After that, the luck of the two was not bad, and they didn't provoke any more demon beasts to hunt them, and soon the two of them landed from the air, because the spiritual power of the Gale Spirit Rune had been almost exhausted.

After landing on the ground, Ye Quan helped Ouyang He find a hidden place in the shade of a small mountain, a place that was covered by several huge stones, and just rested for a while.

This escape, although the time is not long, but both of them are injured, especially after Ye Quan's son was injured, he also used his mana to urge the thunder wing talisman behind him, and after several times, the injury was even more serious, and now, the sense of urgency suddenly disappeared.

The internal injuries that were forcibly suppressed by it erupted inexorably.

I saw that Ye Quan was leaning against the mountain wall, his face behind the mask began to flush, and then, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat, but he was pressed down again by this son, forcibly appeased, and his right hand slapped towards the storage bag, and a trace of mana was entered, and suddenly there was an extra white jade vial in his hand.

He opened the vial, poured a small yellow pill the size of a grain of rice, and put it into his mouth.

Just start meditating, pranayama, and slowly dissolve the medicinal power.

Ouyang He beside him is also ordinary, as a master of the late Kaiyuan period of the seven major sects of the Morning Mist Country, his natural status is not low, and the healing pill is no worse than Ye Quan's, and it is also an ordinary swallowing pill to breathe and recuperate.

The two of them looked like this, and they had been breathing for a full stick of incense, and Ye Quan opened his eyes first, the flush under the mask on his face had faded a lot, and the injury was finally stabilized temporarily.

He glanced at Ouyang He beside him, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, at this moment, he could be regarded as losing his wife and breaking his army, the three-leaf poisonous scale fruit was not obtained, but was seriously injured, and the silk thread magic weapon in his hand was damaged.

This is also unlucky enough, it's just that who is that purple-robed man?

Now that I think about it, those piles of charred ashes should be this person's masterpiece.

Moreover, after the black aura was sucked away by his treasure bottle, this person actually took out another powerful treasure.

That transparent, thin three-foot sword!

Thinking of this, Ye Quan suddenly felt a great pain in his heart, it was the three-foot transparent sword that cut off the silk thread magic weapon that he was using very easily.

It's also the only one left!

That silk thread magic weapon, he had just used it for a few days.

It seems like his heart is bleeding!

Although at this moment, he still has a special magic weapon at the level of a doppelganger, such as the white ring, but this kind of thing, if he is really desperate in the end, how dare he use it easily, and it is no different from not having it in normal times.

Depressed, this son forced himself to calm down again.

"However, with that transparent little sword being able to slash the silk thread magic weapon that is already infinitely close to a medium-grade magic weapon so easily, does that mean that the transparent little sword is very likely to be a medium-grade magic weapon?"

Medium-grade magic weapon!

This kind of treasure, Ye Quan didn't know how many large and small magic shops he visited, and even at the large-scale auctions, he didn't see anything for sale, but at this time, it appeared in the hands of a young man in a purple brocade robe who didn't know where it came from.

Of course, if that was really a medium-grade artifact?

Thinking about it again and again, the probability that the transparent little sword is not a medium-grade magic weapon is really very small, as for whether it is a high-grade magic weapon, this, Ye Quan feels unlikely, a fragment of a high-grade magic weapon can be sold for a sky-high price, it can be imagined that a good high-grade magic weapon must be a priceless treasure, how could such an existence fall into the hands of a monk in the Kaiyuan period.

Ye Quan took another deep breath as his mood became unstable again.

The loss this time was not only the injury, but also the damage to the silk thread magic weapon, and more importantly, the fragment of the high-grade magic weapon that he had spent almost all his net worth to bid for.

The importance of that high-grade artifact fragment to this son, even if he gave him ten silk thread artifacts, he would never sell them.

However, now, the fragment of the high-grade magic weapon was actually damaged when it resisted the thunder light.

At this moment, on the surface of its body, the layer of white qi that could help it conceal its breath had completely dissipated.

Thinking of this, he didn't dare to take out this magic weapon to check it.

I am afraid that this thing has really been destroyed, and it will have to go back to its previous point again, and I am afraid that it may be found by the huge grimace phantom deity at any time.

The venomous threat of the giant grimace clone before it was absorbed by the black ice needle is still vivid in my mind, and my memory is still fresh in my mind.

At that time, the huge grimace phantom looked hideous and threatened in a cold tone: "Boy, you'd better run away quickly, otherwise the deity of this seat will never let you go, hehe, don't worry, our torture methods are average, there are only thousands, you kid better not let the old man find ......"

The threat of the old demon in the Dan period, what can a minor monk in the Kaiyuan period do?

That feeling is very depressing.

The sense of urgency that can face death at any time, and it is really difficult for those who have not experienced it to know what it is like.

However, in the end, Ye Quan still wrapped the piece of animal skin that was tightly wrapped, hung around his neck with a small rope, and put it in the inner armor of his body, and took it out.

Holding this animal skin-wrapped magic weapon in his hand, he felt a little conflicted in his heart, and at this moment, his hand hesitated.

It wasn't until he took another deep breath that he began to untie the string that was tied to the small piece of hide.

The string opened.

The skin package was opened, and inside was originally a fragment of jade, a complete piece of multi-water chestnut jade the size of a thumb.

Now, it was broken into seven or eight pieces again, Ye Quan's heart swallowed with difficulty, and it seemed that blood was gushing up from his throat again.

The whirlwind in his hand flashed, and this thing was put into the storage bag by Ye Quan.

Ye Quan closed his eyes expressionlessly, and his heart was a little heavy.

He was suddenly a little confused.

Where is the road, above its head, when will the dark clouds of the old demon of Huadan disperse, or in other words, when will he die in the hands of the old demon of Huadan.

Everything makes people feel a little sad that can't be dissolved.

After a while, Ye Quan opened his eyes again, there was no confusion in his eyes, at this moment, he had temporarily suppressed this matter.

As long as he is in the forbidden land at the moment, then the old demon of Huadan will definitely not be able to enter it, at least in the forbidden land, the old demon will not be able to pose a threat to it.

That being the case, he will be safe for three months.