I don't know how long it took, but Yun Mo, who fell into a coma, finally woke up.

An extreme feeling of weakness came, Yun Mo almost fainted again, and after lying on the ground for a few minutes, Yun Mo slowly sat up cross-legged and began to examine his injuries.

Just by glancing at it, Yun Mo smiled bitterly.

At this time, Yun Mo could be described as miserable, his upper body was almost completely torn, and an incomparably hideous crack started from the position of his right chest and slanted into his left waist.

Sen Sen's white bones were clearly visible, this was the result of being cut by a large spatial wind blade, if it weren't for Yun Mo's last sacrifice of a few pieces of armor, he would not just have left a crack on his chest, he would have been directly split into two halves!

In addition, Yun Mo's arms were also stained with blood, and most of the flesh and blood were cut and taken away by the spatial wind blade, leaving only a little flesh hanging on it, and the rest of the place was white bones with blood.

And that's just the upper body.

The lower half of the body is even more miserable, it can be said that there are only white bones left, only the inside of the right leg still has a little bit of blood skin, shaky, afraid that it will fall off in the next moment.

In addition, the bones exposed by Yun Mo also had obvious cracks, and they were obviously on the verge of shattering.

This can be said to be the most tragic injury Yun Mo has suffered since his debut, even if he was hunted down and killed before, burning the True Yuan Divine Soul would not be as good as the damage he received this time.

Glancing at the top-grade spirit stones around him that had completely dimmed, Yun Mo slowly exhaled a breath, if he hadn't forcibly taken out hundreds of top-grade spirit stones before he fell unconscious, he should have died, not come back to life.

Because his Xuanqing Jiuyang was able to operate on his own, with the help of the aura of the high-grade spirit stone, he was pulled back from the brink of death.

Now Yun Mo is most fortunate that although he is seriously injured, he is not missing arms or legs, which is a blessing in misfortune!

Because as far as Yun Mo knew, the monk's physical body was very important.

If it is directly lost, such as in the space storm, if Yun Mo's arm is unfortunately cut off by the wind blade and then lost in the space storm.

His physical body is incomplete, and even if he refills the missing arm by means in the future, it can be said to be useless, which will have an incomparably huge impact on his future path.

Maybe it's possible for him to stop at his current cultivation.

Yun Mo quickly checked his injuries, and after finding that there was no big problem, Yun Mo instantly entered the Xuanfang Seal.

The reason why he didn't dare to enter the Xuanfang Seal before was because he was afraid that the Space Wind Blade would take the Xuanfang Seal away, and if he fell into the black hole ravine, then he would actually be no different from dead.

Because he had no idea what would happen under the black hole of the ravine.

The Xuanfang Seal may not be destroyed, but he may be, and he can only stay in the Xuanfang Seal forever, dying alone.

And now that Yun Mo has entered the bluestone slab, he naturally doesn't need to continue to worry about this problem, he just enters the Xuanfang seal and begins to recover from his injuries.

……

"Danqiu, you're finally out."

As soon as Luo Danqiu was teleported out, she saw her master Ji Yurong.

After Ji Yurong saw Luo Danqiu shouting in surprise, she quickly stepped forward to protect her, and before Luo Danqiu could react, Ji Yurong took Luo Danqiu's hand and wanted to leave quickly.

"Master, you are ......"

Luo Danqiu had just come out of the ruins, his consciousness was already vague, and now he was about to leave when Ji Yurong forcibly held his hand, and subconsciously paused and asked in a slightly puzzled tone.

"Stop talking, come with me."

Ji Yurong said, holding Luo Danqiu's hand is to launch the escape technique.

It was only at this time that Luo Danqiu realized that something was wrong.

Luo Danqiu knows Ji Yurong very well, she has never been such a reckless and anxious person, no matter what she does, she will not lose her sense of proportion, it is the first time to act so eagerly, and she has just come out of Tianxu, Ji Yurong should also care about her, and talk to her about her experience in Tianxu first.

But now there is none, she only saw Ji Yurong's hurry, or panic, as if she was afraid of something.

Luo Danqiu's heart sank, could it be that something happened to Zhengyixuanmen?

The reason why Luo Danqiu would think so was that Ji Yurong was abnormal, and second, she knew that the monks of Zhengyi Xuanmen stationed in Tianxu Square had more than a hundred disciples and four elders.

But now she can't see anyone else who is in the Xuanmen Sect except for her master.

After knowing that something might happen to Zhengyi Xuanmen, Luo Danqiu did not continue to speak, and silently followed behind Ji Yurong to leave.

However, she suddenly found that Ji Yurong, who was originally using the escape technique and wanted to leave, froze her body, and even the escape technique that was about to be launched stopped strangely.

Then, Luo Danqiu suddenly felt chills all over her body, her soul began to tremble, and she felt an extremely powerful momentum appear in front of her.

In the face of this momentum, Luo Danqiu felt that in front of the owner of this momentum, she could not make any resistance, and there was only a dead end.

Even now, she is already a monk on the first floor of Judan.

"You have the aura of nine changes in your body, I hope you are the person I am looking for, I have been looking for too long, and I am about to lose patience......"

An incomparably flat voice came, followed by a purple-haired young man who fell directly in front of Luo Danqiu, ignoring Ji Yurong beside her, and raised his hand to grab her.

"Senior, please stop......"

Seeing this, Ji Yurong's expression changed greatly, as a third-layer cultivator of the Yuan Infant, she was also restricted by the powerful aura of the purple-haired youth, but she was still able to speak.

Seeing that the purple-haired young man grabbed Luo Danqiu, she hurriedly opened her mouth to stop her.

Ji Yurong was so anxious to take Luo Danqiu away before, just because she was afraid of this purple-haired young man, or it was the most suitable thing to say fear.

Because since this purple-haired young man fell into a trap a few days ago, some monks in the heavenly ruins have been found by this person.

The other party seems to be looking for someone, but has not been found.

And these people who were found by the purple-haired youth, without exception, all died of being wiped out of their souls!

And everyone who comes out alive from the ruins of heaven is actually an elite disciple in the sect, and dying in such an unknown way naturally causes some strong people in the sect to be dissatisfied.

However, after several monks in the late Yuan Infant period, and even a monk in the Void Age Period, were pinched to death by this purple-haired young man with great ease, no one dared to say a word, and no one jumped out to find trouble with the purple-haired youth.

The only thing they could do was pray that the purple-haired youth would quickly find the person he was looking for, and then leave quickly.

The purple-haired young man directly ignored Ji Yurong's words, and seemed to be in a hurry to catch Luo Danqiu, and he didn't kill Ji Yurong with his actions, but just relied on his momentum to directly shock the latter into the distance.

Luo Danqiu didn't care about Ji Yurong who was shocked out, because she had been completely imprisoned by the momentum of the purple-haired youth, she couldn't move, and she couldn't even speak.

Luo Danqiu and the purple-haired youth were several meters apart, but the purple-haired youth just raised his hand to grab it, and Luo Danqiu seemed to be directly grabbed by an invisible big hand, and quickly flew to the location of the purple-haired youth.

"Don't you think it's too shameless and excessive for Daoyou, as a great power in the late stage of Shenhe, to treat a little girl in the Judan period like this?"

Just when Luo Danqiu was about to fall into the hands of the purple-haired youth, a voice with a slow voice and a tone full of sarcasm came, followed by Luo Danqiu in flight, and was directly suspended in the void.

The next moment, Luo Danqiu flew backwards uncontrollably, and was finally caught by a palm that looked incomparably delicate and white like mutton fat jade.

The purple-haired young man raised his eyebrows and looked at the owner of the palm behind Luo Danqiu.