Mo Ning was seriously injured by Peng Ming before, and he was bleeding nonstop. But at this time, the white jade futon in his arms sensed Mo Ning's injury, and rushed out, sprinkling white light.

These soft white lights turned into runes and merged into Mo Ning's body, and an inexplicable energy swept out in an instant, and countless warm currents swam around the abdomen, slowly converging.

"Look! What is that?! It can make him recover from his injuries quickly!"

At this moment, the disciples of the Qingxu Sect around Mo Ning saw the vision produced on him, and their faces were shocked.

I saw that the wound on Mo Ning's abdomen was actually recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. A hazy white glow hung over the abdomen, after a few breaths. The place where a blood hole was blasted out was actually restored as before, without a trace of injury, and the skin was white.

In the center of his eyebrows, a white rune like mutton fat jade flickered, and the broken white jade futon above his head shook slightly, venting a large amount of white light, and then returned to Mo Ning's hand.

"It seems that after collecting more jade, this crippled white jade futon has become more powerful. Mo Ning looked at the white jade futon in his hand, although there were cracks on it, it was very dilapidated and incomplete. But there were faint formations that appeared, as if they were about to condense into a large array.

However, the next moment. Mo Ning's face sank suddenly, and the light in his palm flashed, and he put the broken white jade futon into the storage bag, looking around vigilantly.

At this time, the attention of everyone present was on Mo Ning's body. One after another, glances swept in, with a look of shock and greed.

"What kind of treasure was that white jade futon just now? It was so mutilated, and it still had such terrifying power, and it took a few breaths to recover that person's seriously injured body. In the crowd, one of the monks suddenly let out a sigh.

In an instant, everyone's eyes looking at Mo Ning suddenly changed. One after another, the blazing gaze condensed on Mo Ning's body, and even the two Bai Qingfei and Peng Ming, who had reached the peak of their cultivation, also looked at it.

Bai Qingfei was wearing a black robe, his brows furrowed slightly on his handsome face, and he said to himself: "That broken white jade futon, it seems that I have seen it somewhere, and the breath has a hint of familiarity......

On the side, Peng Ming was bathed in the cyan glow sprinkled by the ten-zhang tombstone, staring at Mo Ning's figure and meditating, and finally suddenly his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.

He took out a piece of jade from his storage bag, and there were faint runes on it. It is the jade given to everyone by the master of Yunqing Peak before entering the forbidden land.

"Sure enough, the breath is exactly the same! That kid's white jade futon was made from the condensation of these jades, but he didn't collect all the jade, so it took on a broken form!" Peng Ming's eyes were as bright as the sun, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

In the end, as if to validate my own ideas. Peng Ming let out a long roar from his mouth, and a cyan thunderball in his palm condensed, blooming with endless electric light, and blasted towards a Qingxu Sect disciple who was not far from him.

This Qingxu Sect disciple's cultivation is only in the middle stage of the Condensation Realm, where can he resist his attack?

A palm thunder, the Dao Dao talisman emerged. The disciple of the Qingxu Sect, who was only in the middle stage of the Condensation Realm, suddenly felt a terrifying force surging into his body, and the power of dense lightning poured out.

"Poof!!"

His face was pale, and a large stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, scarlet and viscous, staining the sky, and his body flew upside down like a sandbag, smashing a shallow hole in the ground.

This Qingxu Sect disciple in the middle stage of the True Realm had his bones shattered and was seriously injured.

Peng Ming's face was full of waves, as if he had done something insignificant. The indifferent eyes glanced at the monk casually, and then reached out with a large hand, snatching the storage bag from his waist.

A wisp of divine thought poured directly into the storage bag, Peng Ming directly ignored the Qi Pills accumulated inside, explored vigorously, and finally his eyes lit up, and he took out a piece of jade from it.

There were faint white runes lingering on this jade, and a layer of hazy white light shrouded it.

A sneer appeared on Peng Ming's face, and then he took out the piece of jade that belonged to him from the storage bag. Streams of true qi poured out of his body, and the jade stones in both hands merged together.

"Buzz!!"

A dazzling white light flickered, and after a few breaths, the white light dispersed, and the two pieces of jade in Peng Ming's hand merged into one, and his body became larger.

"And so it was!!"

A flash of joy appeared on Peng Ming's face. He could feel that a warm current poured into his body from this piece of jade, and some of the dark injuries caused by the battle with Bai Qingfei just now were actually healed.

"It seems that this is also a treasure, and its preciousness is no less than that of a third-order magic weapon. Peng Ming's face was overjoyed, his head turned to the ground, and his cold eyes scanned the surroundings, seeing that everyone felt a chill.

"What does he want to do?" Bai Qingfei saw Peng Ming's gaze, and he didn't know why. He just saw Peng Ming suddenly make a move, and after seizing one person's jade, he fused together, and didn't find anything special.

