A battlefield in the mountains and forests, now the trees are broken, and the remnants of the fire are everywhere,

The people in the Xuanshi Immortal Barracks are almost dead now, and only a few of them are still crippled with broken arms.

Wei Shan looked around, and finally set his eyes on Jin Shengcai.

There were two foundation building monks in the team, but he was the only one, and he still had a breath,

Now I am watching Wei Shan walk step by step, his eyes reveal a little joy, and the desire for life,

He still had so much to see that he really didn't want to die like that.

Although his arms had been cut off, he still used his eyes to signal Yizhi's severed arm in the distance,

"Help...... Help me bring the Tibetan Yuan Ring, there is a life-saving elixir in it......"

Wei Shan looked at it silently for a while, and slowly stepped forward to pick up the broken arm, the Tibetan Yuan Ring on it, which was a three-grade storage spiritual weapon, which was not only larger in space, but also more compact and easy to use.

At the same time, there is the divine consciousness of the foundation monk lingering in it,

Even if his master was seriously injured and dying, it was not something that Wei Shan could open.

Slowly taking off the Tibetan Yuan Ring, Wei Shan glanced at Fan Su'er, who was still asleep and was put aside by him.

Look at Jin Shengcai lying on the ground again, his arms are broken, and his abdomen has even been broken by the blade of the sword, and the blood is constantly flowing out, one of his legs has been broken, and one of his legs has been cut off.

If it weren't for the fact that he was a foundation building monk and was nourished by spiritual power, I am afraid that he would not be able to survive now.

Weishan stopped,

Jin Sheng had only seen Song He, and he had just taken the lead in escaping.

Now that he came back safe and sound, he didn't have any suspicions, just to survive.

In case the other party becomes suspicious in the future, it will be a catastrophe for Wei Shan. Even the Soul Cleansing Pill given to him by Song He was only for Qi cultivators, and it was useless for foundation-building cultivators like Jin Shengcai.

"Alas, Uncle Kim, where did you get the Tibetan Yuan Ring, it is estimated that it has been taken away by the anti-cultivation."

"You...... You okay? ”

Wei Shan pretended to be extremely surprised, and as soon as Zang Yuanjie backhanded, he put it in a hidden pocket on his waist,

Seeing this scene, Jin Shengcai's heart was cold.

"You will be punished!" Jin Shengcai gritted his teeth with hatred,

"Retribution, what kind of retribution, your Fan family plundered the Immortal Sect, and even wantonly searched for people with cultivation qualifications in the mortal world to be your servants, wouldn't this be retribution? Don't...... Are you immortals, human beings? ”

On the one hand, Wei Shan gathered up those dead corpses, picked up all kinds of spiritual weapons and resources, and on the other hand, he was talking to the half-dead Jin Shengcai.

These immortal clans, which one is not a pile of shit under the ass,

Whoever kills whom, it's all dog eats dog, and no one can say who's not.

After he packed up the three storage bags of spiritual weapon resources, Jin Shengcai was no matter how high his cultivation was, but he only had half a breath left, and he could only stare at Wei Shan with his eyes.

He never imagined that he would end up in this situation.

Let a small thing that he has never put in his eyes to control his life and death.

Wei Shan pulled a few soldiers who still had a breath in one place, lay down side by side, and took out a spirit rune, turning it into a burst of healing spiritual rain, barely hanging them for a breath,

These Qi cultivators are clever, and it is estimated that none of them really rushed to the front, although they inevitably suffered flesh injuries, they were not fatal, they healed in time, and there was still a way to live.

Of course, the storage bags on their bodies were also taken away by Wei Shan, and now they are only left with a single dress, which is very thin.

Then he looked at Jin Shengcai, with a sad look on his face,

"Uncle Kim, you say...... How can I save you...... I...... I've searched all over my storage bags, and I've run out of healing elixirs! There is no ...... that can save you."

"I ...... I'm damn ......."

