C1145 Great War
C1145 Great War
Through the gaps between his white ribs, one could see that the Cultivator had melted into his skeleton at a rapid speed after he swallowed it. In the blink of an eye, it had turned into a pile of minced meat without any signs of life. The minced meat had also disappeared in an instant.
After seeing this lesson, the Cultivator below naturally didn't dare to act rashly anymore. Not a single one of them dared to have any crooked ideas. They threw the flying sword into the sky and flew up.
Each and every one of them was busy running forward. Each and every one of them was like a headless fly. At this moment, the wind in the distance was unhurriedly treating the injuries of this young man called Liangchen in front of him. To be honest... This injury was not too serious. Modern medicine had long developed a way to deal with snake venom. It was to treat snake venom by extracting the serum from the snake's body. After experimenting and experimenting, it was proven that this was a very mature technique.
Although Hee Feng was a TCM doctor.
However, he was not the kind of frog at the bottom of a well who did not care about others. He knew a saying. TCM had its advantages. Western medicine also had its advantages. This serum was a great benefit. It directly took out the python that Fugui brought back from the spatial zone and used its powerful Genuine Qi to extract the serum. Then, it used its own machine to pour the serum into a small glass bottle. It injected the syringe into the young man's body and also helped him clean his body. The remaining snake venom.
Not to mention, just a few minutes after the treatment he had gone through... The young man woke up and looked around in confusion. He looked at Hee Feng, who he didn't know, and Ye Cheng, who had a surprised look on his face, and said, "Senior brother, what's going on? Why am I here? I remember that I was touched by the fangs of that snake. Is everyone out of danger now? "
" It's fine now. Thanks to seniors' help. " Ye City had a pair of meaningful eyes and was very good at talking. He bowed to Hee Feng and said.
Hee Feng didn't say anything. He just quietly pretended to be cool. It had to be said that acting cool was really cool. After Hee Feng finished his treatment, Piao Miaozi and Faang Zhiqin who were beside him also let out a long breath. They used their hands to wipe away the fine beads of sweat on their foreheads. Then, they said. "It's done."
They saw that the two Cultivators in front of them, who were previously covered in wounds, had already recovered to their normal state.
With such great kindness, Ye Cheng wished he could kowtow three times. He said gratefully, "I really don't know how to thank the seniors..."
"If you don't know, then forget it!" Hee Feng yawned and said, "Just be obedient from now on. Also, is this true, or is your relationship fake? I suspect that your acting is very good! "
"What are acting skills and acting skills?" Ye Cheng asked with a confused expression.
He didn't even know what acting was. Hee Feng didn't say anything. At this moment, he heard a scream. He remembered that there was a group of people outside.
The scream came from outside the hall. The sound was still far away. Hee Feng quickly stood up and said to the side. Everyone went out to see what was going on. After everyone nodded their heads, they jogged towards the front. Fugui, on the other hand, jumped up to the roof of the hall and smashed the tiles on top of it, causing countless tiles to fall to the ground. He spread his wings and flew into the air. At the same time, Hee Feng and the others also rushed out of the hall. They saw seven or eight Cultivator running towards them. All of them looked panicked and scared to death. Not one of them fell to the ground. The rest of them did not help their companions up, but rather ran for their lives. It was really regrettable that the relationship between comrades was so thin!
Before Hee Feng could sigh, he was shocked by the huge dragon in the sky in front of him. Oh my god, this is really big. He could only see the huge skeleton dragon in the sky in front of him. At this moment, the few Cultivators that had fallen behind were being swallowed by him before they could even struggle. It had turned into some flesh, blood, and bones that were repairing his body.
And every time he swallowed a Cultivator!
His body could recover a bit, and his bones became even more glossy. Seeing this, how could Hee Feng allow it to continue growing? He hurriedly pushed the pretentious Fugui in the sky and shouted, "What are you still standing there for? Don't know how to get rid of it?"
"Understood!" After Fugui hurriedly nodded his head, he pounced forward and a tiger's roar spread out. Lee Xiaoxiao, who was beside him, said with some worry, "Will he be able to do it? This was a dragon. How could a tiger beat a dragon? Even if he has a pair of wings, he can only be considered a flying tiger at most. He is still a bit lacking... "
" Young man, you are too ignorant and ill-informed! " Hee Feng shook his head with a bitter smile. In his impression, wealth was a very powerful dragon, so what was it?
However, he forgot one thing. It was a Taotie born from nine sons of a dragon. It was one of the four great ferocious beasts of the same level as wealth. Hee Feng's impression was that the Wangcai was no match for wealth. However, he had forgotten that the Wangcai was just a fake product. It could not be considered a true dragon at all. The Fu Yuan in front of him was much stronger than him.
As he got closer, the wealth faintly felt some danger.
He had been banned for ten thousand years, and his strength had been greatly reduced. Furthermore, he had not been able to recover. In front of the four fierce beasts in ancient times, there was only a giant dragon with a soul and skeleton left. The two of them were essentially equal in essence, but they were afraid of encountering such a situation during a fight. This was because if they were evenly matched, they would either be unable to fight, or they would be in a heated fight. A great battle! 300 rounds!
Seeing the continuous battles in the sky, Hee Feng called out to the Cultivator below him. He then asked, "Who are you people? Why did you summon such a powerful person?"
"I am Yun Quan Sect!" A Cultivator said to Hee Feng with a trembling voice. As it spoke, it carefully stared at the sky. He was afraid that the dragon would come down and cause trouble for them. There were only four of them left from the dozen of them just now.
"Oh." Hee Feng nodded slightly. His tone was quite calm. Then he said, "What is it? Tell me, how did you guys provoke this thing? Logically speaking, this trial shouldn't give you guys something too dangerous. Otherwise, it would hurt the lives of young Cultivators like you. What should I do? Although your lives aren't worth much, there are too many deaths. It's also a huge loss to the sect..."
Piao Miaozi and Faang Zhiqin, who were standing beside them, nodded their heads.
They were puzzled about this Cloud Spring Sect. What kind of sect was it exactly? It was willing to sacrifice the life of a young Cultivator.