After thinking about it, Chang Xuan looked at the torn robe he was wearing again, and finally ruthlessly tore off the fabric on his legs.

Because the sect leader's robe was already torn, and he lost the defensive power of the god level, it was not very difficult to tear it in the direction of the damage, and almost suddenly, a large piece of fabric from the front of his leg was torn off by him.

Because of the relationship between the big wound and the back, Chang Xuan couldn't see the specific injury, and could only distinguish the location and severity of the wound by feeling and touching.

Through the blood stained on his back and the pain that came from his heart, Chang Xuan felt that his back was not pierced by some sharp existence, but he couldn't be sure how he lost his senses, as long as he gritted his teeth and tore the fabric in his hand into long strips, which was used to simply wrap and tighten the wound behind his back.

Hiss......

When he tightened the wound, Chang Xuan couldn't help but gasp, and his face turned white with pain, but instead of letting go of the cloth in his hand, he tightened it tighter.

At this time, there is a lack of healing resources, although it is more painful to do so, but it uses the tension of the cloth to form a forced hemostatic effect, even if it hurts a little at first, but when the cloth sticks to the wound, there will be no blood flowing out.

And this is a bit frightening, but it is better than bloodshed.

Gritting his teeth, taking advantage of the ruthlessness in his heart, Chang Xuan quickly wound the strip of cloth through his left shoulder and right armpit several times, and finally tied a dead knot on his chest and strangled it fiercely.

Bang!

At this moment, he heard the sound of the scabbing wound behind him bursting again, and then a sharp pain of concentration invaded, Chang Xuan, who was impacting like a tide, rolled his eyes, and this was still the case he had already prepared.

I don't know how long it took, the heartache behind his back gradually dissipated, Chang Xuan finally relieved himself, he first wiped the sweat on his face with his sleeve, and then put his hand around his back to touch the wound that was covered and was not bleeding, and subconsciously exhaled a long breath, feeling a lot more relaxed.

In today's difficult moment, only by preserving physical strength can he ensure his survival, so in the following time, Chang Xuan did not immediately look for a way to get off the tree, but just sat on the canopy and rested, until his physical strength and spirit were almost recovered, and he did not stand up again.

"Fortunately, I'm not very hungry, otherwise I really don't know how to deal with it......" he smiled bitterly, if he had to worry about eating like when he first came to the Infinite Realm, it would be miserable.

Looking at the day that was close to the afternoon, I felt that I couldn't stay here any longer, otherwise when the sky got dark, no one knew if there would be a fierce beast going out to hunt, and when the time came, he who lost his cultivation could be able to survive from the mouth of the fierce beast, and he had to make plans in advance.

Looking at the surroundings and the ground under the trees, and then at the Dao Leader robe he was wearing, a bold attention appeared in Chang Xuan's heart, but he really didn't want to do that unless he had to......

"I don't know, is there anyone around here ......" Suddenly, Chang Xuan looked around, and a glimmer of hope was born in his heart, feeling that he could shout for help before carrying out the ultimate plan, although it was a shame for a monk in the soul realm, but it was not a hope after all.

Moreover, in the face of life and death, self-esteem is not something that cannot be abandoned, and no one in this position will know him, and there is not so much psychological pressure.

After making a decision, Chang Xuan took a deep breath and shouted "Is there anyone!" with all his might, but halfway through the shout, he coughed with a pale face.

At the same time, blood oozed from the wound on his back, which was wrapped in strips of cloth.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Caught off guard, Chang Xuan coughed up a sweat, of course, it was not hot but painful.

And this is also the reason why he was born as a monk, and his endurance is far better than that of ordinary people, if he is really an ordinary person, he must have been overwhelmed by the sudden severe pain at this time.

But even a character like Chang Xuan suffered from pain and his eyes turned black for a long time, and it took a long time to recover.

"Shhh...... Okay, that's fucking cool!!" He gasped as he bared his teeth to relieve the pain in his back.

However, although he was angry and angry in his heart, he also knew that he was too Meng Lang, you must know that the wound on his back was already serious, and it was strange that he was so shocked by the impact of shouting with all his might, and it was strange that the wound did not burst.

After eating a cushion and growing wise, Chang Xuan, who had recovered, didn't dare to shout with all his strength, but just used his strength within the range of strength to call for help.

Because of the weakness of his voice and a sense of weakness, his voice could not be heard in this forest for a long time, but fortunately, this forest was empty enough, and there were still mountain walls and canyons on the edges, so although the voice he just came out of his mouth was not loud, it formed an extremely ethereal cry for help after combining with the echoes everywhere.

Although the sound is not very loud, it is fluttering and spreading far and wide......

"Anyone!!Anyone!!Someone...... What!!"

Listening to the echo of his own voice everywhere in the forest, Chang Xuan felt a very uncomfortable twist, but he was nervous and expectant at the same time, on the one hand, he hoped that someone could hear the voice to save him, and on the other hand, he was afraid of attracting some unknown beasts, and now that he had lost his cultivation, it was difficult for him to fight against the natural beasts......

However, after a while, he found that his expectations and nervousness were too redundant, and in the following time he was afraid that others would not hear it and called for help a few times in a row, but the final result was not to mention people, that is, even the beast was not attracted.

After waiting for half an hour, Chang Xuan finally gave up, and at this time he also had a "gurgling" hunger in his stomach, he understood that he couldn't wait, he had to get down this tree and find a place to live before his physical strength was still acceptable, otherwise when his physical strength was exhausted, maybe he would capsize in the gutter and be trapped here.

In today's isolated and helpless situation, if you want to get down this ancient tree more than ten zhang high, there is only one way to put it in front of Chang Xuan, that is, to tear the Dao Master's robe into strips of cloth and use it as a rope, wrap it around your waist and use the reverse force to walk down this ancient tree.

Because this ancient tree is so thick, one person can't embrace it at all, and only with the help of reverse force is the best choice.

Of course, the premise of using reverse force is to make sure that the rope is strong enough, otherwise there is a 90% chance of falling to your death in the air. 、

However, Chang Xuan was very confident in the quality of the sect leader's robe, although the sect leader's robe could be torn by him in the direction of the opening, but this was also because he was the owner of the robe, and he was also a soul-splitting cultivator.