500 Bloodmist Wastes

Giant islands

Blood mist.

Huangfu Bing'er surrounded the guards with two godless flying swords of ice and fire, holding Ye Qin who had fainted in his arms, and flew quickly in the vast blood mist.

"Whew!"

The Rock Fire Butterfly flapped its wings, leaving a faint red light in the sky, flying over the enemy's distance. Constantly changing direction to avoid being tracked.

Huangfu Bing'er glanced at Ye Qin in her arms nervously, her beautiful face was full of anxiety and worry.

Suddenly thinking of something, she quickly took out a Vajra Cover Talisman from the storage bag!, held it on Ye Qin's chest, and blessed Ye Qin with a gold-based talisman light cover.

Ye Qin's body was shining with golden light, and he immediately repelled the surrounding blood mist.

This blood mist is a kind of blood-colored mist spit out by the blood mist demon insect, which has a relatively strong erosion and can erode the flesh and mana.

This erosion of blood mist was a serious threat to low-level monks, but it was not a big problem for Jindan monks.

However, Ye Qin was fainting now, but he was powerless to resist, and he had to use the amulet to protect his body from the erosion of the blood mist.

As early as when Ye Qin resisted the first blow of the green-robed ancestor, he suffered a lot of internal injuries.

The second blow of the green-robed ancestor attacked him again, although the power was shared by the rest of the treasure hunters, but Ye Qin, who was in the center of the attack, still suffered the huge impact of the green sword, "Under the bombardment of the flying sword, he was seriously injured and fainted.

"I don't know what the husband's posture is...\"\-!?"

Huangfu Bing'er was extremely worried.

But she didn't dare to stop at all, investigating Ye Qin's injuries, and flew towards the center of the giant island. If she was caught up by the green-robed ancestor and the barbarian island evil cultivator, she would be powerless to fight at all.

After a short while, Huangfu Bing had already flown into the blood mist for nearly a hundred miles, but she had no intention of stopping.

Suddenly, a huge pressure in the sky suddenly added a chair to the Huangfu Bing'er meeting, pulling her down from the sky to the ground.

"This ancient ruin, there is a forbidden sky array!?"

Huangfu Bing'er's face changed greatly, and with her cultivation in the middle of Jindan, she even had the power to resist.

She reacted immediately.

This kind of power must be the forbidden sky array laid by the Yuanying Monk.

Huangfu Bing'er didn't dare to resist this huge pressure, and as soon as he collected the Rock Fire Butterfly Wing Magic Weapon, he quickly fell downward, landing on the ground in a small camp ruins.

As soon as she landed, she couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of blood, and her face turned pale.

The earth-shattering sword of the green-robed ancestor killed and injured more than a dozen Jindan monks, including her, and was also affected by the green sword.

It's just that she was on the periphery of the Green Sword attack, far from attacking Ye Qin in the center, and she was seriously injured.

Huangfu Bing'er fell on the ruins, ignoring his minor injuries, a pair of jade hands quickly locked on Ye Qin's chest, and a warm mana entered the various meridians in his body, quickly repairing the meridians that had been hit hard.

Ye Qin was stimulated by external mana, but he coughed suddenly, coughed up a mouthful of blood, opened his eyes, and came to his senses.

"Husband-, you're awake!"

Huangfu Bing'er saw Ye Qin wake up, and was immediately surprised, looking at him nervously.

"Hmm. Bing'er, is this...\"\"Blood Zero Depths?"

Ye Qin quickly looked around.

As far as his eyes could see, there was a ruin of the camp shrouded in blood mist, and he could only see the scene of the camp ruins for about two or three miles.

The remains of an ancient battlefield on this giant island are said to have been once a temporary camp for monks from the Tokai Sea, and a large number of castle walls were built here.

In the distance, there is an endless wasteland.

Many desolate ruins loom in the background, and only the outline can be faintly seen. On the wasteland, there are rocks and rotting wood, shrouded in a thick blood mist, and it looks dark and bloody.

Inside and outside the ruins of the camp, the remains of various creatures were scattered scattered.

Most of the old wreckage has turned into powder and shatters at the touch of it.

Around these wreckage, there are still some waste flying swords, magic weapon fragments, etc., but they have long lost their aura, dim, and are as worthless as those wreckage.

Inside and outside the ruins of the camp, between the wreckage and rocks, there are some withered plants and trees, most of which are gray and black. There are also a very small number of bright red plants and trees, exuding a strange blood halo, which makes people afraid to touch it at a glance.

The walls of the ruins of the camp were covered with dense fist-sized wormholes, and inside and outside the holes, a large amount of dried dark red viscous liquid.

"The hole in the stone wall of this ruin should be the lair of the Blood Mist Demon Worm... "\"\-Fortunately, the nest is all empty, otherwise it would be a trouble!"

Ye Qin was slightly stunned, but he didn't have the heart to pay attention to these now.

Huangfu Bing'er also took a quick look at the surrounding environment.

What frightened her was that her divine sense, in this blood mist, could only detect the situation within a range of two or three hundred zhang around her. Far away, it's completely ineffective.

The twenty or thirty treasure hunters who fled from outside the giant island into the blood mist inside the giant island had long since disappeared without a trace in the blood mist, and their whereabouts were unknown.

In Huangfu Bing'er's field of vision, there were no other monks in sight, and his divine sense could not detect their whereabouts.

"We've entered the island, about a hundred miles into the blood mist. The other treasure hunters didn't know where they had gone in the ruins. The ruins are dangerous and unsafe.

