As soon as the centipede demon died, the remaining little demons were all frightened, and they suddenly had no intention of resisting and began to flee. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, at this moment, the speed advantage of the Southern Underworld tribesmen was brought into play, and they were naturally able to intercept them and prevent them from escaping.

Yang Jian didn't pay attention to the tail-sweeping battles, he only saw that the vitality on the centipede demon's body completely dissipated, and the dead air began to permeate, knowing that he was completely dead, so he leaned towards its corpse.

As soon as he got close to the corpse of the centipede demon, Yang Jian felt a fishy smell that made his head a little dizzy.

He hurriedly resisted, and then there was nothing to do.

He looked at the centipede's corpse again, and saw that the liquid flowing from the body had corroded the ground into pits.

"It's so poisonous!" Yang Jian couldn't help but gasp, and at the same time secretly glad that this centipede demon didn't use poison before.

If he breathes out a few puffs of poisonous gas, then I'm afraid that many people here in the Southern Underworld will die.

Yang Jian immediately took out a few empty bottles from the storage bag and carefully filled them with some venom, maybe it would be useful in the future.

After collecting some of the venom, Yang Jian carefully sensed the golden needles that had been shot into the centipede's body.

Soon, all twelve golden needles were found by him.

These twelve golden needles should indeed be deeply interspersed in the twelve big holes of the centipede demon, and there should be some suppression of the centipede demon's strength, which can be regarded as a meritorious service.

By this time, however, five of the twelve needles had been corroded to the point that only a few heads remained, three were broken, and the remaining four were all bent and dim.

Yang Jian's first set of magic weapons was completely scrapped, although Yang Jian didn't have too deep feelings for this set of magic weapons, he didn't feel very sad.

After Yang Jian saw the tragic situation of the flying needle, he immediately thought of the sword, took out the sword pill and checked it, and finally confirmed that the treasure was not contaminated with venom and was intact, and then he put his mind at ease again.

Then, Yang Jian carefully checked the centipede demon's body, but unexpectedly found that the centipede demon actually had a storage bag on it.

This storage bag was far worse than what Yang Jian had obtained in the snake and scorpion cave before, and it was not even a first order, so it was naturally cracked by Yang Jian very quickly.

Yang Jian only found that the storage bag had a small capacity, about two or three square meters in size, and there was nothing in it, this centipede demon was probably only used to hold those two knives on weekdays.

Yang Jian checked it again and found that the centipede demon was really poor, and there was nothing else on his body except for it, so he gave up.

At this time, Bai Jian came over with some medicine for him. Yang Jianjie took the medicine and gave the storage bag to Bai Jian casually, so he didn't have any interest left, so he went back to the room to heal.

Yang Jian smeared the healing medicine sent by Bai Jian to the wound with a disbelieving attitude, only to find that after the medicine was applied, a cool feeling suddenly came from the wound, and Yang Jian immediately felt a lot better.

Then Yang Jian sat down cross-legged again and began to recover some of his true qi, while further healing his injuries with his true qi.

Yang Jian's side finished it, but it was already night.

As soon as he woke up, he found Bai Jian and Deng coming to visit, and hurriedly invited them into the house.

Bai Jian has improved a lot after taking medicine, but he has lost too much blood, his face is still very pale, and his spirit is also very bad.

There are also several obvious scars on the lamp's body, which proves that this guy doesn't seem to be lazy in daytime fighting.

"The tribe has basically been cleared out!" After being invited by Yang Jian to sit down, Bai Jian said in a deep voice.

Looking at Bai Jian's appearance, Yang Jian knew that the situation must be very bad, but he still asked, "What is the result?"

Bai Jian suddenly said in a deep voice: "Eighty-three chapters of killing demons captured fourteen little demons alive, and our tribe died sixty-five, seriously injured twenty-thirty-two, and lightly injured more than four hundred. ”

As soon as Bai Jian finished speaking, Deng suddenly added: "Those who are slightly injured should be fine, but those who are seriously injured will not survive fifty people in the end." ”

"No more than fifty people! Wouldn't it be more than two hundred people who died on the spot?" Yang Jian couldn't help but be taken aback.

It is said that if you kill 1,000 enemies, you will lose 800 yourself, but now the Southern Underworld has killed more than 80 enemies and lost 200 yourself.

Moreover, there are more than 1,000 people in the Southern Underworld, and they have lost more than 200 at once, most of them are young and strong, this loss is too great to bear at all, no wonder Bai Jian has this expression.

Hearing this number, Yang Jian's mood was a little heavy, he thought about it, took out a large pile of pills from the storage bag and put them on the table.

Yang Jian said slowly: "These are the ones I got by accident before, and I don't know what they are for, so I haven't taken them out." ”

However, these are all medicines refined by monks, and many of them should be of extremely extraordinary grade, and some of them may be able to live the dead, and the flesh and bones may not be said.

You can take it and find some injured animals to test on it and see what it does.

If there are ones that can be used to heal the wounded, they will be used for those who are wounded, and maybe they can save more seriously injured ones. ”

Bai Jianhe's eyes lit up suddenly, the reason why not many of those seriously injured survived was mainly because of lack of money for drug treatment.

The monk's elixir is naturally the best in this era, and with these, it can indeed save the lives of many clansmen.

Yang Jian said again at this time: "I really can't save it, it's nothing, in a few days I will retrieve the tribe's recently dead Yin Souls and transform them into Yellow Turban Wrestlers of Heavenly Court."

As a result, they will become officials of the Heavenly Court, and they will continue to live here in the future, fighting with us, and if they have the opportunity to become high-ranking officials of the Heavenly Court in the future, they may be better than all of you. ”

Bai Jian and Deng were taken aback, they didn't expect Yang Jian to have such a method.

Thinking of the Kunpeng totem before, thinking of the elixir in front of them, and then thinking of arranging a yin soul in the heavenly court, Yang Jian's time became mysterious and unpredictable in their eyes, and they became more and more angry, and they became more and more in awe of Yang Jian.

Immediately, the lamp suddenly remembered something and hurriedly asked, "Is the yellow turban wrestler wearing a yellow coat and a yellow scarf on his head?"

Yang Jian nodded.

The lamp suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "Oh! There are hundreds of such people who want to help today, and I don't feel at ease, I actually blocked them, and I almost clashed." ”

Yang Jian said: "Those are the souls of the original Southern Underworld, which were transformed by me and brought back, something happened to me before, and I haven't had time to introduce them to you." And now what about them?"

"In a valley not far to the west of the tribe, I will personally go to apologize and invite them back," he said. ”

"Well, you can do it!" Yang Jian responded casually.

Then Bai Jian said: "I got a lot of weapons from those monsters this time, although the weapons of the general little demons are better than those of our tribe, but there are not many good ones, but the two knives used by the centipede at the beginning are extremely extraordinary, do you need them?"

Yang Jian said: "No, I don't use a knife, and I have a weapon." ”

Immediately, Yang Jian took out dozens of weapons that had already been prepared in the storage bag, and said, "You can also take these and send them!"

Seeing these weapons, Bai Jian and the lamp were pleasantly surprised.

These are weapons that belong to the magic weapon level, even if there are not many in the big tribes, and only two or three important people in those big tribes can use this kind of weapons, but I didn't expect them to have them now.