It was not so easy to go back, there were too many demonic beasts in front of him, and he had to climb over the dense mountains of corpses and blood to get through.

On the other hand, behind him, because there is a towering earth wall to cover it, it is much cleaner and fresher. After thinking about it for a while, Ren had to continue running towards the back mountain.

I don't know how long I walked, all the way were the corpses of the monsters, they all died suddenly, although the expression after death also returned to serenity, but, quantitative changes can cause qualitative changes.

When people walk in it, they have the illusion that they are not in the world. It was still noon, and it was already dark, and the surrounding area was dark and foggy, as if it needed lighting.

Fortunately, there was no disturbance from the demonic beasts on this road, and he walked very fast, and with one breath, he climbed a mountain and ran to the place of the previous trial, a huge and spacious cave.

Originally, there were still guards of the disciples, but none of them were seen at this time, and a pool of blood stains could be seen on the ground from time to time, as if they had been taken away by wild beasts.

As soon as Ren entered, the hair on his shoulder seemed to suddenly scream "ah", but it was Ren who pulled his wound like this.

"Uncle, you're all right! Thank God!" Ren Chang let out a sigh of relief and quickly put the person down.

"Boy, how did I get out, old man?"

Mao seemed to touch his chest, looked around and continued to ask, "Where is the female doll?"

Thinking that he was almost strung into a string of heart and liver, Mao looked like he had palpitations.

"Uncle, what a female doll, when I woke up, you were standing there stupidly, I wasted all my strength to carry you to this cave, and I was tired to death. ”

Regarding Lan Ling's existence, he decided to pretend to be stupid, not wanting to expose her and the existence of the bag.

This time he was really tired from the journey, especially with two hundred catties of human flesh on his shoulders, if it weren't for the leg strength he had exercised for a few days in the Physical Training Sect, maybe he was still struggling on the road at the moment, and the speed would not be so fast.

Mao Yan frowned and took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth, and then continued in distress: "I obviously remember that the sword almost killed me, and then I heard your kid scream, and in the blink of an eye, it was actually here." ”

"It's weird, boy, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Mao didn't seem to pinch himself, because the feeling of pain in his heart has always been so real, even if he took the top healing pill, the wound did not heal.

I don't know if the weapon that injured him is the legendary divine treasure, and in the legend, only such a weapon can make the people under the god king realm injured for life and cannot heal, unless there is a god-level elixir.

However, in the Lingyin Continent, no one had ever seen a divine treasure, and even the immortal treasure was a legendary scarce commodity. He also got one by chance in the ruins of the God King, otherwise, the weapons he usually uses are just weapons like Lingbao.

As for the elixir, it is even more unattainable. Don't look at the people of the Medicine King Valley, they are obsessed with refining pills all day long, but in fact, their medicinal effect is a little more effective than ordinary secular medicines.

For this wound on his body, it didn't work at all.

"Alas...... In the past few months, life has been really difficult, I'm afraid that I have encountered a declining god, and everything is not going well!"

Mao shook his head and found a place to sit down, he didn't do anything, he felt tired, and the blood from the wound kept dripping on the ground.

Any person who is a little weak-hearted and has a different face, he himself is really the god of decline, he has been unhappy every day since he was a child, and he vomited a lot of blood just now, and he has never seen a comfortable day.

What can he say?

Mao's wound looked extremely hideous, and he pulled his underwear to bandage him.

The blood quickly seeped out and soaked the cloth, and even a god couldn't bear it if it went on like this.

Looking at the somewhat gray hair, Ren couldn't help but run to a corner and called out to Lan Ling in a low voice.

"Lingling, are you alright?"

"Spirit ......"

He called for a long time, but he never saw Lan Ling respond, so he had to stomp his feet, and the figure flashed into the world of the Treasure Bag after him.

At this time, Lan Ling was already awake, but he was lying quietly in the coffin, not moving.

Ren asked a little nervously, "Lingling, are you okay?"

Lan Ling sighed slowly, "I'm afraid I can't do it, the injuries on my body have dragged on for too long...... I can't hold it back!"

Ren hurriedly took her cold hand, and said in a trembling tone: "No, Lingling, you can get better." I'm sorry, it's all my fault for being so incompetent and dragging you back, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't be ...... right now"

He was really annoyed, why did he fall into a coma at that time? Why did he encounter such a ferocious monster as a demonic beast, if he stayed in Taiyi Sect well, would there not be so many twists and turns, and Lan Ling's aura would not have been consumed so quickly.

The two of them were in the bag, not knowing the changes in the outside world, but it was when Na Mao seemed to be leaning against a stone wall to recuperate, and was about to die, when suddenly, two black shadows walked in from the entrance of the cave.

"Huh, there's a survivor, it's strange!"

It was a young voice that spoke, a little hoarse, as if it had been burned by swallowing coal. He walked with a limp, but he was a bit of a long and short-legged rush, and he kicked Mao when he stepped forward.

Mao only rolled his eyelids, looked at him twice, didn't say anything, and closed his eyes drowsily.

"Well, I'm going to die sooner or later, don't bother with it! Let's think about how those monsters died!"

The other person's voice was a little old, and even with the sharp sound of a broken horn, which made people's eardrums hurt.

They were the deaf and dumb hunchbacked old man and Qian Yiwei, but they didn't know what these two people were here for.

It's just a few days, and that Qian Yiwei is actually a little similar to the image of a deaf and dumb hunchbacked old man. The exercises of the Heavenly Silkworm Sect were really cruel enough, and they were able to create a Sea Spirit Level master in a very short period of time.

However, compared to the deaf and dumb hunchbacked old man's transformation level, it is still a little worse, probably the last point of life...... It's not broken.

The two of them headed towards the cave (. . Walking deep into the hole, when any of them came out of the bag, they happened to miss perfectly. Otherwise, maybe these two people will clean it up.

What he was holding in his hand was naturally a saint-grade pill that he had begged from Lan Ling. Tear open the strap, crush it with your hands, and sprinkle it on the wound.

The power of the holy medicine is really extraordinary, and any of his eyes are fixed on the wound, but in just a few breaths, he has already collected a lot, and the speed is staggeringly good.

Such a holy product, Lan Ling is useless after eating it, and he doesn't know what level of injury medicine he needs to cure Lan Ling, he sighed a little melancholy, he can't do anything!