Zichen and his party went straight to the depths. During this period, all the ancient beasts they saw would be killed by the two.

As they went deeper, they found fewer and fewer ancient beasts. The descendants of pure-blooded ancient beasts have not seen any of them.

After a few days, they had only killed two ordinary ancient beasts.

In this regard, the monk was deeply dissatisfied, and threatened that his knife teeth had not drunk blood for a long time, and he had become hungry and thirsty. And the Spirit Devouring Mouse only corrected it slightly, saying that it was the saber teeth on the saber-toothed demon leopard, and he was beaten by the monk.

"Loser, I can't find the ancient beast, I can't find the inheritance, and now I can't even pull the best yuan stone, what's the use of you?"

The inaction of the soul devouring rat made the monk very dissatisfied. The Spirit Eater blinked its innocent little eyes and shouted again and again, because many ancient beasts had entered the depths.

"Hey, there are traces of the battle, it doesn't seem to have been long since it happened. Seeing that there was a mess around and red blood stains on the ground, the monk was shocked.

"It's not like a battle with an ancient beast, but it's humans killing each other, I don't know which two shili are at war?"

Seeing the traces of the battlefield, the monk analyzed. Zi Chen just glanced at it lightly and ignored it.

If it was a battle between humans and ancient beasts, he might be interested. As for the human race, especially the fight between the two shili, he had no interest in the slightest.

The crowd stepped forward again, and during this time, more and more traces of battle were left on the ground.

"Could it be that these two shili went into the depths while fighting?" the monk guessed.

As we advanced, the traces of the battle became more and more apparent, and the land was ravaged unseemly and more disheveled. But at the end of the messy earth, on the edge of a massive chasm, a human corpse lay silently.

This is a figure covered in blood, with multiple wounds on his body, blurred flesh and blood, motionless, as if he has been dead for a long time.

"A dead corpse, it's really bad luck!" Seeing the dead body from a distance, the monk frowned, felt the bad luck, and went straight to make a detour.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he said, "Maybe there is still a spirit ring?"

is worthy of being a greedy monk, he doesn't even have the slightest compassion, he doesn't even let go of the dead, and rushes straight towards the dead body.

Zi Chen ignored the monk, it was obvious that the spirit ring on this corpse had been snatched away.

"Zi Chen, come here, this person is still alive. Suddenly, the monk let out an exclamation.

"Still alive, then you can use Bao Dan to revive him. Zi Chen was a little surprised, but he still didn't pass. In this ancient battlefield, it is too normal for a person to die, and Zi Chen is not a person who is overflowing with compassion, so he is too lazy to pay attention.

"Bring Bao Dan here, I want to save him!" the monk shouted.

Zi Chen's indifferent expression froze, his face changed instantly, and he could already hear the seriousness and anxiety in the monk's words. Immediately afterwards, the monk shouted again, "He is Wang Shan!"

"What? Wang Shan!" Zi Chen's face changed again, turning into a golden light, and he arrived in front of Wang Shan in an instant.

Wang Shanzhou had at least dozens of wounds on his body, the blood in his body was almost dry, and there was only a little faint breath between his snorts, and his vitality was weakened to the extreme.

As if sensing Zi Chen's arrival, Wang Shan slowly opened his eyes, and then, in his dead gray eyes, there was a bright light, "Sister, brother!"

It took him a great deal of effort to utter these three words, and his voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

"Don't speak, I'll save you first!" Zi Chen's face became gloomy and he spoke in a deep voice. Wang Shan's injuries were very serious, and his life was numbered, and if they came any longer, Wang Shan would definitely die.

Who knew that when Wang Shan heard this, he shook his head with difficulty, and said softly: "It's useless, I can't do it, you go to save my sister first, she's here"

Wang Shan was very weak, his speech was intermittent, and his strength was weak. In the end, before he finished speaking, the wide eyes gradually lost their lustre, and their vitality also dissipated.

"Dead!" Seeing Wang Shan, who had lost his life, the monk was stunned, and his face was gloomy.

"Shut up, you dead bald donkey! He's not dead, there's still a heartbeat!" Zi Chen touched Wang Shan's heart, and there was an extremely weak heartbeat, and he instantly took out the Bao Dan and shouted loudly: "Spirit Devouring Mouse!"

The Spirit Devouring Rat had already arrived next to Zi Chen, and when he heard that this was a cry of grief, he didn't say a word, and his little paw nodded to his heart. The next moment, a drop of brilliant essence blood appeared.

There were five drops of essence blood, and the light flickered, and it arrived in front of Zi Chen. After that, Bao Dan mixed the essence blood of the ancient beast and sent it to Wang Shankou.

This is the Bao Dan snatched from the Ning family, which is the same as what Zi Chen took before, it can live and live with white bones. As soon as it appeared, there was a surging breath of life, and at this moment, together with the essence and blood of the Spirit Devouring Mouse, the medicinal effect of Bao Dan could also be stronger.

The entrance of Bao Dan melted in an instant, and a thick breath of life surged towards Wang Shan's body. His heartbeat, which was originally extremely weak, slowly became stronger under this vitality wrapping.

And Wang Shan, who had a dead face, also had a glowing face again.

Bao Dan's breath of life, as well as the essence blood of the Spirit Devouring Rat, melted in Wang Shan's body, and then rushed towards the limbs and hundreds of remains. The wounds around Wang Shan's body were visible to the naked eye to heal, scar, and eventually fall off, revealing his radiant skin.

It is worthy of being a treasure pill worth millions, with extraordinary medicinal effects, and it is hard to take Wang Shan back from the hands of death.

