"Patriarch Grandpa! Don't!" Mu Chen said hurriedly under the black soil.

It's just that now he is stiff, and he can't speak, so he can only let out bursts of roars to vent his anxious emotions!

Mu Chen sped up the speed of plowing the soil, but it was inconvenient to move in the black soil, and the already stiff flying body was even slower to go up in the black soil.

Above the ground, Gu Ling's martial soul shone with bursts of dazzling light. The pitch-black wolf body already had hundreds of cracks at this time, and the light shot straight out from that crack.

It's too late, it's fast, and when Lin Qijin's face changed abruptly, he manipulated the spirit corpse Yuji to retreat behind him.

But how could Gu Ling let him retreat easily, sacrifice the martial soul that was about to explode, and gallop away in the direction of Lin Qijin's retreat!

"Lin Qijin! The old man exchanged his own life for half your life, or did you earn it!hahahaha!"

As soon as the words fell, in an instant, a huge impact force came from Gu Ling's body, spreading to the surroundings, within a radius of five hundred zhang, the trees broke one after another at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the broken branches and trees, along with the gravel on the ground, and the earth, all flew outward with the aftermath of the impact.

The self-explosion of the Martial Dao Grandmaster of the Transformation Realm was so terrifying! There was not a single grass growing within a radius of 500 zhang!

And the center where the self-explosion is located is naturally even more miserable.

Gu Ling was covered in blood at this time, lying motionless on the ground. Not far from him, Lin Qijin half-knelt there, looking at Gu Ling in horror, never thinking that he would be so strong, and he would blow himself up when he said that he would blow himself up.

Lin Qijin looked at his body, a bitter feeling. At this time, as Gu Ling said before, although he didn't really go to half a life, it was not far off. There are hundreds of wounds of different sizes on the body, the most serious is the wound on the right chest, which can already be faintly seen in the lungs. And when Gu Ling blew himself up, the black flame brought by the martial soul scourge was burning his wound at this time, if it wasn't for the critical moment, he used the spirit corpse Jade Ji to block the vital point, but I am afraid that he is not far from death at this time.

After all, Yu Ji is a zombie on the corpse list, and she has only had dozens of wounds if she has suffered most of Gu Ling's self-explosion head-on, and the deepest part is only two inches. Go back and recuperate in the corpse treasure of the human city for a month, and you will be able to recover again.

It's just that his injury can't be healed at all without some cold heavenly treasures, even if he finds one or two, he won't be able to recover in a few years, Lin Qijin shook his head helplessly.

And the old man surnamed Na Shi got his warning before Gu Ling blew himself up, and quickly retreated, although he was also partially injured, but he still narrowly avoided it. As for the old five and the remaining two flying stiff, they were not so lucky. Even Lin Qijin of the Transformation Realm lost half of his life under the impact of having most of the spirit corpses, let alone them who just followed the Shadow Realm.

"Patriarch!" the patriarch of the clan surnamed Xun rushed to Gu Ling's side, picked up his body and shouted loudly.

Gu Ling opened his eyes with difficulty, trying to speak but couldn't make a sound.

Gu Ling knew that this person had always coveted the heavenly stiff fangs that Muye had raised in the ancestral hall, but the loyalty to his clan was really clear, and the sun and the moon could be seen. He knew very well that the status of the Scourge Fighting Clan was completely brought by Muye, and Gu Ling had always been a person he respected and feared, and at this moment, when he was dying, he was also sad from the bottom of his heart.

"Patriarch, I'll take you back to the clan!" said the clan elder with the surname Xun choked up

After speaking, he picked up Gu Ling on his back, and without looking at Lin Qi's eyes, he walked in the direction of the Scourge Clan.

Lin Qijin could only watch at this moment, as the old man surnamed Xun and the dying Gu Ling gradually disappeared into the dense forest. Although he can barely move at the moment, he is afraid of pulling the most serious wound on his chest. He wanted to drive the spirit corpse to chase after him, but he couldn't lift the hands of the knot seal at all.

"That's it, let's make plans after we go back to this matter, it's just a pity for the old five and nine. Hey, how should I explain this to their family when I go back....... Knowing this, the flying zombie that was about to enter the half-step spirit corpse was lost. Nowadays, it can really be said that stealing chickens is not a loss. When Lin Qijin thought of this, he suddenly felt that the wounds on his body at this time were not as bad as the brain pain.

Suddenly, he jerked his head up and looked at a black earth not far away. I saw a blue-gray palm breaking out of the black soil!

"This is?!" Lin Qi frowned, and found that the palm was somewhat familiar.

When the palm of the hand was exposed to the ground with the blue-gray arm, Lin Qijin's tightly knit brows suddenly relaxed, and the previous black cloak had turned into ashes when the Gu Ling Martial Spirit blew itself up, and at this moment the wrinkles on his face were like a blooming chrysanthemum, grinning and looking at that arm with some excitement.

After more than ten years of cultivating the flying zombie, he was only one foot away from the half-step spirit corpse, and Lin Qijin was more familiar with the flying zombie he lost than his own body! Based on this blue-gray arm alone, he concluded that under the black soil, it was the flying zombie that had broken off contact earlier!

At this time, in addition to Lin Qijin's excitement, another blue-gray arm was also pulled out of the black soil, and then groped on the ground with both palms for a moment, and then supported the two thickest places, and in the blink of an eye, a three-foot tall flying zombie jumped up from the black soil!

"Bang!" came a heavy landing sound, and the dust suddenly flew up.

After a few breaths, the dust settled, and a zombie more than six feet tall with green-faced fangs appeared there, with its back to Lin Qijin, and roared in a low voice in the direction where Fang Cai Gu Ling was taken away.

Lin Qijin moved his fingers with difficulty, but the movement of this finger made his face change greatly! The connection between the flying stiffness in front of him, which had been practiced for more than ten years, and his secret method was completely severed!

This corpse refining technique is the secret technique of pressing the bottom of the box of their Lin family in the human city, how could it be suddenly cut off without any expectation! Lin Qijin didn't believe in this evil, and gritted his teeth and made a few magic marks with difficulty, and his face became more and more ugly.

After more than ten years of sacrifice, seeing that he was about to enter a half-step spirit corpse, he somehow temporarily cut off the connection, and after recovering it at this time, he found that the connection established by the more than ten years of qi and blood cultivation was actually cut off by a mysterious force and turned into nothingness!

At this time, Mu Chen didn't know what Lin Qijin was thinking behind him, and of course he didn't want to know. He looked at the direction in which Gu Ling left, and said silently in his heart: "Patriarch Grandpa, you hold on, and when Mu Chen cleans up this culprit, he will return to the clan to send you on your last journey!"

Thinking of this, Mu Chen's heart was crossed, and he slowly turned around and looked towards Lin Qijin.