I wanted to pick up the sheep, but I found it difficult to do it. The two hands that clenched their feet were like steel that had melted together, and they couldn't let go.

With such an injury, but still like this, I don't know why, Zhaoming suddenly felt that he could understand the other party's reason. It's like when he wanted to escape from Wudao, Sun Jiuyang was his only savior, and he would rather die than let go.

His hands were pressed on his shoulders, and his arms became soft with his true qi, and then he broke free.

Holding Yang Sansan on his body again, Zhaoming was anxious. He really has nothing to do with this sheep demon, and he didn't make a move that day because of his friendship, but purely because he didn't want to be manipulated by Meng Huai.

If it was before, the other party would have died if he died, as long as he didn't kill himself, he could still accept it. But this is different at the moment, this is the person brought out by the corrupt old man on his behalf, and he naturally wants to protect his life by himself.

Now that he has just left the Colosseum for a distance, he will die here, even if he doesn't have to explain to the rotten old man, he can't help it.

Reaching out to probe, Yang Sansan's external injuries were extremely serious, and his body almost collapsed, although the internal situation was relatively better, but it was also very dangerous. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it won't last long.

Zhao Ming didn't think much about it, and immediately took out a few pills and stuffed them into Yang Sansan's mouth, and then put a palm on his back and began to help him heal.

As soon as this began, Zhaoming was stunned. The three sheep demons did not transition to the tribulation period of cultivation, and they did not transform into shapes, and in his opinion, they were almost exactly the same, and there was not much difference. In addition, Yang Sansan shouted that the two dead sheep demons were the eldest brother and the second brother, and he was still the third brother.

But at this time, the real anger entered the body and found out that it was not, the dead eldest and second were all men, but the living third was actually a banshee.

It was a woman, almost a slave, and two older brothers died. It's really hard for her. Zhaoming sighed slightly and continued to pour true qi.

During the time he was in the wooden house outside the Sky Ridge, Zhaoming learned a lot of healing things, and he was an alchemist himself, which was very helpful. It's just that Rao is like this, and he still has no confidence in his heart.

True Qi flows in the three meridians of the sheep. Little by little, guide the other party's true qi to recover the body. What made Zhaoming breathe a sigh of relief was that Yang Sansan's cultivation should be an earth attribute exercise, and his true qi was closer to that of earth practice.

Fire is born of earth, and his true qi helps him a lot, otherwise he is afraid that he will not have the slightest chance even if he tries his best.

The true qi runs over and over again, and the injury recovers little by little, but unfortunately the speed is extremely slow, and it will be difficult to stabilize his injury for a while and a half.

The crisis is still there, and it's not just from within. And the Wicans. He was shot through the sky by Hou Yi's feather arrows, and he also smashed so many mountains, how could the Wu clan not know such a movement. Even if you don't know about the Colosseum, I believe you will find it soon.

But things are out of control, so I can only pray in my heart that the strong man of the Wu clan will not come too soon.

Time passed little by little, and Yang Sansan's internal injuries recovered little by little, although he got a lot better. But there is still a lot of gap from stable dìng.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the air in the distance. Zhaoming was shocked, knowing that as he expected, the Wu Clan had sent someone to check.

At this time, Yang Sansan's internal injuries have reached a critical moment, as long as he persists for a while, not to mention recovery, at least it can not worsen. But it is impossible for me to delay for a moment. Being discovered is immediate.

The sound of breaking the sky was getting closer and closer, and after a while, more than a dozen figures appeared above. Zhaoming saw them, and they also discovered Zhaoming for the first time.

The two Golden Immortal Witch Clans took a dozen or so Heavenly Immortal Witch Clans, and Zhao Ming secretly calculated in his heart. Think about what to do.

Seeing Zhaoming, who was healing Yang Sansan's injuries, a Golden Immortal Witch Clan immediately pointed at him and shouted, "What kind of person?

He followed the streamer, but found an immortal clan and a demon clan, so his natural first reaction was to arrest people.

Zhaoming didn't speak, just continued to heal. Yang Sansan's injuries will soon be able to stabilize, and he must survive these things.

Without reacting, his calm and relaxed appearance immediately made the dozen or so witch clans become vigilant, and one by one they took out their weapons and shouted loudly again: "If you don't tie your hands again, you will be captured, and there will be no mercy." ”

If it weren't for the extraordinary momentum of the streamer, worried that the identity of this immortal clan is not simple, he would have done it directly a long time ago, how could he have thought about it so much.

He thought he had given him a chance, but Zhaoming didn't react at all and continued to heal Yang Sansan.

Such a disregarded attitude made the Golden Immortal Witch Clan furious, and felt that Zhaoming's aura was similar to his own, so he immediately said more, waved the iron rod in his hand, and smashed it against Zhaoming's back.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Zhao Ming did not move, safe and sound, and with his domineering true qi, he forcibly dissolved the force of the iron rod attack, so that it could not affect Yang Sansan, who was recovering.

On the contrary, the iron rod was actually bent into a terrible arc, almost scrapped.

"This ......"

More than a dozen Wu clans were shocked and couldn't believe it. Although the strength of this leading Jin Immortal is not outstanding, it is also extraordinary, and with a blow with all his strength, he can't make a contribution, and the other party doesn't fight back at all, and even the fluctuation of the true qi defense has never appeared, as if he is purely relying on his physical body to block a blow.

How could an immortal clan have such a powerful physical body? It was far superior to the Wu clan of the same realm, which made many Wu clans unacceptable.

"Ahh

The other Golden Immortal Witch Clan was furious, holding a long knife, rolling his body, pulling the vitality of heaven and earth, and turning into a wind roaring and slashing at Zhaoming.

"Bang!"

There was another loud bang, and the cold star flew out, and the long knife turned into a fragment. Although Zhaoming's body trembled slightly, he still did not react.

This is the body of the Great Perfection of the Mysterious Weapon, and it is difficult to hurt the sword soldiers. Now that he has entered the realm of the Golden Immortal, he has burned his body refining with the Black Flame Heavenly Fire, although he can't make a breakthrough, but it makes the Dafa of Furnace Refining even more powerful.

If it is changed to Da Luo Jin Xian, there is still something to do, but an ordinary Jin Immortal Wu Clan, Zhaoming's body is not afraid at all.

Missed twice in a row, and it was still like this, looking at the fragments all over the ground, the faces of more than a dozen witch clans became grim.

He glanced at several other Wu clans, motioned to watch him move, and then looked at Zhaoming and asked cautiously, "Who are you, which clan of the Immortal Clan are disciples?"

Zhaoming's figure and the decline of the demon clan made him never think that Zhaoming was a demon clan. Seeing that his cultivation is extraordinary, he should be a disciple of a family with a big surname of the immortal clan.

The cautious question was unanswered, and Zhaoming still did not speak.

The witch clan finally couldn't hold it back, and suddenly made a move, no longer attacking Zhaoming, but wanting to attack Yang Sansan, who was being healed by Zhaoming.

Once hit, it will inevitably be wasted. Zhaoming was furious, and his head was about to strike.

As soon as he saw Zhaoming's appearance, the attacking Wu clan immediately stopped, looked frightened, and stammered.

"Plate ...... Pangu God!" (To be continued......)