readx;? The body of the black bear demonic beast fell like a mountain in the mountain stream, and the already hideous wound on its back, after the second attack of the Guardian Demon Sword, under the fierce sword twisting, there was no longer a complete piece of fur. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the miserable wounds, the internal organs of the black bear demonic beast were exposed, and the blood that was still gushing out was still gushing out, and it didn't take long for it to gather into a pool of blood in the mountain stream, and the sudden aura was filled with the crimson of blood mist.

The originally cold mountain stream, with the death of the black bear demonic beast, also slowly dissipated, the ink dust was lying outside the pool of blood, the faint smile of relief on his cheeks, with the death of the black bear demonic beast lost the need to suppress the pain, the calm face began to sound the painful cold voice one after another.

Fortunately, this black bear monster was beaten half to death by the people passing by in front, although it was crazy, it also gave me a chance to kill, otherwise, there would be someone lying on the ground who didn't move, but it would be me, hey, it's really hanging" Slightly closed his eyebrows and Mo Chen smiled with fear, thinking about which fool had already injured the ink bear beast so badly, but why didn't he kill the spar demon core, but waited for himself to come and pick up the cheap.

When he arrived at the spar demon core, Mo Chen couldn't help but be excited, but the injury in his body made him feel a heart-rending pain in his soul when he moved his fingers, and he was not in the mood to care about the dead black bear demon beast for a while, because after Shen Nian swept around his body a few times, Mo Chen suddenly exclaimed, and the joy of killing the black bear demon beast was instantly frightened by his heavy injury.

There are almost no places in his body that will not hurt, it is really in response to the old saying, hurt the enemy a hundred and lose eight thousand! Sure enough, everything he said is good! Glancing at the body that was bleeding everywhere, Mo Chen let out a low wry smile, and sat up cross-legged with both hands.

The unique warm medicinal fragrance of the thousand-year-old fire mushroom, just smelling it has already made people's hearts feel refreshed and happy, and the sesame meat, which is full of most of the essence of the millennium fire mushroom, melts in the mouth, and the surging medicinal power is like a healing elixir, quickly melts in the meridians of the ink dust's body, and spreads to other parts of the body.

"It seems that the heavens are not decided, my ink dust!" muttered shallowly in his heart, feeling the surging medicinal power and powerful healing ability of the thousand-year-old fire zhi, Mo Chen's originally calm complexion also slowly calmed down. With such a heavy injury, he was afraid that there would be any sequelae of cultivation left because he didn't have a healing pill, and it would really be too big a blow to him.

Fortunately, the existence of the thousand-year-old Huozhi made him slowly let go of this hanging heart, and the warm medicinal power flowed in the meridians, making him feel grateful to Yan Yanban. In any case, if this guy hadn't tied himself up, he wouldn't have had a chance to take away his thousand-year-old Huozhi, compared to the hostile forces such as the Gale Wind Knights and the Black Sky Castle that Mo Chen had encountered, this old man who had been guarding the thousand-year-old Huozhi for decades didn't seem to be so hateful now.

"Hehe, if you have the opportunity one day, maybe you can give him some Huozhi, at least enough for him to refine the Complex Pulse Pill!" Thinking that Yan Yanban was very likely to be beating him all over the world now, Mo Chen couldn't help but laugh out loud, how could that old man be a powerhouse at the peak level of chemical weapons, but he was played by himself in such a daze, listening to what Old Man Luo meant, he was almost all soldiers in the area of the magma lake, even if a strong man of chemical weapons entered his territory, it would only be interrogated and beaten.

"Even if you want to give it back to him, you have to wait until your strength is enough, otherwise you will be caught by this old man again if you can't pay it back, but it will be a big loss, and I Mochen don't want to stay in that red rock ding anymore!" Thinking of Yan Yanban's madness that would rather kill by mistake than let go, Mo Chen instantly pressed the trace of gratitude that had just risen to the deepest part of his heart, and he knew very well that in the eyes of these powerhouses on the mainland, he Mochen really had no intention of saying goodbye to an ant, and if he wanted to return things equally, it was self-defeating.

Hurry up and be strong!

The powerful life-saving medicinal power exerted by the thousand-year-old Huozhi made Mo Chen, who was hanging by a thread this time, have greatly changed his views on Yan Yanban, who has guarded Huozhi for decades, and the medicinal power in his body is like a more rapid healing speed under the comfortable mood, Mo Chen's heart is shocked, and he is even more careful to spread the medicinal power of the thousand-year-old Huozhi to every corner of the body, nourishing and repairing the big scars in the body.

In the mountain stream, as the ink dust entered the healing cultivation, the surroundings slowly returned to the silence and gloom, the terrain of the mountains here and the oppressive environment of the underground world, the white bones of the forest were dotted with it, even if there was no cold breath released by the black bear demonic beast, it was enough to make ordinary people feel frightened and retreat, only the young man sitting cross-legged on the ground was unnoticed, quietly immersed in the joy of injury repair.

The healing process lasted for a whole day, and as the vitality lingering on the surface of his body dissipated, the corners of Mo Chen's mouth puffed...... Spit out a mouthful of dull blood, and when his eyebrows opened suddenly, a ruddy Jiankang blood color had quickly appeared on his white face.

"Get up!" Mo Chen drank in a low voice, and the seal in his hand suddenly lifted up, and as he slowly stood up, a majestic breath also swept out of his body like a mad demon awakening, and quickly filled the mountain stream.

"Collect ......!" Mo Chen shouted in a low voice again, his thin body standing was like the center of a storm, the breath that filled the mountain stream was a pause, and the next moment he withdrew all the breath released in a mountain and sea with the momentum of overwhelming the mountains and seas, and the sharp eyes in his pupils were also slowly condensed and contracted, and finally completely retracted into his body, this perfect ability to collect and release his breath and the injuries that swept away in his body made Mo Chen's calm mouth suddenly appear a faint smile.

"The thousand-year-old Huozhi really lives up to its reputation, it only took a day to completely repair the injuries in the body, and there is still some medicinal power left in the body, even if you are injured again, you can recover on your own in the future, hehe, this feeling is really comfortable......" Hearty smile, Mo Chen quickly changed into a clean cloak, and his divine thoughts were still sweeping back and forth in his body, this perfectly healed body made him very satisfied.