At this moment, I was also slightly suspicious in my heart. The reason why he was seriously injured was not Wu Xuanji's doing, but himself.

"The Recipe of Longevity" fueled the "Chongyang True Fire Recipe", which improved for nearly two heavens, and the blazing Chongyang True Yuan greatly increased the pressure on the meridians of the body.

However, this is not the main reason, the most important thing is that this product is strong and self-improving, and the fire spirit root transformed by the fire spirit vein in the guide zhì body and the wood spirit root transformed by the essence of the 10,000-year-old Yimu conflict with each other, and the five elements are in chaos, and the five internal organs are burned by the soaring Chongyang True Yuan.

This kind of conflict, before this goods collect the five elements of the spiritual root, I am afraid that there will be zài. Moreover, as the spiritual roots are assembled, the conflict will only become more and more intense, and the suffering will be more than one!

However, it is not without benefits, this kind of conflict can make the cultivation skyrocket temporarily, and it is also a hole card.

However, this severe pain and frequent deaths and serious injuries are not something that ordinary people can play. Wang Buji was so seriously injured, and the reason why he can still speak as usual seems to be related to the "Secret of Longevity".

Running two spiritual formulas at the same time, "Longevity Formula" fueled the "Chongyang True Fire Formula", Chongyang True Yuan was the first to run out, but there was still a trace of Immortal True Yuan left, and it was this trace of True Yuan that actually slowed down the speed of his life force loss, although it had little effect, but it did slow down the speed of life force flow.

This "Recipe for Longevity" can actually continue life!

Let's not mention the thoughts in this thing's heart for the time being, Leng Xuejiao heard this, but her expression lit up, Xiao Huanyang Pill, isn't it the elixir that made Feng Hai's injuries recover quickly, and there are still a few bottles on her, but they have not come in handy so far.

With a wave of her hand, Leng Xue Jiaoyu opened Wang Buer's Qiankun bag, regardless of it, took out a large number of medicine bottles, picked out a large number of small pill bottles, and stuffed them into Wang Buer's mouth.

This thing swallowed the Xiao Huanyang Pill in his mouth, and he was not surprised that Leng Xuejiao was able to open his Qiankun bag, the Refining Realm had spiritual sense, and it was not easy to open his Qiankun bag.

Leng Xuejiao, who had been carrying her heart, was relieved at the moment, and with a few bottles of Xiao Huanyang Pill into her abdomen, she, the junior brother, the vitality that had passed in her body was finally revealed, and the sword wounds on her body were also recovering rapidly.

"What a terrifying elixir!" Leng Xuejiao saw it clearly, and was secretly horrified in her heart. The healing effect of this elixir is too terrifying, and it seems to directly fill the lost life energy.

In fact, Wang Buer could have moved a long time ago, but this thing leaned on Leng Xuejiao's arms, enjoying this warm and warm country, and he was intoxicated and reluctant to get up.

Leng Xuejiao didn't break it, and occasionally handed out a small Huanyang Pill and sent it to Wang Buer's mouth.

On the top of Qingfeng, in front of the cave, a man and a woman are snuggling up to each other, and the scene is **warm, but this posture seems to be reversed.

............

There was no word for a night, and the next day, the Nine Veins Huiwu continued.

Yesterday, the third round of Huiwu ended, and the top three were Wang Buer, Lu Xuankui and Feng Huo.

Among those eliminated in the third round, in addition to Wu Xuanji, who was defeated by Wang Buji, there was also Feng Hai.

This Feng Hai met Lu Xuankui, both of whom were Peiyuan Nine Heavens cultivators, but Lu Xuankui was even better.

And Feng Huo is a bye of good luck.

In fact, the combat power of Feng Hai and Feng Huo was the strongest among the true disciples.

However, there is a premise, and that is the combination of the two.

One water and one fire, it seems to be born one, water and fire are together, invincible!

The Feng family of the Futu Sect once made a name for themselves in the Eastern Regions, but in recent years, it has fallen silent and is difficult to mention.

It was nearly three o'clock in the morning, and the square was full of people.

Today is the day to decide the top three, and the square is unprecedentedly lively.

It's just that today's protagonists, so far, there are only two people.

"Elder Leng, is your junior brother too injured to play?" Elder Luo looked at Leng Xuejiao, who was motionless on the side, with a gloating expression.

When everyone heard this, they all looked at Leng Xuejiao. Judging from Leng Xuejiao's table yesterday, that Wang Fuji seems to have been injured a lot.

"Hmph!" In this regard, Leng Xuejiao just snorted coldly, not moving, in fact, she was not sure in her heart, the two only stayed together for a while yesterday, Wang Buer went to the cave to heal, and until now, the two have not seen each other.

