The power of the origin power detonation is indeed extraordinary, even if Ling Chen is hiding in the void spirit, he is also slightly affected. At the end of the battle, the first thing was the prostration that came from the depletion of spiritual power in the dantian. The spiritual power originated from Cangdi, but it was not endless, and Ling Chen's body was weak at this time, so it was not suitable to continue to instill spiritual power.

Then there is the weakness of the body after the high-intensity battle, and the hands and feet tremble. Before, it was affected by the spiritual storm, and the qi was weak and buoyant, and the blood and qi surged. It's good that I can still endure it without vomiting blood.

Ling Chen planned to look for Wang Qingyun, if he hadn't helped him in the previous battle, he would definitely have confessed there.

However, Ling Chen found that in the pit of the previous battle, there was still a black liquid slowly wriggling. It didn't run in all directions, but squirmed unconsciously in place to prove that it was still alive.

Ling Chen's hair suddenly stood on end, thinking that everything was not over yet. However, after careful observation for a while, I found that this black liquid was unconscious, so I was relieved.

After a slight hesitation, Ling Chen stepped forward to carefully examine the small mass of black liquid. Like ink, it glows black. It seems to be the same as the ink-colored liquid in the dantian that binds Cangdi's body.

"The tenth rune, is the magic pattern, the power that belongs to the demon clan?" Ling Chen couldn't help but have a question in his heart.

What kind of power is the demon race, and why do people talk about the demon changing color. When he was young, Ling Chen only heard some stories from the enlightenment lecturer. It is the same as saying how breakable the demons are, and even more so than the demons that devour people. It was the nine saints who did their best to have the turnaround of mankind for thousands of years.

Although nothing seems to have changed, the Terrans and the Demons have been at war for a long time. It wasn't until a hundred years ago that the Sage established a peace alliance and completely divided the boundaries between the demons, and mankind was able to have real peace.

Since then, there has been no trace of the demon race in time. And people's descriptions of the demons are becoming more and more ambiguous, making it difficult for people to get a glimpse of the truth. Probably only the giants in this world know the truth of the matter.

Ling Chen reached over to touch the black liquid, and found that it was warm and cold, as if it was wrapped in water, and there was not much difference.

But then, as if hearing a call, this black liquid burrowed into Ling Chen's body from Ling Chen's fingers. It flowed to the dantian with the meridians, and finally poured into the sea of ink in the large array. Just like a drop of rain found its hometown, in the sea of ink, it did not make a drop of waves, but it could feel a real sense of belonging.

From the moment the black liquid moved, Ling Chen began to look nervously at everything in his body, and found that there was no abnormal change as he imagined. After waiting like this for a while, there was no movement, and Ling Chen had no choice but to stop it.

With his previous memories, Ling Chen began to search in a certain direction. I could feel it before, and that power came from there, so Wang Qingyun would definitely be here too.

A moment later, Ling Chen finally found him under a large tree. It's just that his condition at this time is very bad; Blood had flowed from the Seven Orifices before, but it had dried up. And there was a large area of blood red left on the chest, which was obviously excessive blood loss. The blood is still fresh and has just been vomited, which at least proves that Wang Qingyun is still alive.

"How is it?" Ling Chen squatted down with difficulty, supported one hand on the ground, and half-knelt beside Wang Qingyun.

"Overdrawn, alas. Wang Qingyun sighed, looking very good

Dispirited. He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were covered with blood scabs, and after several unsuccessful attempts, he had to give up.

"Can you go? I'll carry you. Ling Chen continued.

"If you carry it, you will carry it. I'm but... Very heavy. Wang Qingyun said this after a while. His consciousness had begun to blur, like a dream, and it was difficult to distinguish between dream and reality.

Although Ling Chen was not in a good state at this time, he could still leave here with Wang Qingyun on his back. Turn around and break off a branch and use it as a crutch to hold in your hand. Then he turned over and carried Wang Qingyun on his back, feeling that the position was wrong, Ling Chen trembled again. One hand held Wang Qingyun's buttocks tightly, and the other hand walked slowly on crutches.

"It's a lot lighter than it used to be. Ling Chen smiled faintly and laughed self-deprecatingly.

Now Wang Qingyun is no longer the little fat man he used to be, and after staying here for a few months, he has also successfully lost weight. was originally going to be fatter than Ling Chen's body shape for half a circle, but now it is also drawn.

Ling Chen walked very slowly and steadily. Carrying a person about his size on his back naturally doesn't matter in normal times. But now he is not in good shape, so he can only try to be stable.

Xu Ziqing is on the other side, although it has been a while in time, it is not too late. There had been another battle before, and the sound of the final explosion of the Origin Force must have been enough to alarm them. Keep walking, and you should run into them.

Sure enough, after a while, Xu Ziqing came over to investigate the situation.

"Brother Chen, what's wrong with you?" Xu Ziqing looked at Wang Qingyun on his back, then at Ling Chen, who was very weak, and asked with concern for a while.

