"What happened to me just now?" Lin Xiaoqiang, who came to his senses, looked at his blood-stained Zhenlong Fist with confused eyes.

"It should be the reason for the rage, cultivation is not suppressed by the qi and blood melting furnace, and the heart of the martial arts can easily collapse. ”

Xiong Liren, who came over, gently patted Lin Xiaoqiang's shoulder and explained.

The qi and blood furnace in the body of a body refining martial artist has many uses, among which it is used to calm the nerves, which can keep oneself awake, and the body and spirit are as solid as a rock.

When a body refining martial artist reaches the ninth rank and wants to suddenly reach the realm of the Martial Sect, he must first open the Qi and Blood Furnace to five seats, which is a real martial arts powerhouse, and people like Su Luan who have opened seven seats in the realm of the Martial Sect are generally called freaks.

It is already very amazing that an ordinary martial arts powerhouse can have six, and if you want to open one again, the difficulty is unimaginable, and the amount of heaven and earth treasures that need to be exhausted is also an astronomical amount.

"Really?" Although Xiong Liren explained, Lin Xiaoqiang still had a trace of confusion in his heart, and Fang Cai's state was as if he had become another person, just watching himself go on a killing spree.

What made him feel even more uneasy in his heart was himself, in the previous life he was just an honest man, ordinary people can't be ordinary people anymore, and in this life he just kills some monsters.

When he picked up the butcher's knife to kill, he looked at the corpse that had gradually lost his temperature because of himself, and there was no wave in his heart, as if he had just killed a demon beast, and his mood was extremely flat.

"They are all 'black hands', kill and kill. Xiong Liren noticed Lin Xiaoqiang's frowning brows, and guessed that Lin Xiaoqiang should be the first time to take someone's life.

Unlike Xiong Liren, he had killed his enemies as early as when he was seventeen years old, and after entering the Martial God Temple, he went on a mission to know how many martial artists entered the Western Elysium from him.

Even though his hands were stained with blood, Xiong Liren did not have any remorse or guilt, or even a trace of uneasiness.

Those are damned people, so why should they feel guilty?

Xiong Liren used his own truth to eliminate the uneasiness in Lin Xiaoqiang's heart word by word, and when he saw Lin Xiaoqiang's frowning brows stretched, he stopped.

The martial artists of the Martial God Temple on the side looked at Xiong Liren's gushing appearance, their eyes widened, and their faces were full of surprise, they were able to make Xiong Cannon say so many words, in their memory, Lin Xiaoqiang seemed to be the first.

But what Xiong Liren didn't know was that Lin Xiaoqiang just chose his own ostrich mentality, and he didn't care about the past anymore.

What's more, Lin Xiaoqiang also thinks that everything he does is a greater goodness in his heart, and he will not choose to be Mr. Dongguo.

Now he is most worried about Su Qiao'er and Wang Dang, who are seriously injured, although he has suffered several killing moves from Feng Lun, the damage caused to him is not enough to worry about, as long as he does not die, all the damage in front of him is a system prompt "Ding!" The experience value is like this.

"How's the injury?" Lin Xiaoqiang asked worriedly, only blaming himself for not being strong enough to protect Wang Dang and Su Qiao'er.

"It's not a big problem, thanks to the King Kong Pill given by the old man, otherwise I'm afraid I would have planted it here today. Wang Dang said that he was fine, but in fact, he was the most seriously injured. One hand hung weakly, and the scarlet blood soaked the whole person like overflowing sweat.

The medical ability of the medical staff of the Martial God Temple is also very good, Wang Dang's face was pale due to excessive blood loss, and now his face is ruddy, and a milky white spiritual power is still flowing in the blood vessels of his body, constantly repairing his injuries all over his body.

This milky white spiritual power is not something that ordinary people can make, and if you want to cultivate this milky white spiritual power, you must systematically train it from an early age.

Wait until your strength reaches the realm of the fourth grade to practice this special unexpected exercise, which can decompose countless elixirs into small pieces of medicinal power, and use your own spiritual power as the carrier, and I don't know how many people will be eliminated in this step alone.

"It's all my fault, if I could fully master the Egret Bow, Wang Dang wouldn't have been injured so badly. "Su Qiao'er's injury is a little better than Wang Dang's, but her spiritual power is depleted so badly that she has injured her origin, and she needs to recuperate afterwards.

As for the others, they were all external injuries, and the medical treatment of the medical staff in the Martial God Temple was very fast.

Su Qiao'er was full of sadness, her eyes were hazy, and she blamed herself for Wang Dang's injury, and she was very guilty.

"What's this, I'm not dead. Why don't you cry and show me?" Wang Dang, who was still enjoying the medical treatment of a beautiful doctor, deliberately quipped.

"Don't think about it, are you itching!" Su Qiao'er, who was still teary-eyed, suddenly became angry, wanted a carp to stand up, and bit Wang Dang's body, but was pressed by the medical staff of the Martial God Temple.

"Do you want to fight before your injuries heal, don't you want to live?" said the medical staff who pressed Su Qiao'er said coldly.

Su Qiaoer became honest at this time, and looked at Wang Dang with a hippie smile on her face.

"These two enemies, really. Lin Xiaoqiang shook his head and said, but seeing the appearance of the two bickering, he was also relieved, at least he could quarrel, right?

Xiong Liren, who had been watching silently, suddenly spoke: "Use the spirit quenching method, and I will thank you two afterwards." ”

The two medical staff were shocked when they heard the "Quenching Method", and they were a little puzzled, are the two worthy of Xiong Liren's payment?

But suddenly thought of Xiong Liren's gushing next to Lin Xiaoqiang just now, and he was quickly relieved.

The two nodded slightly, ingested a blood-red spirit grass from the space ring, and then the palm of their hands suddenly emitted a soft milky white light, and with a light pat, Wang Dang and Su Qiao'er fell asleep one after another.

Wang Dang and Su Qiao'er, who were in a deep sleep, were taken to the second floor by medical personnel, and the Quenching Spirit Method belonged to the secret of the Martial God Temple, and it was not allowed to be leaked to the outside world.

This can also be a glimpse of the leopard, enjoy the treatment of quenching the spirit method to heal injuries, and even most of the martial artists of the Martial God Temple can't enjoy it once, and Xiong Liren directly let Wang Dang and Su Qiao'er enjoy it, and the price to pay is not small.

"Thank you, Brother Xiong!" Lin Xiaoqiang also saw the special features of the Quenching Method from the expressions of the medical staff,

"No, the two of them are a blessing in disguise. Xiong Liren smiled.

"Dare to buy the black hand to retaliate, it turns out that he kept Feng Lun, and he has the ability. Xiong Liren looked at Feng Lun, who had been subdued, and said slowly, his tone was quite heavy, and there was a fierce light in his eyes.

This Feng Lun has been at large for many years, and he was about to fall into the hands of the government a year ago, but suddenly disappeared overnight, Xiong Liren had heard about it at that time, but he didn't expect it to be Ye Yushu's subordinates.

This also shows how long the cult of impotence has existed.