Chapter 718 Here is the Origin of All Souls

   "This is very difficult to handle. It is a wound, the road is ruthless, and the will of heaven is like a sword. This is the gods who want him to die, how can he escape?"

  Xian's tone is very solemn, and the doctor can treat only skin injuries. The injuries caused by this great road of heaven and earth can be said to be insoluble.

"As an outsider, he should be very clear about his own situation. If he left this continent earlier, he wouldn't be what he is now. He stayed here forcibly, it's just dying. Know us. The Qinglian Continent is different from any continent in the Three Thousand Spiritual Realms. This is the source of all spirits."

   "They said they were leaving before, but he just appeared in the soul world..."

Feng Qianwei was full of doubts, why didn't he leave in time?

  Is there something in this soul world that is more important than his life?

  Looking at how he was now on the verge of fragmentation, she was really panicked. She has seen all kinds of patients, and she has always been calm and calm, but at this moment, she can't suppress the panic in her heart.

  She is afraid, afraid that she will not be able to return to heaven, afraid that she will not be able to save him.

  This kind of fear came too suddenly, and she clenched her fingers tightly, not wanting to show it.

  She is used to her emotions and anger, even if there are no others here, she still tries to keep her appearance calm.

   "Don't talk about those useless, just tell me, is there any way?"

  Feng Qianwei's previous medical knowledge is useless now.

  She is a mortal body, how can she fight the sky?

   "There is no way."

  Xian hesitated for a moment, and finally replied.

   "Can't even help you?"

  Feng Qianwei's heart seemed to be taken out suddenly, she didn't know why she was so accustomed to seeing her life and death, she felt so heartbroken at this moment.

  She took a deep breath and tried to calm her heart down, but her body was still trembling slightly.

  She never thought that there would be such a scene. The guy who laughed and scolded with her not long ago was as quiet as death at this moment.

   "I'm just a small tool, not the goddess of creation. Where is omnipotent? Master, you exalt me ​​too much."

  Xian also had to admit that his abilities were limited, even if he was the head of the sacred tool, he was just a tool after all.

  "Master, he can't last long. After all, he is not a person in this world and does not have the original power here. If it is not for the holy artifacts to protect him, his situation is probably worse, and even the current situation can't be maintained."

   "The original power! Is it the power of the lotus soul?"

Feng Qianwei asked immediately.

   "Yes, except for the aborigines of this continent, outsiders do not have the power of lotus soul."

  Xian replied affirmatively.

   "He doesn't have one, but I do. I can give him the power of my lotus soul!"

  A purple sky lotus floated in Feng Qianwei's palm, pouring the power of her lotus soul into his body.

  The strands of lotus soul power were like spring water moisturizing his dry body, enveloping him.

  As the power of the lotus soul poured in, the cracks on his body gradually disappeared. There was joy in Feng Qianwei's eyes, but before she was happy for long, her lotus soul power faded. It was like sand that couldn't be grasped by the hand, flowing from the gap between the fingers, and the wound on his body appeared again.

"Master, it's useless to do this. Your power doesn't blend with him. You can only stay for a short time, and you can't persist until the wound is healed. The power of your lotus soul can only be multi-dimensional for a period of time, not for a long time. count."

  Xian said.

   "Even if it is not a long-term solution, as long as it can make him live for a while, it will be a profit."

  Feng Qianwei's eyes are firm.

  (End of this chapter)