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    Shen Huan burned all his vitality, used the supreme secret technique, and turned into a ball of soul flame. It was originally the size of a fist, but now it was no bigger than a thumb. It floated on the Bodhi Lotus Platform, shaking unsteadily.

    It was obvious that this was a sign that the fire was about to be extinguished. Nalan Hanyu's delicate body was trembling beside her, hoping that this storm would keep the fire burning, but the soul flame was not a real flame, but a person's consciousness and vitality.  The reason why he can hold on now is because Shen Huan's consciousness has been struggling to support him. In this situation, Shen Huan is about to die completely. Once this fire is extinguished, even the chance of reincarnation will be lost.

    Suddenly, a huge body stepped over, blocking out the sky and the sun. It was Yang Hong who gave up torturing the Green Dragon King, not even caring about the thirteen half-human and half-demon.

    How can other people¡¯s lives and deaths be compared with Shen Huan¡¯s?

    "No, Shen Huan, I won't let you lose the possibility of reincarnation!" Yang Hong's body trembled violently, and his eyes almost bled. The two brothers Shen Li did this solely because of saving Nalan Hanyu.  At this point, his body of a hundred feet long, a human-demon, stepped over in one step, opened his palm, flicked his huge thumb, and tore a gash in the palm of his hand, and then streams of black blood dripped out.

    The vitality of Yang Hong's physical body is unparalleled, even more powerful than that of a powerful person in the realm of life and death. Every drop of blood contains unimaginable energy, especially when Yang Hong transforms into a body of a hundred feet of human and demon, it is even more powerful than usual.  Shi drew out his own blood without reservation, waved his hand again, and from the void magic furnace above his head, the Taiyin True Fire and the Sun True Fire were directly captured, and mixed with each other.

    "Dragon Emperor Divine Fist, I transform into a dragon, Dragon Emperor Pen, breaks the cage, haha, Yang Hong, I'm out!" Dragon-shaped fists were punched out from the Void Demonic Furnace, which were imprisoned inside.  Yun Mengyao seized the opportunity at this moment and tried her best to escape. A golden dragon-shaped writing brush, as big as a tree, carved dragon shapes one after another, flew outward, but Yang Hong could not care about Yun Mengyao at this time.  Yao, her only thought is refining blood.

    Yun Mengyao stood in the void with a wild look on her face. Although she had been imprisoned in the void magic furnace before, she could still observe the situation outside. She also knew that Yang Hong wanted to save people now and had no intention of trapping her. Once she escaped,  Come on, he didn't choose to run away immediately. Instead, he stood high in the sky, his eyes flickering, and he didn't know what he had in mind.

    Yang Hong's eyes turned cold, and fierce murderous intent burst out. He could tell at a glance that this woman was full of bad intentions and was making wrong decisions. With a body of a hundred feet long, he suddenly shot out a big devil's wheel, flew over, and shouted coldly:  "Yun Mengyao, don't bother me. I'll let you live now and spare your life. Don't want to sneak attack me, otherwise I will let you taste real pain, torture you can't imagine!"

    Yang Hong's words were of course true to his word, and his murderous intent was revealed. However, Shen Huan's condition was too serious at the moment, and he had no time to fight with Yun Mengyao. After saying this, he focused his eyes on the large ball of demon blood in front of him.  .

    Every drop of Yang Hong's demonic blood can kill an innate monk. It contains terrifying demonic power and cannot directly save people. It must be carefully refined before it can be used. Only a large group of black blood can be seen, burning in the void magic furnace.  Bake and gradually shrink.

    "The demonic blood must be refined to the extreme without any impurities!" Time is running out, and Shen Huan's soul flame is still struggling with a trace of flame. It is in danger and cannot tolerate the slightest trace of demonic nature remaining. Yang Hong uses all his strength, twenty  With the effort of breathing, the color of the pitch-black blood faded away, and it was refined into red plasma the size of a fist.

