The blue light mass at the mouth of the blue rainbow glass bottle suddenly rose and then quickly shrank, and then a pillar of blue light the size of a face slammed into a human-tall boulder next to a scorched tree bottle in the distance.

"Hahaha~~ Since my Yanglong Sect has died, the last inheritance of this Yanglong Sect will of course have to disappear in this eternal years with the demise of my Yanglong Sect. Hahaha~~"

In the laughter, a blatant and fearless momentum came out of Fang Zhengyuan's body, making this seemingly dying old man a desolate beast, making it difficult for people to look directly.

After the low-level sect members of the Yanglong Sect left, of course Wu Yue and the three of them did not chase after them, and the battle groups of Liu Qian and Chen San could not participate, so the three of them found what Liu Wenfeng said, next to the boulder that was suspected to be the entrance to the Tianhuo real person's relic.

At this time, when they saw Fang Zhengyuan's actions, the three of them were suddenly frightened, even though there was a Liu Qian standing in the air not far in front of them, they still drove the treasures and fled in panic.

I don't know when, Liu Qian, whose figure has slowly moved to the front of the secret cave, suddenly waved forward with a spiritual glow in her hand, which had already been shaped like a substance.

Under the blow that Liu Qian had been accumulating for a long time, this tangible and invisible wind swept out bursts of piercing whistling, and in the blink of an eye, it met the oncoming pillar of blue light.

At the moment when he was about to collide, Gangfeng turned slightly, wanting to crash into the blue light pillar from the side.

At the same time, a painful snort came out of Fang Zhengyuan's mouth, the hot waves behind him were rolling, and the smell of scorched skin and flesh reached his nose, which was the moment Fang Zhengyuan turned around, and Chen San slashed out a red and fierce blade.

Fang Zhengyuan, who was exposed to a red melting blade, not only his back, but also felt that his internal organs had been scorched, and his heart said that Chen San's technique was really powerful, and a painful snort came out of his mouth, but the expression on his face did not change at all, and he still looked so fearless.

The figure barely moved, avoiding the two Red Melting Blades that came one after another, and Fang Zhengyuan's mind also moved at the same time.

The blue light pillar suddenly flourished, and the speed suddenly accelerated, and in Liu Qian's stunned gaze, he crossed the Gangfeng that was about to pounce from the side, and came to the boulder under the cliff.

"Ahh

A loud shout came from Fang Zhengyuan's mouth, and his hands clenched the blue rainbow pure glass bottle as if he were holding a 10,000-pound boulder, and he struggled to lift it up, and then another red melting blade exploded from behind him.

With the outbreak of the Red Melting Blade, the rolling waves of flames scattered in all directions, and Fang Zhengyuan's body had been broken into two pieces from his chest and abdomen, following in the footsteps of Zhou Yuan.

The blue rainbow glass bottle came out of his weak hands, Fang Zhengyuan's upper body fell quickly, and while the look in his eyes quickly dissipated, the corners of his mouth grinned, and a smile appeared.

Chen San and the others had already taken their eyes off Fang Zhengyuan, and looked at the secret cave entrance that was pierced with a flat and smooth boulder with a hole the size of a face.

At the last moment, Fang Zhengyuan rested all the spiritual power of his body, forcibly changed the direction of the blue light pillar, and slammed straight into the secret cave, instead of landing at the entrance of the secret cave.

A continuous muffled sound came from the hole, and then ......

After a muffled sound that rushed to the bottom of my heart, I saw that this hundreds of zhang high mountain, which contained the real treasure of Tianhuo, suddenly burst into a huge earthquake visible to the naked eye, and constantly collapsed from the mountain to pieces of boulders weighing 10,000 catties, and turned into scattered stone rain falling between the collisions.

"Quick, hurry up and pack up the treasures!" Chen San shouted, then turned around and quickly flew to the side of the Kunmu Lingzhou and jumped up.

As soon as the light left, the giant mountain in the epicenter of the earthquake suddenly quieted, and then a loud cracking sound rose into the sky, and the giant mountain peak did not know when a huge gap had split the side of the mountain into two, one of which was close to the peak of the peak half of the size of the mountain slid down the mountain with a rumbling sound.

Chen San and the others took the Kunmu Lingzhou all the way to turn left and right, and after escaping for nearly a thousand miles, they found a hidden place and descended, put on heavy prohibitions, and sat cross-legged on the ground to breathe.

Among them, Wu Yue and the three of them were not injured in any way, but they were just a little tired after consuming too much spiritual power.

The remaining four people, especially Mo Chengji, were the most seriously injured, and one of them resisted the attack of twelve high- and low-level monks of the Yanglong Sect, although it didn't take long for Chen San to rush back to take over the battle, but he still didn't dare to breathe easily, so he could only grit his teeth and persist until now to heal his injuries with peace of mind.

