"Elder Zhao, don't forget the conditions of our cooperation. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Huang Xin, the black-robed man, suddenly spoke.

Zhao Lizong's eyelids jumped, and he said with a smile: "Of course, of course!" ”

"Don't you want to cleanse your body and kill Li Qianzhong with your own hands? OK! Zhao Lizong walked up to the black-robed man Huang Xin and patted him on the shoulder.

"The Gray Demon has gone to hunt down Li Qianzhong, you know his strength, no one can escape from his men. As for the cleansing ceremony, when we find the treasure of the source of the spiritual spring, the old man will prepare a cleansing for you! ”

The black-robed man Huang Xin nodded, turned around and walked towards the outside of the forbidden land: "I hope you don't lose your trust." ”

Zhao Lizong's eyes froze, watching Huang Xin's figure disappear at the exit of the forbidden land, his face was expressionless.

"The Grey Devil hasn't come back for so long, are you in any trouble?" Zhao Lizong muttered.

According to his estimates, with the strength of the ashes, it is simply a simple matter to recover a seriously injured foundation building powerhouse and two little babies.

"How long will it take to find the source of the spiritual spring?" Zhao Lizong asked.

Behind him, a man in a gray robe appeared.

"A month." The gray robe is humane.

Zhao Lizong nodded, a month, although the time is a little longer, but it is just in this month, the Li family's clansmen can be cleaned up.

In recent days, people from the Li family have returned from outside one after another.

They didn't know what had happened in the family, but they couldn't contact the family unilaterally, so they came back to check.

These people who came back often had just opened the family's formation, and when they were defenseless, they had already been erased by the Zhao family waiting in it.

The tragedy is still unfolding.

"Take someone to the Li family's traffic artery to find the ashes, find the abnormality, and report it as soon as possible." Zhao Lizong said lightly.

"Yes." The gray-robed man nodded, and disappeared in an instant.

Glancing at the Lingquan Spring again, Zhao Lizong suppressed his urgency and left the forbidden land.

……

The northern part of Gaoshan County, Jiangbei Province.

Early in the morning, Li Bingxuan had just made breakfast, boiled some gruel, and was about to feed Wu Hao.

Suddenly, Wu Hao, who had been unconscious, snorted, his body trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Wu Hao!" Li Bingxuan hurriedly came to Wu Hao's side, and her right hand, which was as white as jade, rested on Wu Hao's pulse.

"Breath disorder!" Li Bingxuan's face changed.

She tried to inject the power of qi and blood into Wu Hao's body again, but found that the strange energy in Wu Hao's body was stronger, and with just a slight contact, Li Bingxuan couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Patriarch, if you don't save Wu Hao again, he will be in danger!" Li Bingxuan turned around anxiously and shouted at Li Qianzhong, who was leaning against the stone wall.

"Hehe......" Li Qianzhong, who had been silent for several days, suddenly laughed.

He laughed at himself, "Save him? Do you think I still have that ability? I've lost all my cultivation! ”

"What!?" Li Bingxuan frowned.

"Huang Xin's poison is too ruthless, damn poison, invaded the veins of my whole body, and corroded the veins." Li Qianzhong said as if talking to himself.

Li Bingxuan's face was ugly, and she looked back at Wu Hao, who was pumping on the ground.

Blood continued to flow from the corners of Wu Hao's mouth, and his expression looked very painful.

Li Bingxuan took a towel from her backpack and worriedly wiped the blood for Wu Hao.

"Don't have an accident!" Li Bingxuan bit her lower lip, her eyes like black jewels were full of panic.

Although Wu Hao was always in a coma during this time, Wu Hao left a deep impression on her when he rescued her in the family before.

Li Bingxuan seemed to feel that as long as Wu Hao was alive, then she would be safe, and there would still be hope for their Li family.

However, now Wu Hao seems to be suffering from the pain of her injuries, and she is worried that Wu Hao will not be able to hold on......

Burst!

Wu Hao's body stiffened, and blood spurted out again, his face was instantly pale as paper, and his breath was extremely disordered.

"No!! You can't die! Li Bingxuan shouted loudly.

Her flustered eyes flashed with determination, her white hands grabbed Wu Hao's arms, gritted her teeth, and the power of qi and blood rushed into Wu Hao's veins without reservation.

Boom -

Like suddenly falling into a roaring flood, Li Bingxuan's ears were ringing.

She felt that in Wu Hao's veins, that strange power was frantically strangling the power of qi and blood she had entered.

Moreover, that strange power poured into Li Bingxuan's veins domineeringly along Wu Hao's hands.

"Poof!"

Li Bingxuan's face turned pale, and she spurted out a mouthful of blood, the scene in front of her became more and more blurred, and her head seemed to fall into a swamp and passed out......

On the side of the stone wall, Li Qianzhong, who had collapsed, looked at Li Bingxuan who had passed out in a coma, the corners of his mouth twitched, and an extreme sadness welled up in his heart, and he laughed miserably.

……

The white world, there is no boundary, no sound, no wind, only silence.

Wu Hao sat cross-legged in this world, he didn't know how much time he had been sitting, there was no concept of time here.

His eyes were closed, and his face was calm, like a sitting old monk.

Maybe a day has passed, maybe a month has passed, maybe a year or two years have passed, or a hundred years or two hundred years have passed.

At this moment, the white fog in the white world began to roll.

Endless white mist gathered around Wu Hao from the boundless range.

The white mist either swirls like a whirlpool or howls like a raging wind.

And the shape of the white mist is constantly changing.

Sometimes, like a mighty white tiger; Sometimes, like an eagle soaring in the sky; And sometimes, it is like a Kunpeng with a wingspan of 20,000 miles; Sometimes, it looks like a mighty dragon!

Without exception, all kinds of divine beasts and strange birds transformed into these white mist, either full of majesty or full of evil eyes, would fall on Wu Hao, who was meditating cross-legged.

These gazes are sometimes filled with murderous intent that penetrates into the marrow, sometimes with confusion, and sometimes with sudden cordiality...... A wide variety of complex emotions.

Time passes under this scrutiny.

It seems like another hundred, two hundred, or more time has passed.

The white mist no longer rolls, nor does it change shape, but returns to its form.

Gradually, the white mist was windless and automatic, with Wu Hao as the center, and rotated.

The speed of rotation became faster and faster, eventually forming a vortex of white mist.

This vortex slowly suspended above Wu Hao's head, constantly rotating.

The change seems to have come to a point and stopped again.

Time seems to have no end, every minute and second, a year and a month, a thousand years and a hundred years...... Wu Hao has always sat like an old monk, as if he had forgotten the world and himself.

Suddenly, the white mist vortex rotated to a certain critical point, and a tornado-like tip appeared in the center of the vortex.

As soon as the tip of a tornado appeared, it slowly sank, and I don't know how many days and years it sank, and finally ...... Get in touch with Wu Hao's Heavenly Spirit.

The moment they came into contact with Wu Hao's Heavenly Spirit, these white mist seemed to have suddenly found a pouring outlet, and quickly poured into Wu Hao's body.

Thundered! (To be continued.) )