Sang Qingyang's injuries are largely due to the trauma suffered by the power of his dojo, generally speaking, this kind of trauma needs to be repaired by cultivation, but the monk who has the power of the injury repair dojo can use the power of his dojo to help the person who has suffered trauma from the power of the dojo, so that he can recover as quickly as possible.

However, there are very few immortal cultivators in the immortal cultivation world who have the power of the injury repair dojo, since entering the upper domain, Yuan Dian has only seen the worship of the ancestor pavilion named Li Mo who has this kind of dojo, and the dojo repair has a lot of consumption on the caster, and people who are in a casual relationship will not use it easily.

Yuan Dian has a vitality dojo, which is the originator of the repair dojo, and it is naturally not a problem to repair Sang Qingyang's injuries, a few people are looking for a secret place, Nangong Bingyan and the four are responsible for guarding, and Yuan Dian is to heal Sang Qingyang's injuries.

"Brother Sang, if you can trust your brother, you can completely open up the power of your cultivation dojo and enter the realm of emptiness, as for the rest, the brother can handle it alone. After the two sat apart, Yuan Dian motioned to Sang Qingyang to get ready.

"There is Brother Lao Yuan. Although he had not been in contact with Yuan Dian for a long time, Sang Qingyang trusted him very much, and immediately prepared according to Yuan Dian's instructions.

Seeing that Sang Qingyang trusted him so much, Yuan Dian also smiled slightly, and the power of the Divine Consciousness Void Ming Dojo was dispersed with all his might, and then he fully displayed the power of his vitality Dojo and began to repair Sang Qingyang's seriously injured Dojo.

"This ...... What is the power of Brother Yuan's dojo? How could it have such a strong vitality. At the moment when his dojo was nourished and repaired, Sang Qingyang felt a strong vitality permeating the power of his wood-based dojo, which made him quite surprised in his heart. But after being surprised, the quick settlement began to be repaired......

Just two hours later. Sang Qingyang recovered as before, when he saw the two of them walking out so quickly. Nangong Bingyan and the four of them were overjoyed and surprised at the same time, obviously they didn't expect that the healing process would be much faster than Yuan Dian had inferred.

The reason why this is the case is that the power of Yuan Dian's vitality dojo is naturally the main reason, and in addition, the rapid absorption of the power of the dojo based on the attribute of Sang Qingyang wood is also another reason.

However, everyone's dojo is a personal secret, and they didn't ask much about it, but just congratulated Sang Qingyang and thanked Yuan Dian at the same time.

And after seeing that Yuan Dian still had such the power of the dojo, Nangong Bingyan's eyes appeared fiery. A thought crossed his mind, but he then shook his head and denied it.

Sang Qingyang recovered as before, Ping Liangyong naturally had no worries, the six of them looked at the full moon above the vast sky of black fog, knowing that the Huangquan Fog River was about to flash, and they did not hesitate, and rushed through the black wood forest towards the land of the Huangquan Fog River at the fastest speed.

Half a day later, when the bright moon in the void hung high above their heads and emitted an icy moonlight, the six of them finally passed through the black wood forest. Rushed to the beach of the Huangquan Fog River.

In this small half a day, Yuan Dian and his party of six people encountered two groups of ghost cultivators, but the six of them were strong, and the target was the Huangquan Fog River. After a contact battle, he did not entangle, but directly broke through the blockade and finally came to the place where the Huangquan Fog River was located.

After coming to the beach of the Huangquan Fog River, Yuan Dian signaled the six people to stop at the outskirts of the river beach. did not go too deep into the center of the river beach, and through the bright moonlight, the six people looked at the river beach and saw a crowd of black oppression.

At this time, the Huangquan Fog River was just a rotten river beach with gravel interlaced and less than 100 feet. Not a single drop of water appeared, and on the side of the Huangquan Fog River near the periphery. There are two forces opposing each other, one of which is naturally a ghost cultivator in the ghost wasteland, and the other is undoubtedly a Terran monk who came to snatch the yellow spring water.

There are no less than a thousand people gathered on the ghost cultivators' side, all of them are immortal-level ghost cultivators, as well as the white bone skeletons, evil ghosts and ghosts, ghosts and zombies and so on led by their respective helpers, although they are gathered together, they are also divided into seven or eight battle groups, obviously these ghost cultivators belong to different ethnic groups.

On the Terran side, there is a clear distinction, although there are four or five hundred immortal-level existences gathered together, but they are clearly divided into three major war groups, obviously monks from the Ziyang Holy Land, Xuanling Immortal Realm and Putuo Cave Heaven, as for some people from other holy lands, they are standing around the battle group according to the location of their friends.

The people of the three holy places gathered together in their respective holy lands, and although there were many smaller groups among the various holy land battle groups, at least in the larger picture, the feeling of outsiders in each holy land was quite united.

And outside these two major battle groups, a group of people who have gathered more than 100 zhang separately also belong to the ghost clan and the human race respectively, and these beings are all powerful golden immortal level cultivators, but the number is not many.

