The male god of quick time travel, give me face

Chapter 1143 The Origin (137)

Demon Venerable Wei Lan's murderer and enemy ran away from under his nose, and he was so angry that he couldn't take the blame. "Open your dog eyes and see clearly, the spiritual power breath here is not my own."

A few people looked around and found that the remaining spiritual power in the air was just swept away by Demon Venerable Weilan's roar, and the purple magic energy was still floating in the air like light smoke.

A few people from the Heavenly Demon Sect glared at Demon Venerable Weilan, "Devil Weilan, if you want to open your eyes and talk nonsense, you should wipe your butt clean. The spiritual power left in the air is clearly from your technique. There are evidences and evidences, but you cannot deny them."

Demon Lord Weilan looked around, the remaining spiritual power was really from her.

Her face turned red and black, black and purple, Qiu Jinqian and those little disciples of the Demon Sect were all dead, and there was no one to prove her innocence.

She had already escaped from her enemies and had to fight with a group of people from the Heavenly Demon Sect. The anger in Demon Lord Weilan's heart was completely out of control, and she couldn't help but move her hands.

Even if there is only one step away between the Demon Saint Realm and the Demon Lord Realm, it is still a different realm. Several people are not the opponents of Demon Lord Weilan at all, and they all lost in the exchange of weapons.

The good thing about them is that they are not alone in the fight, and other people can use their hands to release signal flares.

The red smoke shot straight into the sky, Demon Lord Wei Lan clenched her fists tightly. After all, she was in someone else's territory. A smoke for help could attract a group of people. No matter how unwilling she was, she could only leave immediately.

but……

The Demon Lord Weilan ruthlessly killed several people. These people believed that she was the murderer who killed Qiu Jinqian. She could not let them go back alive, otherwise there would be endless troubles.

Weilan Demon Venerable dealt with several people and left immediately. The overhauled soul cards of the Heavenly Demon Sect were shattered one after another. The strong Demon Venerable in the sect couldn't sit still, so he rushed out to check the situation, and saw the Eighth Elder with several Demon Emperors All the disciples of Jing died here, and he was furious, "Ah~ who did it! Come out for me."

"I will definitely catch you and crush you to ashes."

Luo Xing and the others were completely unaware of what happened here, and she and Wan Fayi flew for two days and two nights, and they were relieved to fly near the teleportation point.

With this sigh of relief, Luoxing's body fell straight down from the midair.

Wan Fa flew over, caught him, and landed smoothly.

Putting the person against the wall, Wan Fayi wanted to check Luo Xing's pulse, but Luo Xing avoided him.

She clutched her chest and spit out a mouthful of blood, her face pale.

Soul injuries are much more serious than physical injuries. There is no way to recover in three to five years. Luo Xing was injured and supported to fly so far, and he was exhausted long ago, so he couldn't control the flying sword to fall.

When Wan Fa saw that Luo Xing wouldn't let him touch it, he didn't force it. He took out a jade bottle from the storage ring and threw it over, "Take it and adjust your breath, it will be better." His character is so tenacious that it's hard not to think highly of him.

Luoxing caught the jade bottle, took the elixir in the jade bottle without hesitation, and sat cross-legged to meditate and regulate his breathing.

As soon as Wan Fa was protecting the law, Wan Huanfei was still tied up, whimpering.

He was thrown in the cave for a long time for no reason, and he was carried flying for two days when he came out, and he still hasn't been untied. Does uncle remember that he is his nephew?

I feel suffocated no matter what.

Wan Fa coughed twice, and untied Wan Huanfei.

Wan Huanfei took out the cloth stuffed in his mouth by himself, and stared at Wan Fayi with his eyes, "Uncle, you are going too far, Feifei is still tied to me, and I am not your prisoner."

"This is not because I am afraid that you will do something bad. You are five hundred years old and you still have a calm temperament."

"Uncle, can I compare my five hundred years to your tens of thousands? And you didn't tell me what you were going to do, so how do you know I can't do it well?"

"Then you shut up now, keep it up, and don't talk." When he came to the Demon Realm before, if Wan Huanfei insisted on following him, he really didn't want to take him with him.

Wan Huanfei is easy to talk about other things, but he can't do it by shutting up. He chuckled and looked at Luo Xing, "Uncle, you said you promised him to help, why are you helping?"

Wan Fayi looked at Luo Xing, raised the corners of his lips, and said, "The problem in the world of cultivating immortals can be solved. Once he has finished adjusting his breath, we will go to the teleportation array and return to the immortal world."

"???"

Wan Huanfei opened his mouth wide in surprise, "It's solved, how to solve it? Did I sleep for more than one day?"

Before, I was anxiously preparing to go to the Demonic Palace to investigate, but now I suddenly found a solution and returned to the fairyland. This is too fantastic.

"This person knows what kind of poison the people in the world of cultivating immortals are suffering from, and he also knows how to make the antidote. He asked me to help him get the magical root flower needed for the antidote." Wan Fayi explained After that, he looked at Wan Huanfei and taught him a lesson: "Others are more than 300 years old and have already cultivated as a fairy king. They can enter the dragon's pool and tiger's lair for the righteousness of the common people. Look at you. You feel that you are talented on weekdays. If you don't practice hard, you will be more than 500 years old. Years old and bone age, with only such a small level of cultivation, he can be easily manipulated if he meets anyone when he goes out."

No one in Wan Huanfei's family could reach his level of cultivation at his age. At this moment, he was suddenly crushed by an outsider. He touched his nose and walked aside and stopped talking.

Luo Xing circulated her spiritual power for three days and opened her eyes. She stood up holding on to the earth wall and took off the black cloak wrapped around her body.

Now that the injury is so serious, returning to the Immortal Realm and refining medicine will be delayed. She has been out for a long time, and if she doesn't go back by the agreed time, Mother will definitely be worried.

Luo Xing faced the wind, she took a deep breath, thought for a while, took out a piece of paper from the storage bag to write the antidote prescription, and handed it to Wan Fayi.

The Wan family of the Immortal World has a good reputation in the Immortal World. Since they came to the Demon Realm to investigate and get the antidote, they would not let the people in the Immortal Cultivation Realm ignore them. You can rest assured that you will give them the antidote.

"Senior Wan, in my current state, I need to nurse myself back to health, and I cannot refine the medicine. I leave the prescription for this antidote to you."

Luo Xing said, taking out the storage bags and storage rings of the Tianmo Sect. She found Lin Dang's storage bag, took out some magic root flowers from it and threw it into her own space. The storage bag, the rest of the storage bags, and the storage ring were handed over to Wan Fayi, "You took the man, and I will give you the magic root flower and these things."

She left some magic root flowers just in case, in case the people of the Wan family behaved decently, she could still detoxify her family.

As for the others, she never thought of being the hero who saved the people from suffering.

Wan Fayi took the storage bag of the magic root flower, and confiscated everything else, "You have suffered such a serious injury, so you can keep the things. At my level, these little monks' things are nothing to me. usefulness."

(End of this chapter)