In the darkness, Zhang Qing's mask had already fallen off, revealing a face stained with dirt.

He collapsed between the countless rubbles, the blood under him gradually thickening, and he was obviously not able to stop the blood from flowing all the time.

Smack!

Time passed little by little, and water droplets fell from the top of his head, falling straight on the back of Zhang Qing's hand.

The cold touch was refreshing, making Zhang Qing subconsciously raise his fingers, and his consciousness slowly woke up at this moment.

Above his head, the droplets of water were still continuing, and Zhang Qing, who had a little consciousness, had to draw strength from this drop, even if the strength was extremely weak, it was Zhang Qing's only chance now.

He was still lying on the ground, and the slow awakening brought the perception of the whole body, and the moment pain and dullness appeared at the same time, Zhang Qing suddenly opened his eyes.

"Ahem!" He tried to breathe heavily, but all he had was a lot of dust in his mouth.

At the same time, the heaviness from his back made him know that something was pressing on him, and it was most likely a stone.

In his eyes, there was a flame that began to burn, but he always only had the appearance of a spark, and it was difficult for him to forcibly mobilize his strength when he was seriously injured.

"It will take some time." Zhang Qing waited with peace of mind, as long as there was enough time, he would recover.

Just as he was thinking like this, Zhang Qing's ears moved, and he felt movement around him approaching him.

At the moment of thinking about what it was, a huge force grabbed the stone on Zhang Qing's body, and he finally saw clearly who appeared in front of him.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Kagami." The tall figure came from Yunshanhe, and at this moment the latter was naked, with faint bright red lines walking on the surface of the sturdy body, like blood vessels protruding, and like some kind of bizarre pattern portrait imprint.

The big hand grabbed Zhang Qing, Yun Shanhe showed hesitation in his eyes, and there were several storage bags hanging around his waist.

"Body Cultivator, this situation is really not ordinary." Zhang Qing opened his mouth and said with difficulty, feeling the smell of blood in his mouth and the bitterness of the earth, he knew that his injuries were serious.

Compared to him, the state of Yun Shanhe in front of him is much better, you must know that Zhang Qing was the first to run at that time, and even if Yun Shanhe got his reminder, the impact suffered far exceeded him.

But now, a few broken bones are not clear for the time being, and the mana in his body can't be mobilized at all, and his movement is seriously hindered, while Yun Shanhe is alive and kicking, as if he is not injured at all.

Thinking back to the previous time when he dealt with the foundation monk, this person was also the most seriously injured, but he soon woke up, and his injuries recovered as before.

"Refining the body, it's not as diverse as the cultivation of spells, but it can still be beaten."

Yun Shanhe laughed, did not choose to make a move, but continued to walk around with Zhang Qing.

"It's a pity, if it weren't for the depletion of mana, I would still be able to take a picture for you." Zhang Qing said with a smile, and Yun Shanhe also laughed when he heard this.

He pointed to the pattern carved in the blood on his body, "My totem is mixed with the blood of nine demons in the late stage of Qi training, and it also gives me a lot of abilities, in the dark night, I am not completely blind." ”

As if to confirm what he said, Yun Shanhe stopped in front of a piece of rubble, and after a while, as the gravel was cleared, a corpse appeared in front of the two of them.

Skillfully touching the storage bag from the corpse, Yun Shanhe continued to walk towards the next position.

In just half a quarter of an hour, Yun Shanhe already had fifteen or sixteen storage bags on his waist.

"Gotta go, at this point in time, many people who are not dead should wake up." Zhang Qing reminded him, his complexion was getting better.

Hearing this, Yun Shanhe hesitated a little, but looking at the dozen or so storage bags on his body, he still chose to stay away from here.

Not long after, on the bank of a river, Zhang Qing was put on the ground.

"Mr. Kagami should be able to recover on his own, right?" Yun Shanhe spoke, and then sat down not far away, staring at Zhang Qing in the dark.

He was still hesitating.

"It's easier said than done, but it's a lot better." Taking out a jade box from the storage ring, Zhang Qing cautiously opened it, and a pale golden elixir was exposed.

"Jin Lan Sect's Canglan Complex Pill." Yun Shanhe's eyes flashed, and he was a little shocked.

He is also well-informed and knows what this thing is, the best elixir of the Jinlan Sect, the elixir that can pull his life back as long as he has one breath, and it is a comprehensive recovery.

This was prepared for the monks who built the foundation and even the later stages of the foundation, but now it actually appeared in Zhang Qing's hands.

"Brother Yun is well-informed, this thing is not easy to come by."

The moment Zhang Qing's words fell, a huge force blasted towards him, and at the last moment, Zhang Qing seemed to have been prepared and threw the pill into his mouth.

Then, a huge force accompanied by a fist fell in front of Zhang Qing, and he could only raise his hand to block it.

"You've been on my guard for a long time." Yun Shanhe's voice was indifferent, and he gradually walked out of the darkness, looking at the burning flames on Zhang Qing's body, his face was ugly.

"Zhang family, no wonder that Zhang Junxiu didn't do it before, and invited us to follow the Zhang family."

Yun Shanhe didn't expect that in the team composed of a group of scattered cultivators, there was actually a disciple of the four clans of the same sect, what did it mean to run out if he didn't follow the family team?

But no matter what, the moment he made the move, he had no way out.

"Alert? Isn't it normal? Zhang Qing had a smile on his pale face, looking at the blood-like totem on Yun Shanhe's body.

"Even when we were besieging the foundation, you didn't reveal that you still had this kind of means, wasn't that dangerous enough at that time? Or do you think we're sure to kill that Tsukiki? ”

"How dare I be unguarded in this situation."

"I saved your life."

"That's a good point." Zhang Qing's body had already begun to burn with crimson fire, the medicinal power of the Canglan Restoration Pill was too huge, and the ferocious repair effect made him want to moan and roar comfortably.

"So, I'm going to spare your life, how about handing over your power to me?"

Before the words fell, Zhang Qing's hands began to seal, and a burning figure beside him slowly emerged.

"Nine Heavenly Soldiers, see!"

At the same time that the heavenly soldiers rushed towards Yunshanhe, Zhang Qing retreated frantically, and finally the whole person leaned forward and pressed one hand on the ground.

"It's not a good thing to be so close to physical cultivation, earth fire, sky chong!"

The earth was scorching, the temperature was rising, and the beams of flame that rushed to the sky enveloped the clouds, mountains and rivers.

There was an angry roar in the heat and scorching heat, but as the Heavenly Soldiers approached, all the roars turned into dull crashing sounds.