Bang!

There was only a crisp sound, but Zhong Ling's broom fell down ruthlessly, slapped this real spirit into ashes...

"He is dead." Zhong Ling confirmed for a moment and said expressionlessly.

Liu Xundao did not take it lightly, spread the power of his spiritual consciousness around him, and after careful observation, he finally confirmed that Qing Xuanzi had died.

"This old thief is really hard to kill..."

Liu Xundao said, moving his muscles and bones, Taiyi Qing Ming Cable fell off his body and was put into the storage ring by him.

Zhong Ling nodded: "That thing just now was indeed dangerous. Either he died or we died, so we can't take care of fellow Taoists. Please forgive me."

"clear."

Liu Xundao smiled slightly: "Fellow Daoist Zhong's approach was the most correct choice at that time. That opportunity was fleeting. If you look back, we might be the one who died."

After hearing this, Zhong Ling's expression on her face changed slightly.

She looked at Liu Xundao, and after a moment she smiled slightly: "Thank you for understanding with fellow Taoist."

"Let's not talk about this for now, let's see how Chen Biyou and the others are doing."

Liu Xundao was still worried, and Mo and his other people were injured immediately activated the escape light and returned to the previous battlefield.

I saw Chen Biyou being knocked away, but he was not in danger of his life. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground and using his skills to recover from his injuries.

In contrast, Mo Wuyan's injuries were even worse.

Although he was not hit head-on by Qing Xuanzi, he burned part of his soul in order to seal Qing Xuanzi's magic power.

This cost is too high, which makes Mo Wuyan extremely weak.

Moreover, in order to break free from the constraints, Qing Xuanzi repeatedly hit his seal barrier in a short period of time, causing Mo Wuyan to be backfired by his own magic, and his injuries were very serious.

"No... If this continues, his soul will slowly dissipate and eventually become a walking zombie."

Liu Xundao had a serious expression and walked quickly to Mo Wuyan's side, trying to heal his wounds.

“Let’s wait.”

Zhong Ling stopped him: "Fellow Daoist used the secret method of the Confucian League. We don't know the foundation. Forcibly injecting magic power will only aggravate the injuries in his body."

"Then... what are the insights of fellow Taoists?"

"I have a soul-replenishing pill here, which can repair the injury of the soul."

Zhong Ling said, taking out an apricot-yellow pill from the storage ring and feeding it to Mo Wuyan himself.

After taking the pill, Mo Wuyan's breath became much more stable.

He slowly opened his eyes, let out a breath of turbid air from his mouth, and bowed: "Thank you for helping each other twice! You and I belong to the Taoist and Confucian sects. Unexpectedly, they helped many times at critical moments. Mo was deeply grateful. But he had orders in the future and would never refuse to go through fire and water!"

"No."

Zhong Ling had no expression on his face and said slowly in a gentle voice: "I don't have a good impression of you, but I just feel that if there is one more person in the Confucian school of thought, I will have a higher probability of my survival..."

Mo Wuyan was stunned after hearing this, then shook his head and smiled, "Thank you for your advice, but no matter what, you saved me, Mo has recorded this kindness."

Zhong Ling stopped talking, and the topic came to an abrupt end.

Liu Xundao turned around and came to Chen Biyou's side again.

"Brother Chen, how are you injured now?"

"It's not in the way."

Chen Biyou opened her eyes, took a deep breath, and her face turned much rosy.

"The moment I was hit by Qing Xuanzi, I used Xuan Qing Immortal Qi to dissolve most of the strength, so my injury was not serious. After the breathing adjustment just now, I am no longer injuring now. Not to mention that I have recovered to my peak period, I have at least 70% of my combat power."

"good."

Liu Xundao nodded and turned to everyone and said, "The next battle may be even more dangerous. Fellow Daoist is too seriously injured and his soul is damaged. He doesn't need to participate in the subsequent battle. The three of us rushed to the center of the Zizhu Forest immediately to support Zhang Shouzheng."

No one objected to his arrangement.

Zhong Ling whispered: "I can carry this mustard seed space with you. Don't just recover from my injuries here. Unless I die, you shouldn't have any trouble..."

Speaking of this, he added: "Of course, if even I die, I'm afraid everyone here will die."

"You..." Chen Biyou frowned slightly, his face a little unhappy.

Liu Xundao laughed, said nothing more, and urged the escape light and led everyone out of the mustard seed space.

...

But Lu Xuanji, Luo Qing, and Su Xiaodie joined forces to kill Su Tao, and then set out together to rush to the central area of ​​Zizhu Forest.

"The power of the magic circle is getting weaker and weaker..." Lu Xuanji looked at the dark air around him, his face solemn.

"I don't know how others are doing?" Su Xiaodie was also worried.

Luo Qing pondered: "I've spyed on those people in secret before. If I read correctly, Su Tao should be the weakest among the four."

"You read that right." Lu Xuanji said lightly.

He and Liu Xundao's consciousness communicated with each other and had already seen Qing Xuanzi's domineeringness. In contrast, Su Tao did not have some excitement.

"The two Confucian sects have suffered heavy casualties. We must repair the magic circle as soon as possible, otherwise someone will die here tragically." Lu Xuanji said in a deep voice.

After hearing this, the other two nodded slightly, activated their escape speed to the extreme, and rushed to the side of the Dharma platform.

Suddenly, the sound of light breaking through the sky came from ahead.

Lu Xuanji frowned slightly and looked forward intently.

I saw a light from far to near, and the speed was extremely fast. In just a moment, the light came to everyone.

"But a fellow Taoist from the Confucian League?" An old voice came from the escape light.

"Yes, who is your priest?"

Before he finished speaking, the light disappeared and an old man in mai appeared.

The old man's face was rosy, his hair was a childish face, and he was surrounded by sword intent. He was obviously a sword cultivator with profound skills.

"Wang Zhi is a monk from the Yaoguang Cave Heaven of the Dao Alliance." The old man looked anxious and came up and reported to his house.

"It turns out that it is a fellow Taoist from Yaoguang Cave Heaven. What is the matter so anxious?" Lu Xuanji asked calmly.

"Things are not good!"
Chapter completed!