The bull-headed being gave a majestic roar.

The little demon who reported the news quickly calmed down.

He said warily: "Clan leader, something happened to our young ancestor."

"When he came back from the formation, he was seriously injured and his life was short-lived."

As soon as these words came out, the entire Demon Temple changed its color.

The tyrannical aura was so oppressive that the little demon couldn't stand firmly and knelt directly on the ground.

Outside the main hall, a dozen little demons carried Zhiqiuquan on a stretcher and ran over.

The white stretcher was now stained crimson with blood.

Zhiqiuquan was placed in the center of the hall, and among the sixteen patriarchs, a woman wearing white clothes and with an elegant aura came out.

In the woman's right hand, there is a lotus.

She took lotus steps and slowly squatted in front of Zhiqiuquan.

At this moment, Zhiqiuquan was seen vomiting blood and lost consciousness.

The lotus flowers slowly fell and kept crossing the sky.

Finally it fell on Zhiqiuquan and disappeared.

The wounds on Zhiqiuquan's body were also recovering quickly. He stopped vomiting blood and healed instantly.

Suddenly, the woman's expression changed.

"The sword energy is so overbearing, even the soul is shattered.

I'm afraid that after being rescued, he won't be in line with his current state."

"Save him first and ask him what happened," someone next to him said in a deep voice.

The woman nodded.
Chapter completed!