"Bang!" With a loud bang, an extraterrestrial meteorite fell on the earth like an intercontinental missile.

The meteorite fell and caused a huge vibration, kicking up dust and sand more than ten meters high, and a very huge crater was sunken down in the ground.

The impact of the meteorite even affected the underworld, because the meteorite was smashing on the top of the heads of King Xuan and Yiyi.

For some reason, the realm above his head and the barrier between the human and underworld realms were affected, and a slight crack appeared.

Click, click,

Yiyi looked overhead, grabbed the Shadow King's arm, and raised the speed of flight to the extreme. Broke out of the barrier in one fell swoop.

Nightshade and Storm were stunned, and the two of them escaped. The wind tried to chase after him, but Nightshade held him back.

Nightshade stared at the barrier, which was cracking more and more, and gasped, his temples throbbing. He said to Tempest, "Leave them alone, there is something more important to do now." ”

Hurricane's eyes widened and he asked inexplicably, "What could be more important than killing them?" ”

"Look at the cracked barrier up there. Once it bursts completely, the yin and yang will be unbalanced, and both the human and underworld will suffer a catastrophe.

It's a big deal, a top priority.

Those two guys can't take care of it, let them go. Nightshade pointed to the barrier.

"What do you want to do? I fully support you. ”

"The army of the Netherworld Temple has been handed over to you, whether you fight or not, you decide.

I'm going to mend the enchantment now, or it's over. ”

Nightshade's mood was very heavy at this time, and the whole person felt a little shaky.

Nightshade frowned and reached to her waist, ripped off the glowing Ghost King Seal, sat cross-legged, and chanted an obscure incantation.

The Ghost King Seal slowly rose and flew high into the sky.

Tempest took a look at Nightshade's situation, and he couldn't help himself here, so he might as well go back to the battlefield.

After the two main forces of the Juyin Hall ran away, they could show their strength on the battlefield.

The wind rushed to the foot of the mountain and used the rhythmic "Ice and Fire" against the enemy's large number, and the enemy was seriously wounded, quickly routed, and some people began to want to escape.

After the wind broke through to the Yinxia Realm, his combat power also improved, and he put on the Holy Light Armor, his physical strength and health recovery speed were 50 faster than usual, even the battle with the middle level of the Yinxia Realm was extremely easy.

Suddenly, there was a drum sound at the foot of the mountain, which was the forward drum of the Juyin Temple.

What's going on? The soldiers on both sides were a little baffled.

Nightshade was on the way to cast the spell, and when he heard the sound of the drums, he let it go, so it was true that he didn't disturb me.

Although the soldiers of the Juyin Hall were confused, they still obeyed the military orders and listened to the guidance of the drums.

A small group of people with higher cultivation levels broke out of the encirclement of the Netherworld Temple, followed the sound of drums, escaped from the barrier, and came to the human world.

At the same time, there were several layers of light gray lines next to the black circles on Mo Ran's hands in the Land of the Dead, but she didn't notice them with her eyes closed.

The wind led the soldiers to clean up the battlefield, except for those who broke out of the barrier, the rest of the soldiers of the Yin Hall were captured or hanged.

He looked around and found the Soul Eater lying on the ground dying.

Oh my God, it hurts so badly! He had the scars of that slut's ribbon on his body, and his torso was all peeled open and bleeding.

The blood stained everything around him red, and the wind hurried to help the soul eater to rest on his lap.

As soon as he pillowed on his lap, a mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth, and the frightened wind was a little scrambling, and his mind went blank.

What to do, what to do with such a serious injury? I don't know why at this time, Hurricane's mind has been circulating Mo Ran's wolfberry chicken soup in a single song.

Mo Ran once said that if she had something to write a note and put it in the ring, she didn't know if it would work if she was cultivating now. But now in this situation, you can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

The wind tore off his white robe, stained it with the blood of the Soul Eater on the ground, and wrote a sentence: The Soul Eater is seriously injured, can you give a few pots of wolfberry chicken soup to heal the injury?

Inside the U disk of the ink ran.

"Dingdong, I received a new email, please pay attention to check."

Linlong opened the email and checked the contents. According to Mo Ran's settings, it does not interfere with her interests, and all requests are selected yes. The amount of goji berry chicken broth remaining in stock: 3.

By default, the amount of wolfberry chicken soup transferred to the split equipment is 3.

Number of remaining materials: 68 chickens, 50kg wolfberry

Remake wolfberry chicken soup to replenish stock, chicken soup is being made, the remaining time is 3:45:59.

At the foot of Vicious Dog Ridge.

"Dingdong, I received a new email, please pay attention to check."

Tempest was thrilled to hear the electronic sound. Mo Ran, you are really good, very reliable.

He quickly glanced at the ring, and there were three large pots of chicken soup lying quietly inside, still hot and smoking.

Without further ado, he took out a pot of chicken soup from the ring, and the soup spoon was thoughtfully placed on top of the chicken soup.

He took a spoonful of chicken soup with a spoon, pinched his soul-devouring mouth, and said to him, "Now you don't think about anything, don't say anything, just open your mouth obediently and drink this soup, you know?" That's right, it's an order! ”

Ignoring the strange eyes of the soldiers and Soul Eaters around him at this time, as if he had seen an idiot, he forcefully poured the soup into the mouth of the Soul Eater.

After the first bite, the soul devouring stomach was warm, and he clearly felt the miraculous effect of the soup constantly repairing the damage.

He sat up unexpectedly, as if returning to the light, staring at the pot of chicken soup in front of him with bright eyes, like a hungry ghost pounced on food, and drank the pot of soup in front of him.

I had a burp because I drank too quickly.

The onlookers became more and more curious about this soup, this is a panacea, right?

Just now, the Soul Devouring Commander has already wandered away from the three souls, and the seven spirits have drifted away, and he can sit up by himself after taking a sip of soup, feeling that Taishang Laojun's elixir will be compared to this soup.

A pot of soup quickly bottomed out, and the wounds on Soul Eater's body recovered at the speed of the naked eye.

At this time, the onlookers all boiled: "Look, it's amazing, the one-inch-long crack on the right shoulder of the Soul Devouring Commander just now is now restored without a scar." ”

A soldier with a colorful head on his head, looked at the empty soup pot of the Soul Eater, licked his lips greedily, and said in his heart: This is really a treasure against the sky, but unfortunately there is nothing left.

Seeing that there were also many seriously injured people around, Hurricane couldn't help clapping his hands and said to everyone: "Carry all the seriously injured brothers, everyone will drink a sip of soup until they are finished." ”

Those who have a better relationship with the seriously wounded, as if they were fighting, rushed to push their brothers to the first and pushed them to the front of the wind, for fear that they would not be able to drink soup when they were late.

When they are all together, they are counted, and there are really a lot of them, hundreds of people.

That's all there is to it, is it enough? You can't be cheeky enough to ask Mo Ran again.

Storm personally went into battle to feed the wounded soldiers, he was afraid that others would scoop too much and not enough points, he himself scooped a little more if he was seriously injured, and scooped a little less if he was average. This barely managed to divide so many wounded soldiers.