"Hmph, I'm afraid you won't make it? If you want to kill me, you're not qualified. ”

I don't want to bird him, who wouldn't talk ruthlessly?

After the girl fled wildly, she turned her head and found that she had already thrown the other party away without a trace.

The time limit for the use of the Wind Escape Technique has expired.

In fact, it is just one minute, but this minute is the difference between life and death.

"Peng!"

The moment the wind dissipated under my feet, I fell apart and smashed into the grass.

Fortunately, the soft ground cushioned the force of the smash, otherwise, the injury would have been more serious.

"Oh, my mother, it really hurts!"

I shouted a few times without a breath, and my heart was much happier, but the sharp pain in my body started to attack uncontrollably, and my eyes were black in pain.

hurriedly took out a piece of red-dotted hair cake and ate it, barely sat up, crossed his knees, and repaired his injuries.

It took half an hour for me to get my injuries under control.

The mana at the bone crack is docked, and it is healing at a high speed under the power of the red dot hair cake, but in this process, it is always unpleasant.

The little novice lay quietly on the side, still in a coma.

This novice's life was really big, four were captured, and only he really survived.

I opened my eyes and looked at him, shaking my head secretly, and my mind moved. Niu Coao, Jiang Qiba, and Erqianjin all came out of the ghost prison magic tools, and I couldn't help but open my mouth wide when I saw these three at a glance.

There are four more transparent holes on Niu Coao's body, and black smoke keeps emitting.

Jiang Qiba was the worst, the head of the male ghost was almost broken, and it was hanging in front of him, but it seemed that if the yin qi was enough, it would be able to dock completely. Compared to this injury, the five or six holes on Jiang Qiba's ghost body are trivial.

There seemed to be more cracks on Erqianjin's face, and I was very worried, and the next moment her whole face shattered! As for the lack of other injuries on his body, it seems that Er Qianjin was the least injured.

Also, compared with the other two, the two thousand gold Dao line is the lowest, the power released is small, and the rebound force received is correspondingly a fractional point.

"I'm sorry for everyone, hurry up and heal." I took out the inner core of the soul stone, pulled out the vast yin qi, and sent it to the bodies of the three ghosts, who sat cross-legged on the grass, desperately digesting the yin qi, and slowly repaired the wounds.

This time, all of us were injured, but they were all minor injuries, and no one was seriously injured, which is a good luck.

Healing is a long process, I don't think the acceleration can be done, this is still based on the inner core of the soul stone, if it is normal, such an injury, the three ghosts want to recover eighty percent, it will take more than a week.

However, because of the unlimited energy supply of the inner core of the soul stone, it will be twice the result with half the effort when repaired.

A few hours later, the holes in the three ghosts' bodies were completely repaired by Yin Qi.

The head of the male ghost that Jiang Qibahao hung off also returned to its original position.

I took advantage of this time to eat a few red dot hair cakes with some healing pills, and successfully recovered more than ninety percent of my body, but fortunately, it was a minor bone fracture, if it was serious, it would not be able to recover in such a little time.

It was already the afternoon of this day, and it was estimated that terrible events had begun to erupt in the entire city of the Void City.

The mobile phone signal is gone, and at present, I don't know what is the situation in the outside world? But it is estimated that it will not be too good, and the residents of Underworld will definitely think that the end has come.

I gestured, and Jiang Qiba walked over and moved at the unconscious little novice several times.

After a few breaths, the little novice's eyelashes and eyelids fluttered, and then, slowly opening his eyes, he lay there, his eyes were confused, no focus, and only after half a sound did he 'oops', sat up, and then looked at me in surprise.

At this time, the three ghosts who had completed their healing at this stage had already returned to the ghost prison magic tools, so Xuan Yong could only see me beside him.

And I temporarily sealed the ghost prison magic tool, because the conversation between Xuanyong and me can't be heard by Niu Lu.

"Master Jiang, dare to ask, ...... the little monk's master?"

When the little novice woke up, he didn't care about anything else, and the first thing he asked was the safety of the round bowl monk. This is a respectful teacher, even if the character of the round bowl monk is problematic, but the apprentices he brings out are no problem.

