As a mother, Ling Wei will not care about his son's merits, but more about his son's safety, when he saw that he was injured in the battle with Xuanhuang, her heart has always been pinched. However, she knew that she was useless, and she could not even help at all.

Her hand held Zifeng's hand tightly, and the eager light in her eyes was not concealed at all, it was a manifestation of motherhood: "Husband, our child will be fine." He's hurt. ”

Zifeng said resolutely: "Don't worry, he is our son, he will definitely be fine." You see, he defeated the Magic Tianzun, defeated the Dragon Emperor, defeated the Supreme Xuanhuang Tianzun, in the same era, he is a truly invincible existence in the world, we should be happy for him. Rest assured, our son, is certainly the strongest. "As a man, as a husband, he must show a strong side in front of women, he is a backer, a harbor, in times of crisis, women have to harbor to shelter, otherwise what use is a man.

In fact, his heart was also dripping blood, and he could see that the injuries on Ziwei's body had never been broken. The injuries left by the Magic Tianzun have not been completely repaired, plus the injuries added later, the whole person's body is scarred, the old injuries have added new injuries, except for the legs, the upper body is constantly bloodstained, the treasure clothes woven of Xuanhuang silk have been torn, and there is a bright hole in the chest that has not been repaired, and from time to time there is blood overflowing, spilling into the martial arts arena.

That's the scars left by the Heavenly Dao, not the ones left by ordinary monks, who want to repair those Dao injuries and be able to work hard in one day?

Ziling's tears flowed down in distress, but she didn't make a sound. Silent tears. On the contrary, the character of Wang Chen next to her is extremely resolute. The complexion is calm. The beautiful eyes are as deep as the stars, and there are no fluctuations.

Ziwei's injuries are indeed very serious. He was the only one who knew this, and the injury was far worse than outsiders had seen.

The moment he was hit by the Dragon Emperor, his chest shattered, and his bones were broken more than a dozen times, and he almost couldn't stand up again on the spot. It was relying on the laws of space to support his body to stand up again, and every time he faced off with the Dragon Emperor, he needed to use extremely terrifying power, and the pain that pierced his soul made him almost want to die. But he endured it and won in the end.

The injury wasn't much better. was hit hard by Xuanhuang Tianzun's punch just now. In fact, his chest has been completely transparent, and it is impossible to repair it in half a year and a few months at one time. And he used the illusion of the wound to make others see that it was just a hole the size of a fist, dripping blood from time to time.

Among them, except for a few people at the angel level, no one else can see clearly.

He didn't dare to take a deep breath, that would make it more painful, and he had to run exercises to replenish the lack of Yuan Power in his body.

For the first time, he felt fatigue. In the face of the attacks of the three heavenly souls at different times, he used up almost all of his foundation. And the fourth tribulation, the fifth tribulation. How should he face the stronger and stronger existence?

Not surprisingly, the Fourth Heavenly Tribulation will definitely be the Seven-Star Battle Soul Body. What else is there to compare himself with? He can't come up with anything beyond everything.

Because the exercises of the Seven Star Battle Soul Body are the pinnacle of the Ten Thousand Realms, and no exercises can surpass them.

In the distance, Xuan Lao said lightly: "Young Master, can he really survive it? Alas, the Seven-Star Heavenly Emperor is about to appear. That legendary character, an existence beyond the way of heaven. You let go of your reincarnation. ”

In the distance, Wuxin and Li'er's expressions are not good-looking. As angel-level ancient gods, how could they not see that Ziwei was hiding her injuries.

Wuxin's face was a little unsightly, and he said in a low voice: "Master, can he go over? It's so difficult, can he let his master go after he appears?"

Li'er shook his head and said: "I don't understand, I believe it may not, with his resolute character back then." As long as it is something that he doesn't like, even his own will be abandoned, let alone his reputation. ”

Wuxin's face was pale, his body trembled a little, and he didn't dare to speak for a long time.

In the sky, Ye Beicheng said lightly: "It's really a talent against the sky, I'm just afraid that I won't even be able to catch a single move from him when I'm at this level, if I fall like this, it's really a tragedy in all worlds." Seven Star Heavenly Emperor, can you let go of your reincarnation?" Although he was Ziwei's enemy, when he really encountered such a thing, he had a trace of sympathy on the contrary, which was a pity for the genius's reluctance.

It's just that Ziwei's eyes are tightly closed, and a purple divine dragon and a golden divine dragon have been rotating around him, which is the spiritual dragon he transformed into with spiritual energy, which can not only protect his dharma, but also help him increase the absorption speed of spiritual energy.

Although he was injured, he had to face the next supreme strong man in near-prime condition.

The black clouds are rolling, extremely depressing, this terrible scene makes the onlookers less and less, the existence of millions of people is now less than a thousand people here, and they are all peerless geniuses in the post-Ziwei era and those god-level powerhouses and monks at the peak realm of the Great Immortal. Even in the face of this, they are not afraid, this is an opportunity, and it is an opportunity for them to make progress again.

As for the others, if they can retreat, they will retreat.

It was at this time that the black clouds changed color again. It was a thick purple color.

In the clouds, there was a sigh.

Because the exercises of the Seven Star Battle Soul Body are the pinnacle of the Ten Thousand Realms, and no exercises can surpass them.

In the distance, Xuan Lao said lightly: "Young Master, can he really survive it? Isn't this Heavenly Tribulation in danger of him, alas, the Seven Star Heavenly Emperor is about to appear, that legendary character, the existence of transcending the Heavenly Dao, you will let go of your reincarnation." ”

In the distance, Wuxin and Li'er's expressions are not good-looking. As angel-level ancient gods, how could they not see that Ziwei was hiding her injuries.

Wuxin's face was a little unsightly, and he said in a low voice: "Master, can he go over? It's so difficult, can he let his master go after he appears?"

Li'er shook his head and said: "I don't understand, I believe it may not, with his resolute character back then." As long as it is something that he doesn't like, even his own will be abandoned, let alone his reputation. ”

Wuxin's face was pale, his body trembled a little, and he didn't dare to speak for a long time.

In the sky, Ye Beicheng said lightly: "It's really a talent against the sky, I'm just afraid that I won't even be able to catch a single move from him when I'm at this level, if I fall like this, it's really a tragedy in all worlds." Seven Star Heavenly Emperor, can you let go of your reincarnation?" Although he was Ziwei's enemy, when he really encountered such a thing, he had a trace of sympathy on the contrary, which was a pity for the genius's reluctance.

It's just that Ziwei's eyes are tightly closed, and a purple divine dragon and a golden divine dragon have been rotating around him, which is the spiritual dragon he transformed into with spiritual energy, which can not only protect his dharma, but also help him increase the absorption speed of spiritual energy.

Although he was injured, he had to face the next supreme strong man in near-prime condition.

The black clouds are rolling, extremely depressing, this terrible scene makes the onlookers less and less, the existence of millions of people is now less than a thousand people here, and they are all peerless geniuses in the post-Ziwei era and those god-level powerhouses and monks at the peak realm of the Great Immortal. Even in the face of this, they are not afraid, this is an opportunity, and it is an opportunity for them to make progress again.

As for the others, if they can retreat, they will retreat.

It was at this time that the black clouds changed color again. It was a thick purple color.

In the clouds, there was a sigh. (To be continued......)