"The spiritual cultivation has been restored to 60%!"

"The body has recovered 70%!"

Zhao Yi secretly observed his situation.

This time he was too seriously injured.

The attack of the head of the Taoist sect, Xu Qingcheng, was too terrible.

Even if there was less than 10% of the power in the end, he and Xiao Jin almost died.

Fortunately, Yu Shanhai appeared in time in the end, otherwise he would be dead!

"After all, I'm too weak!"

Zhao Yi said to himself secretly.

However, Zhao Yi’s so-called weakness is naturally due to whom he compares with.

At least, in the martial arts world, even if he recovers to this level, he is afraid that no one will be his opponent.

"Young Master Zhao, it's not good!"

"Our stronghold has been discovered, and now the entire valley is surrounded by evil people."

"Miss, Commander Chen, Xiao Ertongling and others were also ambushed and trapped a hundred miles away, and they could not come to save us."

Murong Wan'er's maid Xiaohong rushed in in panic and said.

Zhao Yi said calmly: "Xiaohong, don't panic, take me to see!"

Seeing Zhao Yi, Xiaohong suddenly felt sure in her heart.

Moreover, she looked at Zhao Yi and said in amazement: "Young Master Zhao, you look like you are alone!"

Zhao Yi asked with a smile while walking, "Who do you look like?"

Xiaohong said: "It seems like the statue of Lord Zhao worshipped in the temple!"

"However, Lord Zhao has ascended into the world of cultivation, and it is impossible to be here!"

"If not, with Lord Zhao here, these evil people would not dare to be so rampant."

Zhao Yi smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, even if Lord Zhao is not here, I can still protect you!"

Zhao Yi still likes Xiaohong from the bottom of his heart.

In the past few days, everything he has been taken care of by Xiaohong.

Moreover, the most important thing is that Xiaohong has a simple mind!

At this time, Xiaohong took Zhao Yi to an open space in front of the valley.

At this time, everyone in the valley gathered here.

On the middle platform, there was a young man standing on it, speaking.

"The valley has been surrounded by evil people. If you want to survive, follow me!"

"However, only those with the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul Realm are qualified to follow me."

"I have a space transfer talisman in my hand. In just one hundred breaths, I can activate it and teleport ten people away."

"But the evil people have already come in. I need you to resist them and buy me a hundred breaths."

"So, who wants to survive the Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator stands up and joins me?"

The young man asked.

"I do!"

Soon, eight Nascent Soul cultivators stood up.

They are also the ones with the highest cultivation level among this group of people.

"Very good. If you want to survive, you will completely obey me. If you resist, you will die!"

"Now, you drive all the rest out of the valley and let them resist the evil people."

"Of course, if anyone dares not go, he will kill him directly."

Finally, the young man ordered ruthlessly.

The eight Nascent Soul cultivators changed their faces drastically.

However, in order to survive, he gritted his teeth and drove away everyone.

What's more, if they don't drive away these people, the young people on the stage will definitely kill them as soon as possible.

You should know that the young man on the stage is the fourth son of the Qiu family, who has the middle stage of leaving the body.

At this time, the crowd, with pale faces, was driven away by eight masters of the Nascent Soul Realm.

Zhao Yi sneered that these people actually used their own kind as cannon fodder for their lives.
Chapter completed!