"Oh my god, the two of them... actually broke through to the realm of refining gods?"
Seeing the two young men soaring into the sky, the Xuantian Sect was filled with excitement.
The Qinglong Holy Son has a gloomy face. He is confident that he can handle a god-refining realm. But three god-refining realms, even with the Phoenix Saint, may not be his opponents.
"I really didn't expect that in the small Xuantian Sect, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, four people would break through to the realm of refining gods in a row in one day."
The Phoenix Saint sighed euphemistically and raised her beautiful eyes to look at the palace in the sky.
The palace seemed to be sensed, and a loud voice came out, saying: "The intelligence is wrong, we are temporarily withdrawing our troops."
"As commanded."
The Holy Son of Qinglong was unwilling to do so, but he did not dare to disobey the order.
Woohoo!
He groaned and made a series of strange sounds, and countless demons receded like the tide.
"Bold, you have offended our Tiansheng Shen Sect, and you just want to walk away like this?"
Ever since Xuanji Peak fell thirty years ago, Lin Duantian has endured hardships.
Now that he had broken through to the realm of refining gods, he was worried that he had no place to vent his resentment. When he saw that the Tiansheng Shen Sect wanted to retreat, he did not hesitate and waved a huge electric light.
Boom!
This electric light was so fierce that it penetrated dozens of ferocious beasts, shocking the entire audience in one fell swoop.
"With such little strength, do you dare to be so presumptuous in front of our Xuantian Sect?"
Lin Duantian was full of energy, his whole body was shining with electric light, like a god descending to earth, he looked extremely majestic.
At this moment, the Lord of Yuji Peak suddenly flew over.
Her eyes were reddish, with a sad look on her face, and she said: "Master Xuanji Peak, go and have a look. Elder Punishment, he, he..."
"Elder Punishment, what happened to him?"
Lin Duantian suddenly turned around and asked furiously.
The Master of Yuji Peak could no longer hold on and said with tears in his eyes: "Elder Xue said, Elder Punishment, I can't hold on any longer..."
At the same time, the underground palace of ghosts and gods.
pain!
it hurts!
Shen Chenfeng woke up slowly. Before he opened his eyes, he felt endless pain. It was like a tide, attacking his mind crazily, almost making him faint again.
When Shen Chenfeng finally got used to the pain and opened his eyes, he was immediately frightened by the scene in front of him.
I saw that his skin was torn all over, his flesh and blood were blurred, and he was soaked in a large pool. In particular, there was a knife mark on his abdomen, with bones visible, and he was almost disemboweled. It looked extremely terrifying.
Shen Chenfeng closed his eyes and looked inside, and his heart sank even more.
I saw that most of the bones in the body were completely shattered. The internal organs also suffered varying degrees of trauma.
The most serious one was the carved dragon's heart, which seemed to have lost its vitality and beat extremely slowly.
If it weren't for the potion in this pool, which has a strong recovery ability and prevents his injuries from worsening, he might have died long ago.
"Damn it, what did this guy do to cause me to be so seriously injured?"
Seeing this situation, Shen Chenfeng couldn't help but take a breath of air.
Just now, he was entangled by the remnant souls of Dapeng and Mirage, and his body was taken away by the demon soul. He had no idea what was happening outside.
However, he, the Cangqiong Sword Emperor, had never suffered such a serious injury even in the most dangerous times in the thousands of years he had traversed the Lingwu Continent.
Moreover, the body of the Nine Saints is particularly powerful, far surpassing all methods of body training. How could it be beaten like this?
However, after Shen Chenfeng read the memory, his whole person fell silent for an instant.
Jiutian Taimo Sutra!
Ancient magic dragon!
Break the sound!
Damn it!
If it weren't for the serious injury, Shen Chenfeng almost couldn't help but curse.
The Jiutian Taimo Sutra is the most powerful demonic power in the world.
Although this technique is extremely powerful, it puts a heavy load on the body.
The ancient demon dragon is a creature more powerful than the five-clawed golden dragon.
With his current strength, it is already very difficult for him to transform into a five-clawed golden dragon. Transforming into an even more ancient demonic dragon is no less than trying to grow a seedling.
It caused great harm to both his cultivation and his body.
As for the final Poyin Kill, Shen Chenfeng was unable to complain.
A killing blow produced at ten times the speed of sound.
This kind of swordsmanship is earth-shattering in power, but the burden is also extremely heavy.
Even the top-grade spiritual weapon, the Smoke Sword, could not withstand the power of ten times the speed of sound, so he never used it.
Although the Ancient Demonic Dragon is physically powerful, how many times can you perform this kind of killing move that kills one thousand enemies and damages eight hundred?
No wonder he was injured so badly!
"You're so damn stupid. With the power of the Nine Saints' body and the strength of Wusheng Swordsmanship, who can be your opponent? This is a good time. You are about to die, and you almost killed me."
Shen Chenfeng cursed loudly at the demon soul, which was already seriously injured and unconscious in the depths of his consciousness.
But he scolded her without any blaming tone.
Thinking back to those days, for Li Muyu, he seemed to have gone crazy, killing people like rivers of blood, turning the mountains and rivers into discoloration, and slaughtering an entire ancient sect.
Unfortunately……
The woman he once regarded as his life has betrayed him!
"Although you and Lin Wan'er met a tragic end, you two loved each other and gave to each other. This sincere love is a feeling I have never had before."
Shen Chenfeng shook his head and no longer blamed the demon soul.
He looked at the broken body, took a deep breath, and endless plans flashed through his mind.
Although his injuries were extremely serious, the Sky Sword Emperor was extremely capable and had countless plans to cure his injuries.
But before he could choose an optimal plan, a deep voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"You finally woke up."
Shen Chenfeng looked up and saw Tu Qilin standing above him, saliva dripping from his mouth, dripping into the pool, and said: "You kid, you are simply crazy. For the sake of a woman, you went crazy. You almost lost your life. If I hadn’t suddenly appeared and used unicorn saliva to help you survive..."
"etc!"
Shen Chenfeng suddenly shouted, his face turned livid, and said: "What did you just say...Qilin saliva?"
"yes."
Tu Qilin didn't seem to understand what Shen Chenfeng meant, and said with a confused face: "What's wrong?"
"Damn it!"
Shen Chenfeng cursed loudly, and regardless of his injuries, he used all his strength to jump out of the pool.
Qilin saliva, in the eyes of ordinary people, is an incredible treasure.
It can not only strengthen the body and prolong life, but also cure all chronic diseases in the body. It is a rare elixir.
But Shen Chenfeng knew that it was Tu Qilin's saliva.
Thinking of being soaked in Tu Qilin's saliva, Shen Chenfeng couldn't help but feel a chill.
He took off his clothes again and took out the black Taoist robe hidden in the Ten Directions Ring, and then he felt a little better.
However, Tu Qilin didn't care about that and directly grabbed Shen Chenfeng and threw him into the pool again, saying: "Although my saliva has a bit of a taste, it is a healing medicine that can prevent your injuries from getting worse. Brat, at this time Come on, don't be so petty."
