bookandnovel Chapter 317 Who Are You
Chapter 317 Who Are You
Finally seeing Chen Ji disappear in the realm of nine deaths and one life, Weng Baiyu cautiously said with a nervous heart, "Master, when do we leave?"
Before he finished speaking, Weng Baiyu could see with the naked eye that Chen Xuan's smiling eyes were suddenly full of ferocity, and his face was also gloomy.
The wind suddenly rose, Chen Xuan's clothes exploded in an instant, and the hall was filled with endless anger, Weng Baiyu didn't react, only a light and shadow of Chen Xuan flew out.
Weng Baiyu was in so much misery, what's the matter? Why is there such a big fire?
Qi Le fell from the sky on the edge of the outside world.
The remaining Spirit Power can no longer let him fly with the sword.
Qi Le's white clothes were covered with blood, and the injuries he suffered made people look terrifying. The slender and white jade fingers were now covered with large and small wounds.
But he still holds the clan's handed down token in his hand.
"fun!"
"Come on!"
Qi Sheng, the Sect Leader of the Immortal sect, kept bleeding from his mouth and shouted at Qi Le with the last of his strength.
"Go to the realm of nine deaths and one life, find a generation of ancestors, and come back to save us!"
After speaking, a stream of blood gushed out of his mouth and lost his life.
Qi Le burst into tears, took the blood-stained token from his father, broke through many difficulties, beheaded thousands of demons, and finally dragged his broken body to the outside world.
"Help..."
"A generation of ancestors! Are you really still alive?!"
"Why... we're all going to die..." He said intermittently, not knowing what, he suddenly vomited out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
When Chen Xuan arrived, he just heard this sentence and felt a shudder.
Quickly taking Qi Le to the apse of Nine Dead One Realm, Chen Xuan checked Qi Le and looked at the wounds on his body and roared in a low voice: "Who is it?! Dare to treat my descendants like this!"
After saying that, he didn't dare to think any more, because Qi Le had already reached the point where his life was hanging by a thread.
The internal organs in the body were shattered and shattered, and they were also infiltrated with toxins. Dantian is destroyed, Spiritual Sense is being lost bit by bit.
When I was busy looking for medicine in the storage ring, the familiar voice rang again.
[Current mission: Save the descendants of Qi Le]
"I'm so stupid!" Chen Xuan yelled, "I don't need you to tell me!"
Weng Baiyu stood behind Chen Xuan in panic, wanting to ask who Chen Xuan was talking to, but he did not dare to ask in the face of the furious Chen Xuan.
If you are implicated and you snap your fingers to kill yourself, it will really outweigh the gains.
Honestly watching Chen Xuan cast spells to prolong Qi Le's life, Weng Baiyu suddenly caught a glimpse of Qi Le's wound.
"Master!" He pointed at Qi Le shiveringly and exclaimed.
Chen Xuan frowned even deeper at his shouting, turned back to look at him, and said word by word, "You better have something important, or I will definitely make you disappear from this world forever."
Weng Baiyu swallowed his saliva and dared not say more, and said, "Master, this injury is caused by Demon Monarch of the Demon Realm!"
"how do you know?"
"Master, the wound on this little master is exactly the same as the wound on the realm master of the realm of demons!"
Turning back suddenly, Chen Xuan looked at Qi Le's injuries.
He didn't look at it carefully just now because he was worried, but now he saw the blood dripping wound, and there was a dark air!
Chen Xuan pursed his lips. Originally, he didn't pay much attention to this matter. Later, he felt that if there was a descendant in the realm of demons, he was going to take a look.
Unexpectedly... This Demon Monarch is so rampant, he has already started to attack his descendants, and it is still dead.
If he felt Xuan Tian Ling's call in time, if he hadn't felt the strong bloody aura of Xuan Tian Ling, if he was a second later, Qi Le would have been unable to Revolving Heaven.
Just now, Chen Xuan used his own Cultivation Base to force Qi Le's life to continue.
He took out a cup of heaven and earth agar from the storage ring, and Chen Xuan fed Qi Le with Magic power.
The injury gradually began to improve, but the speed was very slow, and the poisonous gas in the body still hadn't disappeared.
After thinking for a while, Chen Xuan took out another cup of Jingshen tea from the storage ring.
"Jing...Jingshen tea?!" Rao Shi Weng Baiyu had seen so many rare treasures of Chen Xuan, and he couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this cup of Jingshen tea.
Sensing Chen Xuan's impatience, he closed his mouth instantly.
This tea is made from a sacred tree planted by Emperor Nuwa in ancient times. One cup of Spiritual Qi is worth three cups of heaven and earth agar.
Although Spirit Power is sufficient, drinking it cannot make Cultivation Base become stronger. Jingshen tea is the top treasure for restoration. After drinking it, as long as people don't die, no matter how severe the injury will be healed.
Unlike other treasures, other treasures have been owned by some people, but Jingshen tea is something that is only recorded in books and has never been obtained.
Weng Baiyu had always thought this was just a legend, or perhaps it was already extinct, but today he saw it in Chen Xuan.
The admiration for Chen Xuan in my heart is a little more.
Although the sacred tree is now Chen Xuan's possession, it is too troublesome to make tea, and Chen Xuan doesn't like drinking tea, so there are not a few cups in the storage ring.
If it wasn't for Qi Le today, these cups would have been kept in the storage ring forever and never see the light of day.
After feeding Qi Le Jingshen tea, Chen Xuan injected him with some Cultivation Base.
Spiritual Sense's injury caused Qi Le's Cultivation Base to lose almost half of it. Chen Xuan worried that he would not be able to recover from the injury.
After feeding the Jingshen coffee table, Qi Le's injuries improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But his injury was too serious, Chen Xuan guarded him for three quarters of an hour before Qi Le slowly woke up.
The feather-like eyelashes fluttered slightly.
"Master!" Weng Baiyu pointed at Qi Le and exclaimed in a low voice, "Little master is about to wake up."
When he looked up, Qi Le had already opened his eyes.
Then he suddenly sat up and exclaimed: "Father!"
The expected pain did not come, Qi Le touched his own body incredulously, feeling like it was a dream.
The clothes were still the same blood-stained clothes, which made Qi Le even more sure that this was a dream.
"how do you feel?"
Chen Xuan's voice came without warning, Qi Le didn't notice someone sitting behind him, and was taken aback.
Standing up from the bed, Qi Le transformed his own sword and glared at Chen Xuan.
"Who are you?!" He looked around and said, "Where is this?"