Eternal Tranquility

It wasn't until he was lifted up and slid into the mist of the four-sided Elephant Armor Wooden Formation that the injured Qingli Army monk realized what he was doing. When he turned his head, he was frightened and screamed: "You are who!"

Liu Qinghuan looked quite embarrassed at this time, and the white clothes with secret magic words on his body had also become dim, as if all his spiritual energy had been consumed, and most of them were soaked with blood. Every inch of skin as far as the eye can see is covered with spiderweb-like cracks. These cracks are not just floating on the surface, but penetrate deep into the flesh and blood, shattering bones and spreading throughout the internal organs.

Like a porcelain bottle that had been thrown to the ground, it seemed that if he touched it even slightly, his body would shatter into powder. It's not broken now, which is actually a strange thing.

However, Liu Qinghuan often went in and out of the wall of the realm. The Qingli Army monk calmed down and finally recognized him: "Senior Qingqingmu?"

Liu Qinghuan didn't have the patience to talk nonsense with him at this time. He glanced at the embroidery on his clothes and said, "Are you a guard general? You must know how to enter the formation and lead the way!"

As a defensive formation that protects the entire Qingli Waste Continent, the four-sided Elephant Armor Wooden Formation cannot be an ordinary formation, and the murderous intent hidden within it is by no means limited to the armored wood soldiers formed by condensing wood energy.

Several sky-stealing bugs were wandering around in the fog, burrowing from one end to the other, and then from that end to this end. Even though they had the ability to shuttle through the void, they were still trapped in a circle like ghosts hitting a wall. between.

A low groan came from nowhere, and a huge bird head suddenly appeared, and its sharp beak pecked a few times like lightning. It was so fast that even the light mist seemed not to be disturbed, and it still maintained its previous flow direction. constant.

But those few sky-stealing insects all disappeared inexplicably.

The dark bird's eyes turned, and it stared at something in front of it for a long time. Then it slowly retracted its sharp beak and disappeared into the lingering mist again.

After waiting for a moment, Liu Qinghuan, who was covered in blood, looked slightly strange, but stepped preparedly to the direction of the magic circle and walked out from the other side.

Behind him was a monk from the Qingli Army holding a compass. He looked at the slightly undulating fog with trepidation, pointed to the left and said, "Go this way."

With him leading the way, the two of them passed through the four-sided Elephant Armor Wooden Formation without any danger, and finally saw the huge Immortal Root Banyan Tree.

After sending the monk away with a few words, Liu Qinghuan quickly got into the dense branches and leaves, but his steps were a bit messy for some reason. He didn't know how many branches he broke while stumbling. After making sure that no one was paying attention, he ducked away. Entered Songxi Cave Tiantu.

The noisy sounds outside suddenly faded away, and the warm sunshine fell on Daqing Mountain. It was peaceful and quiet, but deep and painful breathing came from the small courtyard on the top of the mountain.

Liu Qinghuan, who looked as if nothing had happened a moment ago, finally couldn't hold on anymore after returning to a truly safe place. He fell into the courtyard with a face as thick as gold paper, and sat paralyzed on the edge of the Spring of Spiritual Eyes, unable to move.

What's even more frightening is that the cracks on his body that had been slowly closed under the infiltration of Qingmu Qi suddenly burst open again, and hot blood gushed out!

A scream came from the courtyard gate, and Junior High School, who sensed Liu Qinghuan's entry, rushed over in shock: "Master!"

She wanted to help Liu Qinghuan up, but the injuries on Liu Qinghuan's body looked too horrifying, and she couldn't find a place to touch them, which made her burst into tears.

Liu Qinghuan suppressed another wave of turmoil in her body and reluctantly raised her head: "Don't, don't panic, help me into the spiritual spring first."

He moved his fingers and opened the spirit beast bag. Fu Bao and Xiao Hei fell to his side, exclaiming again.

With the help of three spiritual beasts, Liu Qinghuan finally lay down in the Spring of Spiritual Eyes. The cool spring water overflowed his body, and he was instantly stained red with blood, but it also temporarily relieved his pain, and the rich spiritual energy all Flood into the body.

Chu Yi asked with a tearful tone: "Master, who hurt you like this? How could this happen?"

Taking out a few pills with trembling hands and taking them, Liu Qinghuan calmed down a little and smiled to himself: "I was attacked by a late-stage Fusion monk, and he was a whole level higher than me in cultivation. It was not easy to survive. The gap between great realms is indeed insurmountable. One finger from the opponent without using his full strength hurt me to this point. What’s even more frightening is that this finger is very weird..."

His expression became gloomy. In fact, he didn't notice anything strange at all at first. But the longer time passed, a feeling of itching to the bones and painful to the soul gradually emerged. When he came out of the Four-square Elephant Armor Wooden Formation At this time, this feeling had invaded his entire body, making him almost expose his weakness in front of the Qingli Army monk.

Chong Ji's finger looks ordinary, but it hides a mystery. It makes every trace of his flesh and blood seem to be gnawed crazily by insects. It hurts from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, everywhere, like being eaten by thousands of ants. The heart-gnawing feeling makes life worse than death.

Liu Qinghuan tried his best to resist the ugly look of wanting to roll around and scratch, and breathed heavily and ordered: "Go and activate all the protective formations. No one is allowed to approach the courtyard. You also go to guard outside the courtyard."

"Master, you are alone..."

Liu Qinghuan roared: "Go quickly!"

Although several spirit beasts were very worried, they could only obey the order and leave. When no one was in the courtyard, they groaned in pain.

The spring of spiritual eyes was immediately submerged by green energy. As a green wood saint, Liu Qinghuan's ability to self-heal his physical body is one of the strongest among all cultivation physiques. This is the reason why he has been able to sustain it until now.

However, the wound that was healed by the Qi of Qingmu one moment opened again the next moment, and more blood gushed out, so that what was flowing under his body was blood instead of spring water.

"No, if this continues, all the blood will be lost, and the bones and internal organs will not be able to withstand the consumption of being broken and restored again and again. By then, the physical body will completely collapse..."

Liu Qinghuan felt bad. He recalled that Chong Ji didn't even look at him again. He originally thought that the other party didn't pay attention to him as a little Yang Realm cultivator. Now that he thought about it, he was afraid that he was in the other party at that time. There was already a dead person in his eyes.

After taking the elixir, he used all the methods he could think of, and even the Aoki Holy Body couldn't cure the weird injury, leaving him at a loss.

"Is it really necessary to use Wanmu Ping..."

The cyan wooden bottle appeared in his hand. The water drop-shaped mark on the bottle was as clear as if a drop of water had fallen on it. Liu Qinghuan's expression was full of hesitation and struggle.

All of the "nectar" in the words "Wanmu Zhengrong Nectar Bottle" contained in the bottle was all based on his guess. In fact, he was not completely sure whether it was nectar or not. This nectar was medicine. It is unknown whether it is poison.

"After all, it's more likely that it's medicine, right?"

What's more, at this point, he didn't have time to confirm it slowly. Liu Qinghuan was so happy that she opened the Wanmu bottle!

The author finally returned home today! My bed! Decided to stay at home for the next month and not go out!