    Thirteen half-humans and half-demon in the distance also want to seize this opportunity to save the Green Dragon King. They use all the secret techniques of the sect to bombard the four black chains.

    "Shen Huan, you are my brother. I will never let you lose your soul. I can't help you this time!" Yang Hong said with a ferocious face. After the blood was refined, the body of a hundred-foot-long human and demon immediately shrank, restored to its original form, and his hands  Holding the blood mass, he stepped closer to Shen Huan's soul flame.

    Yang Hong wants to use his own blood as fuel to fuel Shen Huan's soul to burn, but he also knows that such a huge vitality cannot be given to Shen Huan all at once, otherwise the soul flame will be extinguished immediately and must be channeled in bit by bit.

    "Nalan Hanyu, Xi Yehong, please guard the surroundings carefully. We must leave. Let's leave Yun Mengyao and the Green Dragon King alone!" Yang Hong took a deep breath, looked very nervous, and glanced at the Green Dragon King in the distance.  He and Yun Mengyao knew that they would not be able to kill them this time, but he did not withdraw the four chains and the Great Demon Wheel. Now he wanted to delay them and buy himself time to save Shen Huan.

    "I want to extract life now and transfer it to Shen Huan's soul flame. There can be no mistakes. So no matter what happens, you can't disturb me, not at all!" Yang Hong ordered again, with a solemn face.  , showing that he was even more nervous in his heart than on his face.

      Nalan Hanyu and Xiyehong nodded heavily without saying anything. Then Xiyehong used all his strength to control the Great Bodhi Lotus Platform to keep it stable. Nalan Hanyu also used the Tiangang Gourd of Immortality to protect it.

    "It's all my fault. No matter what, no matter how hard it is, I have to protect Yang Hong and let Yang Hong rescue Shen Huan. Otherwise, I will never be able to forgive myself in this life!" Nalan Hanyu bit her lip, feeling very guilty. With her cultivation level  It was really too low. Even if there was a peerless Taoist weapon to protect the body, it would not be of any use at all. But in the current situation, she could only be allowed to protect it.

    Yang Hong took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and sat cross-legged on the Bodhi Lotus Platform, completely immersed in the blood floating in front of him.

    Shen Huan's condition is like a twig with only sporadic flames that will soon be extinguished. However, Yang Hong's blood mass contains a lot of vitality, like fuel, which cannot be transported all to Shen Huan's soul.  In the fire, otherwise it will be extinguished immediately, so in the process of transporting blood, we must be more cautious, not too fast, and as slow as possible.

    "Quiet, you must calm down, truly be as quiet as a virgin, as still as a mountain, without the slightest distracting thoughts, first pull out a trace, no, half a trace of blood, Shen Huan's soul fire is too weak, and it cannot be tolerated.  "Take care, if there are too many, the situation will worsen drastically!" Yang Hong stretched out a finger, pointed at the blood mass in front of him, and then slowly pulled out a thread of blood that was thinner than spider silk, almost invisible to the naked eye, and stuck to it.  On your fingers.

    The fingers moved slowly, approaching Shen Huan's soul fire. The whole process was very cautious, and the speed was so slow that even Nalan Hanyu on the side clenched her jade fingers tightly, and her breathing stagnated for fear of disturbing Yang Hong's body.  thoughts.

    With a belated sound, Yang Hong's finger was less than an inch away from Shen Huan's soul fire. Then he flicked it lightly, and a streak of blood sank into the soul fire in an arc-shaped trajectory.  The flames jumped and shook violently. Nalan Hanyu's heart suddenly lifted up. Yang Hong's eyelids also beat inadvertently, but his fingers still maintained their original posture and did not move at all.

    The first trace of blood is the most critical moment. The vitality of Shen Huan's current soul fire has been extremely weak and cannot be hindered in the slightest. Even if it sends too much vitality, it may lead to disaster.

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