The Xueying long knife that Qin Changan had planted on the ground suddenly turned into an afterimage and disappeared on the spot, and with lightning speed, it penetrated into the remaining flesh of Yongzhu.
Buzz buzz!
The long knife vibrated, and the huge body of flesh seemed to come alive at this moment. It was swallowed up by Xueying's long knife and rolled into the knife body. With the influx of flesh and blood, a light white frost covered the entire handle.
On the blade body.
"This knife can swallow flesh and blood?"
The black and white elders saw that the huge flesh and blood body was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, with a look of surprise in their eyes. This was the first time they had encountered such a thing as weapons devouring flesh and blood.
Then they both looked at Qin Changan.
Even Situ Wenyao, who was about to heal his wounds, was attracted by this movement and also looked at Qin Changan.
"If I said that I don't know what's going on, would you believe me?"
Qin Changan spread his hands with a wry smile on his face.
He even had some doubts about whether it was a good thing that he had used this knife before, mainly because the behavior of this knife seemed a little too evil.
Both Situ Wenyao and Elder Black and White showed a hint of disdain on their faces. Isn't it just a strange weapon?
They just want to understand the situation, which is too stingy.
Although Yongzhu's body was huge, it was completely absorbed by Xueying's sword in less than twenty breaths, and then returned to Qin Changan's side with a wave of frost.
The tip of the knife was inserted three inches into the ground, and the whole body was covered with white frost, as if it were a solid body surrounding the blade, with even more sharpness hidden within it.
Vibrating slightly, a white spiritual power wrapped around Qin Changan's arm, and then poured into his body's meridians, rushing towards the spiritual source.
"This is……"
Qin Changan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked inside his body, feeling that the white spiritual power entered the spiritual source and circulated around before being transformed into the purest power of the sea of blood.
Is Xueying's sword body feeding back spiritual power to herself?
Qin Changan's expression was shocked, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes. He glanced at the Xueying sword in front of him with complicated eyes.
Then he took a deep breath and began to run the Xiaoying Tianjing with all his strength. While refining the elixir, he also refined the spiritual power that Xueying's sword fed back into his body.
This spiritual power is extremely pure and does not require any refining at all. It just rotates in the meridians and returns to the blood sea to become the power of the blood sea.
After Situ Wenyao glanced at Qin Changan and Xueying's sword with a strange expression, he also began to swallow pills to restore his spiritual power and repair the injuries in his body.
Elder Black and White did not heal his wounds, but looked nervously at his surroundings.
In the past, Yongzhu was so powerful and had the power of the Kaitian Palace realm that the strong men around him did not dare to move, but now the situation is different.
The strongest among their group was only at the ninth level of the Spiritual Hero Realm, and all of them were seriously injured. The chance of finding the Wind and Thunder Drum from them was much greater than that from Yongzhu.
Among the mountains and dense forests, the eyes of many strong men looking at Situ Wenyao and his group were gradually changing, but there was still a trace of struggle on their faces.
Moreover, Situ Wenyao is the second prince, and once he takes action, he will definitely become a wanted criminal in the Liyang Dynasty.
But while everyone was hesitating, there was a strong person in the crowd who had secretly made a decision and quietly left the crowd and disappeared into the dense forest behind.
An hour later, Qin Changan and Situ Wenyao woke up one after another, and Elder Black and White immediately began to restore spiritual power and nurse physical injuries.
Feeling the blazing gazes of countless strong men in the dense forest, the two people's faces gradually darkened. The situation became more complicated. Situ Wenyao's identity could no longer suppress these greedy guys.
"Your Highness, is there anyone outside to meet us?"
Qin Changan looked at Situ Wenyao. Several people who had been with him before were gone, leaving only the black and white elders. It was most likely that Situ Wenyao had sent people to move reinforcements in advance.
"I really want to tell me that there is someone outside to help me, but actually I came out in a hurry this time. Even the royal family didn't know that I came to Northern Xinjiang, so we can only rely on ourselves."
Situ Wenyao shook his head. He came to Northern Xinjiang this time to solve the follow-up matters of the North Dao Shrine. He did not come for this secret realm, and he did not know that he would gain such a big harvest here.
"Then you have to pray hard. I hope your reputation can scare these guys for a while. Otherwise, let alone the imperial capital, whether we can get out of this secret realm is a problem."
He has never looked down upon these casual cultivators. Although these guys may not be high-level and not very strong, many of them are desperadoes who risk their lives.
Facing such a person is simply more difficult than facing a strong person who is several levels higher than yourself.
How can I kill you? It is extremely difficult to deal with.
Qin Changan slowly raised his head and looked at the Thunder Fire Palace high in the sky, his eyes deep and thoughtful.
The palace below contains treasures such as wind and thunder drums. The palace above should also contain treasures of this level, right?
"Don't even think about the treasure above. If it hadn't been for the fact that Yongzhu had wiped out most of the power on the Wind and Thunder Drum, it would have been impossible for us to get it. Even a strong man in the realm of Kaitian Palace was severely damaged by this force. Do you think we can contain it?
live?"
Situ Wenyao also looked up and gently touched the bracelet on his wrist, which was his space magic weapon, with the wind and thunder drum lying inside.
Qin Changan did not reply to him, and his eyes slowly moved to the Thunder Fire Golden Eagle floating in the thunder sea. The gorgeous fire feathers shone brightly, and the thunderous eyes above his head were sharp.
The whole body exudes an extremely terrifying aura, with cyan thunder faintly contained on a pair of sharp claws, filled with the aura of heavenly punishment.
"I have an idea that may allow us to escape safely."
The corners of Qin Changan's mouth slowly curved, and his eyes dropped to the surrounding dense forest.
"Have you got another idea?"
Situ Wenyao raised his eyebrows slightly, this guy was full of crazy ideas, and he didn't want to accompany him to go crazy.
"Stimulate the thunder-fire golden eagle, awaken the high-altitude palace, and create an opportunity for the group below to seemingly enter, so that their attention will be focused on it, and we can sneak out quietly."
The more Qin Changan talked, the brighter his eyes became. This method is now the most reliable method. As long as he can divert the attention of this group of people, he and his group can escape without anyone noticing.
By the time they reacted, their group had already run away.
"It's just that this plan requires our Elder Hei to sacrifice his life to fight with the bird above, irritate it as much as possible, and expand the battlefield. The bigger the noise, the better."