After a while, more than a dozen rain and dew techniques were performed, and Yang Fan basically healed Hu Fei's external injuries.

In this process, Yang Fan's Immortal Fortune Mana was also increasing at a considerable rate, which made his heart flutter. With such a trend, it doesn't take long for the "Immortal Fortune" to break through to the realm of the contemplation period and be on the same level as the magic skill.

At the same time of treatment, Yang Fan discovered a problem: Hu Fei's body was much stronger than that of a monk of the same level, and his strength was even a few points more perverted than that of a zombie of the same level.

"This guy is really a pervert, ** power is so perverted......"

Yang Fan was secretly frightened, if he fought with this son in close quarters, he would definitely suffer.

Subsequently, he began to treat Hu Fei's internal injuries.

In terms of internal injuries, Yang Fan has not yet learned a spell specifically for him, so he can only use the mana of his own "Immortal Secret Jue" to enter the injured person's body to nourish and repair. But even so, in the face of ordinary internal injuries, it can be easily dealt with.

However, Hu Fei's current internal injuries are extraordinary, and the ones that have caused him damage are at least those above the foundation building period, and it is really tricky to treat, two of which are extremely serious, and he is not even able to solve them.

A fresh and soft emerald halo rippled and flickered on Yang Fan's hand, and the endless mist of life turned into wisps of clear water, seeping into Hu Fei's body, moisturizing and repairing his injuries.

The mana touched Hu Fei's body at a deep level, Yang Fan's face became even more solemn, and he once again felt the forbidden power contained in the depths of this son's body, this power even made him feel palpitations, and he didn't dare to approach and touch it.

It is conceivable that if Hu Fei is angered, when he enters a state of madness, how terrible the combat power he exerts, he has been under the fierce attack of the zombies in the foundation building period for a while, and he has not been defeated.

After about another bowl of tea, Yang Fan withdrew his hand and exhaled lightly.

"Governing ...... Cured?" Hu Fei said in surprise, trying to get up from the ground, loosening his muscles and bones, and frowning slightly.

Yang Fan said lightly: "Two of the internal injuries were extremely destructive, almost close to the power of the attack of a high-level monk, Yang was a low-level pharmacist, and he was temporarily powerless. As for the other internal and external injuries, they have all healed. ”

"Too ...... Great, we're ...... Now available for ...... You can go out and deal with that stiff ...... Zombies up. ”

Hu Fei said excitedly, and as he spoke, he was about to walk outside the main hall, looking impatient.

"Calm, calm. ”

Yang Fan stood in place, looking indifferent.

"You...... What does this mean?" Hu Fei was suddenly a little unhappy.

"Do you think that with the strength of the two of us, we can compete with the zombies of the foundation building stage? Even if we fight to the death and kill them, we will definitely pay a heavy price. ”

Yang Fan said slowly.

Indeed, the confrontation between two concentrating early stage monks and the existence of the foundation building stage level has almost no chance of winning, and if it is replaced by two contemplation great perfections, there may still be one or two points of hope. Of course, both of them are freaks, and they probably have a chance to win, but even if they succeed, they will be crippled if they don't die.

Yang Fan naturally didn't want to pay such a heavy price because of a zombie. Besides, after he comes out of the thousand-year-old tomb, he doesn't know what situation he will face.

If he doesn't retain some strength to get out of the tomb, Yang Fan can't rest assured.

"That'...... So what do you say...... What should I do?" Hu Fei calmed down slightly.

Yang Fan muttered: "It's better for us to wait here for two days, maybe without our help, people from the outside world may be able to open the entrance to the tomb first." ”

"Yes...... But in case he ...... They don't ...... Don't dare to come in,......" Hu Fei said disapprerovingly.

Yang Fan remained calm: "It's a big deal to wait for two more days, it has no impact on us, and we can take the opportunity to recover from the injury." Moreover, Yang also has 'Bigu Dan' in his hands, even if he stays here for ten days and a half months, there is no problem. ”

"Hmph...... I'm going to wait for you...... You're waiting alone!"

Hu Fei was impatient, obviously a person with a surname in a hurry, and when he looked at the location of the headless demon corpse in the depths of the main hall, there was a trace of deep jealousy in his eyes.

Swish!

With a flash of figure, Hu Fei left the main hall and rushed into the outer layer of the tomb with incomparable might.

Bang bang bang!

Yang Fan didn't expand his divine sense or senses, when he heard a rapid crashing sound.

At a certain moment, I only heard a "bang", accompanied by Hu Fei's scream.

"Alas, poor boy......" Yang Fan mourned in silence.

The next moment, the scream came from near and far, and with a "whoosh", something smashed into the inner sanctum.

Yang Fan didn't need to look to know what was going on.

Poor Hu Fei was slapped back to the tomb hall by the powerful attack of the zombies in the foundation building period, and lay on the ground in annoyance, grinning with his teeth.

His gaze fell on Yang Fan's face again, and he found that the other party was sitting cross-legged, very calm, slightly stunned, and asked, "...... You don't ...... Not afraid of it?"

As he spoke, he still pointed to the location of the thousand-year-old headless demon corpse with trepidation.

"Don't be afraid. Yang Fan glanced at him and spit out two words.

"You...... You're really not afraid ......."

Hu Fei looked at Yang Fan in his eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little more admiration.

However, he reached out and touched the back of his head again, and he couldn't figure it out in his heart: Yang Fan was not even afraid of the thousand-year-old headless demon corpse, why would he be afraid of the foundation building period zombies outside.

