However, a few seconds later, just before the apprentice witch who was a little far away from the battlefield hurriedly finished the spell construction, the lizardman guarding the inside of the cave couldn't help but decisively stop charging, and its slightly bowed tall and thin body suddenly flew out like a cheetah, and it seemed to crash into it unreservedly.

Ling Ye's green shadow flickered in front of him, and he expected to add a spiritual power to his eyes, so that he could barely capture the figure of the other party's extreme sprint.

Knowing that success or failure was in this move, he did not hesitate to abandon the nameless short knife that was a major consumer of spiritual power, and swung his fist shirtless, and collided with it with some indifference.

Without any accidents, the two who were trying to speed locked onto each other, and collided desperately.

With a dull crashing sound, the flesh was squeezed, deformed, and cracked, and the two who were still attacking each other bounced in reverse.

At this moment, this man and beast are each covered in scars and blood, and they all look like two powerful ghosts that are biting each other endlessly in hell.

Ling Ye touched his chest with palpitations, looked down slightly, and found that his chest had been cut open.

Mixed with a bit of heterochromatic blood, wriggling pink muscles, and Bai Sensen's twisted skeleton...... Everything in the boy's chest was exposed to the air. Even digging deeper, you can vaguely see a fist-sized red heart, and the only thing that is fortunate is that it is still beating unharmed.

It's not that the demonic beast dominated by the killing intent and beastly nature suddenly understands forgiveness and mercy, Ling Ye thinks that he himself can't do such a hypocritical and great thing.

The reason for everything is not complicated, the other party is much more miserable than Ling Ye's appearance at this time.

Not to mention the other injuries, the lizardman's left chest was wide open, and his heart had been crushed like fresh fruit by five dark claws, the flesh of which was rotten and juice splattered.

And its entire tattered tall and thin body was being pulled by a soaring black shadow behind it and was about to fall to the ground.

It is undoubtedly dead.

Ling Yehe raised his head with a smile, and said to the black shadow in front of him with a relaxed expression: "Hehe, how about it?" As long as we work together, even the opponents of one or two realms higher will ......."

Before Ling Ye's words were finished, there was a panicked scream behind him, and then he felt a stronger and stronger heat hit him.

"Be careful!Get out of the way!!" was the voice of the clumsy apprentice witch.

it!

Before he could shout out, Ling Ye covered the opening on his chest with both hands, so as not to accidentally fall out of his internal organs or other parts, and subconsciously bent over with his head in obedience.

With a "whoosh", Ling Ye's scalp was hot and numb at first, and then he felt the light in front of him ignite, and he, who was still keeping his head down, once again watched the blood in his chest gushing out as if he didn't want money with the gravity of Mother Earth.

lamenting, scolding, distressing...... Forcibly suppressing all kinds of negative emotions in his heart, as well as the feeling of his limbs being weak and his head being dizzy, he sat down trembling in the middle of the night, and began to seize the time to recover what little spiritual power he had left.

The wound in her chest wasn't serious, but it could at least be easily contained by a spell, and the stupid witch gave her more time to use the spell, at least it was able to stop the seemingly raging hemorrhage.

The most important thing is to use [Wraizen] to be destroyed by the lizardmen!

Before, with the help of his senior sister's possession, although he was forced to move for a period of time, and he could even use spiritual power, but now the symptoms of backlash are faintly reappearing. If he didn't recover enough spiritual power quickly, the consequences of the multiple injuries on his body would be extremely serious - this was a warning from Ling Lao just now, and Ling Ye had to be cautious.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I want to help too...... But things are generally going well, and you can see that this lizardman was burned to death by me......"

The voice behind her was crisp and pleasant, but the chatter made people feel overwhelmed, and there was a strong excitement in her tone.

What do you call killing?

Shall I just kill you?

Lao Tzu's precious material!

The poison sac required for the mission can be made into lizard skin to protect leather armor...... The heart is rotten, and the minions of the lizard spellcaster don't seem to be worth much...... Damn, I should have saved the lizardman......

Holding back the thought of wanting to get up and kill someone, Ling Ye squeezed out while he still had some strength left: "...... Therapy...... Hurt ......"

"Ahh Wait, let me think, bandages, potions, spells...... Healing spells, by the way, I'm glad I practiced this in advance,"

The apprentice witch said in a panic, thinking for a while before recalling this spell,

"Healing Hand!"

That's what Lao Tzu asked you to practice, and fortunately I reminded you several times earlier, otherwise I might really die on your stupid person...... Ling Ye, whose whole body stiffened more and more, was powerless to complain about anything.

He could close his eyes and feel a faint and soft breeze blowing on his face, caressing and rubbing his wounds like sympathetic hands, and then seeping through the wounds, lingering deeply, soothing the moaning muscles, viscera and meridians, and gradually stopping the outpouring of blood in a faint coolness......

Ling Ye felt a little more relaxed, after the injury was temporarily suppressed, even the spiritual power recovered a little faster, and the meridians were a little more vigorous.

But this is not enough, the urging voice in the senior sister's mind has become more and more weak, and it seems that it is too late......

Ling Ye was silent for a moment in his heart, but he actually stopped the recovery of his spiritual power and began to operate another method of operation of the spiritual technique.

This is a treatment method that depletes one's own vitality, and overuse can even reduce one's lifespan.

After Ling Ye learned about this method from Ling Lao, he immediately made up his mind and decided not to use it lightly. However, what he didn't expect was that it was only half a month before he was about to run this method for the third time.

When this method is used on oneself, there is no need to worry about accidentally injuring other people's meridians and is always vigilant, so Ling Ye still has the energy to do other things.

He opened his eyes, and first said to the white-robed witch, who was a little surprised and concerned:

"It's hard work, trouble hold on for a while. ”

Although the [Healing Hand] is the same apprentice-level spell as the [Trick Hand], its healing effect is still remarkable. For attacks that are not fatal or of a special nature, as long as the mana supply continues, although it is impossible to fully recover, it is not difficult to maintain the injury from deterioration.

In this way, Ling Ye can at least hang a small life in a short period of time - if there is no accident.

"However, you are still poisoned, it is the claws of the poisonous lizardman......" The witch said bluntly, as if she was not afraid that the other party would be angry.

Ling Ye turned a deaf ear, then moved his eyes a little away with difficulty, and calmly looked behind the witch: "Little guy, your name is Chen Dong now...... I'm dying, and if you really want to kill her, I won't survive. ”