Flower Rain Temple. The status of the Flower Rain Temple is supernatural, strictly speaking, it is not under the Life Temple, so the hymn art taught by the Life Temple is not as good as that of the Flower Rain Temple.

Even if Gao Weihu's strength is one level higher than Sikong Qinglan's, it is still not enough to make up for the gap in the magic itself. Forcibly using the hymn of life to treat Liu Guang will definitely cause great harm to his body, even at the cost of sacrificing his vitality.

"Brother Gao..." Mu Hanyan looked at Gao Weihu, feeling moved, worried, and hesitant. He wanted to stop the Galway Tiger, but this was Liu Guang's only chance. He couldn't just watch it die before his eyes. For a moment, Mu Hanyan was caught in a dilemma.