It was only a short time for Han San's wound to begin to scab over, and the rest was only an internal injury that needed to be slowly recuperated. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Thank you, senior!" the Xuanjia soldiers said gratefully.

"You guys set up camp here first, and then wait for your adults to wake up!"

In the following time, the dragon and the others built a camp, while the white tiger stayed by Han Li's side for a moment, as for the old man of the Xuanxin Authentic Sect, he was fine, and he didn't leave, just meditated quietly on the side and practiced qi.

Half a day later, the people in the martial arts who went out to chase and kill returned to the top of Mount Tai one after another, all of them were flushed and excited, carrying a huge corpse of a demon beast in their hands, or some treasures that had been snatched, and it was obvious that they had gained a lot.

This is also the reason for the opposition between the two races, the demon race devours the human race and can increase cultivation, while the human race can get many treasures by hunting the demon race, which is quite good for cultivation or crafting weapons.

Some people are happy and some are worried, just like the Miaojiang Poison Demon Sect, the old ancestor poisoned the old man who died in battle, and the Emei faction, the head of the family does not know whether he is alive or dead, this tragic battle, almost half of the rivers and lakes participated in it, and the fallen masters are unknown, and the top masters of many sects are almost dead, and there are only three or two small fish left, which is not a climate.

It won't be long before another storm will be set off on the rivers and lakes, and those who don't have the strength will retreat, and the powerful sects will take the position. This is the rivers and lakes, the survival of the fittest, and the respect of the strong.

That night, some martial arts masters began to descend the mountain and leave this battlefield, either excited or depressed.

The next day, the Second Elder of Shushan brought the remaining disciples to bid farewell to the Lord of Xuanxin Authentic Sect.

"If the sect master is free, you can come to my Shushan to talk about it, senior brother has long wanted to ask you for advice!"

The severed left arm had already been connected, but it hadn't healed yet, but it didn't affect it, the second elder looked deeply at the tent where Han Li was, turned around and led people to sacrifice the sword light, rode the wind, went straight to the green clouds, and flew towards Bashu, which was thousands of miles away.

"Sect Master, I'm going to leave too!"

The Heavenly Demon Sect Master walked with the people of the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Poison Demon Sect, because the old man was killed in battle, so the people of the Poison Demon Sect were temporarily led by him, after all, at the same time, the leader of the Demon Dao, the two still had a good relationship.

"Go ahead!"

The master of the Xuanxin Authentic Sect spat out a few words, and then continued to meditate and practice qi, ignoring it no more.

"Let's go!"

In the next few days, the major forces have withdrawn from here, several major scattered immortal masters have come to say goodbye, and then leave with their respective sects, and by the fifth day, there are only the Kongtong faction and the people of the six doors left on the top of the entire Mount Tai, and there are also some scattered cultivators in the rivers and lakes.

The altar that was originally used to worship the heavens was directly wiped out, and the top of the mountain was full of huge cracks or deep ravines, all of which were caused by the impact of a great war.

And the camp of the six gates is in the northwest corner, the tower, a team of Xuanjia soldiers with swords and bows, patrolling in all directions, in the middle is a wide tent, the white tiger and the dragon keep watch at the door day and night.

Even if there is an invincible thing like the white-robed old man in charge, they still can't relax, after all, there are too many people in the rivers and lakes who want their adults' lives, and if they are taken advantage of, it will be too late to regret it.

Gusts of wind swept across the top of the mountain, dark clouds were thick, followed by a downpour, bean-sized raindrops crackling down, the rain curtain became farther and farther away, a few breaths crossed the sky, spread out I don't know how far.

The rainstorm wet the robes, but the faces of the soldiers remained unchanged at all, patrolling as usual, against the strong wind, carrying swords, wandering around the camp.

Suddenly, the Lord of the Xuanxin Authentic Sect who was meditating opened his closed eyes, his eyes were dark, like an abyss, without the slightest fluctuation.

