"senior!"

The King of Hundred Wars saluted respectfully.

The other party did not respond.

"Senior, a great demon was born in Qingzhou. Emperor Tang was trapped. The situation was critical. Please come out and take charge of the overall situation!"

The King of Hundred Battles bowed again and bowed down.

But the other party still did not move at all and ignored it.

The King of Hundred Wars kept bent and did not get up, but after waiting for a long time, he still couldn't get any response.

His face began to look ugly.

The other party obviously doesn't want to interfere in this matter.

"Your Excellency, can you tell me what is the coldness of your lips? If the Tang Dynasty was robbed, how could you be spared from this three-inch retreat?"

"Only by guarding everyone, you can protect your family."

Zhan Wuque spoke slowly.

"What a sharp-tongued boy, he's very brave!"

The strange sound of drums echoed in the empty hall.

It's a ventral!

"It's not your turn to teach you a lesson, a junior!"

The gatekeeper snorted coldly, "Do you really think I'm old and confused? Do you still need to explain this simple truth?"

Hearing that the gatekeeper finally spoke, the King of Hundred Battles immediately stood up and clasped his fists and said, "Since you understand, please come out!"

"It's not that I don't help you with this, but I really can't help you."

The gatekeeper's voice slowly opened, "I fought with someone in my early years and was defeated by the verge of death. I was lucky enough to save my life and came back. Since then, I have been recuperating here."

"After so many years, my injury can only be said to be barely delayed. Once you fight with someone, the injury will break out, and I will definitely die."

"Also, I can't even return to my soul now, my body cannot control it, and I can't even get out of the hall. How can I help you?"

"Speaking of this, I am also trying to slow down the passage of my life. After all, there is not much left in my life."

The King of Hundred Wars looked ugly. Is there really nothing I can do about it?

"If I talk about the injury, with my current cultivation level, I will not be able to completely cure you, but it is not difficult to get your soul back to your position and walk out of the hall."

Zhan Wuque spoke.

"This is true?"

The gatekeeper's voice was obviously a little excited.

It’s a dark place here, and you can live day after day, even if you can live for hundreds or thousands of years, what’s the point?

How to compare to the temptation to get out.

"You can give it a try!"

Zhan Wuque's tone is full of confidence.

"good!"

"If you can help me restore my freedom, I can help you."

The gatekeeper agreed.

"Very good!"

The King of Hundred Zhan was overjoyed when he heard this, "Personal Zhan, it's up to you next."

"Um."

Zhan Wuqi nodded.

He immediately stepped forward to check the gatekeeper's body and soon found the root of the disease.

After all, it is actually because the gatekeeper's body is too weak.

After all, it is not a physical cultivation. After being severely damaged, it leaves serious sequelae and the body becomes increasingly decayed.

In contrast, the gatekeeper's soul has not been injured, and because of the hidden cultivation, the soul is becoming increasingly powerful, much stronger than the physical body. If the soul forcibly integrates into the physical body, the physical body will definitely be burst.

This is the reason.

If you want to solve the problem, you have to start with your body.

Zhan Wuque immediately took out an ordinary medicine cauldron, then took out the blood of monsters and some medicinal materials, and began to smel.

"I will replenish your qi and blood power later, strengthen your body, and then recover from the hidden injuries," Zhan Wuque said.

He wanted to use secret techniques to forcibly improve the physical strength of the gatekeeper.

Of course, this method has certain side effects.

But compared to the gatekeeper being trapped here, this side effect is nothing.

Soon, a furnace of medicine was melted.

Zhan Wuque took out the Tianji Sword, stroked hard on his palm, and a few drops of light golden blood were dripped into the medicine cauldron.

His current physique is stronger than ordinary sixth-level monsters. These drops of essence and blood can be incorporated into the medicine liquid to improve the efficacy and make it easier for him to control the medicine liquid.

When the time is right, the Chinese medicine liquid in Ding churned. Zhan Wuque waved his hand and the gatekeeper's body immediately flew up and fell into the medicine liquid.

The translucent soul of the gatekeeper floats above the mouth of the cauldron.

Zhan Wuque took out the cloth bag and swung it violently, all the silver needles flew out, spreading all over the gatekeeper's body.

The silver needle trembled slightly, and a trace of medicine followed the silver needle and entered the gatekeeper's body.

This process lasted for an hour.

An hour later, Zhan Wuque suddenly jumped up, his hands turned into a palm, and he slapped the gatekeeper's forehead with a palm.

"Bang!"

The gatekeeper's body trembled and his eyes suddenly opened.

At the same time, the hidden injuries in his body showed signs of dissipation...

"There's a chance!"

The gatekeeper's eyes lit up.

He saw hope for recovery.

"break!"

Zhan Wuque slapped out ninety-eighty-one palms in a row, and the last palm fell down. The Chinese medicine liquid in the tripod surged wildly, and it was poured into the gatekeeper's body instantly through the silver needle.

The gatekeeper's body immediately expanded several times, and the eyes of the medicine cauldron were about to be burst.

"Back back!"

Zhan Wuque retreated and quickly retreated outside the hall.

The Hundred War King reacted very quickly, retreating almost at the same time as Zhan Wuque.

The moment the two of them left, they heard a "bang" sound and the medicine cauldron exploded directly.

Countless black pus and blood splattered everywhere.

Everything that those pus and blood touched immediately made a "sizzling" sound and white smoke came out.

The entire hall is full of holes and is terrible.

Finally, with a "boom", the hall collapsed directly half.

"Deputy Commander Zhan, are you okay with senior?"

The King of Hundred Battles asked.

In this scene just now, it seemed like the gatekeeper's body could not hold on to the explosion.

Zhan Wuque shook his head slowly.

"Of course it's okay. I used the medicine liquid to forcefully wash away the hidden injuries in his body. When it reached a critical value, it would detonate instantly. Using the silver needle as the drainage mouth, it would be unknown if the injury could be restored."

"Hahaha!"

As the words fell, a loud laugh came from the ruins.

The gatekeeper with disheveled hair rushed out of the ruins, his face full of ecstasy.

He looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, breathing in his mouth, "I finally came out, finally came out!"

He was trapped in the hall for thousands of years. He only had his soul and his body was in a state of fake death.

Now that I have been able to escape, I am naturally extremely excited.

"How did senior recover from injuries?"
To be continued...