When Huangfu Bing'er said this, he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with your injuries?" It's best to repair your injuries in the shortest possible time, otherwise I'm afraid it will be very dangerous in this ancient ruins." ”

"Let me take a closer look!"

Ye Qin meditated cross-legged, checked his divine sense, opened his eyes, and saw Huangfu Bing'er's expression, and couldn't help but shake his head and said, "The main meridian is cracked in seventeen places! The secondary meridian is cracked in one hundred and sixty-three places." Now he can only barely mobilize a small part of the weak mana in his body, and he has temporarily lost the power of fighting magic. ...\"\-But fortunately, although the main meridian is cracked, it can be repaired, but it will take time.

"Hmm. ”

Huangfu Bing'er nodded, and her frightened heart finally let go.

An injury like a meridian crack is definitely a serious injury for an ordinary monk. It is necessary to cultivate for at least one or two months, and use high-grade elixirs and elixirs to heal the injury.

And even if the injury heals, there is a high risk of sequelae. Once the meridians are permanently damaged, it will affect the speed of cultivation progress in the future, as well as the speed of fighting spell casting.

However, for her and Ye Qin, it is not a big problem.

Because she and Ye Qin are both rare alchemy masters in the East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm. On weekdays, in addition to refining the elixir that increases and cultivates vitality, the most refined is the elixir for healing.

Ye Qin, in particular, was already able to refine the ninth-order healing elixir.

In the East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm, even if the Yuanying Cultivator was injured, most of them used this level elixir to repair serious injuries.

After Ye Qin checked his injuries, he didn't delay, took out a cyan gourd from the storage bag, poured out a milky yellow elixir the size of a pigeon's egg, thick aura, and a faint fragrance from it, swallowed it directly into his mouth, and slowly lowered his abdomen.

This is the healing elixir "Turtle Marrow Continuation Pulse Pill" that he personally refined, repairing the wounded meridians, and the effect is excellent.

"After taking this Turtle Marrow Continuation Pulse Pill, it will take three days to repair all the injured meridians. However, I completely fell into a state of sleep with the foundation-building method of "Sitting and Forgetting the Connection". In this way, the time required to repair the meridians can be drastically reduced. ”

Ye Qin thought for a moment and said calmly.

"How long does it take to sleep before you can repair your veins and wake up?"

Huangfu Bing'er hurriedly asked.

"It is estimated that it will take about a day to repair all the references.

Ye Qin said.

One day, no problem!"

Huangfu Bing'er's gaze was firm.

"Good. In this blood-mist wasteland, this small area of camp ruins, you can hide and hide from the field of vision, I sleep here for a day, and strive to repair the meridians in the shortest possible time. Unless other monks leaned into the ruins of the camp, it would be difficult to find that there were people hiding here! Until now, we don't know what ghost cultivators and demon beasts are infested in this ancient ruins, so try to make more preparations!"

Ye Qin is not an indecisive person either.

In this ancient ruins, it is indeed dangerous and inexplicable.

Once he fell asleep, he probably would die in his slumber and never wake up again.

However, if he didn't repair the cracked meridians as soon as possible in the shortest possible time. Once danger strikes, it will also lead to death due to excessive injuries.

Besides, if you want to be comfortable and absolutely safe, then don't cultivate immortals. Otherwise, when the knot and the baby come, a small hand will hit xxxsw.net any small or big tribulation will be enough to wipe out the monks.

Without enough experience, honing the will to survive in a desperate situation, struggling between life and death, and being extremely skilled in fighting methods, it is extremely difficult to resist this powerful and terrifying catastrophe.

In the ruins of this small camp, Ye Qin found a hidden corner of the ruins as his hiding place and slept in, took out a spirit beast bag on his waist, and threw it out.

The seventh-layer rotten bone crocodile skeleton demon of Jindan came out of the spirit beast bag in a daze, and glanced at Ye Qin with empty eyes.

Ye Qin directly used his divine sense to order it to guard by his side.

It lay on the ground, but turned its head to look into the depths of the blood mist, and let out a low roar. It seems to be alert that there is something extremely dangerous in the depths of the blood mist.

Ye Qin also had a silver armor guard in his storage bag.

This silver-armored guard is controlled by a puppet secret technique. This puppet secret technique was obtained from a few refining blueprints sold to him by the Yin family, a descendant of the Holy Emperor.

Ye Qin taught the secret technique of the puppet of the Silver Armor Guard to Huangfu Bing'er.

Huangfu Bing'er knows the secret art of puppets, and can also control this silver armor guard.

But driving this Mithril puppet consumes extremely high-grade spirit stones. Unless it is a matter of life and death, it cannot be used lightly.

Ye Qin meditated cross-legged in a corner of the camp, closed his eyes and ran the 'Sitting and Forgetting Sutras' exercise, forcing himself to fall into a deep sleep, and with the help of the Turtle Marrow Pill, he repaired the injured meridians in his body to the greatest extent. He won't wake up until the meridians are repaired.

After a short moment, Ye Qin fell asleep.

Huangfu Bing'er closed his eyes and concentrated, quietly guarding the corner of the ruins of the camp, beside Ye Qin, paying full attention to the movements on the blood-mist wasteland.

One hour, two hours, time passed silently.

I don't know how long later, in the silent and desolate blood-colored wasteland, outside the ruins of the camp, there was a sudden sound of a slight "click", as if something was trampling on the dead grass outside the camp.