"Let's talk as we go. Ling Chen said.

"How are they?" Instead, Ling Chen asked Ning Yuanru about the situation of the three daughters.

"It's all right. Xu Ziqing said.

"Do you want me to help?" glanced at Wang Qingyun on his back, and then looked at Ling Chen's condition, and found that the situation did not seem to be optimistic. So Xu Ziqing helped Ling Chen share the burden.

Ling Chen looked at Xu Ziqing's even thinner body, which was like a thin stake in the dark night, weak and windy.

"I'll do it anyway. Ling Chen said.

He couldn't bear to let Xu Ziqing bear a weight that he shouldn't bear at this age, so he refused after thinking about it. After all, Ling Chen still wanted to care about Xu Ziqing.

didn't help much, Xu Ziqing followed behind Ling Chen, looking a little idle.

"Hold his ass for me, my hands are sore, don't let him fall. ”

After walking for a while, Ling Chen suddenly stopped again and said to Xu Ziqing behind him.

Hearing this, Xu Ziqing was very happy to support Wang Qingyun with both hands, helping Ling Chen reduce the pressure as much as possible.

Because Xu Ziqing was worried about the safety of their girls before, and because he was also timid and afraid of corpse crocodiles, he slipped away first. As a result, the two of them came back from serious injuries, and they naturally felt a little unhappy.

Although Ling Chen guessed Xu Ziqing's thoughts, he didn't care about anything. If brothers have to worry about such trivial things, then it is too tiring to be brothers.

The two worked together to bring Wang Qingyun back. The three girls hid beside a sunken rock wall, which was overgrown with weeds and suitable for concealment. But due to the narrow terrain, it seems a little crowded for two people to squat together, let alone three people. Now there are three more people, obviously

No longer suitable for concealment.

Let Ning Yuanru check Wang Qingyun's injuries and find that there are no external injuries on his body. After vomiting so much blood, it should be a serious internal injury, but it is not life-threatening.

got a reassuring answer, and Ling Chen was relieved. Temporarily dealt with Wang Qingyun's injuries and wiped off the smell of blood with grass juice. Not daring to stop at all, Ling Chen carried Wang Qingyun on his back, and several people took advantage of the night to go on the road again.

With such fierce battles and the carcasses of more than a dozen crocodiles, the smell of blood has long since spread far and wide, and it is bound to attract more predators. If you don't leave, you can't be sure that anything else will come here and dispose of them as food.

After groping for several miles of mountain roads, everyone stopped to rest. Now they are running for their lives, and they have experienced several nights in the past, and they have long been used to it. All places can only be safe for the time being, because in the next moment, you will not know what other dangers await you.

Ling Chen chose a half-slope, where the concealment is good, the field of vision is relatively wide, it is convenient to run, and it is a good shelter. Now Ling Chen casually glances at the terrain everywhere and can find the best terrain, which can be regarded as a skill that has been exercised in a harsh environment.

put down Wang Qingyun, and hurriedly asked Ning Yuanru to check the injury again. Fortunately, the situation is still under control and has not deteriorated, which can be regarded as extremely lucky.

Escaping again, Ling Chen was not only happy, but also a little more in awe of this place. Weird, demonic, and powerful. You never know what kind of cards your enemy will play in the next moment, so be sure to think about what to do.

Calm, resolute and courageous. This is the state of mind that everyone should show when facing danger. And Ling Chen seems to be still a certain distance away from these things.

Recalling the black liquid from before, the cold and evil feeling made Ling Chen extremely uncomfortable, and his heart was restless. With such an amazing and tenacious force, it is no wonder that the world cannot tolerate it. At the same time, it also shows from the side that the blood and tears sacrificed by the ancestors against the demons.

Ling Chen was a little afraid, the magic patterns, all the magic patterns. Along the way, each enemy you encounter bursts with amazing power with magic patterns, which is strange and unpredictable.

Ling Chen knew that the source power was in his body. That black rune seemed simple and ordinary, but the impact on him in the past few months had been very huge.

Powerful, evil. The negative emotions that had a powerful impact on his state of mind must have been the source of its strength. In the future, will Ling Chen really be able to control this force, or will he be harnessed by this force?

The boy had said that he could not use this power now, only because he was too weak. In the eyes of outsiders, the powerful Xuantian Three Realms are only worthy of stepping into the threshold of the cultivation world in the eyes of the boy.

There is still a long way to go, but Ling Chen has begun to be confused. How should he go on? An invisible vortex was engulfing him, making it impossible for him to stay out of it. He instinctively wanted to escape, but found that even the way to escape was so vague.

At the end of the day, it's because he's too weak. If he can have enough power, he can have enough freedom to hold his destiny firmly in his own hands.

This was the first time Ling Chen didn't know how many times he was longing for strength, and he felt resentful of his helplessness and weakness. He also needs to work harder, be stronger, and accomplish all the things he is unwilling to do.

If, if...

It's a pity that there are no ifs.