At this moment, Ling Zhi felt that his two feet had long since lost sensation, and he didn't know how long he had walked and where he was now.

It's still in the Qin Demon Green Mound, or it's already outside the Qin Demon Green Mound, Ling Zhi doesn't know.

Suddenly, a feeling of exhaustion came to his heart, and as soon as Ling Zhi's feet were crooked, he immediately stood unsteadily, "Poof!" and fell directly to the ground, his eyelids heavy.

"Poof!"

Together with Sima Cheng behind him, Ling Zhi was so tired that he didn't have time to make any preparations, and he was suddenly thrown on his back, covered in mud.

"Sneer"

It was the wisp of dancing flame condensed by the flame divine crystal on his forehead that was struggling to support it.

Ling Zhi's eyes narrowed, his body and mind were exhausted, he looked at Sima Cheng who fell not far away, and hurriedly turned over and got up.

You can't just fall here, you can't just fall here, and it's over.

Ling Zhi struggled in the mud and moved towards Sima Cheng step by step.

"How are you, Sima Cheng"

He checked Sima Cheng's breathing, Sima Cheng still had a faint sound of breathing, and suddenly Ling Zhi was overjoyed that he had not saved him in vain.

Ling Zhi stepped on the mud, carried Sima Cheng behind him again, and walked forward slowly.

The mud under his feet became thicker and thicker, sticking so that Ling Zhi's feet seemed to be filled with lead and getting heavier and heavier, so he carried Sima Cheng on his back and slowly walked forward step by step.

I don't know how long I walked, but when I looked at it, there seemed to be an endless swamp in front of me, and the endless mud suddenly appeared in Ling Zhi's sight.

Ling Zhi's divine sense noticed that there was no movement behind him, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Sima Shen's group should not be able to catch up with him for the time being.

Ling Zhi thought silently.

It seems that he can't go back after the blood trial, what kind of desert island trial, the desert island list has nothing to do with him, and the treasure shop will blow up all these things, and he will be finished.

Ling Zhi silently hated why he believed in these chamber of commerce people so much.

Moreover, Ling Zhi killed Makino and his party entirely because of the people who helped the Treasure Workshop, and these people in the Treasure Workshop were really wolf ambitions, and when they saw the wind and steered, they now bite themselves instead.

Ling Zhi thought fiercely, whether it was because he was too young to see through people's hearts.

I was so tired today, Ling Zhi's eyelids gradually became thicker and thicker, and he was too tired and tired.

"Boom!"

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, a fierce lightning bolt was emitting an earth-shattering roar, violently stirring Ling Zhi and startling Ling Zhi to sit up immediately.

Ling Zhi looked at Sima Cheng beside him, and he didn't know why, he found that the sound of Sima Cheng's breathing was getting more and more powerful, and Ling Zhi was immediately ecstatic.

It may have something to do with the mud here, it is rumored that many wild animals like to come to the swamp to heal their wounds, because the mud in the swamp is mixed with a lot of innate herbs, and the mud has a healing effect.

Ling Zhi checked Sima Cheng's injuries by himself, and in addition to the skin injuries, Sima Cheng's most serious injuries were the irreparable damage caused by his self-incineration to his meridians.

Now Sima Cheng is only breathing more powerfully, but it doesn't mean that the injuries on his body have recovered much.

Sima Cheng had caused such a serious injury for himself, and Ling Zhi felt extremely guilty.

No, I must bring him back, but how can I save him?

Sima Cheng's meridians were damaged, and he had to find the incomparably precious innate medicine that nourished the meridians, coupled with the assistance of a profound martial arts powerhouse and internal strength, and penetrate all the meridians, so that it might be possible to recover.

Among the martial arts forces in the world, perhaps among the two holy lands of martial arts, Buddhism and Daomen, there is such a foundation to save Sima Cheng.

But Sima Cheng is not as good as ants for the two holy places, will they cure Sima Cheng.

By the way, you can also find Uncle Han!

Ling Zhi suddenly thought of Uncle Han, Uncle Han would definitely be able to save Sima Cheng, that's right, then escape from this desert island first, find Uncle Han and let Uncle Han come to rescue Sima Cheng, Uncle Han should not die without help.

When Ling Zhi thought of this, his heart was suddenly relieved and he felt hopeful.

He can maintain Sima Cheng's life first, and he only needs to escape from the desert island by himself, but how can he escape from the desert island?

Looking up at the boundless mud, surrounded by the dangerous desert island Qin Demon Green Mound, there were so many people to hunt down and kill him, Ling Zhi's head was big for a while.

"Bang la la"

Just after a burst of lightning and thunder, now it suddenly rained on the sky, and the raindrops the size of soybeans fell on Ling Zhi and Sima Cheng, no, the injured people can't get drenched in the rain, this is a common sense.

So Ling Zhi hurriedly struggled to carry Sima Cheng on his back, and he staggered towards the rest of the swamp.

"Huhuhu~~~"

Ling Zhi was running fast on both feet, and he had just regained some strength after waking up from a coma, and the speed of his journey was not slow.

Sweat broke out on Ling Zhi's forehead mixed with the rain that fell, and he endured the pain and glanced at Sima Cheng worriedly.

Finally, he found a slightly cleaner cave under the valley, and he went straight to the cave.

The cave was very quiet, and after Ling Zhi checked some of the situation in the cave himself, he confirmed that it was safe, and leaned Sima Cheng against a stone wall, and suddenly felt that the temperature in the cave was a little low, and hurriedly lit a fire.

"Hiss"

A bonfire was raised by Ling Zhi like this, Ling Zhi put Sima Cheng next to the fire, Sima Cheng was also rained just now, or to get rid of the moisture in his body as soon as possible.

