Xiang Yun couldn't support the flight after all, and his body staggered and fell to the ground, and then, Xiang Yun forcibly lifted a breath of essence, maintained his flight again, and flew into the distance.

......

Not long after Xiang Yun left, a number of gorgeously dressed monks came to the place where Xiang Yun fought against the Great Han, and if Xiang Yun was still here, he would find that their clothes had the logo of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion on them. And its cultivation, although not as good as the previous Han, also has a foundation building period.

Noticing the fluctuations of the remaining spiritual power in the air, several people knew that this place had just gone through a life-and-death battle, and it seemed that the results had already come out. A few people naturally thought that it was a big man, who had already killed Xiang Yun and completed the task.

"It seems that Fan Lao has already succeeded...... one of them said.

"Could it be that Fan Lao has already gone back?" Because they didn't see any trace of Fan Lao in their mouths, some people felt a little puzzled.

Several people carefully searched the vicinity with their divine senses, but they found nothing, and were about to go back to make a report, when suddenly a transmission note flew quickly.

A monk activated the transmission note, and a bewitching voice came from the transmission note, but there was a hint of coldness in this enchanting note at the moment: "Fan Lao's natal lamp has been extinguished, you come back quickly!"

The faces of several people changed suddenly, and Fan Lao actually died! Only then did he evacuate here with some fear. At the same time, in the Wanbao Pavilion, the woman surnamed Lu was kneeling on the ground at this moment, and standing in front of her was a white-haired person who looked like she should be quite old.

At this time, the woman seemed to be suffering a great pain, "Pavilion master, concubine body...... Yes...... I know I'm wrong, I shouldn't have made a claim for myself......"

The man called "Pavilion Master" snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, a black insect crawled out of the woman's hand, "Fan Lao is a very important disciple of my Pavilion, you know what to do!"

"Yes, I will appease his brother!"

The man waved his sleeves and left, leaving only the woman surnamed Lu and the extinguished natal lamp on the ground.

......

Of course, all this has nothing to do with Xiang Yun, at this time, Xiang Yun was too seriously injured, so he couldn't fly too far at all, so he had to heal in a cave.

This time, his injuries were really not light, the green lotus in his body was almost dry, his divine sense was almost exhausted, and now the injury on his left arm also had a tendency to deteriorate. Xiang Yun didn't dare to be careless, breathed for a while, and began to heal when the spiritual power in his body recovered.

Fortunately, there were also a lot of healing pills to assist, and Xiang Yun took out several healing pills. After swallowing the pill, the spiritual power in the body began to recover, and the sluggish Qinglian also began to regain its vitality......

Half a month later, Yanyunmen, the main hall.

A crane-haired monk wearing the costume of an elder in the Dan Stage had a transmission note floating in front of him at this moment, and a voice kept coming from inside, "Tell the elder, all the disciples who have passed the Sword Test Conference and are eligible to participate in the Sword Test Peak have been gathered, but there is a disciple named 'Xiang Yun' in the Qi Refining Period, he left the sect a month ago and has not returned to ......."

At this moment, there was a quarrel outside, and the elder walked out.

"What's going on?" he roared, and there was silence outside

"Elder Shi, you must wait for Xiao Yun, he will definitely come back!" It turned out that it was Xiang Yun's good brother - Yi Lan who was making trouble outside, and the Elder Shi he called was still Shi Yuan.

"How do you know for sure?" Ishihara glanced at Yi Lan and said lightly.

"I ...... He ......" Yi Lan found that he didn't seem to have anything to convince him, and he was speechless for a while.

Ishihara's eyes suddenly became fierce, "Okay, don't mess around! How can this kind of thing wait for him alone!" Shi Yuan didn't agree with Yi Lan's master, and he didn't like Yi Lan very much, so he naturally wouldn't go along with Yi Lan at this moment.

After that, Ishihara waved his sleeves, no longer paid attention to Yi Lan, and walked straight outside, looking at the assembled disciples, Ishihara said loudly: "Tomorrow, we will set off to test Sword Peak, or I will lead everyone to go, I hope everyone will not retreat, tomorrow, we will gather in the meeting square inside the door, I will leave on time at that time, so I will not wait!"

The disciples dispersed one after another, Yi Lan's eyes were blank, and he muttered, "Xiaoyun, where have you been!"

......

Yan Yunmen didn't mention it for the time being, in the wasteland, in an inconspicuous mountain peak, although the injury in Xiang Yun's body had improved, there was always a fire spirit power on his left arm that could not be dispersed, resulting in the injury on his left arm that had not recovered so far.

Xiang Yun opened his eyes and said to himself: "I didn't expect so many things to happen this outing, I almost lost my life a few times, counting the days, it's time for the day when the Sword Peak opens......" Xiang Yun frowned, "Moreover, the method of going out of this wasteland is so complicated, it will be troublesome now." ”

Xiang Yun sighed, he still had to heal his injuries first. Feeling the burning sensation coming from his left arm, Xiang Yun knew that it was most likely that the injury caused by the Flying Dragon Spirit Weapon had recurred.

"This time, we must expel the entanglement of this fire spiritual power in one fell swoop!" Xiang Yun's eyes flashed with determination.

Before this, Xiang Yun had actually tried many times, but every time Xiang Yun was about to disperse these residual spiritual powers, it would suddenly burst out with more powerful power, making Xiang Yun's work fall short, and it seemed that he had to think of other methods.

Xiang Yun suddenly thought that something might be able to help him, and he took out the Ice Sword. The temperature in the cave dropped suddenly, and he could clearly feel the ice attribute spiritual power emitted by the Ice Sword.

That's right, Xiang Yun wants to use the ice attribute spiritual power of the Ice Sword to neutralize the fire spiritual power in his left arm! It's just that this process is very painful, and if he wants to let the ice attribute spiritual power enter his left arm, if Xiang Yun fails to control it well, his left arm may be completely destroyed because of this!

However, at present, Xiang Yun can't take care of so much, he really has no other choice.

Xiang Yun carefully controlled the ice sword to emit ice spiritual power, and controlled these spiritual powers to infiltrate into his left arm, the originally scorching left arm felt a trace of coolness, but soon, the conflict of ice and fire spiritual power made Xiang Yun feel great pain, but fortunately, he could still bear it, Xiang Yun gritted his teeth and persevered, neutralizing the fire spiritual power with a trace.

Time passed little by little, and two hours later, as the last trace of fire spiritual power was also neutralized, Xiang Yun finally took a long breath. After a moment of pranayama, Xiang Yun finally felt that his left arm had resumed movement, and only then did he show a hint of joy.

"Next, it's the Spirit Wings!"

Although the eyes could not see the spirit wing behind him, Xiang Yun's divine sense could clearly reflect the current situation of the spirit wing. For more than half a month before, Xiang Yun had been busy with his own injuries, but he didn't notice the situation of the spirit wing, but now that he looked closely, the situation of the spirit wing surprised Xiang Yun.