Wu Lie was trembling all over as he looked at Taishang Ninth Elder, who had only half of his body left and was severely injured. His face turned pale and he said: "Old...Old Jiu, that kid...is dead??" "It should be dead...but I'm still alive."
There was no time to crush his soul." Taishang Ninth Elder whispered, looking at the empty right half of his body, he took a breath of cold air and said: "We will talk about the rest later, I will go and recover first, that person's attack
It contains certain rules and cannot be directly
Then resume."
"Wait... Lao... Lao Jiu... go and collect... clean up, we... have to go out... to avoid... to avoid... the limelight!"
…
Holy Mountain Ancestral Land.
A middle-aged man with a burly build and a sturdy back was holding a huge wine bottle, lying on a giant peak, looking up at the vast sea of clouds.
What is surprising is that this middle-aged man has a three-color "king" character between his eyebrows, and his long hair is also in three colors. The whole person looks very mysterious and unfathomable.
This burly man is none other than a three-color giant tiger.
Since Qin Yu left, Young Emperor Hao also entered seclusion. Only then did the three-color giant tiger have the leisure to drink wine here.
"No wonder the ancestors liked drinking in the past... This wine... is indeed wonderful." The three-color giant tiger murmured to himself, with a blur in his eyes. Obviously, the Tiger King, who did not drink often, was already a little drunk.
.
"Tiger King!"
At this moment, a cold voice sounded, and a middle-aged man in black robe appeared in front of the three-color giant tiger.
The three-color giant tiger raised his head drunkenly, glanced at the middle-aged man in black robe in front of him, and said: "Little Eagle, what's the matter?"
"Tiger King... something happened to the boy you asked me to protect..." The man in black robe looked a little stiff, secretly glanced at the three-color giant tiger, and whispered.
"What happened?" The three-color giant tiger asked in confusion. "Someone attacked that boy... he took my claws. He should have been injured and ran away, but that boy... disappeared." The man in black robe whispered, leaving his shoulder.
Looking at the drunken three-color giant tiger, he quickly added: "I checked and found that the boy was not taken away by a sneak attacker, more like...
Entered into a certain world."
"If you're gone, you're gone. As long as you're not dead...just retreat." The three-color giant tiger waved his hand and said.
"Yes, King Tiger." The man in black robe breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and disappeared.
The three-color giant tiger picked up the jug, raised his head to the beetle, and drank. He drank the whole jug of wine in one breath. The three-color giant tiger slammed the jug to the ground, his face flushed, and his eyes were drunk and he shouted: "It's so good."
!!”
As he said that, the three-color giant tiger took out another large pot of wine. Just as he tore the seal, he suddenly thought of something: "By the way, who did I...my king...let Xiaoying protect?"
"Never mind...as long as the Young Emperor...is fine...that's fine!" The three-color giant tiger picked up the wine flask again and started drinking.
…
When Qin Yu regained some consciousness, he only felt that his body was being torn apart alive. The intense pain rushed into his heart like a torrent, making him almost faint again.
Holding back the severe pain, Qin Yu executed the Nine Tribulations Indestructible Holy Body Art, and a steady stream of vitality poured out of the mark of the sky, rushing into his whole body.
Half a day later.
Qin Yu wanted to sit up, but found that his hands seemed out of control.
In doubt, Qin Yu raised his head, and when he saw his appearance, his face instantly became stiff.
The situation at this time was terrible. His hands had been shattered, and the coffin lid was erected on his chest. The ribs that Qin Yu was proud of, the basalt bones, had long been reduced to pieces. Even the purple and gold sacred dragon inverse scales engraved on it had been shattered.
The patterned spine was also forcibly blasted into bone fragments.
What made Qin Yu even more breathless was that the coffin lid hit his chest and cut off half of his Dantian. He was almost just a hair away from smashing the Thunder Punishment Immortal Infant, Soul Morality and Physical Immortal Infant into smithereens.
Once that happens, Qin Yu will definitely lose his mind.
"Are you trying to kill me?" Qin Yu looked at the miserable condition of his body, and a hint of ferocity appeared on his pale face.
Carefully recalling the sense of death crisis, Qin Yu was almost certain that the person who took action was probably the Ninth Elder of Taishang. In the Jidao Holy Sect, he was the one who almost took him away. If Lu Qilin hadn't stopped him, then
At this time, Qin Yu was ready to use Heaven's decree.
But I didn't expect that the Ninth Elder Taishang had been lurking in secret!
Recalling the roar of the beast, Qin Yu roughly guessed that Young Emperor Hao had sent the ferocious beast warriors from the Holy Mountain ancestral land to follow him. If not, he would have been doomed this time, and would have died on the spot even if there was a decree from heaven!
Thinking of this, Qin Yu's eyes became extremely gloomy, and he murmured to himself: "Wu Lie, if I don't avenge this revenge, I, Qin Yu, will never be a human being!!"
Although it was definitely the Ninth Elder Taishang, Qin Yu knew that this must be Wu Lie’s instruction!
After taking a deep breath, Qin Yu looked around, wanting to call someone out for help, but what surprised Qin Yu was that he was in a dark world, surrounded by many corpses, and a smell of decay assaulted his nostrils.
"This is not the ancestral land of the Holy Mountain??" Qin Yu's expression changed drastically. He thought he had returned to the ancestral land of the Holy Mountain, but the scene here was definitely not the ancestral land of the Holy Mountain.
"What is this place? Could it be Wu Lie..." Qin Yu wanted to sit up, but his upper body was almost shattered and he could only move above his neck.
"No, if it had fallen into Wu Lie's hands, his soul would have been gone." Qin Yu thought to himself, turning his head and looking around. When he saw countless corpses around him, Qin Yu vaguely guessed something.
Carefully recalling the memory before fainting, Qin Yu narrowed his eyes and murmured to himself: "Could this be a secret realm in the ruins? Did the Ninth Elder blast himself into the secret realm in the ruins?"
"That's not right. I have searched this ruins carefully, and there is absolutely nothing unusual about it. But if not, where is this place?" Qin Yu pondered, took a deep breath, suppressed all the thoughts in his heart, and wrapped his consciousness around it.
The coffin lid is stored in Naxu Ring.
Afterwards, Qin Yu started to meditate and recover by running the Nine Tribulations Immortal Holy Body Art.
Although this body is almost dead, the vitality in Qin Yu's body is so majestic that it is healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Three days later.
Qin Yu's body had fully recovered and he sat up. Looking inside, Qin Yu's face was stiff. Although his physical body seemed to have recovered, the damage caused by the coffin lid was difficult to recover, especially the basalt bones and spinal bones. Compared with the original
Fragile.
The spinal bones, which originally contained the power of the Yaizhen Dragon Sword, were directly blasted to pieces by the coffin lid, and even a trace of the power of the Dragon Sword was gone!
"Let's find out where this place is first." Qin Yu sighed and took out a top-notch healing elixir obtained from the Jidao Holy Sect. After swallowing it, he continued to meditate and recover.
Half a day later.
Qin Yu opened his eyes, stood up slowly, looked around at the mountains of corpses, and after careful inspection, he found that most of the bones were incomplete, as if they had experienced a shocking battle during his lifetime. "Is this an ancient battlefield?