He didn't meditate, he got up and walked out of the house, an invisible shield, covering three feet around his body, and the heavy rain was blocked out, he stepped out, shrunk into inches, and crossed dozens of zhang away, and came to Han Li's tent.

"Wake up!"

The invisible sound wave poured into Han Li's ears, and it was similar to the roar of the lion of the Buddhist Gate, shaking the sleeping soul.

Han Li, who had been in a deep sleep, suddenly erupted with a terrifying momentum, shattering the tent and going straight into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds, turning into an invisible heavenly sword, overwhelming the Quartet.

Everyone was trembling, and the terrifying sword momentum stabbed the original god.

"Adults are waking up?"

Bai Hu said excitedly, he is too familiar with this sword momentum, it is an adult, there is no doubt that there is no one in the whole world, except for his own adult, who has such a strong sword path cultivation.

The closed eyes opened suddenly, and two sword lights pierced through the heavens and the earth, and the soul began to regain control of the physical body, merging the two into one.

"Smack!"

"How are my injuries healing?"

Han Li, who woke up, asked in surprise, his mind looked inward, most of his internal injuries were healed, he still vaguely remembered that he had taken a trick from the Demon Saint, but he was severely injured and fell unconscious, why did he suddenly get better now!

"My lord, your injuries were healed by your predecessors, that day, if the sect master hadn't shown up and repelled the demon saint, maybe we would all have died!"

White Tiger explained.

"Is it you, the master of the Xuanxin Authentic Sect?"

Only then did Han Li notice that there was an old man in a white robe standing beside him, his body was not showing the slightest momentum, it was the person who had saved his life in the capital a few years ago.

"Haha, you kid, I thought you had forgotten about me!"

The Lord of the Xuanxin Authentic Sect laughed and quipped.

"The grace of saving lives, toothless and unforgettable, please accept the seniors in the next worship!"

His face was plain, he clenched his fists and bowed, no matter what, the person in front of him saved him twice in a row, and this worship was deserved.

The old man did not refuse, but accepted it calmly.

After that, the White Tiger told him one by one what had happened after he fell unconscious, and it was only after half a sound that Han Li figured out the cause and effect.

"Sect Master, what's going on in the Sealed Land?"

Listening to the words of the demon saint, it seems that there are many unknown secrets involved, about the two races of demons.

"You guys stand down first!" he beckoned, and the white tiger immediately led people out of here, a huge aura had already enveloped the entire camp, blocking the torrential rain, and at the same time isolating the possibility of others eavesdropping.

"When it comes to the Sealed Land, it's a long story, and it starts from antiquity. ”

The Lord of the Xuanxin Authentic Sect stroked his white beard and said slowly.

"In ancient times, the two races of the human race competed for the living space of this heaven and earth, and kept fighting, at the beginning of the human race was in a weak position, the demon race was born with a huge advantage, and even some big demons were born as masters of scattered immortals, and the human race was mortal in the flesh, and could only cultivate step by step, so the human race was hunted down by the demon race and reduced to blood food, but my human race is constantly striving for self-improvement, taking heaven and earth as a teacher!"

Speaking of this, the old man's face was excited, and his tone was full of pride, which was the identification with the human race, and the pride and glory of belonging to the human race.

"One by one, the peerless Tianjiao rose in the fight, fought the demon clan in blood, led the human race to rise from the end of the micro, slowly beat out their own territory, until they were evenly matched with the demon clan, among which the three emperors of our human race, the five emperors of antiquity were the most outstanding figures, and they expanded their territory, until five thousand years ago, the two clans of the human and demon clans finally broke out in the final decisive battle, that battle, the sky and the earth were shattered, the sun and the moon were gone, countless masters died, and the scattered immortals were just cannon fodder!"

Han Li listened to the old man keep telling the ancient secrets, and his heart was full of enthusiasm.

"And under the leadership of Emperor Yu, the human race finally defeated the demon race, killed the demon emperor, and sealed countless big demons, and where is the sealed place. ”