Although Jian Wushuang was anxious, he quickly calmed down.
He looked intently and saw a lingering dark purple light flowing slowly in front of the broken chest of the old man in black robe.
With his thoughts moving, Jian Wushuang quickly took out two Imperial Pill Pills, stuffed one into the black-robed old man's mouth, and crushed the other directly towards the wound.
At the entrance of the pill, the black-robed old man suddenly stared. The unique effect of the Imperial Pill Pill was so powerful that it could not be lied about. Even the peak Dayan Immortal was enough to fully recover.
After taking the pill, he felt the extremely powerful effect. The old man in black robe quickly closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing.
Jian Wushuang did not dare to neglect, and stretched out his hand to pull out the haze and dust covering the wound.
Nanhe Master Craftsman Xu Tuo and others also came and jointly released their energy to protect the black-robed old man.
Time passed by, and his trauma gradually stabilized.
Finally, the old man in black robe slowly opened his eyes and looked at Jian Wushuang with bright eyes.
Then he said excitedly in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Good boy, where did you get this pill? How come it tastes the same as the one I secretly ate back then?"
"??"
Jian Wushuang's head was covered with black lines and was a little messy. He never thought that the first thing the black-robed old man said when he woke up was this.
Immediately afterwards, the old man in black robe looked proud again, "Good boy, it seems that you have taken over the old guy's nest."
"..."
The corner of his mouth twitched, "Senior, it seems you are no longer in pain."
Speaking of this, the old man in black robe was serious, "It doesn't hurt anymore, but that guy pushed me one more step towards death."
Jian Wushuang knew that everything he said was true and that he was heading towards inevitable decline, because his luck was too damaged and could not be condensed at all, so he could only release it.
Coupled with this battle, the old man in black robe was pushed towards death.
"Well, since the matter here is over, I will continue to wait for death."
The old man in black robe said his mantra, completely abandoning life and death.
However, just as he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked far away into the void.
"No, those guys are here too!"
Jian Wushuang instantly became vigilant, but before he could speak, the old man in black robe hurriedly shouted, "Little guy, where is the spar I gave you earlier? Hurry up and let me go in and hide."
"..."
Jian Wushuang did as he was told, and after taking out the dark blue rhombus from the Boyang bottle, the old man in black robe got directly into it and disappeared.
He was alert and wondering, who was it that could make the old man in black robe so afraid?
The next moment, from the depths of the endless void, a magnificent and supreme destiny appeared, covering the sky.
These fortunes are not just one, but there are dozens of them.
"You're still here?!" Nan Xuan was almost exhausted from the torture.
Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes slightly. He felt that these magnificent fortunes coming from the sky did not carry any terrifying murderous intent.
He thought to himself, "Could it be someone from heaven?"
As if to confirm his conjecture, a total of ten treasures, carrying light wheels of energy and carrying supreme luck, came through the air.
"He really is someone from heaven."
Jian Wushuang frowned, and soon realized that the aura of destruction coming from Da Mi Tian must have alarmed the Heavenly Court, so he sent out elders to investigate.
In just a blink of an eye, ten precious ministers arrived, their faces majestic and full of impressive momentum.
With their arrival, the unspeakable order of heaven was rebuilt, and the void that became eternal silence and nothingness began to stabilize.
"Be careful, these people are all elders of the Heavenly Court." Xu Tuo, the master craftsman, reminded him in a low voice, his eyes solemn.
"So this is the elder of heaven." Nan Xuan murmured thoughtfully in a low voice.
As for Gongzi Jiu, he was completely relieved. As the son of the emperor, there was no elder who was closer to the heavenly court than him.
Headed by the ten treasures, there is a figure with angry eyes, a clean face without beard and full of cold aura.
He took a step forward and his eyes slowly swept across Jian Wushuang and the others. After staying on the figures of Jian Wushuang and Young Master Jiu for a moment, he looked away again.
"Who did it here?" the figure with angry eyes asked coldly, and unimaginable oppression followed.
Nine-turn Dayan Immortal!
Jian Wushuang immediately determined that these elders who had survived from the Wanggu era to this day were all ninth-level Dayan Immortals at the very least, and it was very possible that there were even peak Dayan Immortals.
Facing these terrifying existences, it is sheer nonsense to resist.
At this moment, everyone was silent.
The reasons for this great destruction are too complicated, and the black robe who was the instigator has completely disappeared, making it impossible to argue.
What's more, the Heavenly Court is not a kind person. If it causes such damage to Mahatma, I'm afraid it will be suppressed by the Heavenly Court.
This was Jian Wushuang's worry, so he didn't intend to speak.
Nan Xuan also shook his head and looked around, with an uninformed expression.
The master craftsman Xu Tuo also gritted his teeth and remained silent. He knew that if he caused such terrible damage to the heavenly realm, once he was discovered by the heavenly court, he would be banished to a place where time has been desolate.
At this time, Young Master Jiu, who had been silent until now, slowly took a step forward and said, "Immortal Lord Zhenyao, I..."
Before he finished his sentence, the angry figure known as Immortal Lord Zhenyao interrupted him directly and said in a cold and understated voice, "Your Highness, did I let you speak?"
The young master was silent, his face alternated between green and red, the anger in his eyes flashed away, and then returned to where it was before.
Immortal Lord Zhenyao's eyes continued to patrol, and finally stopped at Jian Wushuang, who looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose.
"Jian Wushuang, tell me what's going on here."
Jian Wushuang froze slightly, feeling helpless.
He wasn't quite sure why Immortal Lord Zhenyao knew his name, but he could vaguely guess some of the connections.
After pondering for a moment, he spoke, "I originally came here with my companions to practice and pay a visit to the master craftsman, but some unexpected big changes happened."
"An evil thing suddenly arrived here and started wreaking havoc. It soon destroyed the whole place. In order to prevent the Great Midian from being destroyed, the senior craftsman and I took action together to resist the evil thing."
"But the evil thing was too ferocious, and we were no match for it. Just when we were all invincible and about to perish, the evil thing suddenly escaped from here, and then you arrived."
"Now that I think about it, the evil thing suddenly fled because it was afraid of the supreme luck of the immortal kings, so it fled quickly."
After saying this, Jian Wushuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
These words, while being watertight, also flattered the elders of Heaven, which made Nan Xuan secretly give him a thumbs up.