In his thoughts, the thousand-year-old headless demon corpse was ten times more terrifying than the foundation building stage zombies in the outer layer of the tomb.

"That's right......" Yang Fan suddenly remembered something: "Do you have any props in your hand that can transmit a message to the 'Rain Misty Villa' and let them know that you are not dead." ”

"This ...... No...... I don't know if it's useful. ”

Hu Fei hurriedly took out a jade talisman from his storage bag, and then poured mana into it, while he himself closed his eyes and sensed it.

"Yes...... It's a bit of an induction...... But it's ...... It's vague. Hu Feixi said.

"That's good, we don't have to do anything now, let's recuperate here. ”

Yang Fan closed his eyes, said nothing, and began to cultivate.

In fact, half of his mind stayed in the Xianhong space, using the green earth to help repair the injuries in his body.

At this moment, Yang Fan's mind suddenly flashed, and he thought of a privilege that he had at the first level of Xianhong, which could summon someone into the "Xianhong Space".

"The green earth has such healing effects and is full of infinite life...... Isn't that true, no matter how serious the injured person's condition is, or even on the verge of death, half a foot into the ghost gate can save his life and bring him back to life. ”

Yang Fan's heart suddenly bred such an idea, but the premise was that the summoned person could not have any thoughts of resistance.

Of course, he just thought about it, "Unless it is a situation for a loved one, you must not use this function easily in order to save people......"

The two stayed in the inner layer of the tomb for two days and two nights, Yang Fan was not shocked, and the injuries caused by the powerful destructive power in his body were also healed by seven or eight points. This is mostly due to the green land of Xianhong Space, otherwise with his own recovery speed, he would not have achieved such an effect without ten days and a half months.

In contrast, Hu Fei was a little uneasy, and his gaze sometimes swept to the thousand-year-old headless demon corpse in the depths of the pitch darkness.

"Both...... Both are ...... It's been two days, why haven't you ...... Didn't come?"

Hu Fei stood at the entrance of the main hall and observed the direction of the outer layer.

Yang Fan suddenly opened his eyes and said lightly: "It should be about the same, although the Rain Misty Mountain Villa is very afraid of this tomb, it can still allow low-level monks and even mobilize the power of mortals to open the entrance to the tomb." ”

At this moment, Yang Fan used all his senses to unleash his senses, and he had already noticed the movements of the zombies and ghosts on the outside of the tomb.

The zombie in the foundation building period also left the range of his senses, perhaps hearing the movement outside and being attracted to it.

Sure enough, after half a day, there was a sudden movement outside, faintly hearing the roar of ghosts and zombies, as well as the collision of spells and magic weapons.

"The time is ripe. ”

Yang Fan suddenly stood up and walked towards the outside of the main hall.

"You...... How do you know...... You know?"

Hu Fei was a little incredulous, he was far superior to his peers in terms of senses, although he also sensed something, but he didn't dare to make such a conclusion.

"Ah...... Wait!"

Just when he was stunned, Yang Fan walked outside the main hall.

However, at this moment, Yang Fan suddenly paused, his eyes looked at the location of the thousand-year-old headless demon corpse in the main hall, and his face was groaning, as if he was thinking about something.

"Underneath that headless demon corpse is a source of demonic energy......

Yang Fan has already kept this matter in mind and is particularly attentive.

Because among the Nine Demon Demons he cultivated, there was an extremely powerful supernatural power, the "Nether Demon Flame", which was very troublesome to cultivate, but in places with strong demonic energy, it would help. As long as this flame can cultivate the "One Shadow" realm, it can rampant the first three realms of cultivating immortals, and if it can cultivate the "Three Shadows" realm, even among high-level cultivators, it is an extremely terrifying existence.

"Quick...... Let's go!"

Hu Fei urged.

"Okay, you follow me. Yang Fan said lightly.

"By ...... Why ...... Want to listen to you?"

Hu Fei raised his eyebrows and said quite unconvinced.

This son is very strong.

Yang Fan sneered, ignored this, and walked on his own, with a calm and calm face, as if this was not a terrible tomb, but his own compound.

Hu Fei hesitated, and his intuition told him that following Yang Fan might be a correct choice.

In this way, the two of them walked one after the other to the entrance of the tomb.

The outer space of the tomb is actually not large, and the terrain is even a little complicated, and there are many ghosts and zombies lurking here, which can threaten the monks of the contemplation period.

Yang Fan walked very slowly, pausing for a moment from time to time, very calmly.

Hu Fei was a little impatient at first, but in the back, he suddenly found that the two of them had walked for a while, and they hadn't encountered any ghosts and zombies.

You can hear the sound of ghosts, but you don't meet any of them.

After discovering this fact, Hu Fei immediately became honest and followed behind Yang Fan.

After walking for a while, a ray of light appeared in front of him, and the faint sound of fighting was heard outside.

The entrance is faintly visible.

Hu Fei was excited: "The end ...... It's finally out!"

"Shut up!"

Yang Fan's face changed, and he hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth.

However, it was too late for him to remedy.

Whew-

A powerful ghost found the two of them along the source of the sound, rushed from above like lightning, and a miserable white hand grabbed the back of Yang Fan's heart, and the yin wind swept away.

"Quick Fix!"

Yang Fan's face sank, and a black snake shadow suddenly swung out of his hand, silently like a ghost, and suddenly entangled the neck of the powerful ghost.

(To be continued)