"Sect into the top of the mountain, integrated into one, sharing the luck of the mountain range, this is the handiwork of the great sect!"

The old man pointed to the stone gate not far ahead, which was extraordinary, but ordinary, "This is the ladder of the Heavenly Dao Sect, which speaks of the simplicity of the Taoist heart, peace and tenacity." ”

A group of scholars followed the old man's point, all of them were like this, this sect is really extraordinary, even this stone step has a saying.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" "Feng Zi roared, four days, it took four days, Feng Zi's hair was blown and set, the scarlet eyes were hoarse and roared, and the phantom did not stop at all, just like a numb machine, driving the limbs.

But Feng Zi knew that the clearest idea now was the phantom himself.

"You kid, the Heavenly Dao Sect is like this..."Seeing the teacher's whimpering and silent conversation, all the disciples were confused.

I saw that the teacher returned to the appearance of a tour guide, and explained: "That is the mount of the little witch Zixuan, the phantom of Chen Long, a good horse in the world with the blood of a fire dragon, it is not a problem to travel thousands of miles every day, if you meet it in the future, everyone is cautious in words and deeds." ”

All the scholars were like this, and they took a few serious glances to keep it in mind.

Under the Heavenly Dao Sect, there are countless people who visit, study, and study.

But the 10,000-step ladder, not everyone can climb up, from the beginning of the dense crowd of people, to the back of only three or two people left, continue to go up and gradually lose people, you know the height of this Heavenly Dao Sect ladder.

However, today's Fengzi is not in the mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the Heavenly Dao Sect at all.

The arm of the left hand has long been frozen off, and the fire armor is covered with frost, without the support of the aura, it is difficult to resist such frost only by relying on the fire armor's own aura array.

And Feng Zi only has 200 points of aura, and when it is used up, it can only wait for the recovery to continue, so although the fire armor is useful, it has little effect.

"This senior brother, please dismount!"

As soon as the front foot spoke, the back foot felt a strong wind, and the wind was blowing, and he couldn't stand steadily.

"That's a phantom, you dare to stop it, it's not that the senior brother said you, you have to be more attentive in the future. ”

"Yes, yes, what the senior brother taught. ”

I was afraid for a while, but I didn't expect it to be the little witch's mount, but fortunately I didn't stop it, and I only had to die if I hit it at that speed, not to mention that it was better to die than to stop it.

Along the way, in the midst of exclamation, abuse and dodging within the Heavenly Dao Sect, Feng Zi broke through the encirclement, and it was not until the gate of the compound of an independent mountain peak that the phantom stopped.

Feng Zi jumped off the phantom with Zixuan in one hand, and the phantom fell directly to the ground just after landing.

"How are you?" said the sound of falling to the ground, causing Feng Zi to turn his head in concern.

"I'm fine, take off, take off your strength! Take Zixuan to see her master, Wen Wu Martial God!"

Zheng nodded, Feng Zi was holding Zixuan, and kicked open the gate of the compound with one foot, and the missing arm was still a little uncomfortable.

"This... This Daoist brother, I don't know what to do with Wen Wanfeng?"

The female disciple looked at Feng Zi, who had a rather funny image in front of her, and was stunned when she asked, her eyes never left Feng Zi's style, and this hair was too fierce.

In the face of questioning, Feng Zili ignored it, although the other party was polite, but he was pressed for time, as soon as he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Ziqing closed his eyes, and his breath was much weaker, I am afraid that Ziqing's soul has no way to continue to hold on.

"Where is Wenwen, let her come out and save people quickly. ”

Hearing Feng Zi shouting, and even calling the martial god his name, the female disciple was furious on the spot, "Who are you, so rude! As he spoke, the long sword was thrown out, and it stabbed horizontally at Feng Zi.

Feng Zi didn't bother to pay attention to this person, and he didn't dodge or dodge in the face of the long sword that stabbed over.

'Poof'

Looking at the shocked appearance of the female disciple, Feng Zi stuck the long sword with the broken arm of her left hand and directly pushed the long sword out, "The thorns are all stabbed, hurry up and let Wen Wan come out to save people, otherwise let her collect the body of her precious apprentice!"