I said in a low voice: "Hang Yong, I have tried my best, but in that case, at most one person can be rescued, and I chose you." ”

I didn't say it directly, but the meaning is very clear.

"Amitabha, the master's merits are complete, and he has gone to the West Heaven in Bliss in his last life, and he has returned to the Buddha's seat, which is good, good."

Hanging Yong folded his hands and bowed to the West, his face did not show grief, but it was in line with the monk's peculiarity of looking down on life and death.

I looked at this scene and intuitively felt that this mediocre little novice was, in fact, a piece of jade with a lot of wisdom, and if it was polished well, it might be a generation of masters in the future.

Of course, he had to be able to live!

The thought of the parade team failing and the assistant following the erased rules sends chills down my heart.

Although we did our best to save the novice, at the end of the first round of the competition, according to the rules, it was the time of the novice's death.

He is a participant, so he naturally knows what is at stake, but right now, Xiao Shami doesn't seem to care about this matter, not only can he look down on the life and death of the bowl, but also look down on himself?

I suddenly had some admiration, admiration for his state of mind.

"Jiang donor, the little monk thanks the donor for saving him, but it's not necessary, the master went, according to the rules of the parade competition, the poor monk must also accompany him, why is the donor coming?"

Xuan Yong opened his eyes and looked at me, his eyes were clear, and he talked about his fate, as if he was drinking water and eating.

Nodding secretly, he said to the little novice: "I only want peace of mind, and I will not consider anything else." ”

"Good, the donor is a moral person, the poor monk expects the donor to win, that it's a patrol position, and the donor is a blessing in the yin and yang worlds."

He looked at me sincerely.

"Accept your auspicious words, this kind of thing is not easy to say, whether you can survive to the end, no one is sure. Although your master is gone, there are still Meng Yishuang and Sword Rakshasa Hao Chunzi, none of which are easy to deal with. These two women are ruthless and murderous, and the city is deeper than the other, if one of me is not careful, I may be killed by them, so whether I can win in the end will also take some luck. ”

I spread my hands and spoke the truth from my heart. I don't dare to underestimate those two women.

has dealt with Meng Yishuang for a long time, and this woman's methods and schemes are endless, the key is that the current Meng Yishuang's strength has greatly improved, and it is more cruel and ruthless, and it is by no means easy to deal with.

What is more terrifying than Meng Yishuang is the Sword Rakshasa Hao Chunzi, that female cultivator was personally taught by the powerful Zhou Jue of the Tongtian Realm, who knows what kind of strength and hole cards he has?

Therefore, it is impossible to see who will die in the final result of the substitute tour life and death competition at this time.

"Jiang Shi mainly has self-confidence, and the poor monk believes that the Buddha will bless a good person like the donor."

The three sentences of the suspense do not leave his Buddha, and I am also out of temper.

That's how talking to the monks, they always mention their Buddha or the Buddha or the Buddha or something, who can say more?

All I can say is understanding and respect.

"Where is this?" Xuanyong suddenly changed the topic and looked left and right.

I turned my head and looked around, and said, "Wilderness." ”

This is very helpless and a little self-deprecating.

There's no way, it's good to be able to escape from the pursuit of the ghost king's master, how can you care about choosing a direction?

Isn't it time to get lost in the wilderness?

The surrounding black and gray fog is filled, the visibility is ultra-low, and because of the influence of ghosts, the magnetic field of nature has changed, so the compass function on the mobile phone is completely out of order, and it is impossible to distinguish the east, west, north and south.

The heavens and the earth are so dim that there is little light, and I don't know where the sun is.

You can only use primitive methods to determine the direction, such as cutting down a large tree, looking at the shape of the growth rings, and so on.

But I know that this realm was instigated by the Yin Division, so it is very likely that it will not work to test here according to the standards of the Yang world, and if you judge the direction according to the annual rings, it is easy to go to the wrong direction.

The Void City is a product of the five-day time limit, and the rules are inherently different, and I can't use any established rules to measure this weird space, otherwise, I will definitely go astray, and it will delay the big thing.