Over time, the blood in his body was almost burned dry, and his flesh was scorched by the flames, and he looked like a dried corpse.

I don't know how long it took, the flames gradually extinguished, and the surrounding starry sky dimmed again, but Wei Qing did not wake up, and even his breath was extremely weak, almost falling into a dying moment.

The golden body is still tenaciously running on its own, as if there is only one thought in his consciousness, running the golden body, constantly running, endlessly.

A hundred, a thousand, ten thousand......

Time flew by, and the surrounding starry sky brightened and darkened hundreds of times, among which dozens of void vortices crossed the surroundings, and hundreds of spatial wind blades bombarded the defensive formation one after another, and the formation that did not replenish its strength in time was crumbling under this level of bombardment.

Wei Qing had been lying there quietly all along, in a mysterious state of suspended animation.

The starry sky alternated between light and dark hundreds of times, and Wei Qing's fingers moved, but he still didn't wake up.

At this moment, three figures appeared in the starry sky in the distance, the aura of their whole bodies was weakened to the extreme, and the skin of their whole bodies was as dry as tree bark, which was no better than the current Wei Qing.

All three were men, all unkempt, as if they hadn't been washed in a long time, and their bare skin was crisscrossed with scars.

One of the men stretched out a hand as dry as a chicken's claw and scratched his scalp, revealing a sharp-beaked monkey's cheek face as his hair was ripped open.

He pointed to the meteorite where Wei Qing was and said in a hoarse voice, "Look, there's a dried corpse there." ”

Hearing him say this, his two companions looked at Wei Qing at the same time, and after half a sound, one of them mocked in disappointment: "Poor ghost, you don't even have a storage equipment. ”

The other person's gaze fell on the leaf mark on Wei Qing's wrist, and a greedy look flashed in his eyes, it was obvious that this person recognized the Void Heavenly Oracle Leaf.

"Let's go, this is an ordinary dried corpse, don't waste time. As he spoke, the man who recognized the Void Heavenly Oracle Leaf was the first to leave.

The other two men spat in the direction where Wei Qing was, and followed with curses in their mouths.

More than half an hour later, a figure flashed and appeared next to the meteorite, it was the man who recognized the Void Heavenly Oracle Leaf.

Looking at the protective formation around the meteorite that was almost broken, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he reached out and grabbed it, and a scimitar appeared in his hand and slashed towards the formation.

In the midst of dozens of rumbling explosions, the already broken formation finally shattered.

The man sneered, walked towards Wei Qing with a scimitar, and after standing still, he slashed at his right wrist, actually wanting to cut off his wrist and take away the Void Heavenly Oracle Leaf.

With a soft sound of the bell, the scimitar slashed at the opponent's wrist, making a sound of gold and iron, and the powerful anti-shock force shook the scimitar high and almost flew out.

This made the man look stunned, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on Wei Qing's body again, and then his face showed surprise. "I'm not dead. ”

The man looked at the person in front of him like a dry corpse again, and after making sure that the other party was indeed not dead, he showed a fierce look, and said viciously: "It doesn't matter if you don't die, let me die now." ”

The man's whole body breath soared, and he grabbed the scimitar with both hands and slashed towards Wei Qing's chest. There was a strange aura exuding from his body, and he knew that this knife had used all his strength when he saw the green tendons on his arms burst out.

With a bang, the scimitar slashed at Wei Qing's chest, and a faint layer of golden light flickered, knocking the scimitar out with a bang, and even the man was staggered back, his face already showing a look of horror.

"It's a strong body cultivation experience. ”

After half a ring, he laughed again and said in a low voice: "I don't believe that the black water will not melt the bones and bones of your whole body. ”

Ignoring the scimitar that was shocked out, he reached out and took out a jade bottle.

His movements were extremely careful, and he slowly opened the jade bottle, and suddenly a fishy smell spread out, making people sick.

Even he couldn't help but change his face when he smelled this fishy smell.

Placing the jade bottle on top of Wei Qing's head, pouring out a drop of black liquid, he closed the jade bottle again and carefully put it into the storage ring.

And he himself took a few steps back quickly, but accidentally knocked over a jade bowl, without realizing it, staring directly at the dried corpse in front of him.

呲呲......

The black liquid dripped on Wei Qing's forehead, and bursts of black smoke suddenly appeared, beginning to dissolve his scalp.

Wei Qing, who was in a coma, was suddenly shocked by a stinging pain, and his consciousness instantly returned to his body, and he felt a stinging sensation from his forehead for the first time.

He couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, and the power of his whole body gathered, making a rumbling sound in his body, and a faint layer of golden light spread rapidly from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

The bare body began to grow muscles rapidly, and the dry body was like a balloon, rapidly inflated, and the burning and stinging pain from the head disappeared at this moment.

The man from before looked at everything in front of him in horror, completely speechless.

Wei Qing's fingers moved, and he opened his eyes suddenly, and two golden rays of light shot out from his eyes, piercing the space in front of him into two circles of water ripples.

After half a sound, he exhaled a breath of turbidity, thinking back to the painful torture he had endured before, and he couldn't help but be a little afraid.

He was still lying on the ground at this time, his whole body was extremely sore, he couldn't move, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he caught a glimpse of the man with a frightened look on his face.

As soon as the word "you ......" came out, he heard his own dry and hoarse voice and couldn't help but pause.

Seeing that Wei Qing couldn't move, the man's expression changed several times, he gritted his teeth, reached out and grabbed the scimitar in the distance again, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and the strength of his whole body quickly agitated, and even burned the spiritual power in his body, and slashed towards Wei Qing's head again.

Feeling the killing intent coming from the knife, Wei Qing's fingers moved again, and the expression on his face showed a strange look, because although he felt the surging killing intent from the knife, he didn't feel the slightest danger.

In other words, the knife did not cause him any damage.

With a bang, the blade slashed directly into his forehead, and Wei Qing only felt a slight pain.

The scimitar made a crisp click, and the blade was shattered into several pieces by the force of the backlash and fell to the ground.

The man was stunned, and then there was a buzzing sound in his ears, and something went through his ears, followed by a heart-piercing pain coming from his skull, and his consciousness fell into endless darkness.

(End of chapter)