Ximen Ping also nodded. Fortunately, he did not continue to be an enemy of Xiao Chen, otherwise the grass on the grave would have grown taller.

"Old fortune teller, how is Xiao Chen? Why don't you wake up?"

Xiao Yi didn't care whether Lord Ri was dead or not, what he cared about was Xiao Chen's condition.

"You'll wake up soon."

said the old fortune teller.

Just as he finished speaking, Xiao Chen slowly opened his eyes.

However, with bleeding from all his orifices, he looked a little scary.

The eyes were red and filled with blood.

"cough……"

Xiao Chen coughed up another mouthful of blood and felt as if his head was about to explode.

"Boy, you're awake."

Xiao Yi couldn't help but feel happy when he saw Xiao Chen waking up.

"Um……"

Xiao Chen wanted to nod, but still didn't dare. He didn't dare to move now. The slightest movement would make him more painful.

"Almost died..."

"It's not close. If it weren't for my old man, you wouldn't be able to wake up."

The old fortune teller was unhappy.

"That pill just now can bring life and death to human flesh and white bones..."

"How about I spit it out again and give it back to you?"

Xiao Chen looked at the old fortune teller and forced a smile.

"Okay, then spit it out."

The old fortune teller nodded.

"Forget it, it's already digested."

Xiao Chen said and looked to the side.

"Where is Mr. Sun?"

"already dead."

The old fortune teller replied.

"That last knife of yours almost cut him off, and it's hard for a god to save him."

"died……"

Xiao Chen smiled and finished bragging.

Tonight, he killed the seventh heaven!

Although it was a death-to-death strategy, and he almost died, he was still able to kill the Seventh Heavenly One!

Thinking of something, he looked around again.

"Are you looking for the Xuanyuan Sword? It's on the Ri Zun."

said the old fortune teller.

"Um?"

Xiao Chen frowned, he remembered that he pulled out the Xuanyuan knife at the last moment.

"I flew there by myself..."

The old fortune teller said slowly.

"Own……"

Xiao Chen was surprised, then he reacted and didn't say any more.

However, a look of worry flashed across his face. He was already able to fly on his own. Do you really want to break the seal?

"Don't think too much first, just heal your wounds."

The old fortune teller seemed to know what Xiao Chen was worried about and said.

"Um."

Xiao Chen suppressed his worries and waited until he was better. Worrying was of no use anyway.

"Let's go down the mountain."

The old fortune teller looked at the Sun Venerable again. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that the Ri Venerable had been "emptied out".

Fortunately, most people's attention was no longer on Master Ri, so they didn't notice anything unusual.

Otherwise, they would definitely have to think too much.

He originally wanted Bai Ye to pull out the Xuanyuan knife, but after thinking about it, he went over by himself.

He was afraid that Bai Ye would get hurt.

The old fortune teller held the Xuanyuan knife and felt a counter-shock coming from the knife, as if it wanted to shake his hand away.

"Ah."

The old fortune teller's sneer filled the air and poured into the Xuanyuan Knife.

The next second...Xuanyuan Dao became honest and stopped shaking.

The old fortune teller pulled out the Xuanyuan knife, and saw that there was no trace of blood on it, and there was a golden dragon shadow walking on the dark golden knife.

"Old fortune teller, where is that monster?"

Xiao Yi pointed at the bull-headed monster and asked.

"I still have use for this monster..."

Xiao Chen said hurriedly.

"Help me...help me up."

"Okay, let's keep him here for now, and then come back after you recover."

The old fortune teller said to Xiao Chen.

"Can I be locked up here? That's okay..."

Xiao Chen nodded and fell down again.

"I don't have the strength... Xiaobai, get a stretcher and carry me down."

"I didn't help you up just now. Are you okay?"

Bai Ye looked strange.

"Why did it stop working all of a sudden?"

"Xiaobai, I suspect you are driving too."

Xiao Dao said.

"No way."

As Bai Ye said that, he went to pick up a few branches and made a simple stretcher.

"I can carry you down, Brother Chen."

Li Hanhou said.

"No, a stretcher is more comfortable."

Xiao Chen shook his head.

"oh."

Li Hanhou nodded.

"Then I'll carry you."

Soon, the stretcher was ready, and Xiao Chen reluctantly moved it and lay on it.

"Damn, my head hurts so much. I feel like that last punch gave me a severe concussion."

Xiao Chen said painfully.

"I won't smash your head, so just smile."

Xiao Yi was not angry.

"You have to fight one life for another? Don't you want to die?"

"Haha, Lao Xiao, I'm not bragging. I trade lives with others and I'm always the winner..."
To be continued...