The grandparents and grandchildren came over and met with everyone.

...

The atmosphere on this side was a little depressed.

Everyone gathered together, except for a few people other than Ru Bai Taigu, most of the others were hit and were circulating their magic power at this moment, suppressing the blood poison that entered their bodies, including sandstorms.

In addition, there are only twenty-four left in the two ancestors and grandchildren of Fang Junmei.

This battle can be said to be both injured.

But the speed and number of staff reductions on the human side are still acceptable.

...

"Fellow Daoist, this poison is very strange. I can only temporarily suppress them with my magic power. I can't remove them or force them out."

Someone said to Fang Junmei.

“So too.”

After the words came, many monks said, with other profound meanings of wandering and dodging in their eyes. If this trouble cannot be solved, they are afraid they will be centrifuged.

And for the time being, everyone had no time to shock Fang Junmei's terrifying vitality and tenacious combat power. (Nonsense, we are almost dead, and we still shock you Fang Junmei, giving you the opportunity to pretend to be a fork? I thought this was a little white article!)

...

When Fang Junmei heard this, she silently put her hand on the sandstorm and investigated the situation inside him.

"I pushed them to my arm and blocked them here again. If there is any abnormality, I will break this arm as soon as possible to save my life."

The sand storm did not frown, and said with a very tough guy, if you break it, you will break it.

The cultivation world of the Central Holy Realm is extremely prosperous, and the rebirth of the broken arm is not a big deal. But the problem is that they do not have the terrifying recovery ability of Fang Junmei, which will definitely not take a day or two. In the current situation, even with spiritual medicine on their bodies, it will affect their combat effectiveness. This is obviously one of Ling Xiaofeng's calculations.

Fang Jun nodded slightly.

I clearly felt that there was a strange thing that was so red that it was black on the forearm of the sandstorm, like a blood snake, moving like a living creature.

And on the upper arm, there is a dam-like vital energy that blocks them tightly in the forearm.

"Can't you force it to your finger?"

After a moment, Fang Junmei asked, breaking a finger is better to maintain combat effectiveness than breaking an arm.

"No, it's deeper."

Sandstorm shook his head and said.

Fang Junmei nodded again and looked at the others.

"I am even more miserable than him. I can't even force it into my arms. I can only let them avoid some vital points such as the Dantian, the head, the heart, etc."

Another monk who looked like an old man said.

"I'm about the same, too."

“So too.”

There was another echo, and the deep meaning of hesitation and dodging in his eyes became clearer.

...

Fang Jun frowned and looked at Cangwu Laoxie.

"Brother Dao, during the fight just now, I heard you say that this method was also stolen by Ling Xiaofeng. Do you have a way to help them solve it?"

When Cangwu Laoxie heard this, he smiled bitterly and told the future.

"In the middle stage of the ancestor's orifice, I once studied something, fused the blood and flesh of those monsters, grabbed some monk's souls and put them in, and created some powerful monsters loyal to me to help me fight."

The old evil creature said with a yin energy, and it was indeed evil enough.

"But in the end I gave up halfway because I couldn't solve one problem, that is, Tianbutong. Without Tianbutong, they wouldn't be able to help me deal with an opponent I couldn't solve."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

The one who can make Cangwu Lao Xie feel troubled must be at least a monk at the Tianbutong level.

But under the current situation, there is no problem with the karma and resentful spirits, because the human race is fighting on its own, so there is no need to worry that they cannot escape and chase after it. In such a small place, the meaning of Tianbutong is not very big.

"The methods I designed for them at that time did have blood poison, but I gave up before I succeeded."

Cangwu Lao Xie said again.

"Don't talk too much nonsense, can it be solved?"

Fang Jun stared at the other party with bright eyebrows, which also had deep meaning.

Missed this time, you, Cangwu Lao Xie, can no longer meet such a good team. If you can't solve the problem, the team will disperse here, so you can do it!

Cangwu Lao Xie looked at him, and after a silence, he focused his head and said in a deep voice: "Give me some time, I'll solve it!"

"It's great. Set up a formation. You are healing and detoxifying in the formation. Those who are not poisoned will be protected outside the formation with me!"

Fang Junmei said decisively.

When everyone heard this, their minds finally settled.

"Don't you need to heal yourself?"

Cangwu Lao Xie asked, knowing that Fang Junmei is the most important combat power in this industry.

"No need, take some pills to recover and you can fight again."

He said decisively again.

Since that was the case, Cangwu Lao Xie didn't say much and immediately set up a formation.

...

Soon, the white mist evaporated and wrapped the injured monks in.

Fang Junmei, Piao Shuang clan, Bai Taigu, and three other cultivators are guarding outside the formation.

...

"Brother Junmei, I have such a great vitality. I have seen such a rich vitality in Daolang."

Bai Taigu came to Fang Junmei, smiled and sent a message. He could not hear any covetousness, just like an old friend chatting.

Fang Junmei shook her head and smiled when she heard this.

The two of them had taken time to communicate about Dao Lang in troubled times, but there was no news of his whereabouts.

Bai Taigu praised this sentence and said, "Brother, heal your wounds, I will protect you."

Fang Junmei nodded and thanked.

Piao Shuang and the others also gave him a look of peace of mind.

...

On the other side of the karma and resentful spirit, another attack came. He retreated without great achievements and even killed and injured so many tribe members.

After Ling Xiaofeng led the crowd into the fog, he monitored the situation on this side for a long time before leaving alone, and of course his face was not good-looking.

Soon, we came to an island similar to the one in the middle of the underground lava that Lingdai is located.

This island is much larger than the Lingdaidai one, as if it was dozens of miles away, and there was a building complex in the center, locked by clouds, revealing mystery and majesty.

Ling Xiaofeng stepped on the yellow clouds and slowly flew from the sky below, looking like an old immortal.

The two small cultivators guarding outside the formation bowed from afar and respectfully.

Soon, it fell in front of the two.

"I've seen the second elder."

Two juniors gave another tribute.

Ling Xiaofeng nodded slightly and said lightly: "Mingtian has come out of seclusion recently?"

"Since that time more than 20,000 years ago, the Great Elder has never passed the test again."

A junior said.

Ling Xiaofeng nodded again, his eyes slightly dazed.

"The Great Elder passed the order. If you and the Third Elder want to see him, you can go in directly."

The younger generation said again.

Ling Xiaofeng heard this, but did not go in or speak. Hesitation appeared in his gloomy old eyes.

"Forget it, wait a little longer. Don't bother him for the time being, and you don't have to tell him that I've been there."

Ling Xiaofeng said.

The two of them naturally should be.

...

The clouds roared and the clouds were flying away.
To be continued...