The thirty-fourth Jinyun Arena is tyrannical and murderous/The black jade manifestation is often reborn first

(9) Xuanyuan inhaled and concentrated, and slowly lowered the boy's two broken arms upwards, during which the boy twitched, obviously this action made him feel terrible.

He knelt down and closed his eyes in prayer to bless the black stone for the miraculous effect of the young man's life.

Then, Regulus carefully placed two glowing black stones on top of the boy's two severed arm wounds.

The sky is as people wish, and the next scene made the onlookers jaw-dropping and breathtaking!

The two black stones were as agile as life, slowly rotating and began to melt gradually, not dripping or overflowing, and then like thick slurry water, the silk penetrated into the young man's wound, bridging and repairing the muscles and bones and tendons in the silent place, as the petrified water completely soaked into the wound, a touch of blood suddenly appeared, and then quietly swept through the whole body like a dark tide, bringing the necessary comfort to the young man in life.

In less than a meal, the young man's face was ruddy again, and he opened his eyes as if he had awakened from a dream, and sat up at once, and looked at the people gathered around him in astonishment, and his eyes were strange and surprised, as if he had returned to the world from the land of death. Goodbye, the wounds on the severed arms have healed, and after two grasps, the effect is miraculous, and the recovery is as good as ever, where is there still a shadow of brokenness.

A relaxed smile appeared on Xuanyuan's face, and his efforts were not in vain.

Joyfully, the Brown Tribesman told the red-faced boy what had happened, and he immediately knelt down excitedly to Xuanyuan, his hands crossed to his chest, and expressed his heartfelt gratitude to the man who saved him from the abyss of death and was reborn.

Xuanyuan hurriedly pulled it up and said happily: "You don't have to say thank you for your efforts, the coming day will be long." ”

A pair of good brothers who will join hands in the future to fight side by side in all directions, and they know each other well, this red-faced young man is named Chang Xian, slightly younger than Xuanyuan.

The two introduced themselves and their people to each other. At Xuanyuan's suggestion, he often tried to use his arms to verify the curative effect, and he himself was taken aback by the strength of this pair of arms, is this still his own pair of arms?

Chang Xian stared at his palm blankly, unable to believe the facts in front of him, and raised his eyes with surprise and joy.

The Brown Tribesmen and Xuanyuan were not like this, who would have guessed that those two wonderful black stones would not only allow Chang Xian to recover from his serious injuries and escape death, but also have to be reborn in an instant.

After all, Xuanyuan had seen the wonders of jade paste, so he had an idea and pulled Chang Xian to whisper a few words.

At this time, the other foreigners who had returned to their homes also came here one after another, and they all shouted at this scene, and in amazement, they could only explain this unimaginable thing with the help of God.

In the gladiatorial arena of the Jinyun Clan, people went to the sky and fell silent, only the rough fence and the red blood stains on the ground still retained their previous memories.

Jin Yunyong would not believe it if he was killed, and after a short interval, many foreign warriors who had left went and returned, gathering outside the village gate to call for battle, and the leader was the red-faced young man whose chances of survival were extremely slim.