Zombie Er chased after Ye Zhen, and in an instant, both of them disappeared from Li Xuangang's sight.

In fact, it is more accurate to say that it should be three, because this also includes the stiffness of the unconscious.

Stiff Da was protected by Stiff Er's claws, his consciousness was weak, and his breath was like a gossamer, but fortunately, through mental induction, he could be sure that he was not worried about his life.

After this was confirmed, Li Xuangang was a little relieved.

The incident happened suddenly, and he was extremely reluctant to let Ye Zhen escape, so Ling Zhuanger immediately chased after him.

"This sword cultivator of the Eastern Xuanzong has been seriously injured, and although the sword and shield technique he used just now is fast, it should not be as fast as the second stiff ....... Stiff is protected by it for the time being, and it should be fine...... I just don't know when I can return to ......."

Thinking of this, Li Xuangang put the black spear in his hand back into the storage bag, and then looked around.

Swamps, corpses, blood, corpses, pits, and the mud that creeps back up into those pits......

Just as he fixed his gaze on the sword tree that Ye Zhen was talking about, suddenly, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and a crimson appeared in the air.

Feeling the surging aura in his body, he didn't have time to clean up the mess of the battlefield around him, but chose to sit down cross-legged in place immediately.

Then he closed his eyes, held his breath, and gradually probed his mind into his body.

The Qing Ling Demon Transformation Skill is already strong, and the secret method recorded in it that can once again improve the physique of the monk is even more expensive.

If it weren't for today's desperate situation, Li Xuangang would never have used this secret method, although he has now been lifted from the predicament, but in fact he has reached the verge of real collapse.

Both his physique and his consciousness were forced to the limit!

Divine consciousness entered the body, and under the inner vision, he found that his internal organs, the meridians of the whole body, and the flesh and blood meridians were all damaged, and bursts of sharp pain entered the sea of consciousness, and his sea of consciousness was already chaotic, and at this time, he felt an extreme pain, as if he was going to faint in the next moment.

Therefore, Li Xuangang no longer dared to hesitate, this was not the best place to heal his injuries, he had to temporarily stabilize his injuries before he could no longer support them.

At least we have to wait until Zombie II brings back the final result.

With a resolute gaze, he forcibly used the few spiritual powers left in his body to operate the Nine Corpses to Return to the Yuan Decision, which was used to calm the churning in his chest and abdomen.

It was only when the blood stopped gushing from his mouth and nose that he gradually relieved himself and opened his eyes.

He removed the storage bag from his waist and took out a crystal clear jade bottle from it.

The jade bottle toppled over, and three round white pills landed in the palm of his hand.

After staring for a moment, he put one of them into his mouth, swallowed it whole, and when the elixir slid through his throat and into his internal organs, he closed his eyes again and began to refine the medicinal power.

These three white pills are called Baishui Dan, and the grade is the lower grade of the third order, and the main effect is to stabilize the injuries in the monk's body and calm the soul.

It also has a slight effect of clearing the mind and calming the qi.

Before leaving Taiqiu Mountain, Li Xuangang exchanged his family contribution points for some in the Good Gong Hall just in case.

It's just that he didn't expect to use it so quickly.

The medicinal power of Bai Shui Dan gradually dissipated, and the pain in his body began to decrease, so he took the second one.

After a dozen breaths, the chaos in his mind began to be dispelled, and the third one was thrown into his mouth.

The figure was still sitting in a piece of muddy water, the clothes on the lower half of his body had already been soaked, and I don't know how long it had been, Li Xuangang opened his eyes, put the jade bottle in his hand back into the storage bag, hung the storage bag back on his waist, and stood up.

At this time, his face was no longer as pale as before, and his cheeks were flushed.

He coughed lightly and looked around at the swamp he was in again.

He staggered forward a few steps, and finally stopped in front of Qian Jiamu's body.

The corpse was already cold, and there was no trace of life left, Li Xuangang looked down, and there was no special emotion in his face and eyes.