Ling Zhi knew that he was seriously injured and had been drenched in rain, and if he didn't remove the moisture in time, it would definitely cause the result of illness and injury.

Taking advantage of the heavy rain, the smoke and light generated by the fire in your cave will also be blocked by the sound of heavy rain, and others will not notice this side.

Ling Zhi felt a warmth, cheered up his mental state, sat on the ground and leaned against Sima Cheng, and slowly injected his internal strength into Sima Cheng's body to help him get rid of the moisture in his body.

"Snort!"

A faint white mist evaporated from Sima Cheng's body surface, and after his clothes were steamed dry, Ling Zhi could see that Sima Cheng's face was a lot more ruddy, and a faint glow emanated from his body.

Layers of mist erupted from the cave, and the temperature from the campfire was quickly evaporating and falling into the rain.

Ling Zhi's expression was seren, his eyes were closed, and he continued to operate the internal strength of the gale, trying to repair Sima Cheng's damaged internal organs and various meridians.

Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.

The wind has the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, and it also has the effect of life.

Wild horses, dust, and creatures blow each other.

Ling Zhi saw that his actions had an effect on Sima Cheng, and found that Sima Cheng's vitality was getting bigger and bigger, and he was immediately ecstatic.

However, the damage to the meridians in Sima Cheng's body was too serious, and if he wanted to fully recover, he had to find an elixir for refining the bone marrow of the meridians.

It wasn't until it was close to dawn that Ling Zhi slowly withdrew his hand and breathed a long sigh of relief.

He did this just to maintain Sima Cheng's immortality, and if he wanted to recover, he still had to go outside to find the elixir, or find Uncle Han.

Ling Zhi saw that Sima Cheng's face had recovered a lot, and he relaxed a little and walked outside the entrance of the cave.

At this moment, a ray of morning sun pierced the clouds, shining directly on the land through the layers of shrubs.

The sun shines on the earth, and the air is refreshing.

The swampy land not far away had become muddy, and the mud had become viscous, smelling of mud.

Ling Zhi wanted to look around, there were many rare animals and plants on the desert island, and he could go and see if there were any herbs or anything like that.

Suddenly, the breath of the entire sky suddenly fused, and two huge vortices enveloped the valley.

"What's going on?"

Ling Zhi was shocked and exclaimed.

"It's so powerful, I didn't expect that there is such a realm of aura on a desert island, is it a participant in other desert island trials?

With the powerful momentum oppression, Ling Zhi couldn't even breathe through the qi, and hurriedly mobilized his internal strength to start resisting.

"Roar~~~!!"

An earth-shattering roar came from the air, and Ling Zhi immediately felt a tremor from the bottom of his heart when he heard this voice!

The surrounding stones were splashed everywhere, the ancient trees were blown away, and the sand and gravel were all over the sky, and the momentum was rolling.

"Damn, what's going on"

Ling Zhi shouted violently, and hurriedly mobilized his internal strength to resist this oppression, but they were like mud cows entering the sea, and there was no news.

"It looks like this is a few earth-shattering big shots fighting."

Ling Zhiqiang held back the oncoming aura like a huge wave, and carried his breath to protect himself.

"The big names who fought against each other are definitely merit and achievement, and they have reached the peak"

The huge breath rolled up the dust, dust, and yellow sand covered the whole world, and the heaven and earth changed color and turbulence.

"Boom Boom"

Countless flying sand and rocks rolled up layers of rock and soil, shocking the wilderness.

Ling Zhi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, forcibly resisting the sweep of this breath but was powerless, he was oppressed by this breath and squinted his eyes, leaving only a slit to adjust the breath that was washed out.

Under these breaths, all living beings are as fragile and terrifying as ants, and their own lives are completely in the hands of others.

The huge momentum swept away all the creatures on this side in an instant, and everyone was like a flat boat powerlessly struggling in the turbulent waves, and the wind and rain were in danger of being swallowed up by the waves at any time.

"Roar~~!!"

Another roar came from the air, shocking.

In the billowing dust, Ling Zhi vaguely saw two huge beast creatures clashing.

What kind of beast is this?

Ling Zhi gradually felt the collision of chaotic aura, his gaze sharp at the distant sky.

"It turned out to be two primeval beasts fighting, a tiger and a dragon!!"

After Ling Zhi finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and the forced snooping just now caused the internal strength to be impacted, and it was really a heavy price to pay for such a life-level confrontation.

At this time, the rolling air flow rushed in, and the surrounding dust and sand and gravel were flying, as if they were in the center of a chaotic air flow.

In the dust, I saw a huge snow-white tiger making a shocking whistling sound, and there was a pair of white wings on the body of this tiger.

Fighting with it was a dragon with an even larger body, with steel-like scales shining in the sun, and the dragon's horns on this dragon's head were still the last trace, and after completing the last step, it completely transformed into a dragon.

The dragon's claws were tearing through the void, grabbing towards the Flying Tiger, and the Flying Tiger roared into the sky, and bursts of powerful momentum shot out from its body.

"Boom"

Two forces are colliding! An earth-shattering explosion is being made!

Ling Zhi's heart was beating for a while, and he wanted to leave but was oppressed by these two breaths and couldn't move.

Ling Zhi forcibly tried to break through the oppression, and suddenly a sharp pain spread from his chest, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

In Ling Zhi's heart, only God's anger can make him feel like this, and natural disasters such as flash floods and earthquakes can be compared with the momentum he is encountering now.

Reaching a certain life level, you can have such a powerful momentum!

Ling Zhi felt a tremor in the depths of his soul, and an irresistible momentum suppressed every cell and every trace of flesh and blood in his body.

He couldn't help but think of what Uncle Han had told him about the life level before, Ling Zhi felt that the two fierce beasts in front of him were definitely not at the same life level as himself.

Obviously, the gap between life levels is incomparably huge!