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Liang Yi had a headache. He thought that after such a long time, and being suppressed by the Heaven-Biding Coffin, his strength should have weakened to the limit, but he didn't expect that it was still so strong.

"Senior brother, let me help you!" A gentle and powerful sword intention came from Liang Yi's back, like a powerful shot of cardiotonic injection, and Liang Yi instantly became lively again.

Uncle Orange, who was watching the show on the side, sighed helplessly, opened his big mouth, and inhaled a little bit of the strange law of forgetfulness.

Before he could practice the Law of Transformation, inhaling these things would still give him some stomachaches, but his retreat in the past few days allowed him to successfully solve this problem.

With the addition of Junior Sister and Uncle Ju, the pressure on Liang Yi has been reduced drastically, but this is not enough.

Liang Yi gritted his teeth and directly used his experience to raise Dao Wuya to the sixth level.

Kung Fu is the foundation of spiritual practice. As long as the Kung Fu is improved, everything you master will be improved to varying degrees.

The mysterious and mysterious Dao aura rose, and Ying Xi was surprised to find that Liang Yi seemed to have made a breakthrough again.

Such examples of enlightenment under terrifying pressure are not uncommon, but rarely are they so big.

Even Zhou Zhukong, who was watching the show with a ray of consciousness, was amazed. Chen Hua and his two apprentices are quite good. If they really wanted to compare, there were so many talented people at Xuan Zhou that none of them could compare with.

Passed both of them.

Now it's not that he doesn't take action, but Chen Hua has deliberately reminded him that he needs to train these two juniors more. So as long as his life is not in danger, Zhou Zhukong has no intention of taking action.

And from his perspective, it was a bit remarkable that the special sword intention used by Liang Yi could completely overcome the power of the abyss.

While Zhou Zhukong was still thinking about it, Liang Yi had completely finished the work. Although the power was powerful, it was nothing more than water without a source. With the combined efforts of Liang Yi and the three of them, it was finally

He was helpless and was completely pulled out of Zhou Wudao's body.

And when that ray of power completely disappeared, a stream of light flashed out of the void, fell straight into Zhou Wudao's mouth and melted away.

The unparalleled spiritual power was so great that the strong fragrance of medicine instantly filled the entire hall, shocking the exhausted Liang Yi and Su Youyi who were resting at the moment. Their physical fatigue was instantly removed, and their spiritual power, which had almost bottomed out, was restored.

Return to normal.

"Is this... an elixir?" Uncle Ju just smelled it and judged that these eight achievements were first-grade elixirs.

"Yes, this is indeed the only elixir left in the Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty, the Great Sun and Heavenly Pill!" Ying Xi nodded and did not deny it.

"The elixir has always been hidden in the void around His Highness the First Prince. It must be taken at the moment when the First Prince has hope of healing."

Liang Yi and Su Youyi looked at Zhou Wudao with some curiosity. They had never seen what the elixir looked like.

I saw that the bowl-sized wound on Zhou Wudao's chest was slowly squirming, tiny blood vessels were growing, and flesh and blood began to cover it. After just a few breaths, the wound was no different from normal flesh except that it had no clothes.

And it's not just a simple physical healing, even the injuries on the soul are beginning to recover. Not only was Zhou Wudao's body severely injured before, but his soul was also shaken to cracks. If the sky-shielding coffin hadn't been used in time, the soul would have shattered into pieces.

At that time, even taking a bottle of elixir was powerless.

Zhou Wudao's body, which was originally like an ice sculpture, suddenly trembled slightly.

This is like a signal, followed by breathing. When the breathing starts again, it means that Zhou Wudao has been pulled back from the gate of hell.

"Ding! Congratulations on completing the mission [Abyss Mystery Cloud]!"

"Congratulations on getting the mission reward: 3 million experience points, partial control of the black market of Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty, Shuyue Spiritual Liquid, and 300 favorability of Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty!"

"Huh!" Liang Yi let out a long sigh of relief, the task was finally completed.

"By the way, do you still have the artistic conception you just swallowed?" Looking at Zhou Wudao, whose breathing gradually stabilized and signs of life reappeared, Zhou Zhukong nodded with satisfaction. But then the conversation changed and he asked

Uncle Tachibana is licking his fur at the side.

"Well, there's still a little bit of meow!" Uncle Orange was a little puzzled, but he still slowly spit out an invisible wave from his mouth.

Zhou Diyuan's physical body in the study room stretched out his hand, grabbed the artistic conception carrying the power of the abyss that wanted to escape, and threw it into a specially made container of magic weapon.

Mobei is currently fighting a fierce battle with the abyss. This artistic conception that can eliminate the sense of existence of others can also eliminate the sense of one's own existence.

According to the Zen abbot, countless monks have suffered inexplicable sneak attacks, and the other party used this power close to the law to disguise themselves.

Now that I have the sample, I can study it carefully.

"Um...is this...Xuanzhou Palace?" A weak voice full of doubts sounded. Zhou Wudao stood up unsteadily with his left hand and looked around with confused eyes.

"Your Highness, do you still remember what happened before you fell into coma?" He commanded the palace maid to bring a few refreshing cups of royal tribute tea.

After Zhou Wudao saw the tea, he felt his mouth was dry and his body's spiritual energy was empty, just like after a big battle.

"Gudong, Gudong!" After drinking down the cup of tea in one gulp, Zhou Wudao's chaotic memory finally recovered, and the previously broken memory fragments were pieced together bit by bit.

"I encountered a huge thick fog after entering the Zixiaohuangji Secret Realm before, but because of my special mind, I luckily stayed awake." Zhou Wudao put his forehead with one hand and spoke very slowly, as if he was reminiscing.

It's like talking a little bit.

"When I wanted to find Ke Mengzhan and He Zhiqing, I met a man in black robes. But before I could ask, the man directly attacked me." Zhou Wudao shook his head, looking a little confused.

pain,

"I never expected that enemies from the eighth realm would appear in the secret realm, but my vision went dark, and when I woke up it was now."

Zhou Wudao's words were very brief, but they slightly solved everyone's confusion.

Liang Yi somewhat guessed who the man in black robes was. He was probably the one the master had wounded from the air.

"Can someone tell me what happened?" Zhou Wudao blinked. He was literally closing and opening his eyes now. He didn't know how much time had passed.

I just woke up now, and my mind is still a mess.

"It's a long story." Ying Xi said slowly at this time. Warm reminder: Press the Enter key to return to the book list, press the key to return to the previous page, press the key to enter the next page, and add a bookmark so that you can continue next time
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