Ryan led his team to play with the spirit of death in the barrier of the extremely cold spiritual veins. At this moment, they could no longer distinguish between day and night, and could not clearly see where they were. They could only rely on their spiritual consciousness.
and hearing to distinguish everything around you.
They have learned to be smart, and when the time is right, they must escape from the barrier to avoid being disturbed by the spirit of the dead, which will affect their cultivation and normal life.
The battle has entered a fierce stage. Many wounded people have been carried out of the barrier to recuperate and replaced with new people. Ryan's condition is also not good. He has not slept for two days, but now these people have
I have seized the opportunity and my morale is high. It would not be a good idea to quit at this time.
Their spirit bottles have already contained hundreds of undead spirits, but this is just the tip of the iceberg for a huge number of 40 million.
When many people thought of this number, and then looked at the terrifying sight of these undead spirits grinding their teeth and sucking blood, they immediately retreated, and their whole bodies were filled with deep despair.
But remembering the peacefulness of their homeland, they cheered up and decided to fight the undead spirit to the end.
Ryan was also extremely worried. There was a deep crack in his chest, which was corroded by the air of the dead.
The crack continued to spread, and eventually turned into a giant scar half a meter long and three centimeters deep.
"Damn... I'm still careless." Ryan took a few steps back, breathing heavily.
"Master Protector, they are here again!" The soldiers saw the re-gathering of the undead energy and shouted towards Ryan in panic.
"Let's go quickly!"
Ryan took heavy steps and ran towards the outside of the barrier.
People outside responded to Ryan, and in an instant, a wisp of undead spirit floated out. Ryan quickly took out the spirit bottle and put the evil thing into the bottle.
"ah……"
The cry of the dead spirit was extremely shrill, and after a while, it became quiet.
The soldiers also noticed that Ryan's injuries had become so serious, and they quickly asked Ryan: "Master Protector, do we want to continue? Your injuries..."
Ryan smiled nonchalantly, applied some liquid to his body, coughed a few times, and said to the person who asked the question: "Why don't you continue? Where are you going?"
"Let's keep coming!" With that said, Ryan and a group of people were about to rush back into the barrier.
"You'd better stop and don't go in again."
At this time, Qiankun's voice sounded behind everyone.
When Ryan heard this, he looked behind him with some displeasure, watching Qiankun slowly walking towards them.
How could it be him? Ryan murmured in his heart, but he didn't show it. Instead, he looked at Qiankun with an indifferent expression: "What's the matter?"
Qiankun nodded and continued to say to them: "You guys should stop. Looking at how embarrassed you are now, isn't everything you do in vain? Even if the Naling Bottle can forcibly restrain the mobility of the undead energy, their
The number exceeds tens of millions. Even if the people in Quanlinghai don’t eat or drink, and they are arrested every day and every night, how many years and months will it take?”
"Look around you. The injuries are so serious. We only caught the tip of the iceberg of the undead energy. If those ancient undead energy are not restrained by the spirit bottle, how should we deal with them?"
Finally, Qiankun's eyes were fixed on Ryan, and he spoke affectionately to dissuade her: "Lai Songyi is very worried about you and doesn't want anything to happen to you. You know that you are injured now. If she knows about it, she will suffer
How distressed is it?”
Ryan gritted his teeth and struggled hard in his heart without saying a word.
His brows knitted together, and the gloomy air on his forehead persisted, becoming extremely solemn. Finally, he finished his ideological work, turned his eyebrows, and looked at Qiankun: "Okay, I promise you,
Go back now."
"That's right!" Qiankun saw that Ryan finally compromised and felt that he was not an unreasonable person, so he smiled leisurely.
He turned around, waved to the army not far away, and shouted: "Go home!"
Ryan looked at Qiankun and waved his hand: "Don't worry about them, everything here must be watched by someone, just half of them can go back."
Qiankun shrugged and followed Ryan.
However, what he couldn't see at this time was that Ryan's expression had become extremely gloomy from the beginning. He just looked ahead and stopped talking.
Everyone returned to the camp. Lai Songyi saw that her father Ryan was really back with Qiankun. She was ecstatic and rushed towards Ryan. She looked anxious and scolded: "Father, you can't do it next time."
You're scaring your daughter so much, wuwu..."
Seeing such a heartwarming scene, Qiankun raised his arms and smiled sincerely.
Ryan looked at his crying daughter in his arms, patted her back gently, his eyes full of doting, and coaxed softly: "It's okay, didn't father tell you? I will be fine."
.Look, isn’t this a good thing for a father?”
Lai Songyi nodded, looked at Qiankun who was watching the show, burst into laughter, and expressed gratitude to Qiankun: "Thank you, Qiankun."
"It's okay." Qiankun scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.
At this time, Ryan suddenly coughed several times. Lai Songyi looked at her father's strange movements and quickly asked: "Did my daughter just touch your father's wound? Is everything okay?"
Lai Songyi said, and quickly searched for the injuries on Ryan's body. As soon as he opened Ryan's clothes, he found a half-meter-long injury, which was bloody and came into view, which was simply shocking.
Lai Songyi couldn't help but gasped, how could it be so serious? Such a deep injury...
Lai Songyi's eyes turned red, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.
"Father, you can't be so impulsive in the future. Why didn't you say a word when you were so wronged?" Lai Songyi gently hit Ryan on the shoulder, her words revealing some reproach.
"It's a minor injury, it'll be fine in a few days."
Ryan stroked Lai Songyi's little head and knew that his daughter was usually very strict with others, but in fact her heart was very soft.
Li Shiyi also walked towards Ryan. After seeing Li Shiyi, Ryan walked respectfully in front of him, cupped his hands into fists, and bowed slightly to salute: "Grand Chief, I'm back."
"It's good to be back. Being safe and sound is the foundation of all struggles." Li Shiyi looked at Ryan and sighed.
The surrounding soldiers also dispersed, leaving a space for the two of them.
Ryan took a step forward, looked at Li Shiyi, and said in a slightly excited tone: "Patriarch, I have good news to tell you."