Finally, after the last person escaped from here, Zhao Ping'an couldn't support it, and his body fell to the ground, but he didn't give up, and after spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, he still stubbornly let his body sit upright, meditate cross-legged and breathe.

Sister Fang Qing was still in shock and didn't react.

There are still seven dying martial arts masters on the ground, of course, they are not a threat at all now, but there are still a few breaths of waste.

"Zhao Ping'an, how are you? What can we do. Fang Nan's anxious voice came.

"I'm willing to die for you!" Fang Qing was even more resolute, and threw herself down to Zhao Ping'an's side, the two of them finally woke up at this moment, and after escaping the catastrophe of life and death, they were only grateful to Zhao Ping'an.

"I'm fine, just breathe for a while. Zhao Ping'an calmly comforted.

"But you're so badly injured, your blood is about to run out, I'm type O blood, you can drink my blood!" Fang Nan raised his arms and said heroically.

"Drink mine, mine is also type O blood. Fang Qing was not slow, and also stretched out her snow-white and delicate arm.

At this moment, the main hall of the immortal tomb emitted a dazzling golden light, the door slowly opened, and the breath of ancient times came to the face, which was really the breath of tens of thousands of years ago, different from this mortal world.

Let Zhao Ping'an breathe and feel refreshed, the energy from the fairy world is powerful and pure.

But Zhao Ping'an knew that the greater opportunity was still in the main hall, and at this time, there was more than ninety percent of the chance to get the immortal inheritance when entering the main hall. That is what everyone dreams of, Tang Ling and others have been preparing for these for thousands of years.

The dying and crippled people on the ground showed envious and desperate expressions one by one, originally this was their ultimate goal, but now that the goal has arrived, they are already wasted, and even if they go in, it is impossible to get the immortal inheritance.

At this time, the hatred in his heart was monstrous, but he still regretted it more, he shouldn't have offended Zhao Ping'an, the god of killing, and he turned the tide of the war alone.

I knew that Zhao Ping'an was so strong, how could they not provoke it, but if they didn't open the immortal tomb this time, they had waited for thousands of years, and what could they do if they waited for another thousand years, at least there was hope for the future generations of the family.

"Leave me alone, the immortal tomb has been opened, you hurry up and go in to accept the immortal inheritance. Zhao Ping'an paused pranayama and urged them to say.

"We're not going...... It's you who should go. "The two sisters are unified.

"Fool, it's not that I don't want to go, it's that the exercises I practice are not suitable for inheriting this, even if you don't go, I can't go in, I can only waste it in vain. Zhao Ping'an said with a wry smile.

Half of this is true, in fact, the biggest reason is that Zhao Ping'an doesn't like the immortal inheritance at all, and the biggest gain for him from entering the Black Dragon Pond is the aura here.

Now that the immortal tomb is opened, the aura contained in it for tens of thousands of years is even more emanated, which is the biggest tonic for Zhao Ping'an, absorbing these aura is thousands of times stronger than accepting the inheritance of immortals.

"You didn't lie to us?" Fang Qing couldn't believe it.

"You really don't go in?" Fang Nan was somewhat understanding, she knew that Zhao Ping'an was not a hypocritical person.

"Come in, there aren't many remnants of the immortals' spirits, and if you wait any longer, they will completely dissipate, and when you reach my level, you will be able to understand my decision." Zhao Ping'an said sincerely.

Only then did the two women believe that Zhao Ping'an really didn't need this, he came to Black Dragon Pond completely for the two of them, and he was even more moved.

Under Zhao Ping'an's urging again, they reluctantly walked into the hall, they didn't need to do anything, and after entering the hall, there was a divine thought to control them, let them do it, and sit cross-legged in front of a Taoist robe statue in the hall.

Ning Shen calmly comprehended the information brought to them by Shen Nian, the amount of knowledge was too large, and it was obviously not possible to accept it in a while.

This process is definitely not easy, for them is no less than a test of life and death, once they can't support it, they will be washed away by the divine thoughts, the lightest will become an idiot, and the worst will die on the spot.

How powerful the Immortal Divine Mind is, otherwise it wouldn't have attracted so many people to scramble.

The two girls entered the main hall to accept the immortal inheritance, and those martial arts masters were even more remorseful, knowing that they didn't need the sacrifice of the two women, they only needed to prepare a large amount of blood and qi sacrifice, and they could also open the immortal tomb, how could they not calculate the Fang Qing sisters.

provoked Zhao Ping'an, the god of killing.

In the previous battle between the two sides, many people died on the scene, and later Zhao Ping'an and the eight great masters vomited most of the blood one after another, and it was these blood qi that nourished the immortal tomb, opened the immortal tomb, and won the opportunity to inherit.

Although the blood and qi of the eight great masters are difficult to find, but after all, it is still much easier to provoke Zhao Ping'an, their family has accumulated for thousands of years, and there have been dozens of martial arts masters in history, and it is enough to collect their blood and qi......

It's useless to regret it now, these people have seen all this with their own eyes, it is better for them to die, and the bowels of remorse are green.

Zhao Ping'an naturally didn't care about this, and when he saw that the two girls went in and inherited it very smoothly, he cultivated wholeheartedly, and the Five Elements Devouring Heaven Determination was running at high speed, getting faster and faster, and the speed of absorbing spiritual energy was also improved again and again, constantly challenging new heights.

This is the core of the aura of the Black Dragon Pool, which is already twice the average aura concentration of the immortal realm, which is enough to ensure that Zhao Ping'an is fully operating the Five Elements Devouring Heaven Decision, and the injuries on his body are recovering at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

While recovering from his injuries, the true qi in his body became stronger and stronger, and his meridians became more and more full.