There were no more than a hundred people gathered on the ghost cultivation side, the leader was a big man with a pale face, the other was a woman with a bewitching face, and on the human side, there were only sixty or seventy people, and there were three people standing in front of them, and these three people were surrounding a woman with a beautiful face and a cold face.

Seeing this woman, Yuan Dian was also surprised in his heart: "Leng Yuerou, why is she here?"

However, looking at the formation in front of him, and then looking at the Terran monks who came, Yuan Dian immediately understood.

Although the Ghost Wasteland existed in the Qingyuan Immortal Realm, Yuan Dian didn't believe that the Three Great Immortal Monarchs really had no way to take them, and kept him just to get treasures from it and provide a place for the Qingyuan Immortal Realm cultivators to practice.

Now the ghost wasteland Huangquan Fog River has appeared, and the yellow spring water is a treasure among the treasures, and all parties in the Qingyuan Immortal Realm hope to get some, especially the three holy lands, and Leng Yuerou's appearance here is mostly on behalf of the Immortal Monarch Hall to reconcile the relationship between the three holy lands, and as for the three men who followed him, most of them are the most powerful golden immortal level existence among the three holy lands.

Although the Ghost Wasteland is the territory of the ghost cultivators, at this moment, in the face of the invasion of the Terran monks, even though the strength of the ghost cultivators is far stronger than that of the Terran side, they are not in a hurry to start a fight, obviously the two sides have some agreement, they are all waiting for the appearance of the Huangquan Fog River.

Once the Yellow Spring Misty River appears, only the existence of the Heavenly Immortal level can enter and collect the Yellow Spring Water, as for the characters of other grades, no matter whether your cultivation is high or low, they are all subject to some kind of prohibition and cannot enter, but both sides have sent a powerful existence of the Golden Immortal level to stay outside, and the purpose is naturally extremely obvious, to protect the monks in their own clan.

"Niangniang's ball, third brother, where is the Nangong fox?" The six of them hid and swept around the periphery, and their mediocre eyes stared at one of the Putuo Cave Heaven Battle Group and scolded angrily.

Following the mediocre gaze, Yuan Dian saw a young monk with a rather elegant face like a humble gentleman, who was smiling and saying something with a person beside him, with a very comfortable expression.

"This man is really good at disguise. If it weren't for the fact that he had already learned from Jiang Haiming and others that this person was ruthless and cunning like a fox, Yuan Dian would really have been deceived by Nangong Fox's self-humble appearance.

However, at this time, Baili Wuxian said to Nangong Bingyan: "Brother Nangong, your doppelganger is not here. ”

"I know, the day before, I felt that the clone was killed, but it was not killed by Nangong Fox, but by Ghost Cultivation. Regarding this matter, Nangong Bingyan obviously didn't care, and after responding casually, he turned to Sang Qingyang and said, "Brother Sang, Nangong will definitely get justice for you." ”

Regarding Nangong Bingyan's reaction, Sang Qingyang said: "Don't work Brother Nangong, this Qiu Sang will be recovered." ”

Seeing that the scene was a little embarrassing, Yuan Dian changed the topic and asked, "Brothers, who are those people around Princess Yuerou?

Hearing Yuan Dian say this, Nangong Bingyan motioned to those people and said, "The young man on the left is a member of the Liu family, the first family of Putuo Cave Heaven, named Liu Jinghong, known as the most anti-heaven existence in Putuo Cave Heaven, and the most promising person among the Golden Immortal Monks. ”

"The one in the middle is the definite candidate for the next head of the Xuanling Wonderland Merchant, named Shang Luo, his strength is also extremely strong, and there are few opponents among his peers, as for the Nangong on the right, he doesn't know it. ”

"His name is Zhu Penghao, a member of the Zhu family in the Ziyang Holy Land, and he is not a good thing. Nangong Bingyan didn't know him, but Ping Liangyong said the person's name with annoyance, and then said with disdain: "These three are not good things, look at their bear-like appearance, standing in front of Princess Yuerou and nodding their heads, the toad wants to eat swan meat, and they are all dreaming of spring and autumn." ”

"They are all suitors of Princess Yuerou, in our Qingyuan Immortal Realm, Princess Yuerou has many suitors, but Princess Yuerou has always been cold and arrogant, and she looks at everyone coldly, most of these people are wishful thinking. ”

Hearing such words, Yuan Dian just smiled slightly, he naturally knew what the Princess Yuerou in front of him was thinking, not to mention that these people were wishful thinking, I am afraid that all the pursuits of Princess Yuerou in the Qingyuan Immortal Realm are wishful thinking.

"Brother Yuan, do we want to join the crowd now, so that we can snatch it when the Huangquan Fog River appears?" Seeing that there were still monks approaching the place where the human race gathered, Baili asked casually.

"No, we're going to stay here. After vetoing Baili Wuwu's proposal, Yuan Dian motioned to the surrounding black wood forest and said, "There are many hidden people like us, we can just wait with peace of mind, and Brother Nangong is not easy to leak." (To be continued.) )