As soon as she cleared her mind, she felt that the entire body, all the meridians, seemed to be torn apart, and the sea of ​​qi was also split from it, and even the heart veins were faintly cracked.

Sure enough, she was still alive, but it was hard for Mu Hanyan to be happy when she saw the injuries in her body. With such an injury, her cultivation base was completely finished, and it would be a question of whether she could recover.

When Mu Hanyan was secretly annoyed, Sikong Qinglan's deep and long singing voice sounded again. "A hymn of life!" Mu Hanyan immediately reacted. This is Sikong Qinglan's hymn of life, which is more similar to Ye Yanran's Tianlin God. Listening to the chanting, Mu Hanyan could imagine him dancing like a great god, but this time, she didn't feel amused, only deeply moved.

She felt that this time, Sikong Qinglan's life hymn was full of perseverance and affection. The sadness was like a cuckoo weeping blood, clearly singing with life.

Nearby, Shen Yuhe, Wen Gaoren, Gu Qingyang and others were also singing in low voices. Even though she couldn't open her eyes, she could feel their solemn and solemnity, as well as the unparalleled piety in her heart.

The vitality of life poured into her meridians, so gentle, so pure, yet so abundant. It did not come from the vitality between heaven and earth, but from Sikong Qinglan, Shen Yuhe, and Wen Gaoren. With Gu Qingyang, Ling Baobao, and Mu Tu's vital energy machine, Mu Hanyan could even feel the power of completely different laws contained therein.

With the flow of the vital energy, the sea of ​​damaged meridians is quickly repairing.

Finally, when the last crack in the heart vein was fully healed, Mu Hanyan opened his eyes.

"Chanyan!" Ling Baobao first cheered in surprise.

"Master priest!" Shen Yuhe, Wen Gaoren and others also cheered.

Only Sikong Qinglan was still singing.

"Qinglan, I'm all right, stop." Mu Hanyan looked at Sikong Qinglan, her eyes moist.

At this time, Sikong Qinglan's expression was abnormally haggard, and there was even white hair on the temples. Mu Hanyan's feeling was indeed correct, he was singing with his life, and he seemed to be ten years old.

"It doesn't matter, I can still hold on." Sikong Qinglan managed to squeeze a smile, but when the voice fell, his feet fell soft and fell to the ground.

"Qing Lan!" Mu Hanyan quickly got up and held him in a hand.

Wen Gaoren beside him also stretched out his hand, and then quickly took out a few pills to take him. Sikong Qinglan's face looked better, and he said to Mu Hanyan with concern: "Master, how is your injury? I can hold on for a while."

"All the injuries are healed, thank you, thank you." Mu Hanyan smiled, but finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

Not only Sikong Qinglan, but even Wen Gaoren and Gu Qingyang and others are also very haggard. The whole person seems to be ten years old. The only thing that seems to be less obvious is Ling Baobao and Shen Yuhe, but it is because of them. He was already young.

To make matters worse, in order to save her, the few people not only suffered a great loss of life, but also their cultivation base dropped a lot. How could Mu Hanyan remain unmoved.

"It's okay, as long as the chief priest is okay." Sikong Qinglan showed a shy smile again, and the others were also relieved.

"By the way, how did we get out of trouble?" Mu Hanyan took out the pills and gave them one by one, and then asked curiously.

According to her guess, since the other party had made up their minds to die, they couldn't escape the catastrophe, but they didn't know what happened after she was in a coma.

Everyone's expressions became a little weird.

"It's Duan Chengan." Wen Gaoren said leisurely after a long while.

"It's him, how is this possible?" Mu Hanyan said in surprise. I also understand why everyone looks so weird. Who would have thought that it was Duan Cheng'an who saved them in the end. The key is, even if he really has the strength to repent, how could he have such strength?

"Where is the other person?" Mu Hanyan looked around, did not see Duan Chengan's figure, and then asked again.

"Dead. The formations I used before were the space formations that opened up the little gods. After the last failure, I have not given up my heart. I want to try again, but there are always some shortcomings and I can't find a solution. The law.

However, he did not expect that Duan Chengan had thought of a way, but his method was too demanding for cultivation. He was seriously injured and his strength had fallen to a Tier 1 **** priest. At the moment of completion, his whole body was broken.

Alas, I didn't expect him to be so talented. It's a pity. I also blamed me for teaching no way. Otherwise, how could he do such stupid things, and how could he end up like this. "At the end of the talk, Wen Gaoren was tearful, and his expression was full of self-blame.

"Master Wen, let's mourn by the way." Mu Hanyan comforted with a complicated mood.

Although Duan Chengan has done wrong things, it can be said to be angry and angry, but since everyone is dead, there is no need to hold on to the previous things. Anyway, he finally saved Wen Gaoren and also saved himself and himself. Sikong Qinglan and the others can be regarded as knowing how to return.

In fact, this kind of death is not a relief for Duan Chengan himself, and even the best ending.

Just thinking of his extraordinary talent, Mu Hanyan was somewhat embarrassed. If it wasn't for a while, with Duan Chengan's talent, he might become a legendary priest in the future.

"Where is that old guy?" Mu Hanyan asked. Although she was still a little curious about why the spatial formation could dissolve the opponent's domain power, it was obviously not the time to discuss the formation.

"Dead, blew himself up, no bones left." Wen Gaoren said.

Mu Hanyan frowned, and the other party finally chose to blew himself up, obviously to cover up. Who is he, and who is instigated by him? The only thing Mu Hanyan could think of was the Long Family and the Ou Family, but he couldn't be sure who they were, or the masters the two brought together?

"Is the master priest guessing the origin of the other party?" Wen Gaoren saw what Mu Hanyan was thinking and asked.

"Not bad." Mu Hanyan nodded and said. She is not afraid of the thief stealing, but she is afraid of the thief. She doesn't want to be confused and always calculated in secret.

"If I'm not wrong, it should be from the Ou family. There was a great grandfather in the Ou family named Ou Pingxuan. It was Ou Pingxuan's method." Wen Gaoren said in a deep voice.

After all, after spending so many years in Lingyu City, he also knew a lot about Ou's secrets.