Lu Chuda squatted next to Wei Jingding, who was in tattered clothes and servant on the ground, and looked at Wei Jingjing's back and was slightly taken aback: "So many scars?!" Lu Qiuda did not hesitate, first stopped the blood on Wei Jingding's left arm, and then bandaged it with medicine. After that, he gently turned Wei Jingzhen over and turned his back face up, so close, Lu Qiuda was even more stunned by the terrifying scars crisscrossing Wei Jingjing's chest, these scars are so deep and so many, what kind of life did this Senior Brother Wei live before? Lu Qiuda could see at a glance that each of these scars could kill Wei Jingda as long as they went a little deeper.

The skin on the surface of Wei Jing's body was a little scorched, it was injured by the "Thunder and Eight Flashes", especially the skin on his chest was even more miserable, it was the injury caused by eating the magic of "Xin Rushui" with both hands in the front, and there was a little yellow pus in the scorched black.

"Feng Yu, come here to help!" Lu Qiuguo greeted Xi Fengyu, and then saw Xi Fengyu running towards this side at a trot.

Lu Qiuda's master and apprentice were healing Wei Jing's injuries, and Yuan Xuan was staring at Shengxiao Zhenren majestically. Behind Sheng Xiao was a group of elders who had cultivated deeply in the Dao Sect for three days, and the more well-known ones were Shengbu, Shengfa, Che Feiyuan and others, in addition to a few elders who were rarely seen.

In the face of Yuan Xu's amazing momentum, Shengxiao Zhenren was also a little hesitant, the two were already between the two of them, and they didn't know when they were going to fight, if they wanted to defeat Yuan Xuan as soon as possible, they could only call everyone to rush up, but with his identity and status, he was facing a person with a good reputation and high status like Yuan Xu, how could this mouth be opened?

The Heavenly Withering Elder of the "Blue Falling Sky" was still using the "Glass Seven-Core Lamp" to frequently release seven-colored rainbow bridges, devouring those nasty dark golden beetles, while Wei Cangqiong was already sitting in a coiled position, and the surface of his body was steaming with a thick white mist, not knowing when he would stand up again.

"The loss of true qi is not so easy to recover, but as long as Wei Cangqiong recovers his true qi, I'm afraid we won't be able to stop him if he wants to leave. Shengxiao Zhenren was furious in his heart, this damn Yuan Xuan was really a dead brain, the life and death of a disciple was even more important than the foundation of the Daomen.

Shengxiao Zhenren's face was ruthless, and he quietly transmitted the voice to Yuan Wuzhen behind Yuan Xu: "Brother Yuan Wudao, I'm afraid that Yuan Xu's hand will be helpless for a while, Wei Cangqiong is about to finish breathing, for the sake of the overall situation, Brother Yuan Wudao can help Shengxiao." ”

Yuan Wuzhen looked at the figure of Yuan Xuan shrouded in the "Yang Death Separation Fire Wheel", his eyes showed a trace of viciousness, and he also quietly replied: "Brother Shengxiao Dao, don't worry, Yuan Wuzi will try his best to cooperate for a while, so as to restrain my senior brother in one fell swoop." ”

Shengxiao Zhenren's face paleated slightly, and he began to drive the "Heaven Replenishing God Emperor Ding" to rise above the zenith, and the Ding mouth slowly turned towards Yuan Xuan Zhenren: "Brother Yuan Xu, although we have had a few exchanges before, we have not used our respective Zhen Sect magic weapons, Sheng Xiao suddenly wanted to know at this moment, whether it was Brother Dao's 'Yang Death Separation Fire Wheel' that was powerful, or whether this sect's 'Heaven Replenishing God Emperor Ding' was superior. ”

Yuan Xuan didn't say a word, and the "Yang Death Separation Fire Wheel" hovering around his body stopped, revealing two curved crescents, with sharp edges on the crescents, and a strange bright red burning on the blade.

Many people have seen the magic weapon of the "Chongtianmen" for the first time, the "Yang Death Separation Fire Wheel", and they can't help but secretly say in their hearts: "It turns out that the 'Yang Death Separation Fire Wheel' is like this, but I don't know what is so strange that it can be respected as the magic weapon of the town sect by the successive heads of the 'Chongtian Gate'?"

One of the crescents of the "Yang Death Separation Fire Wheel" in front of Yuan Xu's body was still around his body, but the other rose directly into the air, emitting a red and purple flame.

"This is the unique 'Yang Death from Fire' on the legendary 'Yang Death Separation Fire Wheel'?" Dense tadpole-sized ancient characters emerged from the ancient Ding, and then everyone felt that a fierce aura that seemed to be tempered from the ancient boundless killing, with a faint bloody breath emanating from the Ding, a wisp of ethereal and distant sound, like the sound of war drums in the ancient war, and like the struggle and wailing of countless people on the battlefield, the roar of swords and swords, and the sound of gods casting spells and chanting spells...... All kinds of endless voices were intertwined, fluttering on the Lundao Peak, invading the minds of everyone on the Lundao Peak.

At this moment, Wei Cangqiong's tightly closed eyes moved, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Lu Chuda was helping Wei Jingzhen clean up the rotten flesh on the wound on his chest, when he suddenly felt a white light flash in front of Wei Jingjing's chest, and he looked closely but didn't notice anything unusual.