Bang –

The palm that suddenly fell was blocked by a flying sword, and when he saw that the flying sword could barely withstand the pressure, the strong man retracted his palm momentum and shouted angrily: "Dugutian, what kind of mess did you kid do?"

Senior Brother Dugutian!

Shan Thirteen almost wanted to lie on the ground, barely raised his head, and saw a pair of eyes that paid attention to him, just like when they first met, they were so bohemian, and they were a little more calm at the moment.

"Master, stop for the time being, this matter is very strange, please be aware of it. Dugutian nodded towards Shan Thirteen, walked towards the strong man, and pleaded for Shan Thirteen.

"What's wrong?" The strong man was obviously annoyed by Dugutian's behavior, snorted angrily, and slapped another palm towards Shan Thirteen, this time it was even more powerful, the whole air was shaken, and before the giant palm reached his body, Shan Thirteen clung to the ground, and the sound of fried beans and broken bones sounded on his body.

"Senior Brother Shan!"

Dugutian hurriedly stepped forward and blocked the strong man's attack with his body, the strong man didn't expect Dugutian to give up his body to resist, even if he immediately withdrew his palm power, he also knocked his body away, and fell to the ground with a "snap".

"I'm so angry that I dare to shield a traitor. ”

The strong man scolded vigorously in his mouth, but when Dugutian fell, he rushed to his side, and fed a white pill into his mouth.

Dugu Tian woke up faintly, did not care about his injury, and begged: "Master, please save Senior Brother Shan, Senior Brother Mountain is not that kind of person, he saved me." ”

"Hmph, Hugh wants to mention this traitor again, he has already been slapped to death by Lao Tzu. ”

The strong man was so angry that he threw Dugutian aside, and said to the sect leader Yun Potian: "Senior brother in charge, it's all my fault that the disciples have no way, and I Yang Liudong will bear the blame for it, and please forgive the criminals for their reckless behavior, and they will be strictly disciplined when they go back." ”

"Senior Brother Yang, Dugu's nephew was also deceived for a while, since the traitor is dead, let's go back and heal!" Yun Potian smiled, and did not take Dugutian's bold behavior to heart.

Shan Thirteen almost lost consciousness in pain, but the situation of Dugutian sacrificing his life to save him was deeply in his eyes, and the anger in his heart arose spontaneously.

At this moment, Dugutian, who has only two sides, actually fought with his master in front of the public, in order to protect himself, the so-called "traitor", what more can a man ask for for a lifetime!

I didn't expect that after five years of not seeing, Senior Brother Dugu actually became a disciple of the great monk Yang Liudong, what a glorious thing, the bright and open future must not be ruined because of himself!

"I want to prove that I am not a traitor, that I am not a traitor!"

Shan Thirteen's holding back gathered the almost dissipated consciousness again, and at this time, endless pain filled the whole body, all the five senses and six senses lost their function, only the pain was accompanied, and the whole person became a mess of soft mud.

"Hey, this person is not dead, Great Elder, first imprison him, I want to see who the sacred?" Yun Potian, who was about to leave, suddenly found that the original dead Shan Thirteen not only had fluctuations in consciousness, but also consciousness was recovering and growing at an unprecedented speed.

"Obey the sect master's orders, where are the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall?"

Great Elder Qingtu's abundant aura fell on Shan Thirteen's body, temporarily stabilizing the physical injury, which can be regarded as preserving his vitality.

Shan Thirteen felt in a trance that he was being carried away, and when he woke up, he was already in a closed stone room, which was cold and damp, without a trace of warmth, and a little frozen.

"Ahh

After a little movement, the body did not react at all, as if it was not his own body, but the pain continued to come, penetrating deep into the bone marrow, unable to do it autonomously.

"Damn, it's almost all shattered!"

Shan 13 clearly felt that the bones were cracked, and even some of them had turned into bone slag, only the skull was intact, and there was no damage, and he could also rotate slightly, looking at the surrounding environment.

Bang Dang –

A light appeared in the stone room, and a figure slowly walked in, carrying a half-sized box in his hand, and walked to the side of Shan Thirteen, and quickly laid out all kinds of things, these are all tools for treating bone wounds.

Shan 13 pretended not to wake up, and was at the mercy of the other party, and he was busy for two hours before he lowered his head and sighed, and walked out quietly.

Words like "no hope" came from outside the stone room, and it seemed that he was more concerned, but he didn't know who it was? This fiddling was completely a good intention, and the whole person became a plaster statue, blocking the only channel for Shan Thirteen to absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

"I don't know how long I've been in a coma, my bones have been so badly damaged, I have to repair them as soon as possible, otherwise I will really become a living dead. ”

Shan Thirteen's brain couldn't stop turning, without the refining of the elixir aura, it was simply a rice cook, where did the backbone come from, where did it come from?

One method after another is denied, and there is really no way to recover without enough aura?

Bone cultivation must have his own way to heal his wounds, but he didn't find it, time passed minute by minute, and the black hair of Shan Thirteen gradually appeared white hair, and as time went by, more and more, and even when it was dawn, the whole hair turned white, adding a bleak scenery to the dim stone room.

Tick –

A drop of water suddenly fell on his cheeks, and suddenly woke up Shan Thirteen in meditation, and the cool feeling of the water droplets slid down on his cheeks through the skin, this faint reaction made Shan Thirteen frown, as if he had thought of something.

The facial skull suddenly squirmed, and in the constant twisting and changing, the face gradually reverted to the original appearance, and there was obviously a faint white mist on the skin that penetrated the body surface.

This white mist is actually the backbone qi, which is sealed in the face and skull by cultivating the illusion bone technique, and only in this way can the effect of the illusion be maintained. At the beginning, it was precisely because it had to lose a lot of backbone energy, so it was just a face and skull for cultivation.

This trace of backbone qi is only one-thousandth of the cultivation, not even yet, under the manipulation of Shan Thirteen, it slowly turned into a mini axe that is invisible to the naked eye, and the shadowy phantom collapsed in less than a hundredth of a second.

Whew-

In the broken bone veins, a breeze suddenly blew, making Shan Thirteen numb and crispy for a while, as if thousands of ants were gnawing on it, painful and happy.

"It's done!"

Shan Thirteen secretly screamed in his heart, he really admired his quick wit. Use the facial skull to maintain a little bit of bone energy with the effect of the illusion bone technique, and cast a heaven-shaking power, so that the heaven and earth aura condensed by the mini axe can be used for your own use, because the body surface is tightly blocked by gypsum, it is not afraid of the leakage of bone energy.

This condensed heaven and earth aura is not much, but it is enough to perform a bone shattering vein, yes, it is a bone crushing vein. This is the only way that Yamasan racked his brains to come up with, to abandon all previous penances and start from scratch.

Click-

There are few intact bones left, one by one turned into bone residue, there has been experience in bone crushing and condensation, this time it is very fast, the whole process of condensing veins was completed in less than an hour.

Crackling –

Shan Thirteen's arm moved slightly, and with consciousness, this feeling of being lost and regained was really cool, and with a random swing, the plaster on the surface of the body cracked and fell to the ground, turning into powder.

Adapting to the re-condensed bone veins, Shan 13 looked inward, and couldn't help shaking his head, after 30 years of hard work, once he returned to the pre-liberation period, his strength was only the peak of his innate nature.