The sword fingers fell, and a wisp of thunderous jade liquid-like sword blood, with a strong life essence, was condensed, comparable to a thousand-year-old elixir, and a thousand-year-old sesame grass.

The sword blood fused, and suddenly, there was a majestic vitality, rushing out from the slightly wriggling flesh and blood on the ground, and every corner.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the wounds that pierced and torn one after another healed at an unimaginable speed, giving birth to muscles and bones, and at first it was just a mass of flesh and blood, and after ten breaths, Shouxuan Zhenjun had grown arms and bodies, and his head and feet were like a new life and reconstruction.

Under the horrified gaze of Xiao Bai, Xiao Yun and others, he was now able to sit up with his strength reluctantly, and his new Dao body was as delicate as a newborn baby, and his body was fragrant.

Although it is not as strong as before, every inch of flesh and blood contains a strong life essence.

Seeing this, he nodded slightly, as if he had caused such a result to himself, quite satisfied, and not surprised at all.

If it is not necessary, he will never waste his sword blood for the sake of Shouxuan Zhenjun, which is also common sense in the Zhongtian World.

As far as the immortal path is concerned, cultivation is not easy, every step forward is the evolution and sublimation of the divine soul and the dao body, and the level of strength, so every drop of the blood and essence of the dao is very important, and the loss of three or five drops is enough to hurt the vitality, if the loss is too heavy, it will even shake the foundation of the dao and fall into cultivation.

Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, when fighting with others, generally no one will consume their own Dao blood essence and qi and harm themselves.

Of course, this is a special case for Broken Sorrow, he had already practiced the Tianlin Sword Body in the Dan Furnace Baoding before, and the flesh and blood essence was majestic and powerful, and it did not lose the elixir.

Now that he has crossed the heavenly punishment, he has absorbed a large amount of Thunder Xiao Tianzun's divine blood, and has been smelted by the ancient gods, and his qi and blood have reached a terrifying level.

In the five attribute panels of the system talent, the column of Broken Sorrow Root Bone has reached the full limit of ten points, and the other attributes, in addition to the blessing that has reached the top, understanding, perseverance, and charm have also been increased to nine points.

Life and death, flesh and bones, it is no exaggeration to say that the sorrow is now almost comparable to the Tang Seng in the previous life, whoever eats his flesh and blood, and lives for an extra hundred and eighty years, it is definitely not a problem, if he is alchemy, a thousand years of longevity, and Nirvana is very possible.

You can even seize the opportunity to achieve peerless qualifications.

Who doesn't envy immortality?

If this kind of elixir is made public and known to the outside world, I am afraid that even Nirvana Dao Monarch will covet it.

In front of the Great Dao Changsheng, the sanctimonious immortals are even more terrifying than the bloodthirsty demons, no one will care about a Xuantian Sect that is unpredictable, and naturally no one will be afraid of the iron-blooded killing of sorrow.

Just like Tang Seng, knowing that he is under the seat of the Buddha, the reincarnation of the golden cicada, the Dharma is boundless, the background is all over the sky, and there is a demon king like Sun Wukong by his side, who will accompany him all the way to protect.

However, on the way to learn scriptures in the west, there are still many people who want to eat Tang monk's meat.

Today, if it weren't for the Shouxuan Zhenjun's only breath, Danshi would be helpless, and he would still need to be left with his life for future planning, otherwise, he would not have lost his sword blood on this kind of person at all.

Time passed in silence, everyone was watching coldly, and Shouxuan Zhenjun, who was sitting on the ground with his eyes closed, although he felt a little puzzled and worthless in his heart about spending so much energy to save his sorrow, he also knew that he had a plan for breaking his sorrow, so no one bothered or stopped him.

About half an hour later, in the afterglow of the afternoon, the slanting sun shone in the evening, Shouxuan Zhenjun's body was shocked, the aura was like the sea, cleansing the body, gradually calming down, and then, slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, he is entwined with the law, the aura sword is condensed into a Taoist robe, and he is covered by a blue sect robe, from the appearance of an old man with pale eyebrows and crane hair, to a young and handsome face in his twenties and thirties, as if he has rejuvenated, and he can only vaguely find a little similarity from his facial features.

"Sure enough, it is the Supreme Elder of the Tide Sword Sect, in such a short period of time, he has recovered thirty percent of his cultivation strength, Shouxuan Zhenjun, how does it feel to be reborn?"

At this moment, a faint voice sounded, which could be heard clearly in this silent mountain forest.

Shouxuan Zhenjun's body shook violently, and this indifferent and calm voice came into his ears, but it was more terrifying than a ghost crying, like a soul-urging sound, his face turned white, and there was a faint trace of fear and panic in his eyes, and he didn't even look back, and flew away into the distance.

"Roaring .........."

At this moment, a majestic tiger roared, shaking the mountains and forests, and a terrifying wave of sound waves roared out, and above the void of the sky, a huge sacred white tiger stepped on a figure and descended from the sky.

There was a loud bang, a big earthquake cracked, and the dust was stirred.

"Why, I was just saved by this seat, and I didn't even say thank you?"

Sitting on a piece of Qinggu River stone, holding the wine fairy gourd, drinking and looking at the sunset, the elixir wine is permeated, fragrant in all directions, and said lightly.

Under this stream and stone, Jiaolong was lying cross-legged, snorting fire, nearby, Xiao Yun and others were slanting into the sun, staring coldly, the breath on his body was surging, and the killing machine was clear.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Shouxuan Zhenjun, who was lying on the ground with Xiaobai's paws, saw the scene in all directions, and his heart was cold, especially when he saw the sorrowful figure sitting alone drinking on the boulder by the stream, he trembled all over, revealing an irrepressible fear.

"Don't you hear my master asking you?!"

Xiao Bai's eyes were cold and cruel, and he seemed to still be haunted by the fact that this old guy wanted to catch them back, and at that moment, the tiger's claws were forced, only to hear the sound of broken bones, and there was a terrible scream, shaking the mountains and forests.

"Thank you! Thank you Xuantian Sect Master for saving your life! Shou Xuangang has just survived the danger, and he is delirious and confused for a while, please don't blame the sect master, forgive your sins!!"

Shouxuan Zhenjun's face was full of mud, his back was full of great strength, his flesh and bones were torn and shattered, and the huge pain made his face pale and distorted, cold sweat rolling, and he was busy shouting and praying for mercy below.

"Forgive the sin? Daoyou is serious, this mountain and clear water are beautiful, Langlang world, you are a true monarch, you can come and go if you want to come, what is the crime!"

Broken sorrow turned around, took a mouthful of immortal brew into his stomach, shook his head and said with a chuckle, and immediately, he glanced at the figure on the ground, as if he had just seen such a scene, his face sank, and he scolded: "Presumptuous! Xiaobai, who made you so big and small, and didn't let go of your claws!"

"Shouxuan Zhenjun is also something you can offend? With his cultivation strength, if it weren't for his injuries, you would have died many times since you died!!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yun and the others around him, their faces were a little weird, Xiao Bai glanced at Xuan Sorrow aggrievedly, whispered five leaves, let go of his claws, and slowly retreated.

Seeing this, a smile appeared again on his face, and with a sweep of his sleeves, a soft and majestic spiritual power poured out, helping Shouxuan Zhenjun who fell to the ground up, and said apologetically: "My evil obstacle has not been removed, and I have been negligent in discipline, and I often rely on a little Taoism and misconduct, which makes Taoist friends frightened, and I hope to forgive me." ”

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