boom!
At that moment, a deafening roar suddenly resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
Luo Wuqing and the Queen Mother of the West looked over and saw that the golden emperor's phantom behind Ning Tian had begun to gradually dissipate.
The illusory image of the Heavenly Emperor is about to have its five-minute usage period expire.
Ning Tian's body was visibly swaying, but he gritted his teeth to stay awake.
Excessive blood loss, coupled with nearly broken bones, almost caused him to faint several times, but he persevered.
Gritting his teeth.
Take a step.
The gradually shattering phantom of the Great Emperor behind him also followed him, making the same movements.
"Ning Tian..."
Seeing this, Luo Wuqing didn't understand what he was doing, but she felt extremely heartbroken.
This guy... is really...
The Queen Mother of the West remained silent; Ning Tian's unwavering resolve moved her.
She had seen far too many outstanding talents, but Ning Tian was the only one who truly moved her.
At this moment, the two emperors' gazes fell on Ning Tian, watching his every move.
Ning Tian walked to the corpse of the Spirit Feather Sparrow. The illusory figure of the Great Emperor bent down and picked it up. His gaze was fixed on a distant mountain.
With a slight raise of his hand, he cleaved a mountain in two!
Boom!
The entire mountain range was trembling.
When the mountain range opened, Ning Tian controlled the illusory image of the Great Emperor and used his last strength to bury the Spirit Feather Sparrow into the mountain range, and then merged the mountains together!
Click!
A shattering sound rang out, and the illusory image of the Great Emperor behind Ning Tian dissipated into specks of golden light.
Using the mountain as a tomb was the final resting place Ning Tian had envisioned for Ling Yuque.
Seeing this scene, Luo Wuqing sighed softly. Ling Yuque died to save Ning Tian, and Ning Tian would remember this kindness.
This also proves that Luo Wuqing did not choose the wrong person!
Those who are compassionate and righteous, and who remember kindness in their hearts, always go very far on the path of cultivation!
As the illusory image of the Great Emperor dissipated, the intense pain and weakness that Ning Tian had been suppressing within him instantly overwhelmed him, and he could no longer hold on and collapsed.
"Damn it..."
"I'm dizzy again..."
Ning Tian's lips curled into a bitter smile; these were his last thoughts before losing consciousness.
Just as he was about to fall to the ground, a fragrant breeze wafted over, and he collapsed into a soft embrace.
"Ning Tian?"
Luo Wuqing supported Ning Tian, a hint of nervousness flashing in her beautiful eyes.
"Put him on that rock over there." At this moment, the Queen Mother of the West walked over, glanced at Ning Tian with a solemn expression, and then said to Luo Wuqing.
"......"
Upon hearing this, Luo Wuqing paused for a moment, then nodded.
Don't worry.
The Queen Mother of the West put away her bamboo flute and replaced it with a green jade flute. "Perhaps I am not as strong as you in combat, but I am confident in my medical skills."
"Um."
Luo Wuqing nodded silently and carefully placed Ning Tian on the stone surface.
Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Ning Tian the entire time.
That worried look instantly softened.
Unfortunately, Ning Tian could only enjoy this tenderness when he was unconscious.
Seeing her like this, the Queen Mother of the West couldn't help but sigh, it seems that Ning Tian has truly entered Luo Wuqing's heart.
She then sighed softly and looked at the jade flute in her hand.
She has many flutes, but each one represents a different musical philosophy and has a different function.
Previously, the purple flute was used, and the sound of the flute was used to describe the trapped formation!
And now, it is the jade flute and the joy of life!
The Queen Mother of the West walked up to Ning Tian. At this moment, Luo Wuqing had already taken out a handkerchief and cleaned the bloodstains off his face.
"I'm about to begin."
The Queen Mother of the West spoke.
Luo Wuqing nodded, and Yingying stood up and took a step back.
But her gaze remained fixed on Ning Tian.
"call..."
The Queen Mother of the West took a deep breath, then placed the jade flute on her red lips, and then a whole celestial melody began to play.
Accompanied by celestial music, streaks of green light appeared on Ning Tian's body.
That is the vibrant light of life's joy.
Brilliant green light continuously fell upon Ning Tian, beginning to heal his wounds.
Luo Wuqing watched this scene intently, and at this moment, the Empress's palms were faintly sweaty.
She knew all too well how serious Ning Tian's injuries were.
Luo Wuqing felt a pang of self-reproach.
She had already hidden another formation within the array that Ning Tian was using to control the Heavenly Mirror—the Space Transfer Array!
She could sense Ning Tian's life being in danger immediately!
However, despite this.
Ning Tian was still seriously injured.
The sound of the flute was desolate, and the ever-gathering light of life surged into Ning Tian's body.
A long time passed.
The music stopped, and the Queen Mother of the West put down her jade flute, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a hint of seriousness flashed in her eyes.
"how's it going?"
There was a hint of anxiety in Luo Wuqing's voice as she looked nervously at the Queen Mother of the West.
"The external wounds are almost healed, but the internal injuries..."
The Queen Mother of the West shook her head and sighed, "My joy of life can never be integrated into his body."
Upon hearing this, Luo Wuqing fell silent, her jade-like hands clenched into fists as she looked at Ning Tian.
She already had a plan in mind.
As long as Ning Tian can be cured, what does it matter if we travel through the Three Heavens and the Nine Spirit Realms?
"However, I do know a way that might save him."
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