As long as there is a glimmer of hope, Bai Ling will not give up!

If Bai Ling opened her eyes, she would surely be able to see that the Celestial Sword that was still on the ground was slowly floating up at this moment. The smooth blade was still shining like fireflies, and finally gathered together. It turned into a real “firefly”. With a bang, the firefly burrowed into her body instantly just like the words on the handle of the sword.

Bai Ling turned into a luminous body in an instant, and as the “firefly” entered, engraved complex characters flashed with light one by one on her body. These characters were very similar to the word “God” on the hilt of the sword.

The light remaining on the sword body did not disappear, they were all gathered at the tip and hilt of the sword, and the distribution was very even.

“Ah!” Soreness and stinging pain, like countless ants biting, and even tearing pain, even the bones seemed to be broken into pieces, and the skin was torn off her body abruptly. This kind of pain was fundamentally painful. It was not something ordinary people can bear.

No matter how much Bai Ling could endure, this kind of bone-eating pain had reached her limit.

Reflexively opening her eyes, Bai Ling couldn’t believe what she saw? Glowing fireflies? Where did they come from?

—from the sword?

The light on the Heavenly Sword is the same as that firefly, it is getting bigger and bigger, no. . . It’s not a firefly, it’s a word. . . into her pupils?

Bai Ling blinked, it hurts!

What’s going on?

The pain made her unable to think, would she still mutate?

No, don’t get dizzy. . . Under this kind of pain, Bai Ling actually relied on her own willpower to stumble and groan and took a step forward. The sound of contact with the ground could be heard even as she sweated profusely.

And that sword seemed to have a spirituality, following her left and right, still shining with dazzling light.

Bai Ling took three steps, finally only thinking was left, this body didn’t seem to be hers anymore, she leaned against a tree weakly, and slowly slid down, the last moment before she closed her eyes, she saw a handsome face like a god. His face came towards her with an expression of anxiety and fear, and as he approached, the light on the sword illuminated his appearance more clearly.

Bai Ling stretched out her hand with the last of her strength, and it became more and more blurred, “Wen, Ru, Yu.”

Her eyes darkened, as if she had fallen into an endless abyss.

She thought she was either dead or turned into an unconscious zombie.

But why was she still in this state? In total darkness?

Her body is sagging? Could it be that she is going to hell?

Bai Ling smiled bleakly, yes, no matter whether she turned into a zombie or died, she was not alive.

At this moment, Bai Ling felt a ray of light, especially in the darkness, yes. . . firefly.

No, the shining words are right.

They entered her body, they came out of the Celestial Sword!

Bai Ling narrowed her eyes, those fireflies gathered together, and slowly a human figure appeared?

She is still alive?

How else could she explain that she saw all this?

Was it the Celestial Sword that helped her?

No. . . A message suddenly flashed in Bai Ling’s mind – blood! Her blood, for the first time, she was cut by the sword, and she saw her blood fall on the Celestial Sword.

Isn’t the Celestial Sword not stained with any blood? But there was no trace of her blood on the ground.

The blood on the back of her hand was about to be squeezed dry by her just now, and the place where the Celestial Sword fell just happened to receive her blood.