Finally, Ling Xingnan saw a twitch on Lei Ting'an's face that had been involved in muscle pain, of course he knew that Lei Ting'an was also injured under his own slash just now, and the injury was not light!

But Ling Xingnan knew even better, at this time, he was also suffering a relatively serious internal injury! Lei Ting'an's palm was imprinted on his left chest, if he hadn't avoided it in time in a thrilling situation, if it had been a direct hit to the heart, then he would have been more than lucky at this moment!

The ninth layer of 'thunder energy' is really not simple......

In fact, what made Ling Xingnan even more relieved was that Lei Ting'an's palm happened to hit the edge of the Buddha Tu Zhu hidden in his arms, and at that time, the Buddha Tu Zhu also seemed to sense the domineering attack momentum of the thunder, so he instantly released a Buddha Tu True Power to protect the heart and the vital parts of the chest.

This was also when Lei Tingan saw that he slammed his palm on Ling Xingnan's chest, and found that there was a faint layer of golden light flashing around Ling Xingnan's body, and that layer of golden light seemed to leak out a lot of his thunderous offensive.

At this time, Lei Tingan also quickly clicked on several key points on his chest, so as to stop the blood in his body from seeping out.

After all this was completed, Lei Tingan looked at Ling Xingnan in front of him and exclaimed, "I didn't expect that you, a junior, would have such skills at such a young age. Well, the bladeless knife can break my thunder strength, and the knife skill can also block my ninth-layer thunder power!

Seeing Lei Ting'an praising himself like this, Ling Xingnan had no choice but to reply: "The thunder power of the seniors is also worthy of its reputation! If it weren't for the juniors who did their best, I'm afraid they would already be dead!"

Lei Ting'an listened to Ling Xingnan's words and replied: "Junior, your skills are by no means below me, but they are not pure. You have such a strong true power at such a young age, it seems that there must be some kind of chance, right? Who are you? I really don't believe that there can be such a wonderful character as you in the 'Valley of Desire' and 'Poison God Stream'!"

When Ling Xingnan heard this, he saw that Lei Ting'an in front of him was not like the demons of other demon sects, which was terrifying and disgusting. From some aspects, Lei Tingan still has a bit of a sense of integrity.

So, Ling Xingnan replied: "The junior is indeed not from the 'Valley of Desire' and the 'Poison God Absolute Stream', my name is Ling Xingnan......"

After Lei Ting'an listened to Ling Xingnan's answer, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"You are the 'Blood Pool' that destroyed the 'Blood Transformation Pool' of the two envoys under the Blood Transformation Hall some time ago, and the Ling Xing man who made a name for himself in a battle with my Blood Palace Demon Lord?" Everyone could hear it, and Lei Ting'an was obviously excited.

At this time, Ling Xingnan stroked his chest and coughed lightly, and replied very dryly: "Yes, it is under the ......."

"Okay, I didn't expect to meet you! Well, it's really interesting! It's no wonder that you can take a hard blow from our demon lord and not die, tonight's battle between you and me is half a pound and eight taels. It's not in vain, I, Lei, fell down for no reason......" Lei Ting's head finally calmed down.

He began to comfort himself in his heart: Ling Xingnan even dared to harden the Demon Lord Mo Xinren's 'Burning Heaven and Earth' Demon Skill, then his ninth-layer 'Thunder Strength' would naturally follow.

It's not that your strength is not strong enough, but that your opponent is not weak either!

After the last moment, Lei Tingan sighed again and said, "Forget it, I'll do my best!

Ling Xingnan listened to Lei Ting'an's words, although he looked a little surprised. But he also knew that if he hadn't tried his best to injure him just now, he was afraid that there would not have been this ending.

So, after Ling Xingnan said thank you to Lei Ting'an, he was about to leave with everyone in Desire Valley.

Although Blood Demon and the others still wanted to stop everyone, they didn't want to say anything more when they heard Lei Ting'an say this. After all, he also knew very well that since even Lei Ting'an was injured, what else could he do about the Blood Demon Child? he could only watch as Ling Xingnan led a group of Desire Valley women to leave slowly......

Just as Ling Xingnan and the others were about to step out of the sight of everyone in the Demon Sect, they suddenly heard Lei Ting'an behind him say loudly: "Ling Xingnan, what is the name of your sword technique just now?"

It didn't take long for Ling Xingnan's clear echo to come from the night sky: "Forget ...... Feeling...... ...... slash"

When these three words came to Lei Ting'an's ears, he was extremely surprised and said, "What...... Is it the three unique slashes of the dragon that have been lost for hundreds of years?"

Under the night, it finally calmed down again. It's just that at this time, it's not far from dawn!

Early in the morning, Ling Xingnan was awakened by the sound of chirping birds. As soon as he opened his hazy eyes, he smelled a faint fragrance wafting into his nose, absolutely fragrant and pleasant, and there was a trace of cool and refreshing feeling after that faint fragrance penetrated into Ling Xingnan's respiratory tract.

Gradually, Ling Xingnan's limbs also had a state of strength recovery.