On the way, I am deceitful, and I may fall at any time.

But this time, he was lucky enough to be the one who survived!

It didn't take too long, there wasn't much time left for Li Xuangang, and the effect of Bai Shuidan only temporarily suppressed the injuries in his body.

His physical condition was not much better.

So after a slight pause, he reached out and took a picture of several storage bags in Qian Jiamu's arms, and then tapped his right hand, and a small flame appeared on the tip of his finger.

The flames drifted to Qian Jiamu's body, producing a bright and scorching light.

A moment later, a fresh breeze blew and rolled up a cloud of flying ash.

......

......

After Qian Jiamu's death, her remaining three third-order refining corpses were out of control, although they had all suffered heavy injuries before, but the body of the refining corpse was already strong, if it was not ignored, it would not be long before these three refining corpses would regain their consciousness and become things in the mountains and wilderness.

So before they could regain their consciousness, Li Xuangang gathered them together from the swamp and put a forbidden talisman on their foreheads.

After confirming that the talisman was in effect, the three refining corpses would no longer move, and with a wave of his hand, he put them all into his storage bag.

After doing this, Li Xuangang coughed several times, just disposing of Qian Jiamu's corpse, and imposing a ban on these three third-order refining corpses, it was another consumption of the spiritual power in his body, and the injury in his body that had just been stabilized by Bai Shuidan faintly had a tendency to explode.

With his eyes moving slightly, Li Xuangang knew that he had to hurry.

So without any hesitation, he flew back to the iron-armored corpse with a big hole in his chest, stretched out his right hand, and raised it upward.

The iron-armored corpse, still trapped in the soul chain, floated in front of him from the swamp.

This iron-armored corpse is the real best in the refining corpse, although it was heavily injured by him before, and then trapped by the third-order high-grade soul chain, but after losing Qian Jiamu's mental control, it was only less than a quarter of an hour, and it showed signs of revival.

His eyes were scarlet, his flesh and blood were wriggling, the fangs in his mouth were constantly closing, and there was a hoarse and low roar in his throat, trying to break free from the soul chain that was wrapped around him.

Seeing this, Li Xuangang raised his eyebrows, and his gaze began to become a little deeper.

He didn't take back the soul chain that trapped the iron-armored corpse, but took out another yellow talisman.

With his hands together, he pinched a strange spell, and the next moment, the yellow talisman automatically flew up in the air, emitting a light yellow light.

Spit lightly in his mouth: "Seal!"

The next moment, this yellow and clear talisman fell on the dantian of the ironclad corpse trapped by the soul chain.

As a pale yellow light with even more light dispersed, several pieces of steel about three inches wide appeared, and in the blink of an eye, the iron-armored corpse was tightly enveloped, and the wriggling of its body disappeared after a moment, and the entire body fell silent.

A few cold sweats slipped down Li Xuangang's forehead, but when he found that the iron-armored corpse no longer moved, he still had a trace of joy in his heart.

Zi Yan's coffin was summoned out by him, and he immediately collected the iron-armored corpse.

Looking around again, he moved up a distance, looking down at the swamp from above.

His gaze wandered, his gaze passed through those pits, and he soon fixed on the sword tree that was protected by Ye Zhen's sword array.

The faint but still sharp sword intent emanated from there, and Li Xuangang's heart inexplicably throbbed.

Although he had never heard of such an existence before, a spirit plant could even emit sword intent on its own, but he realized that perhaps this sword tree was the biggest gain of his trip.

However, before breaking Ye Zhen's sword formation and transplanting that sword tree, he suddenly thought of another thing.

So he used the little spiritual power that had just been recondensed in his body to operate, and an invisible giant hand fell from the sky and stretched out into the swamp below.

The muddy water was surging, and the sound of rattling was generated, and the entire swamp here was turned by Li Xuangang.

And as the invisible giant hand began to retract, countless sludge fell from mid-air, and a behemoth that had been split in half reappeared.

It was the corpse of that third-order high-grade Earth Extreme Beast.

