Celestial

Only when the wind blows on the ground where the cracks are spread, the **** breath remaining, will it be rolled up again, which seems to also indicate the scene not long ago.

In the middle of this large formation, there were two people who were almost wearing broken robes and fell to the ground.

This is Qiao Zhifang and Pang Tong.

However, at this time, the top true stories of the two Guiyi Pavilion and Lingxiao Gate are both deep in the eye sockets and skinny. At first glance, they look like zombies.

No wonder...

After being manipulated by Lin Fei to swallow the elemental blood and swallowing his blood, he was thrown here. If there were no accidents, with the physique of these two people, he should not have died.

It's not easy to recover if you just want to. It may take hundreds of thousands of years before you can return to the state before entering the large formation.

By that time, any true identity would be useless. Whether it was Guiyi Pavilion or Lingxiao Gate, they would forget them and elect a new generation of disciples to replace them.

If there is no accident, this is their future destiny, and in the next few years, it will be forgotten in history...

but…

At this time, a light whirlwind suddenly blew up on the barren ground, driving the dust around and flicking away to the distance.

After a while, this piece of wind and sand receded, and this piece of deserted land seemed to have been cleaned and cleaned very carefully.

And on this land, a middle-aged monk appeared...

A blue robe, elegant and handsome, with a gentle expression on his face, makes people feel a sense of affinity when they see it.

Only his temples had a hint of white hair, which seemed to be a long time...

This is the middle-aged monk who once fought with the red hair real people in the void.

At this time, he came here alone. After appearing in this barren land, he walked forward to Qiao Zhifang in a coma.

After looking at the skinny Qiao Zhifang, the middle-aged monk sighed lightly, seeming to be a little helpless: "Give you so many benefits, you can't give me a sigh, I really don't want to save you..."

However, after he finished speaking, he looked at them again, and the middle-aged monk finally raised his hand gently.

Suddenly, the light green light of Dao Dao, like a rain of light, spilled out of his hands.

With the emergence of this aura, this barren land without aura is like a long drought and spring. The cracks of large and small quickly fill up, the dry soil becomes moist, and soon becomes the land of the ordinary world Generally no different, even more fertile.

After a while, even above the land, there were green grass and white flowers, struggling out of the ground, each blooming.

For a while, this originally barren land was full of vitality.

And after receiving this aura of light, the skinny Qiao Zhifang, under the shrivelled skin, filled up quickly.

The muscles swelled, the skin regained its luster, and its face regained its rosy color. Even its hair became black and oily, and a faint aura was lingering.

If this is seen, I am afraid that Qiao Zhifang is just sleeping.

The change of Pang Tong is greater. The body that had been trained to be like a tower is smaller, and the skin seems to hang loosely on a skeleton.

But now, the muscles underneath are quickly enriched, supporting the loose skin, and even the pale gold on the skin is quickly restored, exuding a faint golden light, and there is a faint expression on it. The golden runes flowed through the fleeting faint light.

A heavy coercion was re-emitted from his body. This kind of power was even stronger than before...

Except that these two people have not awakened, the others are generally the same as before, and it seems that they have surpassed the previous peak.

After looking at the two of them again, the middle-aged monk shook his head and said, "Take you back, I don't know how the guys will laugh at Lao Tzu, alas, I knew how to teach those guys. Teach it, what unlucky things are taught here, eh?"

These words were just finished, but the middle-aged monk whispered. Now, when I look at it from a distance, I seem to find something. After watching it for a while, my face suddenly smiles: "This guy, he doesn't say anything. Things are done briskly, huh, huh, this guy is there, I think who dares to talk..."

The middle-aged monk seemed to be in a good mood. After speaking, it was a wave of robe sleeves, and another whirlwind was born on the ground. It rolled up a faint yellow smoke and shrouded in a dozen feet.

After a moment, the yellowish dust dispersed, and the place was already empty. Only the vibrant land seemed to show that some wonderful things had just happened here...

…

Thousands of miles south of this place is the place where the mountain originally existed.

Only now, the mountain was driven by Lin Fei, broke out of this world, and disappeared.

Those who stayed in place were only the deep ravines that had been left after the mountains had risen from the ground.

At this time, Li Qingshan was leaning on a large rock, his face pale as paper, and his forehead was covered with virtual sweat, and his usual cold face showed a painful expression at this time.

At this time, his chest was actually opened, revealing the flesh inside.

It seems that because of the previous consumption, the flesh and blood will be drained at this time, showing a faint pink color, even the blood is not much.

At this time, the huge heart was jumping, but the speed was already extremely slow, often three or four breaths, before jumping up and pumping little blood to all parts of the body.

At this time, Li Qingshan was so open and comatose.

Next to him, stood a monk in a black robe.

He was uncovered at this time, and there was no doubt that the whole person stood there. A face was ordinary to the extreme. It looked like a 40- to 50-year-old. Even his temperament was lackluster, and there was no slight difference.

This is a face that can be seen everywhere.

However, he had a red hair with chaotic hair, scattered behind, was chaotic by the hot wind, and looked from a distance, it was like a flaming flame.

It is extremely eye-catching.

At this time, he bowed his head and stared at Li Qingshan's open chest.

In his hands, there is a circular elixir-like thing suspended. As it slowly sinks and rises, the elixir is surrounded by a haze of light green mist. When it is scattered, even the space emits a sneer. The sound of corrosion.