Ximen Ping nodded, but fortunately he didn't continue to be an enemy of Xiao Chen, otherwise the grass on the grave would have been tall.

"Old fortune teller, how about Xiao Chen? Why haven't you woke up yet?"

Xiao Yi didn't care whether Venerable Sun died or not. What he cared about was Xiao Chen's situation.

"I'll wake up soon."

The old fortune teller said.

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

However, he looked a little scary when he was bleeding from his seven orifices.

The eyes were red and filled with blood.

"cough……"

Xiao Chen coughed out another mouthful of blood, and felt that his head was about to explode.

"Boy, you're awake."

When Xiao Yi saw Xiao Chen wake up, he couldn't help but feel happy.

"Um……"

Xiao Chen wanted to nod, but still didn't dare. He didn't dare to move now, and slight movements would make him even more painful.

"Almost died..."

"Isn't it almost there? If it weren't for my old man, you wouldn't have woken up."

The old fortune teller is not angry.

"The elixir just now is full of life and death, flesh and bones..."

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

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

"Okay, then you spit it out."

The old fortune teller nodded.

"Forget it, it's digested."

Xiao Chen said and looked to the side.

"Where is Venerable Sun?"

"Dead."

The old fortune teller replied.

"Your last knife almost cut him off, and it's hard to save the gods."

"Dead..."

Xiao Chen smiled and bragged so hard that he finished.

Tonight, he killed the seventh level of heaven!

Although he almost died of the same way, he was able to kill the seventh level of heaven!

When he thought of something, he looked around again.

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

The old fortune teller said.

"Um?"

Xiao Chen frowned. He remembered that he drew out the Xuanyuan sword in the last moment.

"I flew over..."

The old fortune teller said slowly.

"Own……"

Xiao Chen was surprised and then reacted without further discussion.

However, a worry flashed across his face. He could fly by himself. Is he really going to break the seal?

"Don't think too much, just take care of your injuries."

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 done. Anyway, worries were useless.

"Let's go, go down the mountain."

The old fortune teller looked at the old Venerable, and with his eyesight, he could naturally see that Venerable Ri had been "empty".

Fortunately, most people's attention is no longer on the side of the Japanese Venerable, so they don't see any abnormalities.

Otherwise, they must have to think more.

He originally wanted Bai Ye to pull out the Xuanyuan sword, but after thinking about it, he still went there himself.

He was afraid that Bai Ye would be injured.

The old fortune teller held the Xuanyuan sword and felt that the recoil force was coming from the knife, as if he wanted to shake his hand away.

"Oh."

The old fortune teller sneered, a trace of breath filled the Xuanyuan sword.

The next second... Xuanyuan Dao became honest and no longer had a recoil.

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

"Old fortune teller, where is that monster?"

Xiao Yi pointed at the monster and asked.

"I still use this monster..."

Xiao Chen said hurriedly.

"Help me...help me up."

"Okay, please stay here first, wait until you recover from your injuries before coming over."

The old fortune teller said to Xiao Chen.

"Can you keep it here? That's OK..."

Xiao Chen nodded and fell down again.

"I don't have the strength... Xiaobai, you guys can make a stretcher and carry me down."

"Didn't you help you up just now? Are you okay?"

Bai Ye looked strange.

"Why can't it work all of a sudden?"

"Xiaobai, I suspect you are driving too."

Xiaodao said.

“Where is it.”

Bai Ye said, and went to the side to pick up a few branches and made a simple stretcher.

"I can carry you down, Brother Chen."

Li Hanhou said.

"No, the stretcher is more comfortable."

Xiao Chen shook his head.

"oh."

Li Hanhou nodded.

"Then I will carry you."

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

"Damn it, my head hurts so much. I feel that Lao Ri's last punch made me a severe concussion."

Xiao Chen said in pain.

"You didn't break your head, just laugh secretly."

Xiao Yi was not angry.

"I have to fight one life for another? Is there no life?"

"Haha, Lao Xiao, I'm not bragging, I'm always a winner when I exchange my lives with others..."
To be continued...