swordsman in the heavens

The five people, Monk Ruzhu, wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads with their sleeves, feeling a little dazed, as if their heads had been hit hard with a big stick.

"Thank you Yi Tanyue for saving me!" Monk Ruzhu first recovered from his frightened state, then clasped his hands together and sincerely thanked Yi Tianheng.

"It's just the right time to meet. Master Ruzhu doesn't need to be polite." Yi Tianheng smiled lightly, then walked to Sima Chunxia and Lao Tianshi, and each of them spent a ball of energy and went in.

The yellowish complexion of these two people gradually faded away, and the golden elixir in their bodies began to resume operation, and their body functions began to recover, like fish that had been trapped on land for a long time returning to the water.

He nodded, knowing that the two of them had been rescued, he stopped caring about them and let the Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain and Sima Qiudao who came over in a hurry to take care of these two people.

The bearded Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain looked at Yi Tianheng with his eyes a little dodgey and his face a little twisted.

well!

He suddenly sighed and knelt down suddenly.

"Zhang Qianzhi of Longhu Mountain apologizes to his benefactor!"

Then he kowtowed, pounding the garlic, not so fast and hard.

Yi Tianheng looked at him indifferently, making no move, and was indifferent to Zhang Qianzhi's behavior. He didn't remember the previous grudges, and his current gratitude didn't feel like venting his anger.

But Zhang Qianzhi kept kowtowing and seemed to refuse to stop! He stretched out his hand to lift the other person up.

"It doesn't matter, I don't hold any grudge at all."

After that, he walked towards the other group of people.

"Thank you so much, my benefactor!" Zhang Qianzhi looked full of shame, blood dripped from his forehead, covering his eyes and nose, and he sighed longly.

This man was already his great benefactor in Longhu Mountain, and he felt ashamed when he thought of his previous rudeness.

On the other side, Father Mark, Vampire Hepburn, Werewolf Alpha, and Japanese elite assassin Yami Yagyu have not yet woken up.

Among them, An Yagyu looked miserable. His entire body looked like a piece of dry wood without water, his skin was wrinkled into sandpaper, and his bones were protruding.

The blood energy in his whole body was weak, not much better than that of an ordinary person. If his heart wasn't still beating, Yi Tianheng would have thought he was dead.

However, even if he didn't die, it wouldn't be much different.

A stream of inner energy shot out, silently piercing An Yagyusheng's skull. Red and white slurry flowed out from the two blood holes in the front and back, and he fell down weakly, as naturally as a withered yellow leaf in autumn.

Then Yi Tianheng looked at the vampire Hepburn. There was no heartbeat on her body, and she looked like a dead corpse. But don't forget that the vampire has no heartbeat and is a dead body.

There is still energy pulsating in her body, proving that she is not dead.

The same was true for the werewolf beside him.

As for Father Mark, it was even different. His face had begun to return to rosy color, and several tyrannical forces were active in his body.

Yi Tianheng smiled, do you want to regain consciousness? No chance, just use them all as food for the growth of the small world! He stretched out his hand and took Father Mark, vampires, and werewolves into the small world.

In the small world, the ten-thousand-foot-tall Small World Tree stretched out three roots and plunged into the navels of these three people in the same manner, absorbing their flesh, flesh and energy again.

Father Mark's consciousness, which he had just regained, suddenly fell into a deep sleep, like a comatose person who finally opened his eyes and was knocked unconscious with a head-on blow.

Yi Tianheng smiled faintly, and his spiritual thoughts came back from the small world. Father Mark carried three treasures with him. The levels are not low, but they should be used as supplies for the growth of the world!

Sima Qiudao picked up the broken sword on the ground. It had been broken into four or five pieces, each piece was only the size of a grain of rice. The sorrow on his face turned into a mask.

"Alas, Senior Nephew Sima, you can still refine the flying sword after it is destroyed. Now that Brother Sima Dao and the old Heavenly Master have rescued him, it is already the greatest luck in the world. Poor Senior Brother Rusong, there is no body left, Amitabha." Ruzhu.

The monk took back the Sakyamuni relics suspended in mid-air, and then comforted Sima Qiu, who was squatting on the ground.

Although his face also turned into a bitter look.

"I understand, it's a pity, Master Rusong." Sima Qiudao reluctantly restrained his sadness. What's wrong with such a result? His uncle was rescued and these thieves were also killed, which is already very good.

"What are you thinking? Master Rusong has been rescued by me. Come on, I will take you out."

Rusong is the safest one, yet you are still worried about him.

Yi Tianheng led the way, the people from Longhu Mountain carried Lao Tianshi on their backs, Sima Qiudao carried his uncle, and Ru Zhu and another monk had already hurried to follow.

After passing the cave, everyone glanced at the terracotta warriors and horses inside that exuded a soaring evil spirit, and then walked towards the place where the magic array was.

Finally I met Monk Rusong who was still meditating there to heal his injuries.

"Amitabha, senior brother, just hope you're okay!" Ruzhu and another monk ran over, but they didn't dare to touch Monk Rusong for fear of touching his injuries.

Rusong's whole body was shrouded in pale golden Buddha light, turning into an LED light bulb, illuminating the surrounding space brightly.

The essence of heaven and earth floating between heaven and earth was absorbed by him and turned into pure life essence to repair injuries.

He slowly opened his eyes, two rays of golden light flashed through, and then the Buddha's light all over his body began to condense into his body, returning to normal.

"Junior brother!" He looked towards Yi Tianheng again, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the old Tianshi and Sima Chunxia.

"Are you injured?" Rusong began to ask Ruzhu about their situation.

"We are okay, it's just that Junior Brother Rufeng went to the west in the Shocking Gate Formation." Ruzhu showed a hint of sadness.

Even the Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain felt a little uncomfortable because two of them died.

"Amitabha!" Rusong sighed, looking miserable.

"Where are those people? What happened to them?"

"Those few have been killed by Yi Tanyue, and even the Little World Tree has been taken away by Yi Tanyue."

"It's better to kill him, so as not to cause more trouble and bloodshed."

"Master Tianshi and fellow Taoist Sima, are you okay?"

"Back to Master Rusong, Master is fine, and Master Sima is fine too." A Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain came out and replied.

"That's good. If that's the case, let's leave here quickly! The Small World Tree has been taken away, and the space here won't last long, and it will collapse soon."

Everyone agreed, and Yi Tianheng stepped forward to lead the way.

But he was secretly thinking about what Ruzhu and Rusong said just now.

They actually know about the Little World Tree! And they seem to know that the space here exists because of the Little World Tree. Without the Little World Tree, the space here will collapse.

You have to ask them carefully!

Soon the group arrived at the place where the dragon corpse was suspended. With Yi Tianheng so close to the horizon, everyone was supported by his inner energy and carried across the abyss of more than a thousand meters.

If Monk Rusong was not injured, he could have passed by himself, but now, it was impossible.

The golden elixir has been damaged, and my performance has plummeted. I don’t know how long it will take to recover.

But this was just Yi Tianheng's idea. Unexpectedly, Ru Song, Tianshi and Sima Chunxia recovered in just two days.

It turned out that Rusong borrowed Sakyamuni relics to recover from his injuries and repaired the golden elixir overnight. In addition, he was a blessing in disguise and his cultivation became more stable.

As the Taoist masters, Lao Tianshi and Sima Chunxia also had their own methods.

On this day, in Lingyin Temple, Sima Chunxia presented a skill - the Sun Refining and Moon Refining Ape Strike Technique!

The Heavenly Master presented me with a sword the size of a grain of rice!

As for Monk Rusong, he gave me a small green-skinned gourd, the size of a palm!