Doomsday Rise

Meat Ganoderma lucidum looks fleshy and melts in the mouth. The liquid flowed into the abdomen and exploded in an instant. The warm current was like an erupting volcano, rushing all over the limbs and veins. The incomparable life energy made Liu Wei'an think that he had come to heaven.

The cut of his left hand was itchy, Liu Weian tore off the bandaged clothes, the clothes stuck to the flesh, and when he pulled it, he was so painful that he sweated. Yan'er thought something was wrong with him, so she was so frightened that she wanted to stop him, but she stopped immediately, her beautiful eyes widened, as if she had seen a ghost.

The bone grew out of the wrist, and in the blink of an eye, it grew into the shape of the hand bone. The flesh and blood came out like mushrooms after the rain. In just a dozen seconds, the left hand grew into a white as jade, rosy in the white. Much better looking than the right hand.

"My lord, your body—" Yan'er raised her head, stunned. The skinny Liu Wei'an disappeared, and was replaced by a tall, straight, plump, and strong Liu Wei'an. The sequelae of being tortured by the Curse of Weeping Blood disappeared, and he returned to the state of his heyday.

"So strong!" Liu Weian opened his eyes and smiled happily. The Ganoderma lucidum not only restored his physical body to its former state, but also healed all kinds of hidden wounds in his body, and his essence, energy, and spirit reached an unimaginable level.

Except that his power has not recovered, he is now healthier than anyone else. The essence of Ganoderma lucidum is not completely consumed, the excess energy accumulates in the body, and it will emerge when needed, which is very miraculous.

"Young Master, are you all well?" Yan'er was the happiest person, and Young Master was her god.

"Okay." Liu Wei'an didn't tell the truth, and didn't want to worry Yan'er, so he picked up another ganoderma lucidum and stuffed it into the swordsman's mouth.

"You're looking for death!" The Great God Wang Er roared. Li Qingchuan and Ji Wushen were also very angry, and they came to kill at the same time, but Liu Wei'an's cultivation base was too strong, an ancient rune, they did not break through more than ten moves. The condition of the fastest-updated Qiqi novel Swordsman is very bad. In that dark space, he was soaked in blood. In addition to his body almost melting, his eight meridians were also severely damaged. Just now, he forced out the knife again, and almost died of backlash.呼噺繓赽奇奇novel盧|w~w~

However, all of this is not a problem. When a piece of Ganoderma lucidum is put down, the extremely rich life essence quickly repairs the swordsman's body. The overflowing energy forms a milky white mist outside the body. In five or six seconds, all the visions disappear, and the swordsman stands up and heals from his injuries.

"Thank you!" A flash of gratitude flashed in the swordsman's eyes. He was not completely unconscious, and he still had a little sense of consciousness. Liu Weian rescued him several times, and he could see clearly.

"Thank you, no need, just use each other." Liu Wei'an scooped up all the remaining ganoderma lucidum in his hand. The swordsman just watched and didn't fight.

boom——

The rune was broken, and Wang Er, Li Qingchuan and Ji Wushen came to kill him.

"There will be a period later!" Liu Wei'an waved his right hand, and the mysterious power radiated gradually. In the blink of an eye, a passage was exposed where there was nothing, and he pulled Yan'er on the road. As soon as he left, Ji Wushen, who was the fastest, arrived and pointed out.

The fingers are light and fluttering, seemingly weak. The swordsman standing on the side was filled with strong unease. This finger made him feel the taste of death. He couldn't imagine the pressure he would bear if he was directly attacked by this finger.

As soon as his hand landed on the handle of the knife, the path exploded and turned into a black hole. This black hole had no suction force, instead, it emitted expansion force, and the void fragments shot in all directions. Ji Wushen's eyes shrank, he couldn't continue with this point, and retreated hundreds of meters. The swordsman retreated together. This kind of power was too terrifying, and he didn't dare to provoke it. With a sigh of relief, Liu Wei'an and Yan'er were gone.

With Liu Wei'an's formation skills, in this ruins, even if he doesn't have any skill, he can still live well.

"Where is this place?" Yan'er tightly grasped the corner of Liu Wei'an's clothes, following every step. Liu Wei'an frowned and looked at this world, it was cold, dark, and damp, the ground was reddish-brown, exuding faint traces of decay, and white bones could be seen everywhere.

The trees are all withered, and the whole world is like a faded ink painting without any color. The only living thing is the crow on the dead tree.

"Quack...quack..."

The voice was so frightening, it might as well not be there.

There are so many scary formations in the ruins, Liu Weian loves and hates them, what he loves is that he can use the power of the formations to get out of crisis, but hates the extensive and profound formations, many of which he can't understand. Like now, he just wanted to get rid of the pursuit of Ji Wushen and others, and then went back to pick up the broken mace, but inexplicably came to a strange place, and he still couldn't get out.

"Don't be afraid, this place looks relatively safe." Liu Weian patted Yan'er on the shoulder,

He didn't sense any traces of the Dao formation. He has some experience with the ruins, and the denser the formation, the more dangerous it is. Where there is no formation, there is basically no danger. Arranging formations is also a very tiring task. The creators of the ruins were not full of food and had nothing to do.

"The crow's eyes are red." Yan'er whispered, not daring to look directly at the crow.

"It's okay. It may be that the crows here are of different species. The light is too dim, and infrared rays have evolved." Liu Wei'an said with a smile. Just as he finished speaking, a crow shot out like a sharp arrow, aiming at a pile of bones.

"Do not kill me--"

The bones scattered and shot in all directions, and a figure rushed out, fleeing for his life in a panic, his expression extremely terrified. His speed was very fast, faster than any master Liu Wei'an had ever seen, but—the crow called out.

croak——

The voice was the same as the previous cry, but there was a strange force of death spreading, the figure was shaken all over, his soul was shattered, and he died instantly. Due to inertia, his body rushed out tens of meters and fell to the ground with a bang. The crow flew to the corpse, pecked open the skull, sucked the brain, and expressed enjoyment.

Liu Weian's footsteps stopped and he couldn't move anymore. He suddenly thought of some kind of legendary crow, the soul chaser of hell, with a single cry, one person is about to die. Suddenly, his hairs sprang up, and on the dead tree, a crow turned its head to look at him, its red eyeballs exuded a strange light, as if it was laughing.

croak——

Before he could come up with a countermeasure, the crow had already called out, and the extremely strange power of death spread, gathering into an invisible sharp arrow in mid-air, and arriving with lightning. At the very moment, Yan'er rushed forward and stood in front of her.

"Don't—" Liu Wei'an turned pale with shock, he lost all his skills, and his reaction was half a beat slow, watching Yan'er being hit by a strange force.

boom--

An indescribably terrifying chill erupted from Yan'er's body, crossed the ground, and froze the whole world in an instant. In an instant, everything turned into ice sculptures, a vast expanse of whiteness. Bones, dead trees, and crows, Liu Wei'an was the only exception. When the cold air reached his side, he bypassed it.

Liu Wei'an barely touched Yan'er's body, and then retracted bit by bit. Looking at the world of ice and snow, he redefines the power in Yan'er's body.