"Taiyi, how about you be my lover?"

The words of Lihua made Zhaoming's heart beat like a drum, and he kept beating wildly, as if he was back to that blue world, everything was so beautiful.

Like, or don't like it, maybe it's just a favorable feeling, or something else...

At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Zhaoming's heart, his heart was surging, and his neck seemed to be petrified. He wanted to nod, but he seemed to be still afraid of something.

Lihua didn't feel this. She raised her hand, clenched her pink fist, and said with excitement: "Let's look back and find a place, and I'll poke you a seventeen or eighteen swords. Maybe one day you will truly be famous in the world or even invincible in the world, and we can also leave some beautiful legends that can rival the Taoist ancestors."

Zhaoming also heard of the Taoist ancestor Hongjun being stabbed and almost died in the past. The legendary Daozu lover who was controlled by the magical power of the Demon Ancestor is Su Yuexin, the former Queen Mother of the Golden.

That sword almost made the Daozu crucified and almost made Queen Mother Jin feel guilty for life.

Fortunately, the Taoist Ancestor defeated the Demon Ancestor and adapted to the Heavenly Dao, which also brought the story to a relatively perfect end.

But poke the seventeen or eighteen swords...the beautiful legend...it's fine, I'm afraid no one will be willing to do things like the former for the sake of the latter.

This so-called lover is actually for this purpose, which is simply absurd.

Zhaoming suddenly felt a throbbing soul, his chest was stuffy, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood surged up again.

This woman's thinking seems to never be able to keep up with her, and her lethality is even more amazing. Houyi put all his strength into it, and she seems to be able to hurt her soul at all times.

Seeing that Zhaoming had no response for a long time, Lihua urged again: "How about it? Do you agree or not!"

"Don't even think about it!" Zhaoming gritted his teeth and spitted out these words.

"Why!" Lihua looked innocent and couldn't understand.

"No reason!"

Zhaoming wanted to fly through the abyss, but as soon as he soared into the air, he felt a sense of powerlessness coming from his body, causing him to stagger and almost fall off the cliff. He stabilized his body, but felt a sense of powerlessness coming out, which was difficult to support. He fell to the ground.

"Ah, are you okay?" Lihua rushed up quickly.

Zhaoming shook his head: "It's okay, but... how can I improve my situation?"

It is really not easy and extremely lucky to be able to save a small life under such circumstances. But at this moment, he really doesn't want to be weak. He needs strength, and the situation of the demon clan also makes him need strength.

"You can only recover slowly!" Lihua shook her head: "Your soul injury is too serious, and I can only help you recover to this level now."

"How long will it take to recover?" Zhaoming asked. He wanted to recover his strength quickly. If the Eastern Prince sent troops to rescue Nuwa, he didn't want to miss it, not only because of the general trend in the world, but also because he promised Prince Qilin that once he had the chance, he would do his best to rescue him.

Prince Qilin entrusted the abbot island to himself, but did not mention this matter again. I think it was because he felt that the matter was prioritized. At that time, the demon clan could not do this. But now it is OK. The demon clan in the Sky Ridge is temporarily safe. If Nuwa can come out, it may be able to improve more.

Lihua shook her head in a little embarrassedly: "Recovery is just to slowly improve, and she cannot recover to the previous situation. You have been injured in your soul, and my current ability can only do this. Even if you fully recover, you can only use your previous strength at most 70%."

Seventy percent, Zhaoming clenched his fists and felt extremely uncomfortable. It is hard to explain.

He desires strength, because only when he is strong can he be qualified to choose his future independently.

He hated the weak because of such a person, he did not even have the freedom to choose how to die.

Now that the injury is so terrible, it is not only a temporary reduction in combat effectiveness. It may also affect one's own practice and make the possibility of further development quite small.

This is a troublesome thing. Zhaoming was a little confused. After a long time, he asked, "Is there really no way?"

"That's not true!" Lihua shook her head, stretched out a finger to her lower lip, as if she was thinking about something. After thinking for a while, she spoke: "If there was a Nine-Turn Golden Pill, there was no need to say more."

Nine-Turning Golden Pill... Zhaoming shook his head helplessly. Sun Jiuyang had already said that several key materials in the Nine-Turning Golden Pill have disappeared from the world and can never be found again.

The refining of the destiny pill is like creating the world and creating the world. No medicine can be missing or replaced. The lack and extinction of materials means that the world's number one pill can no longer be refined.

If you need this pill to recover, it is equivalent to verdicting that you will never have a chance to recover.

Seeing Zhaoming's expression dim, Lihua quickly said, "Don't worry, besides the Nine-Turn Golden Pill, there is still a chance. Zuzhou's immortal fruit is about to mature. The main thing to restore souls in the Nine-Turn Golden Pill is this medicine. If I can grab this fruit, I can completely recover you."

Immortal Fruit... Zhaoming's eyes immediately recovered a lot of divine lights, and his eyes looking at Lihua became a little surprised: "Is what I said true?"

If you want to fight for the immortal fruit in Zuzhou, it will inevitably be a battle between dragons and tigers, and even an immortal king will take action.

When Zhaoming is not afraid, as long as there is still a chance, he will have hope and even win the greatest hope.