Little by little, an hour, two hours......

One, two, three......

The aura in the immortal tomb showed obvious signs of thinning, and half of the aura was absorbed into Zhao Ping'an's body, making his meridians full and bulging, and he arrived in front of a new level.

At the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, there was no need for much preparation, and there was no bottleneck to block, and Zhao Ping'an's mind surged away as soon as the true qi in the meridians moved.

After all of them poured into the dantian, they ran at high speed under the impetus of the dantian acupoint, and the speed increased again and again, until the speed was doubled, and then a wisp flowed to the meridians again.

In the late stage of foundation building, the meridians did not expand, only the speed of the true qi running in the meridians was improved, from the middle to the late stage of foundation building, the running speed would be increased tenfold, and Zhao Ping'an's strength would also increase from 20,000 jin to 40,000 jin.

True Qi runs at high speed in the meridians, making the meridians a little painful, which is nothing to Zhao Ping'an, and he quickly gets used to this pain.

Insisting on the true qi running at high speed in the meridians for seven weeks, and running at twice the speed before it stabilized, marking Zhao Ping'an's entry into the late stage of foundation building, and the strength at this time was 25,000 catties.

After a short adjustment for half a day, and when his body adapted to the late stage of foundation building, Zhao Ping'an absorbed the surrounding aura again, and the speed of absorbing aura increased by four times again.

At the same time, the operating speed has doubled, the true qi in the body has become more condensed, and the amount of true qi contained in the same volume has been greatly increased.

Zhao Ping'an already estimated that the aura in the immortal tomb plus the aura of the Black Dragon Pond had been absorbed, and there would be a gap between the peak of the late stage of foundation building, and the consumption of true qi when he cultivated was too large, and the more he went to the back, the more he consumed.

In the future, we must find another area that is no less than the spiritual energy of the Immortal Tomb in order to break through again.

Another two days have passed, and three of the deposed grandmasters on the ground have become dead people who can't bear it, and the remaining four are also out of breath but not in, and they are not far from death.

They are now inferior to ordinary people, who do not eat or drink for five or six days in a row, and even if they are not injured, they will die. Zhao Ping'an will not have a trace of sympathy for this.

Not killing them right away is the greatest gift.

Fang Qing's two daughters seemed to have reached the last moment to accept the inheritance. Zhao Ping'an still had a sense of aura that had not been absorbed, so he also stopped at this time, looked at the two women with concern, and protected the Dharma for them.

After careful observation, Zhao Ping'an found that the expressions of the two were unexpectedly different, Fang Nan was calm and calm, but Fang Qing was struggling, obviously suffering great pain and spiritual tests.

Of course, the overall situation is quite stable, Zhao Ping'an did not help Fang Qing, the greater the test for them, the greater the gain after success.

Fang Nan was calm, Fang Qing was in pain, proving that they already had a gap, intervening at this time would not be good for Fang Qing, it would only be a bigger gap, if she could survive this hurdle, she would be able to reach the same height as Fang Nan, and her future would be immeasurable.

Depending on the situation, it will take some time for the inheritance of the two daughters, and Zhao Ping'an observed for a while that the state of the two was quite stable, not to the point where they could not support it. A simple forbidden formation was arranged around the two of them to isolate the interference of the outside world from them.

Just as he was about to continue his cultivation, a weak cry for help came from the side: "Help me...... Help me......"

turned out to be a martial arts master who did not die, it has been almost seven days since he was disabled by Zhao Ping'an, these guys are already wasted and can still hold on to the present, and the will to survive is indeed extraordinary.

Zhao Ping'an didn't care about their life or death, but he was idle, but he could torture them.

Although Zhao Ping'an has been a human being in two lives, he is not very clear about the cultivation system of the mortal world, and in the previous life, he left the mortal world before he began to cultivate, and the most proficient is the immortal world.

When I came back from rebirth, I met all low-level martial artists, and those people had limited cognition.

Just like a group of martial arts masters suddenly appeared this time, their strength is also the top in the world, obviously this world is not as simple as it seems, and the cultivation world that Zhao Ping'an saw before is just the tip of the iceberg.

This had to make Zhao Ping'an vigilant, otherwise there would only be more and more dangers like Fang Qing in the future.

So Zhao Ping'an walked up to the guy and said, "You want to live?"

"Save ...... Help me......" The guy didn't even have the strength to nod, his eyes were full of pleading.

Zhao Ping'an took out a plastic bottle from the alchemy furnace, which contained Peiyuan medicinal liquid, which was the lowest tonic on his body, and it had no effect on himself.

But for ordinary people, it is comparable to the effect of a century-old wild ginseng, so I usually prepare some when I go out. As a doctor, you often have to treat diseases and save people, and this is indispensable.

The refined pill can only be stored in a jade bottle, but this is not necessary to be a thousand-milliliter plastic bottle containing mineral water, and at this time there is still more than half a bottle of Peiyuan medicinal liquid in it. Zhao Ping'an unscrewed the cap of the bottle and dripped a drop on his chapped lips.

It's not about saving him, it's about replenishing some energy so that he can have the strength to answer his own questions.

The Peiyuan medicinal liquid is really powerful, and the energy contained in one drop is equivalent to a big meal. For that guy's empty body, it was definitely a long drought and nectar, which made his whole body full.

It's just that the deficit is too big, and this drop makes him feel far from enough, so he pleaded with his mouth and begged: "Give more, let me drink a few more sips, please......"