After just a few breaths, Wang Shan's heart beat strongly again. And the vitality that was gradually lost became vigorous again.

This time, Wang Shan was only one line away from death, and although the effect of Bao Dan was peculiar, it could not recover to its heyday in a few breaths like Zi Chen did last time.

Wang Shan's eyes widened, and he regained his vigor again, and then he felt the thick vitality in his body.

"Brother-in-law, this?" Although he was still weak, his speech became sharper, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"What the hell happened, how could you be besieged and killed?" Zi Chen asked, his face extremely gloomy. He vaguely seemed to hear something about Wang Xian'er just now.

"Hurry up and save my sister, she's in front of her, hurry up. Wang Shan instantly sobered up and let out an exclamation.

"Xian'er, she is under siege, where is she?" Zi Chen's gloomy face surged with a killing intent.

"Go quickly, if it's too late, my sister may be killed by the people of the Eight Great Shili!" Wang Shan pointed anxiously in one direction.

The thick killing intent was transformed into a monstrous killing intent, Zi Chen looked up to the sky and shouted, "Eight great shili, I want you all to die!"

"Demon Ape, come with me!"

With a burst of shouts, Zi Chen had already turned into a golden light, showing his strongest extreme speed, and rushed forward. Immediately after, a black light next to him followed, it was the demon ape.

"I'll go too!" Feeling the monstrous killing intent around Zi Chen, the Spirit Devouring Rat naturally sensed the seriousness of the matter, and immediately turned into a ray of light to follow.

"Come back to me and carry him with you!" But before the Spirit Devouring Mouse stepped forward, he was caught by the monk and then asked it to carry Wang Shan with him.

"Shall I hug him?" the Spirit Eater was stunned, he was less than one meter, while the human was close to two meters.

"You foodie doesn't have the slightest combat power, who don't you hug?" Hurry up, keep up quickly!" The monk had already reached a distance of several hundred meters, and the saber teeth in his hand appeared, flashing with brilliant light and making a sonorous sound.

The Spirit Devouring Rat was angry, and in desperation, he had no choice but to hold Wang Shan to follow. Wang Shan was still very weak, but he was still dumbfounded, looking at the Spirit Devouring Mouse blankly, and secretly exclaimed in his heart, "This is an ancient beast?"

Fleeing all the way, seeing his companions die one by one, Wang Qiong's eyes were full of pain, and a thick remorse spread in his heart.

As the leader of the team, he miscalculated this time. The strength of the golden lion was far beyond his imagination, and although everyone was successfully killed, they were all seriously injured. The people of the Eight Great Shili appeared so suddenly.

At this moment, he was covered in blood, pulling Wang Xian'er to run away, but as the injury worsened, the speed of the two became slower and slower.

Suddenly, Wang Qiong stumbled and almost fell.

"Brother!" Wang Xian'er was startled. She used to be a peerless beauty, but now, her peerless face has been infected with tears and blood, and her fairy face is no longer there.

"I'm fine!" Wang Qiong began, but immediately after, coughed up a mouthful of blood. His eyes were still firm, and he pulled Wang Xian'er away.

"Brother, let's fight with them!" Seeing Wang Qiong's injuries worsening, Wang Xian'er's big eyes were full of coldness. Her tears had long since dried up, and at this moment there was only murderous intent in her heart.

"Let's go!" Wang Qiong shook his head, just pulling Wang Xian'er to speed up.

"Fight with them, I will kill myself when I get to Zuihou!" Wang Xian'er said firmly.

"Suicide?haha, do you think suicide will solve everything?Even if it is suicide, we have a way to torture you!" A cold laugh rang out, and the people of the Eight Great Shili chased after him.

"Kill!"

The pursuers had already reached close range, and it was useless to escape, so the two turned back and fought back.

The sword light and sword shadow, flickering frequently, and the fierce killing machine is displayed.

Wang Qiong and Wang Xian'er were surrounded by everyone. The two were back to back, with wounds all over their bodies, fresh ~ blood was constantly flowing, and at the feet of the two, there were several corpses lying down.

The two of them are demons, even if they are seriously injured, they are not something that ordinary geniuses can kill.

The team of thirty-nine people pursued all the way, and by now, there were less than twenty people, and nearly half of them had been lost.

"Damn barbarian dogs, who have killed so many of us, will inevitably punish you well. Even if you die, I will blaspheme your souls. One of the leaders said viciously, his eyes full of resentment.

Of the eight leaders, there are still six left, and as for the other two, I don't know if they are dead.

Wang Qiong's expression was very cold, and he didn't speak, in his hand, the falling Qingfeng Sword dripped fresh ~ blood, both his own and others'.

Wang Xian'er held a sharp blade in her hand, and the blade dripped blood, which was used to kill the enemy. And in the left hand is a short sword that he holds, which is reserved for himself.

"Kill, first cut the man to half death for me, and then this woman in front of him. ”

As the cold sound fell, another ** blow began.

In front of the flickering sword light, two more geniuses fell, and Wang Qiong's injuries were even more serious, and he was about to be unable to hold on.

"Brother, I'll go first!" In the face of death, Wang Xian'er was very calm, and the short sword in her hand was slowly raised, aiming at her heart.

"I'm sorry, my brother didn't protect you well!" Wang Qiong's eyes were full of guilt, but the coldness around him was even stronger. He doesn't kill himself, because he wants to kill the enemy.

"Stop her, stop her, give it to me!" Seeing that the dagger was about to fall in his heart, the leader of the eight shili shouted.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, a monstrous killing intent emerged from a distance.