Everyone saw Leng Xuejiao's reflection and had their own thoughts. Probably, this son is afraid that his injuries will be severe and he will not be able to continue martial arts.

On the side of the ring, Lu Xuankui's face was ugly, he thought that he could teach that nasty boy a good lesson in the ring today, but he didn't expect that it backfired and was dodged by him.

And someone who was remembered by everyone, at this moment, was standing in front of a handicap, his eyes were shining! I saw that this thing was carrying a big hat, and he had lost his breath, and no one recognized it in the crowd.

"Everyone, the martial arts will start immediately, and after the lottery is over, you can bet and buy, buy and leave!" I saw a burly man shouting at the top of his throat, with an excited face.

Wang Buji looked at it, and in front of this person was a huge handicap, on which were written a few lines of big characters.

Lu Xuankui vs Wang Fuji, 100, 1.61, 1.01.

Lu Xuankui vs Feng Hai, 5.86, 1.23, 1.2.

Feng Hai vs Wang Buji, 4.86, 1.12, 1.02.

Wang Buji understood this line of words instantly, but his expression was a little depressed! The one in front of this is naturally the two sides of the ring and the martial arts, and the line of numbers in the back is the odds.

From front to back, they are the odds of a loss, a draw, and a win.

From a numerical point of view, the odds of his victory over Lu Xuankui are 1 to 100, and the odds of defeat are 1 to 100, and the odds of defeat are 1 to 100.

To the slight comfort of this thing, someone finally spoke for him.

"This senior brother Wang Fuji is a big dark horse, every time Lao Tzu buys him and loses, he wins. I lost so badly!"

"Yes, yes, especially the one with Senior Sister Wu, Lao Tzu lost hundreds of lower-grade spirit stones!"

"There are hundreds, and you are embarrassed to say that Lao Tzu lost eighteen medium-grade spirit stones!"

......

As soon as this remark came out, it instantly resonated.

Contrary to the buyers, the burly man is smiling, he is a dealer, this Wang Fuji has repeatedly made big upsets, and he has made a lot of money.

"Then this time Senior Brother Wang Fuji won?" someone asked.

"Cao, you are stupid! No matter how powerful Senior Brother Wang is, he is only the cultivation of Peiyuan Fifth Heaven, not to mention Senior Brother Lu, even in the face of Senior Brother Feng, his victory rate is too low. ”

"Yes, I can't suppress Senior Brother Wang, it's a pity that Senior Brother Lu's odds are too low, and there is nothing to be gained. ”

"Hey, Senior Brother Feng's odds are not high, so far, there is no suspense about the outcome of the battle, it seems that my gambling funds are difficult to come back. ”

......

Not to mention the gossip of everyone, Wang Bu'er looked depressed, and at this time, on the presiding stage, Elder Lei's strong voice sounded: "There is still a stick of incense time, the lottery will begin, and at that time, those who do not arrive will be deemed to have given up automatically!"

"This senior brother, can I buy it in advance?" In the crowd, Wang Buji's expression did not move, but he asked the burly man in the handicap.

"This ......" The burly man was slightly stunned when he heard this, this has not yet been drawn, why is this hat man in front of him in a hurry to buy it.

"In the final, I bought Senior Brother Wang to win. Without waiting for the burly man to hesitate, Wang Buji spoke.

"Are you sure?" the burly man's expression lit up when he heard this.

"Sure, this is three thousand spirit stones. Wang Bu'er was very simple, but a big money bag came out of the Qiankun bag, which was still on the handicap, and suddenly, several spirit stones rolled down from the mouth of the bag.

"Hiss......"

A gasping sound sounded, and the scene was eeriely quiet.

"Medium-grade spirit stone!" After a while, someone exclaimed in a low voice.

"It's not all medium-grade. "Some people don't believe it.

"It's all medium grade. Wang Buer nodded, but his eyes always looked at the burly man, and he said lightly, "I don't know if the senior brother will take it or not!"

"This ...... Senior brother, are you sure?" The burly man's eyes flashed slightly, and the man in front of him, judging from his breath, was Ning Yuan's first heavenly cultivator, and he thought that he was an inner disciple, but the big man thought about it left and right, and he couldn't think of any inner disciple with such wealth.

"Sure. Wang Buji nodded, his tone calm.

"Okay! This junior brother, you buy Wang Bu'er Senior Brother to win in the finals, the odds are one to one hundred!" The burly man's expression brightened, and he put away the big bag of the handicap, and after a while, he handed Wang Bu'er a piece of animal skin paper, and said in his mouth, "This is a gambling ticket, please put it away." ”

When you encounter such a fat sheep, and you are a stupid sheep, you are sorry for your IQ if you don't slaughter it.