He looked around again, and found himself lying in a deep boudoir decorated with purple and pink women. Purple floors, pink curtains and beds, carved wooden tables, desks, tea tables, and rosewood doors and rafters...... Just looking at this style, I feel that this is not an ordinary person's furnishings.

"Hey, why am I here?What kind of place is this?" Ling Xingnan was about to get up from the bed and sit up, but he didn't expect that he had just gotten together but felt a pain in his internal organs, and after a little turmoil, there was also a strange pain in his head that was pulled by nerves.

"Ah...... I remember, I was injured in the battle with the Thunder Demon, but how could this happen in my head?" Ling Xingnan said to himself.

It didn't take long for Ling Xingnan to adjust his internal breath again, and began to slowly attract the true qi in the dantian to the whole body and disperse it to the five bodies and limbs, but he found that his true power was not greatly affected by the internal injury. In addition, Ling Xingnan also detected that the several strands of true qi in his body still could not be fused together, but the conflict and rejection between them were not very intense.

Ling Xingnan found this, and also knew that although his internal injuries were not light, there was no danger for the time being, but what he was worried about was that the nerves in his head were involved in a burst of pain. Just as he was thinking about these things, there was another strange pain in his brain, and then Ling Xingnan felt a brief blank in the cerebral cortex after the nerve pulling, and he couldn't think of anything for a while, and he couldn't feel anything for a while......

I don't know how long it has been, and when Ling Xingnan woke up again, it was already a period after dusk. When he opened his eyes weakly, he saw the soft beating orange candle flame in the room.

Under the candlelight, he saw several people.

An old man in a green shirt was sitting on the edge of the bed, still taking his pulse, and rolling his eyelids from time to time......

And there were a few people standing behind the old man in green shirts, and these people obviously also looked serious. At the end, when Ling Xingnan quickly swept the faces of those people with his gaze, he found that it was Miss Zhuo and Yu'er who were standing, as well as a middle-aged couple......

When the old man in the green shirt moved Ling Xingnan's eyelids at the last time, he found that Ling Xingnan had woken up.

"Hey, did you wake up quite quickly?" The deep tone of the old man in the green shirt was extremely flat, as if Ling Xingnan's sobriety did not surprise him.

"Are you ......" Ling Xingnan only said two words, and then the old man in the green shirt used extremely fast hands to control the acupuncture points, and suddenly his body could no longer move, and he couldn't even speak.

"Don't talk!...... close your eyes," the old man in the green shirt said calmly to Ling Xingnan.

Ling Xingnan listened to what the old man said, and really closed his eyes gently. Just as he was about to think about it again, he suddenly felt a tingling sensation in several acupuncture points on the top of his head, and suddenly there was a blank in his mind, and he couldn't feel anything anymore......

When Ling Xingnan woke up again, it was a rainy morning. Before he could open his eyes, he could already hear the sound of rain outside the house.

The rain seemed to be still falling heavily, and there was a soft sound of crackling raindrops hitting the roof.

The wind is not small. It blew the rain lines that fell in mid-air on the walls and wooden windows outside the room, and there was a rustling sound.

Ling Xingnan slowly opened his eyes again, and he found that he was still in the purple and pale decorated women's boudoir, and he was still lying on the fragrant, soft pear wood vermilion lacquer bed.

"It's so comfortable. Ling Xingnan gently grabbed the gold silk soft quilt covering his body with his hand, and sighed secretly.

He felt in his heart that it was the ultimate pleasure to be able to lie on this bed.

Ling Xingnan once again attracted the true qi in his body, and after he realized that there was nothing unusual, he also relieved his heart. He didn't try to think about anything anymore, and although he could feel some swelling pain in his head, it wasn't so obvious anymore.

Relax, as long as he relaxes his whole body, doesn't think about anything, and doesn't exert himself at all, the mild swelling pain will suddenly disappear.

So, Ling Xingnan simply closed his eyes and recuperated, he gathered his divine light and lay flat on the bed, dissipating the qi of the dantian to the meridians of the whole body, and then wandered around the body with the true qi, and the true qi gathered in the dantian and the body for a while, and dispersed in the four meridians and eight veins for a while...... In this way, the cycle is gathered and dissolved, and the limbs of the body feel extremely comfortable.

It took a whole morning, Ling Xingnan finally calmed down the legacy left after several injuries, at least under the combined effect of the true qi in his body and the Buddhist cultivation method taught by Jing Xian and out of thin air, his injuries were calmed down, and he also cleaned up the chaotic aura in his body.

By noon, the rain outside the house had finally stopped. Ling Xingnan, who had been lying on the bed for two days and two nights, opened his eyes again, only this time he felt that his strength had recovered all over his body, at least the internal injuries were six or seven points better, and his spirit was also uplifted. Although there was still occasional slight pain in the nerves in his brain, Ling Xingnan could clearly feel that it would slowly get better with time......

After all, it was not easy to be injured by the Blood Palace Demon Lord Mo Xinren's 'Burning Heaven and Earth' supreme demon skill and still be lucky enough to survive.

At this time, Ling Xingnan slowly sat up from the bed, moved his muscles and bones slightly, but heard a soft sound of bones all over his body.

He shook his head and sighed softly, "Alas, I really slept for too long......!