Suddenly, the blood flowed like an infusion, and the night shadow's face was pale, and his whole body was spasmed with pain.

Ning Bufan was still curious about why Chen Mo was suicidal and received a sword from the master of the Transformation Realm just now, and when he saw this scene, he completely understood.

I have to say that he is very bold and resolute.

This was an extremely risky act, and it was something Nightshade hadn't expected, otherwise he would have had a backhand.

Night Shadow came back to his senses in an instant, and endured the pain in his arm, he counted the dots with his two fingers to stop the blood flowing sideways, and his eyes also turned blood-red when he raised his head.

Furious to the extreme, crazy erupted from the heart.

All the results today were something he had never imagined, from the moment he started it, he suffered a few dark losses on Shen Xiaoyue, his clothes were burned, Shen Xiaoyue's ability was unexpected, and there was also a relationship between him and his conceit.

By the time Chen Mo came on the field, Night Shadow had already put away his conceit and expressed enough vigilance for the two juniors, but it was no longer as simple as suffering a loss all the way down.

Chen Mo seized an opportunity at the beginning and let a Transformation Realm Grandmaster repeatedly deflated in his hands, injured inside and outside his body, and his lower body burst.

Now it has paid the price of an arm.

For the Night Shadow Remnant, this is the greatest shame in this life, and for the powerhouse of the Transformation Realm, it is even more of a bloody shame.

"Little miscellaneous pieces, the old man is going to break your body into ten thousand pieces today."

The sharp pain with the anger rolling in his heart almost instantly destroyed all his sanity, and his intact left hand blasted out with a punch, and the fierce wind with an eerie killing intent slammed into Chen Mo.

Chen Mo's condition is not very good, in addition to the injury of the shoulder, the sword of the master of the hard resistance realm, the meridians in the body are even more seriously injured, he can feel that the meridians at the shoulder are broken.

At this time, in the face of the explosive counterattack of the Night Shadow Remnant, he did not have the strength to dodge.

Shura's power had been completely detached from his body when Chen Mo tore off his arm, and the powerful backlash of his mental power made him top-heavy, which was the price of transforming an F-level powerhouse into Shura.

The meridians at his shoulder were broken, so that the aura in his body could not be mobilized, and Chen Mo could only watch this punch hit his chest.

"Click, click."

The sound of the ribs breaking was terrifying, and the whole chest collapsed a few points.

Chen Mo's back bent in an incredible arc, and his body flew out of the air, smashing into several big trees and slamming them on the ground.

Chen Mo collapsed on the ground and spurted blood, his spirit was sluggish, and he didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

Nightshade stepped forward with a sneer.

"Ning Bufan, give me the potion you researched to use." Night Shadow said: "The more poisonous, the better, it is best to let this kid survive and not die, and then die after tasting the pain." ”

Ning Bufan frowned, looked at Chen Mo who was angry on the ground, and said, "Kill him directly, his appearance won't last long, my potion is much more precious than him." ”

"No, the old man has never suffered such a big loss in his life, and this kid must regret offending the old man."

"Hey." Ning Bufan sighed, looked at the appearance of the night shadow who refused to give up, and reluctantly took out a tube of crimson medicine from the pocket of his underwear and threw it over.

"S-type medicine, no matter how serious the injury is after taking it, you can hold a breath, during which you will be subjected to the pain of being devoured by ten thousand ants, this torture will last for three days and three nights, and it will become more and more serious day by day, and when the three days come, the five internal organs will bleed and die."

Night Shadow nodded with satisfaction, opened the potion, opened Chen Mo's mouth and poured it directly.

The effect of the medicine was very fast, and after a while, Chen Mo's body writhed violently, as if there were really 10,000 words ants crawling on his body, constantly gnawing.

Seeing this, Nightshadow picked up the broken arm on the ground and flew directly into the air, he had to rush back as soon as possible, and the medical technology in the No. 8 safety zone might be able to help him get it back.