……

Jin Shengcai really didn't even have the strength to reply, and he saw Wei Shan chattering without a match,

Singing, singing, reading, and playing, all of them are fine, and it is really a good cry of reluctance,

It wasn't until Jin Sheng closed his eyes in despair that Wei Shan didn't stop his performance,

In the secret record left by Ge Laohan'er, it is clearly recorded that some family monks are bound with special spiritual objects, which can record all kinds of things before death, but they are generally not too long, at most they can go back to a quarter of an hour.

And generally there are only blurry images, and there are mainly sounds.

If it is longer, it is only possible to enjoy it by the most core clansmen of the major immortal clans.

Jin Shengcai was born as a slave cultivator like him, although he was a diehard loyalist of Fifth Young Master Fan, he must not have such treatment.

His performance just now was so detailed that he cried that it was more than this time,

Until Jin Shengcai's breath completely dissipated,

Wei Shan slowly stopped crying, and he looked at a certain soldier monk who was barely struggling on the side, but it was also his old acquaintance, the one named Yang Baitian.

"I ...... I'm afraid I don't have the strength to collect the bones of your soldiers, so you can do it for me. Wei Shan waved his hand and threw him an empty storage bag,

Yang Bai trembled a little, but still gritted his teeth and crawled up, taking the storage bag,

Wei Shan looked at him, but it was not friendly,

Let's say that he is seriously injured now, and even if he doesn't, he won't be able to fight Weishan.

When Jin Shengcai's body was put into the storage bag, Wei Shan was truly relieved, how tenacious the vitality of the foundation building monk was, Wei Shan didn't know, so he didn't dare to collect the body in person.

But the only things that can be put into the storage bag are the dead things.

And so, it's all over.

After checking Fan Su'er again to confirm that she had not woken up, Wei Shan's eyes fell on Yang Baibai,

Taking the storage bag he respectfully offered, Wei Shan could feel his fear,

How did Jin Shengcai die, I'm afraid that he and those soldiers and monks who now have a breath of air are all in their eyes.

The next thing to do is to kill them.

Even if everyone dies, it's not an uncommon thing, is it?

"My lord, the Xuanshi Immortal Barracks has been destroyed, and we are willing to be the retainers of the Wei family!" Yang was not a fool during the day, and he didn't want to die, so he immediately went to the ground and paid a big salute.

Behind him, a group of wounded soldiers who were originally lying there also got up one after another.

Those who have strength climb in front of Wei Shan, and those who have no strength directly bow down in place.

Not because of how much he respects Weishan, but because he is in awe of his own life.

"Tsk, that's hard." Wei Shan rolled his eyes,

He is still a protégé of the Fan family now, how can he support these people?

I'm afraid that now he is wagging his tail and begging for mercy, and he will go to court in the future?

After thinking for a while, Wei Shan threw out two short blades, one to Yang Baitian, and the other to the group of soldiers.

"For a quarter of an hour, I will keep only two people, and whoever will be the last to hold the dagger will be the one who survives; Let the others give their names to these two men with your lives. Wei Shan shouted from afar, and he came to Fan Su'er's side,

Sit down slowly, lest she wake up and be unclear to herself.

This Nizi sleeps peacefully, and she is much happier than others.

Looking at those who were caught up in the chaos and killing, Wei Shan felt that he was too clean and merciful,

Though...... Predictably,

He will inevitably gradually become a general existence with the Fan family,

His hands were stained with blood, chewing on the bones of others and moving forward, becoming an existence above the heavens, looking down on all beings.

Tut...... It doesn't feel bad.

In the mountains and forests in the distance, Song He saw this scene from afar,

He smiled quite comfortably, then beckoned everyone, and began to hurry towards the shoreline.

Far away, a few words drifted in the air,

"Division...... Bro...... Why is he so concerned about a Qi cultivator? ”

"At the end of the day, the best friend ...... the opposite"