readx;? He had seen too many of these resentful glances, and he was not enough to worry about them. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info If everyone hates themselves like this, they have to watch out for it, then they don't have to do anything else in this life, just watch out for these irrelevant people. In this whole tournament, except for competitors like Sirius and Roulan, they need to pay attention to themselves. Whether it is the other high-level organizers or the big leaders of various countries, they are all just passing by, and there is no need to pay attention to them.

Now, he is more concerned about Zhao Qingfeng.

This guy is in a very bad state now, there is a deep wound on his back, although the bleeding has stopped, but this knife is too hard!

He fell in the eighth round.

Like many contestants, Zhao Qingfeng was unable to eliminate the seventh person within the specified time limit, and as a result, the two alien races in the eighth round were refreshed at the same time, and he almost killed him in the first place!

Fortunately, although the knife was ruthless, it was not immediately fatal, and at the same time, Zhao Qingfeng was directly cut unconscious.

Fortunately, he was unconscious, and Shanhe Wanlitu sensed that the contestant was unconscious, and immediately stopped the competition and teleported him. Group C's own medical staff immediately bandaged his wounds and fed him some medication at the same time. But Rao is like this, Zhao Qingfeng's situation is also not optimistic, and he has not been conscious until now.

There are so many entrants, and that's all the organizers can do. If he really came to the competition alone this time, then I'm afraid that dying in the inn would be the only ending.

But fortunately, there is also thunder.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was now focused on those ten dazzling geniuses, Lei Zhen had quietly left with Zhao Qingfeng. Although his promotion to the martial arts is very amazing, at most it can only be regarded as a delicious kimchi on the big table, although it is eye-catching and appetizing, but when the real feast begins, I am afraid that everyone will not look at this kimchi a few more times.

Back at the inn on Tianhuo Island, Lei Zhen also carefully checked Zhao Qingfeng's injuries.

The medical team of the organizer responded in a timely manner and was very correct. The injury is basically under control. Zhao Qingfeng's main problem now is that he is too weak.

That knife not only gave him 'bloodletting', but also hit the key point in the back, and the spine was cut off, which is the most fatal!

If you want to replace ordinary people, your back will be cut off like this, and you will already be hung up, that is, the innate body of the Tianwu powerhouse is strong enough, and it can still hang Zhao Qingfeng for a breath.

However, that is only because the essence of the innate body is sufficient. If he didn't recover from his injuries as soon as possible, let him slowly consume his innate essence like this, and within three days, the game would definitely be over.

"Such a wound will not be effective at all by relying on ordinary drugs alone. ”

"It's better to have a powerful elixir that can directly give the monk muscles and bones. Lei Zhen frowned, because he knew how rare the so-called 'elixir' was. Like the longevity pill he gave to Zhao Qingfeng last time, it is considered the most basic first-grade pill among the pills. Then this elixir that can generate muscles and live bones, and it must be effective for the innate body, that is at least more than five grades!

Such an elixir is impossible for ordinary monks to have. Of course, I don't have it.

"I can only go to the black market. Although there are more good goods in the Tianhuo Auction Room, and it is opened by the Yuanhuo Imperial Family, there is a greater chance of finding the Wupin Spirit Pill. But Zhao Qingfeng is lying down now, without the leadership of a Tianwu powerhouse, my current identity cannot enter. ”

Most of the larger auction houses will raise their own prices, and people are not bad for money, and the people who come and go in the auction hall are basically high-ranking dignitaries or high-level casual cultivators. In addition to auctioning and exchanging all kinds of curiosities, it was also a meeting place for high-class monks. It's not just anyone who has the money to get in. Otherwise, Lei Zhen wanted to go to the auction house yesterday, but he waited for Zhao Qingfeng until midnight, because he couldn't go in by himself.

Zhao Qingfeng was still in a coma at this time, his condition was barely stable, and his life should not be in danger for the time being.

"Then go to the black market! Zhao Da's descendants, I have to save them no matter what. At least, do your best and obey the destiny of heaven!"

He sorted out the items on his body a little, took out a bottle from the Na Yuan necklace alone, opened the Na Yuan gourd, and took out about 1,000 catties of Yuan liquid and put it in a small bottle.

This must be cautious, if people know that this little earth martial artist actually has millions of catties of yuan liquid on his body, I am afraid that even with the identity of Yuan Huo and Xuanbing God Emperor, he will not be able to help but snatch it! This is equivalent to the total tax revenue of a divine kingdom for several years! Under the trend of huge interests, that Ren Lei Zhen's three heads and six arms have only one way to die.

Thousands of catties of yuan liquid, even if you want to buy a five-grade elixir, it is enough! Of course, if there is a sale.