Lihua nodded and said with dissatisfaction: "Of course, you still doubt me! In fact, the purpose of my visit to the prehistoric continent was to find you and Sun Jiuyang to go to Zuzhou to find opportunities to grab the Immortal Fruit, but I didn't know that that guy was not with you!"

So that's it. Zhaoming suddenly realized that no wonder Lihua and Sun Jiuyang were very dissatisfied with their appetite, but when they saw him, they took the initiative to ask him.

"Oh, it's annoying!" Lihua said dejectedly: "I originally wanted to rush for the Immortal Fruit, and I'm practicing elixirs, but now it seems that I can only rush to use it for you."

It seemed reluctant, but Zhaoming felt warm. No matter what the other party had done to him, he was indeed very concerned about his own safety.

"How long will it take?"

Li Hua pondered and calculated for a moment before she said with no certainty: "It should be three months left."

"What are you waiting for!" Zhao Mingqiang took a breath and stood up: "Let's go now, and you can't take the lead."

The Lord of the Ancestral Island is the Immortal Immortal King, the top Immortal King. Under normal circumstances, I probably wouldn't have any chance. But in the past, when Qixia Island fought, the Immortal Immortal King coveted the divine objects and was seriously injured by Zhao Lei. Now I think I haven't replied yet, it's the opportunity.

"Your situation..."

Zhaoming shook his head indifferently: "You took me to rush, and I recovered as I walked on the road!"

How powerful is Lihua? She doesn't know. But as of that day, there were Houyi, Xiangzhou, Bai Qiu and others, and so many witch clan troops. Since she could take her to escape here with her and not let the witch clan discover it for so long, she thought she would have the ability to take her on the way.

Seeing Zhaoming insisting, he knew that he wanted to recover, and Lihua did not persuade him anymore, so he cleaned up. He took Zhaoming on the way.

The place where the two were indeed Zhaoming guessed was the True Dragon Leader, which was quite far from the front line of Kunlun Mountain. Because of the legend of the Taoist ancestor, the witch clan generally did not approach the Burial Dao Peak. Only some witch couples would come secretly, hoping to pray for a good marriage.

Fortunately, Li Hua found this place. If it were other places, she would have been found by the witch clan.

Li Hua's methods were incredible, and she didn't know what magical powers she had used. It covered the two of them with a white film like fog.

This fog film not only isolated the aura of the two, but also felt a sense of invisibility. She passed by two witch tribes in the Taiyi Jinxian realm several times. The two seemed to have not seen each other and continued on their own.

When asked what method it was, Li Hua was just talking about her own method, which was unique.

Along the way, the Wu clan's men and horses approached the Kunlun Mountain Front. Although there was no such thing as the Witch, it was enough to show the Witch clan's attention to Nuwa's affairs.

After the Battle of Taishan, the high priest of the Witch Clan was seriously injured because he forcibly broke the Zhoutian Star Dou formation. No one knows whether he recovered.

That day, the Dong Prince himself was there, so he naturally knew it.

Judging from the current situation, the witch clan should have determined that the Eastern Prince Guild had started a war. He had not agreed at this moment. Maybe he was waiting for something, or he wanted to fight for something.

No matter what, I must recover quickly. Even if I can't catch up with this war, I must have enough strength to deal with the trend of the world that comes one after another.

Lihua's speed was slightly less than that of her own urging the Pear Xian Step to rush, but it was not slower. In less than half a month, the two of them had already arrived at the shore of the West Sea.

Among the witch clan, except for the Xiang family, other tribes do not like water, so the population along the coast is relatively sparse.

As soon as I entered the sea area, I had not walked far away, and even the horizon was still in my sight, I felt that the energy of the heaven and earth ahead was extremely abnormal, as if it was undercurrents and wild waves, all rushing towards a certain place.

Even the sea became extremely violent and the waves were swaying.

There was a battle ahead. Zhaoming was about to persuade Lihua, who was eager to try, to take a detour when he suddenly felt a familiar breath and hurriedly urged: "Come and take a look!"

At this moment, my soul was damaged, and even my spiritual consciousness was not as sensitive as usual.

Lihua already had the intention of watching the fun, so she didn't even think too much, so she hurriedly took Zhaoming to sneak over.

When he walked forward, he saw blood rising into the sky, a blood-colored demon sword stirring the ocean, roaring in the sky, and the evil Buddha of blood pressured the world. It was indeed Shura.

The battle here has come to an end, and Shura's breath is also unstable, and he seems to have suffered some injuries.

With one sword, he killed the last few witch tribes. The Blood Shadow's sword shook and turned into a bloody light and directly rushed towards Zhaoming and Lihua's hidden place.

"Ah, I've been discovered!"

Lihua exclaimed and was about to take action. Zhaoming hurriedly grabbed her and activated the fire escape technique. This stroke flashed through and flew out of the white membrane. At the same time, he shouted loudly: "Shura, it's me!"

"Do you know me?" Lihua asked in surprise.

"My brother!"

"Your brother?"

"Yes, my brother, his name is..." Zhaoming was about to introduce it, but suddenly he felt that it would be better not to let Lihua know, so he quickly changed his words and said, "His name is Taier!"
Chapter completed!