Jiang Shan held Bai Qingling's body and walked into the sight of all the Sword Valley disciples, in the faint sword light, Bai Qingling's face was like gold paper, and there was a string of blood beads hanging from the corner of her delicate mouth. The clothes on her chest were almost burned away, revealing a sparkling white skin. She lay quietly in the crook of Jiangshan's arm, her eyes were closed, her brows were slightly wrinkled, her body trembled from time to time, her body temperature was very hot, and she was in a coma, and she was not happy at all.

Jiang Shan's expression was very bad, he slowly walked to Lin Qianyu's side, and put Bai Qingling down gently.

Then he turned and walked towards the giant crocodile as huge as a mountain, and every step was so heavy that the bones of the rotten corpses were shattered by his unison.

"Jiangshan!" Lin Qianyu stood up slowly, but only moved, and sat back on the ground.

In order to resist the burning fireball, she had also been injured a lot.

Jiang Shan didn't hear it at all, the cold spiritual power was gathering more and more in his body, and he no longer had to deliberately suppress that crazy killing intent.

With red eyes, he walked a few feet away from the giant crocodile.

The black qi formed by the spiritual power on his body had almost completely wrapped his entire person.

The giant crocodile was attracted by the demon blood when the black robe was dying, and at this time it completely fell into silence, that is, the rivers and mountains were in front of it, and it still did not react.

At this time, the rope of spiritual absorption was also connected to Jiang Shan's body, and he understood that spiritual power was also decreasing at an extremely fast rate.

Unbeknownst to him, a round of ink sun rose in front of him, and he blasted directly towards the giant crocodile with his fist.

There was no unusual noise, and the fist was blocked by a kilometer away from the giant crocodile.

At the top of his fist, there was an invisible and massless air cover, and a halo like water flashed and disappeared, and a shocking force suddenly came from the fist.

His whole body shook several feet at once, and he fell to the ground, crushing the dry bones on the ground.

The next moment, he slowly got up from the ground, the red light in his eyes was completely inextinguished, and the eyes full of murderous intent made people palpitate.

When he punched, the fist was bounced away in an instant, and the country was shaken away, and so on and so forth, lasted for a long time.

In the end, there was no longer a single intact broken bone on the surrounding black soil, and it turned to ashes.

Jiangshan was caged in ashes, and he was indescribably embarrassed.

His knees were torn, the corners of his mouth were already bleeding, and his strength was gone, but his obsession to kill the giant crocodile had not weakened in the slightest.

He slowly got up from the ground, and even his body was shaking, but the fist was still extremely firm.

The spiritual power is passing rapidly, and the "Mountain Breaking Fist" has completely lost its power, and it is more like a showcase.

But even so, Jiang Shan doesn't use spiritual power, even if he uses his physical fist, he has to leave a fist mark on the giant crocodile's body, so that it looks good.

Under his blood-red eyes, he was already panting like a cow, and it took a lot of effort to move out every step.

Even No, too, moved to the side of the giant crocodile and punched him.

Naturally, the fist was bounced back without suspense, and after dozens of blows, he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Because the strength of his fist was too small, he naturally didn't get much away from the shock, so he lay down a foot away from the giant crocodile at this time, trying to stand up again, and it was to no avail after holding up several times.

He looked at the mountain-like giant crocodile body with dull eyes, and there was some emotion in his blood-red pupils.

Thick unwillingness!

A sudden sound came out of his mouth, and even the voice was a little weak.

"Kill, kill...... Kill ......"

After all, the consumption was too large, shouted a few times, tilted his head, and fainted.

By this time, the rope of soul absorption had become extremely thin, and everyone's spiritual power had almost disappeared. Suddenly, the giant crocodile's eyes turned, and all the soul-absorbing ropes disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The giant crocodile didn't make any moves, and stood there with a blank look.

"Jiangshan, Jiangshan ......"

Lin Qianyu, Lu Qian, Zhang Fu and others all came over exhausted and moved him away.

At this time, everyone's spiritual power was almost completely absorbed, but fortunately, the realm did not decrease.

The feeling of powerlessness that has almost bottomed out makes everyone a little uncomfortable, and at this time, once the body is free, the first thing is naturally to step up the recovery of spiritual power.

It was Lin Qianyu, after realizing that there was nothing wrong with the country, and he also began to exercise to recover his spiritual power.

It is very likely that the bottom of this abyss is an ancient battlefield, and the surrounding heaven and earth vitality has almost been destroyed, and after these endless years, there is no real recovery until now, except for the extremely strong necromantic qi, the pure vitality has been diluted to the extreme.

When everyone practices together, it is natural that there are more monks and less porridge, and the recovery is very slow.

Fortunately, most of these people are the elite of the ordinary disciples of Sword Valley, and they usually have some savings, and there are not a lot of spiritual power pills such as "Raising Spirit Pill", as for the five major disciples and others, there are many excellent Returning Spirit Pills.

Soon, everyone was immersed in cultivation.

At this moment, the vitality of a certain place suddenly swarmed, and the already thin vitality suddenly surged madly towards a certain place.

In the midst of the green brilliance, there was a dragon-shaped jade pendant that was floating and sinking.

Around that green glow, those heaven and earth vitality split into nine strands, condensing towards the person sitting under the jade pendant.

The man's white clothes were fluttering, and his face was getting more and more ruddy, it was the white-clothed Gu Dao Wang Gu Dao.

If Jiang Shan was completely sober, he would be able to find that the "Nine Dragon Pendant" that he had been keeping close to him had disappeared, and Wang Gudao actually took advantage of everyone's cultivation opportunity to quietly take the "Nine Dragon Pendant".

Many people have sobered up from their cultivation and discovered the "Nine Dragon Pei"!

Originally, he was still a little angry about the sudden plundering of his vitality, but after seeing Wang Gudao, everyone chose to remain silent.

Everyone didn't notice that the country was also changing at this time. From his coma to the present, the extremely cold spiritual power is still flowing into his body, completely out of his control, at this time, his own "Demonic Technique" spiritual power is almost completely exhausted, once those spiritual powers enter the body, it will completely fill the vacancy of the "Demonic Formula" spiritual power.

The cold spiritual power is almost homogeneous with the spiritual power of the "Demon Formula", but the spiritual power generated by the "Demon Formula" is after all obtained by his penance, and it is extremely pure, but this cold spiritual power is very complex, completely unrefined, and at this time, it completely entered, and suddenly occupied the Purple Mansion Dantian of the country, and the entire Purple Mansion World suddenly became dim and hazy.

These cold spiritual powers are floating everywhere, without any rules.

Many of them fell into the two bends of the Black Sea.

At this time, the Black Sea was almost completely dry, and once the cold spiritual power was injected, it was as if it was a long drought and a rainy day, and it didn't matter whether those cold spiritual powers were messy or not, they inhaled vigorously.

Soon, there were more and more turbid black seawaters, and as the absorbing power of the seawater became stronger and stronger, those cold spiritual powers were even more radiant and drilled into the body of the rivers and mountains.

His Purple Mansion Dantian is simply dark, and there is no half of the rules at all.