Of the people present, only Mo Ning knew. Peng Ming fused two pieces of jade, and the horror was knowing the ability of these multiple pieces of jade to fuse together.

"The situation is a little bad!" Mo Ning frowned slightly, and the true qi in his body slowly stirred.

"Boom!!"

Peng Ming sneered again and again, and suddenly made a move. The ten-zhang tombstone behind him poured out the blessing of the power of the talisman, and a large area of Qingxia turned into thunder and fell. In his palm, thunderballs were condensed and blasted around.

Peng Ming's target was actually everyone present! A large area of thunder and lightning bombarded down, and after the blessing of the magic talisman of the ten-zhang tombstone, his strength had reached the level of the half-step magic talisman realm, which was extremely terrifying.

"Poof!!"

One of the disciples of the Qingxu Sect in the late stage of the Condensation Realm stood up and roared, and the glow of light bloomed all over his body. He thought that his strength was enough to withstand Peng Ming's bombardment, but the next moment he found that the electric light in the sky was too terrifying. The palm-sized cyan thunderballs directly blasted him into charcoal, and black smoke rose straight out.

"Boom, boom!!"

Peng Ming has the support of the magic talisman energy of the ten-zhang tombstone, and the tricks he casts are almost endless, and the true qi in his body seems to be consumed without any consumption. Under the bombardment of a large area of thunder, one thunderball after another exploded, blasting out one large crater after another on the ground.

The sky was filled with dense thunderballs, falling like torrential rain. All the Qingxu Sect disciples present were shrouded, and people were constantly bombarded into charcoal.

Peng Ming looked up to the sky and laughed, his true qi condensed into a big hand and poked out one after another, grabbing pieces of jade with a white glow.

There were more than twenty monks present. It is estimated that the people in the entire forbidden land of the Qingxu Sect have come here, and among them, there are several disciples of the Qingxu Sect in the late stage of the Condensation Realm.

However, such a powerful person. Under Peng Ming's thunder and lightning bombardment, it seemed insignificant, and the thunder balls bombarded everyone into serious injuries, spurting blood from their mouths, and the jade was taken away.

In just a short period of time, more than a dozen people's jade stones were taken away, seriously injured, and even a few unlucky ones were directly killed by the thunderballs in the sky.

Not far away, even Bai Qingfei was entangled. Thunderballs bombarded down, like mountains falling down, the force was amazing, and the power of terrifying lightning was permeating.

"Buzz!!"

At this time, Peng Ming got more than ten pieces of jade, and he was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly moved closer to these more than ten pieces of jade. A burst of luminous white light was revealed, and mysterious runes flickered. In an instant, the dazzling white light bloomed, and then converged again, humming continuously.

I saw that in Peng Ming's palm, a jade fragment was lying there quietly, emitting a soft white light.

The next moment, a rune as white as mutton fat jade suddenly emerged from this jade fragment, turning into a white light and rushing into the center of Peng Ming's eyebrows.

Now, as long as Peng Ming's mind moved, he could urge this jade fragment to pour out Dao Baixia to recover from his injuries.

"It looks like the effect should be pretty good...... "Because he hadn't suffered any injuries yet, Peng Ming couldn't test how powerful the recovery ability of this white jade fragment was, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of regret in his heart.

Then, Peng Ming raised his head suddenly, his gaze swept away, with a hint of murderous intent, and stared at Mo Ning tightly.

Just now, everyone saw it. When Mo Ning recovered from his injuries, he relied on a crippled white jade futon to recover quickly.

Peng Ming's heart was hot, and he couldn't help licking his dry lips, and said to himself: "If you snatch that kid's white jade futon, I don't know how far this jade fragment can go......"

As soon as the words fell, Peng Ming's eyes erupted with murderous intent. With a wave of his big hand, a series of cyan talismans descended, condensing into a thunderbolt, like a raging dragon rushing towards Mo Ning with its teeth and claws.

There was a rumbling sound. However, Mo Ning had already prepared this time, and the Xuanyin Yuan God behind him held up a mouthful of yellow spring in the void, and countless Dao Ruixia blessed his body, and his body retreated.

"Boom!!"

The thunderbolt was all cyan, and in an instant, it bombarded down, and the ground was directly blasted out of a large crater, and the power of thunder and lightning was swimming on the ground.

"Poof!"

At the critical moment, Mo Ning dodged the past and was not hit by this thunderbolt. However, he still felt a huge force attacking, and his internal organs shook and blood spurted from his mouth.

Mo Ning's face turned pale, but it was fine. A streamer of light rushed out of the storage bag, and a broken white jade futon suspended above his head, bursting into bursts of white glow, pouring down like ripples, merging into Mo Ning's body.

In an instant, Mo Ning's original pale face became ruddy, his eyes were full of energy, and the breath of the whole person returned to its peak.