Ye Chen said: "Well, the cold poison in your body is indeed difficult. To resolve it, you need to inject the pure yang spiritual energy that reaches the firm and the yang."

"Injected pure yang spiritual energy?" Ling Qingya thought wrongly when she heard this and said angrily, "What do you want to do? Do you dare to have any dirty thoughts about me? I will kill you immediately!"

Ye Chen suddenly felt a little angry and said, "What are you thinking about?"

He took out the Heavenly Emperor Sword, "What I said was to inject pure yang spiritual energy, not what you thought."

"My sword is full of pure yang spirit. You insert this sword into your body and first reconcile the breath of cold poison, and I will further heal you."

Ye Chen's Heavenly Emperor Sword melted into the Yantian Spear and the Creation Dao Fruit. The pure yang spiritual energy is very strong, and the fire is hot enough to relieve Ling Qingya's Bingxiao Dragon Poison.

"You want me to insert this sword into my body?"

"You want to harm me?"

Ling Qingya was even more angry. The Heavenly Emperor sword was extremely sharp. If it was inserted directly into the body, it would probably hurt the origin of her avenue.

"Only in this method, your cold and poisonous crux is stubborn, and you must pay a price to resolve and treat it." Ye Chen said.

Ling Qingya had a gloomy face and calculated the good and bad luck with her fingers. She found that the key to her desire to drive away poison was really this sword.

"snort!"

"Well, I believe you once, you can do it."

"If you can't cure me, I will use your sword to cut off your head!"

Ling Qingya's tone was stern, but she let go of her own body protection light and lifted all the laws of protection.

When Ye Chen saw Ling Qingya lifting her defense, he said, "Then I will start."

Ling Qingya snorted, turned her head and did not answer.

Seeing that she did not resist and stopped talking nonsense, Ye Chen grabbed the Emperor's Sword and gently stabbed her lower abdomen.

His Heavenly Emperor Sword is very sharp, but he can't even penetrate Ling Qingya's body with one stab. Although Ling Qingya has lifted her defense, she is a strong man who is comparable to the Heavenly Dao after all, and her body is very strong, and Ye Chen's Heavenly Emperor Sword cannot be inserted at once.

"Occursed!"

Ye Chen took a deep breath, grabbed Ling Qingya's shoulder with his left hand, and stabbed her with his right hand hard. With a puff, he stabbed the Emperor's sword into Ling Qingya's lower abdomen. The tip of the sword pierced through his lower abdomen, and the back was exposed, carrying blood.

“Um…”

Ling Qingya groaned, and felt a sharp pain coming from her lower abdomen, accompanied by a hot magma and sun-like breath.

This is the pure yang spiritual energy contained in the Heavenly Emperor Sword. It exploded quickly and exploded into the meridians around her. In the sharp and severe pain, Ling Qingya felt relieved again. The cold poison in her body was constantly resolved under the erosion of the pure yang spiritual energy.

"Fairy, how are you?"

Ye Chen looked at Ling Qingya's face, with a painful and happy expression.

Ling Qingya didn't speak, her lower abdomen was in severe pain, and she became weak and fell directly into Ye Chen's arms.

Ye Chen's mind blew, and when he looked at her beautiful face, he thought of the beautiful god.

Ling Qingya raised her eyes slightly and finally touched Ye Chen's gaze. The two of them met and sparked like lightning.

In a trance, Ye Chen's brain rotated, and he felt a dreamy and confused, and soon fell into the boundless dark fantasy.

In the darkness, wisps of hazy streaming light intertwined like silk threads, gradually gathering into a tall and holy goddess figure.

This goddess, the sun, moon and stars roam around her, and endless streams of light woven into a dress on her body. She picks flowing clouds as her clothes, collects stars as crowns, and holds the sun and moon as a staff.

Ye Chen had never seen this goddess before, but now he saw it, an idea broke out in his mind:

Remembering the ancestors!

The Queen of Stream!

This goddess is the Sixth Patriarch's memory, the controller of the memory law, and the Queen of the Liuguang!

"Save me, Lord of Reincarnation..."

In a daze, Ye Chen heard a hazy sound, which was the sound made by the Queen of Streamlight.
Chapter completed!