Hua Jianli plucked a petal of the red golden lotus, stuffed it into the mouth of the unconscious Pang Jiayi, and then put the rest into the Qiankun bag, helped Pang Jiayi up, put his hands on his back, and began to help him heal.

As the petals were refined, Pang Jiayi's whole body emitted a soft yellow light, and the wound pierced by the claws slowly healed until no trace of injury was found.

The healing effect of the red golden lotus really lived up to its reputation, just one petal cured such a serious injury in the time of two sticks of incense.

Pang Jiayi woke up slowly, opened his eyes, and saw a white-clothed Hua Jianli, who was sitting next to him pranayama.

Pang Jiayi was a little stunned, looked down, and saw that the original bloody wound had completely disappeared, if it weren't for the faint pain in the injured place, he would have suspected that the blow that Fang had just made for Huajian was just a dream he had.

"Hua Jianli, you gave me the red golden lotus?" Pang Jiayi looked at Hua Jianli blankly, before he fell unconscious, he happened to see the female disciple snatching the red golden lotus, and wanted to help, but there was nothing he could do.

Now it seems that Hua Jianli has successfully obtained the red golden lotus and driven away those shameless monks.

If it is an ordinary elixir, no matter how good the efficacy and quality are, it is impossible to achieve such an amazing therapeutic effect.

Unless, Hua Jianli fed him the immortal elixir Red Golden Lotus.

Seeing that Pang Jiayi had woken up, Hua Jian came over and squatted down, "Senior Brother Pang, I didn't give you the whole Red Golden Lotus to eat, your injury only needs a petal to heal." Come, stand up and take two steps to try. ”

Pang Jiayi stood up with the support of Hua Jianli, the powerlessness in his body completely disappeared, and at this moment he could jump around like a normal person.

Pang Jiayi lowered his eyes, hiding his sly look, and suddenly his legs went limp, and he almost fell back to the ground.

He covered his head and looked pained, "I feel a splitting headache now, my feet are weak, and I don't think I can walk a few steps." ”

Hua Jian looked at Pang Jiayi suspiciously, "Senior Brother Pang, I see that your face is ruddy, even better than before you were injured, it stands to reason that you shouldn't be so weak." ”

"Maybe it's because I'm too badly corroded by Yin Qi to slow it down for a while." Pang Jiayi stiffened slightly, held his forehead again, and sighed.

"Then I'll help you, we need to get out of here as soon as possible." Hua Jianli grabbed Pang Jiayi's arm, didn't see Pang Jiayi's successful smile, and helped him leave the blood swamp step by step.

Hua Jianli didn't expect that not long after she left the Blood Swamp, Qin Sizhu and Hou Yueming came here.

"There are traces of burning here, it must have been left here, you see, there are footprints on the ground! She shouldn't be far yet, so let's catch up and join her. Qin Sizhu looked at the messy swamp of blood, and his face was happy.

Hou Yueming nodded, this place has been destroyed, and there are no treasures and opportunities.

If the secret realm is destroyed, it will take fifty years, and the next time the door of the secret realm is opened, it can be repaired.

The two didn't stay too long, and chased in the direction of the footprints.

They fell into a strange cave after the formation was opened, and it took a lot of effort to get out of the cave, but fortunately, they found a book of cultivation secrets.

Hua Jianli and Pang Jiayi walked for a while, and saw a snowfield in front of them, a violent storm and snow were raging, and dozens of people in the endless snow were struggling to move forward against the howling wind, these people were all monks of various sects.

Shockingly, the snow was not white, but as bright red as a swamp of blood, whether it was floating in the sky or piled up on the ground, it was as red as if it had been soaked in blood.

The bleak clouds were piled up on the horizon, burying the few dead grasses in the snow.

As soon as Hua Jian stepped into the snow, he felt the cold wind biting, as if there were thousands of needles piercing his body, and every step was accompanied by pain.

When I didn't step into the snow, I felt a little cold, but it wasn't so cold.

The wind blows so hard that people can't open their eyes, and the further they go, the deeper the snow becomes, stepping on waist-deep snow, and every step requires force, as if stepping on a bottomless soft wall, the steps are heavy and difficult.

Pang Jiayi, who was beside him, couldn't stop trembling all over, his whole body was as cold as ice, and Hua Jianli hurriedly took out a cloak from the Qiankun bag and put it on him.

She cultivates fire-based spells, and she is not afraid of the cold, but this Pang Jiayi doesn't look very good, and if she faints after a while, she will be in trouble.

"Ah Li! Ah Li! Amid the wailing wind, a familiar shout suddenly came.

The flowers turned their heads, and their surprised and bright eyes looked through the heavy snow, looking at the two black dots in the distance.

"Sizhu!" Hanama waved happily.

When Hou Yueming and Qin Sizhu approached, Hua Jianli stroked his wind-blown hair and asked, "Where have you been?" Senior Brother Bai, why aren't they with you? ”

"We were trapped by the formation, since we entered the formation, we haven't seen anyone else, I saw footprints in the Blood Swamp, and we followed the footprints to find you." Qin Sizhu took Hua Jianli's hand and said.

"It's ...... Senior Brother Pang? Qin Sizhu was taken aback when he saw the person who was holding him between the flowers.

Seeing that Pang Jiayi was wrapped in a heavy cloak and his face was blue from the cold, his eyes showed a look of worry, "Senior Brother Pang, are you okay?" ”

She thought about it for a long time before she remembered who this person was, but this was not because she had a bad memory, it was because Pang Jiayi's sense of existence was too low.

Pang Jiayi shook his head, but it was clear that he was barely supporting.

Hua Jianli lost a little spiritual power to Pang Jiayi, and explained, "I met Senior Brother Pang in the formation, he is very familiar with this place, so I went with him, he was injured to save me before, so he was a little weak. ”

Qin Sizhu rubbed his arms and tightened his neckline as he looked at the heavy snow, "How can it be so weird here, I have never seen red snow, it's too terrifying." ”

"This place is the last ghost land in the Netherworld Ghost Domain, and it is also the most difficult place to pass through, the Tomb of the Ghost King." Pang Jiayi sighed and rubbed his purple hands.

Tomb of the Ghost King? But there is only red and bright snow here, and there are no tombs in sight.

"You have to defeat the demons and monsters guarding the tomb first, and the ghost king's tomb will appear." Pang Jiayi saw the three of them looking around blankly, and spoke quietly.

"And where are these demons and monsters?" Hanama asked.

Pang Jiayi was about to speak, when he suddenly saw a pile of snow in the distance slowly rising, and in the snowdrift, a bloody mouth suddenly opened, revealing a mouth full of fangs, as if a huge dagger bit the two nearest monks at once, threw them into the air, and swallowed them in one gulp.

The nearby monks screamed in terror and fled for their lives.

As the snow fell, a behemoth appeared in front of him, three feet long, with a head like a lion, eyes like brass bells, a pair of huge horns on its head, a thick layer of hair, and its claws were so sharp that it could tear people apart with a single wave.

(End of chapter)