Zhong Xiaoyan pointed to the red temple wall looming in the bamboo forest, "They went to the Land Temple, and Eleven wants to cast spells from there." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Wu Hao nodded, Zhong Xiaoyan, as a ghost cultivator, couldn't enter the Land Temple, so he chose to protect him at the door of the thatched house.

"I'll go see them." Wu Hao walked out of the thatched house and looked at the red temple wall.

Zhong Xiaoyan nodded.

Wu Hao walked through the quiet small stone road, passed through the small bamboo forest, bypassed the red temple wall, came to the left side of the gate of the Land Temple, and walked into the temple gate.

As soon as he entered the temple gate, Wu Hao felt the palpitations that enveloped him slowly dissipate, and he knew that this was the beauty of the temple, which could dispel many negative emotions.

Wu Hao walked into the main hall of the Land Temple and saw Tong Shiyi sitting cross-legged on the futon in front of the land statue, holding the seal with both hands, and his face was pale.

On both sides of Tong Eleven, Qiao Ling and Li Bingxuan stood separately.

"Eleven, you can remove the barrier, I'm done." Wu Hao said softly.

Closed his eyes and nodded a little, and slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at Wu Hao with a pale face and smiled lightly, but his complexion soon changed slightly.

Poof――

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Tong Eleven snorted and fell backwards.

"Eleven!" Wu Hao's complexion changed greatly.

He quickly came to Tong Shiyi's side, supported Tong Shiyi's back with his right hand, and slapped Tong Shiyi's chest with his left hand, and used the spiritual power in his body to input into Tong Shiyi's body.

The divine consciousness followed the spiritual power to the vein of Tong Eleven, and Wu Hao found that the vein of Tong Eleven was broken!

There are even places where the veins are broken!

The power of the incense of the Land Temple is also rapidly penetrating into Tong Eleven's body, repairing Tong Eleven's injuries.

"Senior Wu, that coercion just now is so strong!" There was still blood on the corner of Tong Eleven's mouth, and he said with a solemn face.

Tong Eleven previously helped Wu Hao to expand the Land Immortal Domain and helped Wu Hao isolate all the breath exploration.

But just now, a coercion from the underworld suddenly descended on his immortal realm.

The powerful coercion is like countless mountains smashing down, and that coercion is even stronger than when he faced the ancestors of Tongao!

Tong Shiyi was seriously injured immediately, but in order to help Wu Hao, he gritted his teeth and persevered.

When Wu Hao came to the temple, Tong Shiyi breathed a sigh of relief and retracted the immortal domain, and the injury was finally difficult to suppress, and it broke out in an instant, making him squirt out a mouthful of blood.

Wu Hao helped Tong Shiyi treat his injuries, and nodded solemnly, "It's not something we can touch now, we must avoid it before we become strong enough." ”

Li Bingxuan and Qiao Ling watched from the side with a stomach full of doubts, what coercion, what toughness? They didn't have any special feeling from start to finish.

Then Tong Shiyi was seriously injured, and looking at Wu Hao's pale face, he must have been injured as well.

"The cultivation world is so dangerous." Qiao Ling couldn't help but sigh.

Finding that Li Bingxuan was looking at herself strangely, Qiao Ling coughed lightly, "Fortunately, the girl has also become a cultivator, otherwise Wu Hao, this kid has few helpers, and it should be more dangerous." ”

"Poof!" When Tong Eleven heard Qiao Ling's words, he couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of old blood again.

This time it wasn't the injury that broke out, but because of Qiao Ling's words.

Qiao Ling actually called Senior Wu a child...... Wouldn't that mean to call him Sun...... No, no! Senior Wu is Senior Wu, he is himself, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

However, Qiao Ling's kung fu of eating cowhide is quite strong, and Tong Shiyi endured the injuries in his body and thought to himself.

He has seen the strength of Wu's predecessors with his own eyes, and Qiao Ling is only worthy of entering the door of cultivation, and now he has not even reached the first level of qi training, and he can only practice the power of qi and blood.

I want to protect Senior Wu...... I'm afraid it's a very difficult wish to achieve, but with his protection, it can be achieved in minutes.

Wu Hao naturally didn't know what Tong Shiyi was thinking at this time, and he didn't know that he was suffering such a serious injury, and Tong Shiyi still had his mind and thoughts.

I don't know if it's because Tong Eleven's heart is too big, or if Qiao Ling's words are too complaining.

Wu Hao used the spiritual power in his body, constantly helping Tong Shiyi to repair his veins, and then threw more than a dozen Eight Spirit Pills into Tong Shiyi's mouth.

The tourists who came to the Land Temple to incense saw the injured Tong Shiyi and actively wanted to help call an ambulance, but they were stopped by Li Bingxuan and Qiao Ling, who were quick to go.

Hospitals and ambulances are indeed useful for ordinary injured people, but they are too small for cultivators like Tong Eleven.

Often, their spiritual power for a week can be compared to a month's recuperation in the hospital.

Three hours passed quickly.

It wasn't until noon that Tong Shiyi's face regained a little ruddy, and the veins in his body were finally able to recover on their own under the joint repair of Wu Hao and him.

Sitting back on the futon with his knees crossed, Tong Shiyi's face was solemn, "Senior Wu, that powerful guy, what is the origin?" ”

Recalling the previous mountain-like coercion, Tong Eleven couldn't help but feel numb on his scalp.

Although his immortal domain was not too strong, it was not a problem at all to resist some powerful divine sense detection, but Tong Shiyi clearly felt that his immortal domain only resisted for less than a second just now, and then it was completely broken by coercion.

"I don't know, and besides, it's not one guy who is strong, it's four!" Wu Hao frowned.

Bai Mo's matter is really tricky, he knows so many tough guys.

Because of those guys, Wu Hao's deduction had to stop, and he began to have difficulty estimating Bai Mo's next plan.

Now that the two-horned monsters controlled by Bai Mo have some entities, once the two-horned monsters have more entities, it will become more difficult to defeat Bai Mo.

"Bai Mo has such a strong backstage, and the mobile phone connected to the heavenly court must be researched quickly." Wu Hao thought to himself.

As long as he can get in touch with the group of guys in Heavenly Court, Wu Hao is equivalent to having countless support groups, although they can't rush to help in person.

But Wu Hao already has a plan for the successful development of the mobile phone.

As long as the mobile phone research is successful, Wu Hao will immediately start the next plan.

Strive to give the immortal friends of Heavenly Court a chance to help, even if they can't come in person, the power of a projection should not be underestimated.

……

The land temple has always been very fragrant, especially when it is about eleven o'clock, tourists from outside also rush to the land temple.

Every tourist wants to kneel on the futon and make a wish towards the land.

But now the futon is completely occupied by Tong Eleven and Wu Hao.

Most tourists are naturally more than less, but there are always one or two tourists who are not used to seeing the practices of Tong Eleven and Wu Hao.

For example, an uncle who is about fifty years old, with a goatee, long hair tied at the back of his head, wearing ripped jeans and a red shirt, Wu Hao and Tong Shiyi's behavior, he can't see it.

"Two young people, you can't always occupy the futon, how rude, so it's impossible for everyone to bow down." Uncle Goatee frowned. (To be continued.) )