Vacate a special storage bag to include it, and then Li Xuangang turned around and slowly floated towards the sword tree.

However, he flew only more than ten feet, and his eyes suddenly went dark, and he suddenly felt that the world was spinning in his mind, and he secretly said that it was not good, and he wanted to restore the clarity in his eyes, but his body fell straight down as if it was uncontrollable.

Until the whirring wind in his ears also disappeared, Li Xuangang lost all perception of the outside world.

"Bang..."

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......

The white mist permeates this underground space, sometimes gathering, sometimes stretching, like wisps of smoke clouds in the mountains and forests in the morning.

By the time Zombie Er returned from the outside world, its huge body was already covered with countless hideous sword wounds.

The sword intent in some of the wounds had not yet dissipated, and it was still eroding and cutting its flesh and blood.

Stiff prostrate on the neck of Stiff Er, at this time he has regained a little consciousness, although his body is still unable to move, but his consciousness is clear, and he can communicate with Stiff Er.

There was some blood left on the huge white fangs, and a long sword pierced through the jaw and then pierced out from the other side.

Seriously injured, but still better than Zombie, Zombie was in a good mood when he had just dispelled the white mist and reappeared in the sky above the swamp.

Of course, the reason why it is happy is not only that, but more importantly, the task that you have assigned to it before, it has been completed!

Regardless of whether the process is tortuous or not, at least the result is good.

But the good mood of Zhuangji quickly disappeared, and a familiar figure fell into the swamp, motionless, covered in stains.

It was as fast as the wind, even faster than when he was chasing Ye Zhen before.

Zombie Er hovered beside the fallen Li Xuangang with Zombie Da, and before Zombie Da could communicate, Zombie Er let out an extremely tragic whimper.

It's just that the whimpering sound is a little incomplete because of the jaw being pierced, huh...... It's even more ugly.

A bad thought arose in Stiffer's simple mind, and his mood fell to the deepest and deepest valley.

"Woo... Your Excellency...."

The whimpering continued, but at one point it stopped abruptly, as a still white and innocent palm trembled and lifted up, and slowly stretched out towards the stiff two, who was immersed in sadness.

Blinking his fist-sized eyes, Stiffer was a little confused.

Immediately after, the index and middle fingers of this beautiful palm curled up slightly, and gently tapped its forehead.

"Take that spirit plant with you and get out of here...... Also, shit, shut up......"

The words that came into Zhuangji's mind with his divine sense were not finished before they were finished.

At this moment, Li Xuangang, who supported the stiffness and the return of the stiff two, really completely lost all consciousness.

When the palm that maintained its original movement fell from Stiff Er's forehead, the latter froze in place for a moment, and a touch of humanized sluggishness appeared on the huge Jiao's head.

Zombie reluctantly opened his eyes, then silently closed them again, and began to direct Zombie to clean up the mess.

About half an hour later, a frog left this underground space, passed through the passage, and jumped out of the waterhole outside, and soon, its figure disappeared into the vast cloud mengze.

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In the middle of the Chaoyang Continent, there is a steep giant peak that towers like a cloud.

This is the mountain gate of the Eastern Xuanzong of the Sword Cultivation Sect.

Today, in a quaint building in the Eastern Xuanzong Sect, a wooden sword about three inches long was quietly shattered.

But soon a boy in a blue robe crossed over the more than 10,000 wooden swords hanging in the lobby, carefully removed the broken wooden sword, supported it on a tray, and left the building.

The wooden sword is broken, representing the fall of the human body.

......

To the southeast of Shuangjiao City, a place called Huangling.

In the family ancestral hall of the Qian family of the Yuanying family, a soul lamp flickered a few times, and then gradually dimmed.

And there was an old man with a white beard who was guarding this ancestral hall, and at the moment when the soul lamp went out, he suddenly opened his eyes.

With a slight move of his right hand, the soul lamp fell into his hand.

Lowering his eyes, he sighed softly when he saw the remaining wick in the soul lamp.

"Kamu ......"