Life is strong and fragile, and seeing a young master who had just let himself be envious and admired die in front of him like this, Yan Liqiang felt compassion in his heart.

This disciple of Ming Wangzong, until now, Yan Liqiang didn't even know his name, but looking at his martial arts cultivation, far beyond himself, at least it should be above the martial master, and maybe even higher, he can be called a young talent, such a person with unlimited prospects, just died, died in front of himself.

Yan Liqiang's mood was a little complicated, because he suddenly thought of his last "death" experience, the same sudden, the same surprise, life and death are just momentary things, the only difference is that he still has a chance to "come back", but the disciple of Ming Wangzong in front of him is really dead.

However, the environment in front of him is not the time when Yan Liqiang can sigh here, here is a wilderness, there is no human population around, and a large number of black wind thieves may be killed soon, so he must hurry up.

According to the words of the male disciple of the Ming King Sect, Yan Liqiang touched the person's body and waist, and sure enough, he felt a medicine bag on the person's waist, and there were several bottles in the medicine bag, one of which was white.

Holding the medicine, Yan Liqiang looked at the green smoke next to him again, the green smoke has faded a lot, but it has not completely dissipated, Yan Liqiang took a closer look, and found that the smoke was floating in the air, about two feet away from the ground, there was no smoke at a distance of about two feet, just like the smoke in a fire, the air under the smoke could be breathable.

Seeing this, he didn't waste time, but quickly ran to the corpse of a Shatu guard next to him, cut a piece of cloth on the sleeve of the Shatu guard's clothes with a knife, and then opened the kettle hanging on the guard's body, poured the water in the kettle on the cloth, drenched it, and then used the cloth as a mask, covered his face, and rushed to the cloud of smoke that had not completely dissipated, prostrate on the ground, and crawled towards the female disciple of the Ming Wang Sect.

Yan Liqiang was very careful, crawling forward, his face was tightly pressed to the ground, while breathing carefully, while paying attention to the condition of his body, as long as there was something wrong, he would stop immediately, because at this time, if he was also poisoned, it would be really bad, because it was impossible to jump out of the fourth person to save him again, but the possibility of the Shatu people coming here was very high.

The air breathed in through the damp fabric still has a trace of a strange and unpleasant sweet smell, but it is not heavy, this smell makes Yan Liqiang's tongue a little numb, just like chewing a pepper during a meal, Yan Liqiang's little heart is beating, when he feels the numbness of his tongue, he suddenly stopped advancing, and after resting for a few seconds, he felt that the numbness on his tongue did not continue to spread, so he let go of his heart and continued to crawl towards the female disciple of the Ming Wang Sect.

Crawling to the side of the female disciple of the Ming Wang Sect, the woman's eyes were closed, her beautiful face was a little pale, but there was a trace of green line in her forehead and eyebrows, and the green line was like life, still slowly growing and spreading, and one green line had a tendency to become two......

Yan Liqiang didn't dare to delay, directly grabbed the woman's hand, and dragged the woman from the ground to the outside of the fog while crawling.

Fortunately, Yan Liqiang's strength was not small, and the woman's body was not heavy, so soon, Yan Liqiang dragged the woman outside the smoke.

Helping the woman up and sitting on the ground, leaning on her thighs, Yan Liqiang opened the white medicine bottle, pinched the woman's mouth, and fed a red pill with a fragrant smell in the white medicine bottle directly to the woman's mouth, and then lifted the woman's chin, so that the pill slid directly into the woman's stomach.

After doing this, Yan Liqiang put the female disciple of the Ming Wang Sect lying flat on the ground and observed it carefully for a moment.

It's also miraculous, but not long after the pill entered the woman's stomach, Yan Liqiang found that the green line in the middle of the woman's eyebrows stopped growing, and then slowly began to fade under his gaze.

Yan Liqiang suddenly put his mind at ease.

"Since no one can move now, then, this task of cleaning up the battlefield can only be done by yourself, that old man Shatu seems to be still a priest, it seems that he is not an ordinary person, such an opportunity cannot be wasted!" Yan Liqiang stood up, said to himself, and then ran towards the old man who was killed by him without any psychological burden.

At this time, clean up the battlefield first, Yan Liqiang didn't think about swallowing it alone, just wait for the woman to wake up and then divide it.

The old man was already dead, and it was ugly, Yan Liqiang's first arrow pierced him through his face, and Yan Liqiang's second arrow pierced the old man's heart and nailed him to the ground with an arrow.

The old man who was just in front of him and hugged the majesty was dead at the moment, and he didn't look good, like a pile of black fishy cow dung.

Knowing that this old man had a lot of means, out of prudence, Yan Liqiang did not directly search the old man's body, but picked up a long sword on the ground, and quickly picked up and cut the clothes on the old man's body to see what was on the old man's body.

What made Yan Liqiang speechless was that I don't know if the big man didn't have the habit of bringing wallets and things when he went out, the old man's body actually had no long things, and he didn't have any wallet medicine bags, but when he picked the old man's close-fitting inner lining with a long sword, Yan Liqiang saw that the old man's shriveled chest was hung with a strange thing.

The thing was the size of a palm, like an antique round bronze mirror, shining with bronze brilliance throughout, and on the surface of that thing, there were circles of gorgeous and mysterious words, and in the middle of that thing, there was an alien beast nucleus crystal the size of a quail egg.

Unlike the alien beast nucleus crystals that Yan Liqiang had seen before, at this moment, the alien beast nucleus crystals on the copper plate had become dim, and there were still a circle of fine cracks, and all the aura had long been gone.

This thing was kept close to the shitty Shatu priest, and it didn't look ordinary, so Yan Liqiang unceremoniously ripped this thing off the old man's body......

As soon as he held it in his hand, Yan Liqiang found that the alien beast nuclear crystal on that piece of thing still felt warm, but it was rapidly cooling down.

Could it be that this thing is the aura array talisman that the disciple of the Ming King Sect just said?

Yan Liqiang put this thing away, and the dim and broken alien beast nucleus crystal on this thing suddenly reminded Yan Liqiang of something.

And at this time, the poisonous smoke in the distance had completely dissipated, and he carefully ran to the huge centipede that was broken in two and was replenished by him with two arrows, and held back the slightly hairy feeling in his heart, and poked the two parts of the centipede's body with the long sword in his hand, and then, in the middle of the centipede's body, Yan Liqiang saw a crystal clear, flashing with a trace of green luster of the alien beast nucleus.

Putting away the alien beast nuclear crystal again, Yan Liqiang wanted to search it again, but he heard a sound from the side, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw that the female disciple of the Ming Wang Sect had woken up and was slowly opening her eyes......

When Yan Liqiang dragged the female disciple of the Ming Wang Sect over just now, he happened to be put together with the male disciple of the Ming Wang Sect, so as soon as the female disciple opened her eyes, she saw the lifeless face of the male disciple of the Ming Wang Sect who had already died.

"Senior brother......" The female disciple of the Ming Wang Sect screamed sadly, struggled to sit up, and then suddenly lay on the male disciple's body and cried heartbreakingly......

"Girl, let's mourn and change......" Yan Liqiang sighed, walked over and opened his mouth......