The fiery ripples of the explosion were like a monstrous fire dragon, sweeping down the passage in all directions.

In each passage, there were constantly masters who were swallowed up by the ripples of the explosion.

In the face of this kind of explosive ripples, unless it is at the level of a Grandmaster powerhouse, otherwise, it is impossible to survive at all.

This is still the aftermath of the explosion, if you are at the center of the explosion, just look at the two American fifth-level biochemical warriors, ten deaths.

"Bang!"

A roll, Li Ling fell to the ground heavily, and the three Yuanzhen monks who were carried by him also rolled out.

"Ahem, cough, cough!" Blood spilled from Li Ling's mouth, and with the fire escape he had just practiced, Li Ling successfully escaped the most ferocious part of the explosion.

At this moment, Li Ling looked extremely wolf, his clothes were melted by the blazing heat, sticking to his body, his skin was wrinkled like tree bark, and there was a faint smell of flesh on his body.

"Bai Ling, exchange huàn instant gold sore medicine, snow ointment, snow green sheep Ruan Xuedan!"

"Ding!"

"The host consumes 3,400 silk points, and redeems huàn instantaneous gold sore medicine, snow ointment, and snow green sheep Ruan Xuedan!"

The silvery-white gold sore medicine fell from the top of his head, and Li Ling was short of breath and tingled all over his body.

As the golden sore medicine fell on his body in an instant, Li Ling felt a shock and coldness all over his body, and he quickly broke through the snow cream on the scorched black skin, and then took the snow green sheep Ruan Xuedan.

After doing this, Li Ling struggled to get up and looked at the three charred black figures that fell not far away.

Monk Yuanzhen They were extremely seriously injured, unless their chests were okay, and the other parts were scorched.

A hint of apology flashed in Li Ling's eyes, he didn't expect that the explosion of fifty AT grenades would cause such a great power.

"Instant gold sore medicine!"

"Ding!"

"The host consumes 100 silk points, and the gold sore medicine is exchanged for huàn!"

"Ding!"

"Instantaneous Golden Sore Pill is used by people other than members of the Dragon Alliance, and it consumes ten times the amount of points!"

Taking a deep breath, Li Ling's blackened right hand held the jade bottle and poured the silver-white instantaneous gold sore medicine on the Yuanzhen monk.

A bottle of instantaneous gold sore medicine for three people can almost cover their whole body.

However, even after using the instantaneous gold sore medicine, the Yuanzhen monks still did not wake up, and their hearts were beating slower and slower.

Especially one of the Hua Jin masters, he was burned on the face by Yan Zòng, and it was difficult to breathe.

"Bai Ling, how much bit do you need to save Monk Yuanzhen and them?" The corners of Li Ling's mouth twitched, looking at Monk Yuanzhen and the other three, it was impossible to save them with the instantaneous gold sore medicine alone.

"Master, just to save the life, you need to consume 6,000 points, and if they are restored to their heyday, you need to consume 210,000 points!"

"Damn!" Li Ling still has less than 200,000 points, and even if he wants to restore them to their heyday, it is impossible.

Moreover, Li Ling knew that if he only saved them, it would be better to give them a simple answer.

No martial artist could withstand such a blow, and he was originally a high-ranking master of chemical strength, but now he was reduced to paralysis.

"Special mother, save them first!"

Li Ling is not a good person, nor is he an evil person, the Yuanzhen monk is because of himself to become like this. If Li Ling couldn't see it, then forget it, but now, he couldn't see death without help.

"Whew!"

Just as Li Ling was about to pour huàn medicine into the system, a figure suddenly appeared beside him.

The person who came had a strong breath, holding a pitch-black cane in his hand, a head of white hair, sprinkled on his shoulders, and his face full of folds and like old skin showed a dignified color.

"Are you?" Li Ling was shocked, although because of the explosion before, he was seriously injured. However, his perception was not affected in any way, even if the half-step Grandmaster was close to a hundred meters, he could feel it. But now, his perception didn't capture how the old man appeared.

The old man ignored Li Ling, frowned, took out three pills from the medicine bag, stuffed them into the mouths of the Yuanzhen monks, and immediately took out the silver needle and pierced them into the center of their eyebrows.

In less than three seconds, the three monks of Yuanzhen suddenly opened their eyes, and there was a look of pain in their eyes.

"Don't speak!" the old man's voice was a little hoarse, as if the sand was rubbing, "Use your true qi with all your might, otherwise, you will be wasted!"

Monk Yuanzhen was tingling all over, and after seeing the old man, his eyes were filled with the desire to survive, and according to his instructions, he began to operate his true qi.

He was burned all over his body, even his muscles were about to scorch, and the meridians in his body atrophied. Therefore, when it is time to run the true qi, it is extremely painful.

"Here!"

A silver needle turned into a cold light and pierced into the right wrist of Monk Yuanzhen.

The old man's face was solemn, and steel needles kept shooting out of his hands, and his eyes were sharp and cold.

But as long as the true monks have parts that are difficult to break through their true qi, the old man will take action to help them dredge the meridians.

"No, the injuries are too severe, even if their meridians are dredged, their muscles are dead!"

"I have a way!"

"Bai Ling, with huàn snow paste!"

Snow ointment, but the best plaster for treating burns, Li Ling believes that snow ointment can help the old man in front of him.

"Ding!"

"The host consumes 300 silk points, and it is mixed with huàn snow paste!"

"Ding!"

"Snow Paste is used by people other than members of the Dragon Alliance, and it consumes ten times as many points!"

Li Ling's eyes flashed with anticipation, and he handed the jade box containing the snow paste to the old man.

The old man glanced up at Li Ling, a touch of strangeness flashed in his eyes, and he was also curious in his heart why Li Ling was able to survive.

After taking the snow ointment, the old man opened it and smelled it, his eyes were full of shock, but he didn't ask anything, he applied the snow ointment to the three people, and immediately took out some medicinal powder from the medicine bag and poured it evenly on the snow ointment.

"Woohoo!"

One silver needle after another continued to shoot out, and the three monks of Yuanzhen were covered with dense silver needles.

"You can be regarded as a blessing in disguise!" a smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, "As long as you leave this place alive and experience the limits of life and death, it will be of great help to your future cultivation." ”

Hearing the old man say this, Li Ling also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Senior, are you the god of hundred herbs?" Li Ling's eyes rolled, and he suddenly guessed the identity of the old man.

In Huaxia, who else has such medical skills?

Li Ling was still strange before, didn't he say that the ancient martial artists of Huaxia were led by three strong grandmasters? Why did he never see the Hundred Herb Gods.

Now, Li Ling finally understood.

The American biochemical warriors have secretly hidden their power, why not the ancient warriors of China?

"It's a bit eyesight!" The Hundred Herb God slowly got up, looked at the jade box containing the snow ointment in his hand, and asked, "This plaster is very powerful, where did you get it?"

Li Ling's eyes rolled, he thought for a while, and said, "Senior, this is one of my subordinates who made it." ”

"What is the name of the subordinates? With such medical skills, they shouldn't be unknown in Huaxia!"

"Fan Fan!"