Glancing at Chen Mo on the ground, Ning Bufan took out a needle from his pocket, pierced it into his body, and drew a tube full of blood, he was particularly curious about the current situation in Chen Mo's body, people are dying, it is useless to take them away, he can also study it if he has blood.

After doing all this, he picked up Shen Xiaoyue, who was unconscious on the ground, and his body slowly flew into the air, unlike the volley void of the night shadow, under his feet, it seemed to be filled with something similar to a jet of air.

Chen Mo's heart sank to the bottom, looking at all this painfully, he didn't threaten Ning Bufan to put down nonsense, it didn't have any effect, he secretly swore in his heart that if Shen Xiaoyue dared to do something, he would definitely let the entire No. 8 safety zone be buried together.

The two of them turned into a streamer and disappeared into the sky.

Chen Mo was paralyzed on the ground alone, silently suffering the severe pain of the ants in his body, after the torture of the Z-type Evolution Pill, his pain nerves also became stronger, and he can still bear it......

Until the night, Chen Mo finally recovered a little strength, and the dizziness in his head was also relieved, he trembled his body, sat up, and several ribs in his chest were broken, and Chen Mo would grit his teeth and grin for a long time if he moved a little.

You can't stay at Beast Mountain.

Chen Mo had left a shadow of fear on the beasts here, causing the beasts to dare not attack him, but once they knew that Chen Mo was weak at the moment, they would definitely pounce on him and tear him to pieces.

Chen Mo didn't dare to leave anything to chance, and the psychology of gambling with his life on the beast was a complete manifestation of death.

He walked down the hill step by step, and at night was the peak of the beast's activity, perhaps because of the great battle during the day, there were very few beasts tonight.

Chen Mo went all the way down the mountain, it was very quiet, he didn't encounter one, but there were a few wild wolves drinking water at the foot of the mountain, and he ran away far away when he saw him.

There was a distance of more than two hours from the mountain peak to the camp, and under the torture of severe pain, Chen Mo took three steps, stopped at five steps, and stumbled all night before reaching the gate of the refugee camp.

Originally, he was also worried that the black-clothed man in the safe zone would investigate his residence, but he thought that since Ning Bufan had ordered them not to interfere in this matter, then from the perspective of their fear, they would definitely not care anymore.

Chen Mo's camp has already been tested, and there will be no more security zone guards to arrest people.

He doesn't know where to go when he is alone in the wilderness, it's too dangerous outside, and his current body will be killed even if he touches a chicken.

After thinking about it, Chen Mo still felt that the refugee camp was relatively safe, no matter whether Ning Bufan's S-type potion could take his life after three days, at least during the period when he was not dead, he had to live tenaciously, even if he couldn't see a little hope.

Chen Mo walked into the camp, it was early in the morning, and many refugees got up early to rush to the industrial area to work, and when they saw him swaying in, everyone was afraid.

Chen Mo's appearance was too terrifying and embarrassed, his upper body was bare, covered in blood, and there was a wound on his shoulder that was deeply cut by a sharp weapon, turning up the white flesh and blood.

Chen Mo really didn't have the strength to bandage it, so he could only let the wound bleed slowly, it stands to reason that the loss of more than 20% of the blood in the human body will be life-threatening, or it will be temporarily shocked.

Chen Mo estimated that his loss must have exceeded the proportion, but he didn't have anything at all except that there was no blood on his face.

Maybe it's because after becoming a cultivator and a supernatural person, his body is stronger than before, just thinking of this, there was a serious dizziness in his head.

"Damn, it's really coming." The consequences of the severe blood loss finally came, and he hurried back to the shack, took out a large bag of herbs from under the bed, and poured it all on the bed.

The dizziness in his head was severe, and his eyelids became heavy, so he didn't care about grinding it, so he grabbed a handful of herbs and wiped it on his shoulder, and his eyes went black and he fell on the bed.