Looking at the female disciple who was stunned and dropped the long sword to the ground, Feng Zi strode towards the main hall.

Only then did the female disciple discover that this man was actually a broken arm, and it seemed to be frozen alive, and there were some traces of tendon tearing on it, this person was so ruthless.

The female disciple with a big mouth reacted and hurriedly went to ask the master.

Hearing that Zixuan had an accident, Wen Wan came to the main hall as soon as possible, and already knew Zixuan's general situation at a glance.

"Take this little brother down to heal!"

Wen Wan's appearance is thirty, solemn and solemn, which makes Feng Zi feel that she has seen Wu Zetian, and her aura is extremely strong, if it is not for her kind voice, it is estimated that she is a copy of the god-level Wu Zetian.

"I'm fine, minor injury, save her. Feng Zi, who was a little dizzy, rejected Wen Wan's kindness.

The female disciples outside the main hall around looked at Feng Zi with an expression of disbelief.

Blood in that place, broken arms, small injuries? I'm afraid you'll see Hades in the next second.

The female disciple who stabbed Feng Zi with a sword couldn't stand it anymore, "I'll take you down to heal!"

"No!" said that he took out a bottle of pill in his right hand, Jin Chuangdan was in his stomach, there were too many people around, he didn't dare to commit suicide, and he would really die if he continued like this, so he could only take a pill to stop the bleeding first.

Who would have thought that the pill would go down to the stomach, the broken arm was a little itchy, and the bleeding chest stopped bleeding.

In front of everyone's eyes, a new arm grew like this, everyone was stunned, Feng Zi didn't expect this bullshit pill to be so magical, he hadn't been so seriously injured before, but now it was an eye-opener.

Although he was shocked in his heart, he didn't have any expression on the surface, looking at Wen Wan in a daze, "Save her! ”

"Oh, oh!" Wen Wan has lived for so long, to be honest, it is the first time she has seen such a crazy person, and she is a little subversive, even if she is yelled at by Feng Zi continuously, she is not angry.

Looking at the inner armor on Zixuan's body, Wen Wan couldn't help but glance at Fengzi several times.

The extraordinary blue-level inner armor that created the earth, even if he didn't have many pieces in his hands, and it was also an elixir that was so compatible with Zixuan's body that it could generate muscles and live bones, and this person came from an extraordinary way.

With the support of Wen Wan's huge aura, the fire armor instantly activated, directly activating Zixuan, who was about to turn into an ice sculpture.

A strong stream of water vapor rose from Zixuan's body.

Seeing such a scene, Feng Zi knew that there was a play, and said uneasily: "I have fed the pill, but it has no effect." What the hell is she sick?"

Knowing that the pill Feng Zi said was the kind that had just grown muscle, Wen Wan shouted in her heart that it was a waste.

"This is a wound to the soul, and it has nothing to do with the body. "It's really a waste of the Divine Pill like this, but it also makes Wen Wan have a good impression of Fengzi.

It seems that Zixuan has a lot of status in the other party's heart.

And although Feng Zi's flesh hurts, but he can't show it, now he knows that the introduction of the pill is true, not a little fake, now he only has 96 deposits left, and he can only make careful calculations in the future, and the value of this pill is no longer measurable.

When I think of wasting two of them on myself, my heart hurts, and I have a resurrected self, and I want to waste the elixir for the yarn.

Looking at Zixuan, who was constantly steaming, Feng Zi knew that there was nothing to do with himself here, and when he turned his head, he saw the sweat on Wen Wan's forehead, and the pills that he swallowed one after another.

Feng Zi took out a bottle of pill and put it next to Wen Wan.

"This is the Lingyun Pill, a spiritual energy that can instantly recover full consumption, if it is necessary, eat it. ”

Feng Zi is reluctant, with the foresight of Jin Chuangdan, this Lingyun Pill is definitely real, just putting a bottle of money is too broad.

In order to complete the task, he comforted himself in his heart.

Although Feng Zi's heart ached, his face was indifferent, as if this was an ordinary pill, and it didn't matter at all.

"Okay!" Wen Wan was also polite, the speed at which she was consuming her aura now could not be estimated at all, and the realm of the Martial God could not be estimated, so you can imagine how heavy Zixuan's problem is.