Then there was Chen San, one arm was broken shoulder to shoulder, the flesh and blood at the forearm of the other arm were blurred and the bones were white, and the chest seemed to be fine, but in fact, the aftermath of the blue rainbow light explosion of the blue rainbow glass bottle still destroyed his internal organs, and at this moment Chen San was getting rid of the residual energy that was still raging in his body. Jing Ai Books

As for Liu Qian and Liu Wenfeng, in addition to several insignificant scratches on Liu Qian's body, the dark green smoke inhaled inadvertently has also been removed, and the bleeding at Liu Wenfeng's broken arm has also stopped, and he is using a secret method to regenerate his arm.

In the monk's fighting method, after a fight, it is normal to lose arms and legs, but throughout the entire immortal cultivation world, there is no monk who is physically disabled.

For mortals, don't say that a broken arm, even a big hole in the thigh may kill you, but not for monks. As long as it is not some extremely special injury, as long as the ordinary wound is not in the two fatal places of the heart and skull, even if the monk's intestines are rotten and his limbs are broken, he will soon be able to return to normal without a trace of scarring.

Having said that, if you want to heal these wounds, which are completely fatal to mortals, the monk still has to pay a price, such as Liu Wenfeng now.

Ten days is just a fleeting glow for a monk, and a small pure mind cultivation for a low-level monk has passed, and it cannot be compared with the years and decades of retreat for a great monk.

In the reckless mountains of the Tianpeng Mountains, in a dense forest between the mountains, after the first battle that day, Chen San and others fled here for ten days.

On this day, Liu Wenfeng, who was leaning cross-legged against a big tree, was very pale and bloodless with his eyes closed, and he looked tired and tired.

His eyes slowly opened, Liu Wenfeng's right arm was raised in front of him, his extremely pale jade arm waved lightly a few times, his palm was clenched and loosened continuously, and he muttered in his mouth: "Although the arm has grown, it will take a long time to return to its former flexibility." ”|

Then, Liu Wenfeng took out a small porcelain bottle, the cork was opened, and a mixture of sweet and bitter medicinal fragrance wafted into his nose.

There were three light green pills lying quietly in the porcelain bottle, each one was only the size of a tail finger, Liu Wenfeng gently poured one out and put it into his mouth, put away the porcelain bottle, and then silently used the power of the pill to prescribe the medicinal power.

As the medicinal power dissipated, Liu Wenfeng's pale face gradually became ruddy, and the complexion of his right arm was slowly changing.

The bright moon fell, the morning sun rose, a day later, Liu Wenfeng's eyes opened, stood up, except for the torn clothes, the whole person exuded a sense of vitality that only immortal cultivators have, there was no trace of fatigue on the ruddy face, and the white and red right arm was also the same as the left arm, and it was completely impossible to see that it was not long after the secret method was reborn.

"The 'Baicao Shengyuan Pill' is really powerful, no wonder the sect has to carefully inquire and investigate every pill used by the disciples who return to the door when they go out. The jade arm was lightly relaxed, and Liu Wenfeng, who had stretched out his waist, raised his right arm to his eyes and looked at it carefully.

The monk used a secret technique to regenerate the severed limbs, and in addition to consuming a lot of spiritual power, the essence and blood qi in the body would also be transferred to the regenerated new limbs in an appropriate amount.

Compared to the spiritual power that can be replenished by luck, the essence and blood qi of the monk cannot be replenished so easily.

After a long period of cultivation, the spiritual power in the body is constantly repaired under the body, and it will slowly transform from the mortal body of the flesh into the body of the immortal yuan, which is what immortal cultivators often call the immortal body.

It took more than ten years, decades, or even hundreds of years of hard cultivation for the monk to achieve such a body, and you can imagine how difficult it is to recover once it is damaged.

It is not difficult to repair, but it is not easy to recover, although the monk's realm is high, it is a lot of happiness to absorb the spiritual energy from around the body and condense it into the essence of the blood, but the realm is high, and the essence of the body will also be full, and it will still take a lot of time to recover.

Therefore, the large and small sects in the immortal cultivation realm will collect some special elixirs and refine them into precious pills similar to the "Baicao Shengyuan Pill" swallowed by Liu Wenfeng, and distribute them to some disciples in the sect who have gone out to practice in case of emergency, effectively reducing the loss of the sect members.

These elixirs will also vary according to the realm of the monk, and the medicinal effect of refining will also be different, otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste if a elixir that could restore the essence of the Yuanying Monk was distributed to an enlightened monk?

However, even the elixir that a low-level cultivator could take to restore the essence essence could not be easily refined.

Alchemy refiners consume resources, which is a well-known thing in the immortal cultivation world, and an ordinary grade recovery essence elixir consumes a lot of elixir resources.

Therefore, unless it is some big sects, even if those small sects with few resources refine such pills, they will only distribute them to elite disciples or high-level sect members within the sect. The Qingyun Sect where Chen San had stayed was unable to distribute one when Chen San, an elder disciple, went out, so it could be seen that this kind of elixir was precious.

Liu Wenfeng's sect Cuiwei Valley, as one of the four major sects, has abundant resources, and Liu Wenfeng's status in the sect is not bad.

After looking left and right, and after confirming that there was no one, Liu Wenfeng made several more prohibitions before putting his hands on the placket on his chest.

After a sound of rustling, a graceful and moving carcass appeared in the dim mountain forest......