Wang Xuan and Chen Yongjie remained silent, then moved backwards with difficulty, quickly moving away from there for a distance.
Lao Zhang, you are so shameless, dragging them down with you.
Wang Xuan's spine was broken, his chest was sunken, broken bones were sticking into his internal organs, his limbs were fractured, and the nails on his hands fell off completely, leaving blood all over his body. He looked extremely miserable.
He had never encountered such a strong opponent before. He seriously doubted whether Lao Zhang could defeat him.
Chen Yongjie's mouth was full of blood foam, his arms were twisted into a knot, his chest was collapsed, and his two arms, connected by a little skin, were almost completely broken off.
"Everyone, dust to dust, dust to dust, all disperse, why are you clinging to me? If we are destined to be together, we will meet again someday, so let's stop here today."
Zhang Daoling turned and left, but three piles of fire followed and surrounded him, like a bonfire at night, or like the flames of civilization that transcended time and space.
The most terrifying thing was that a blurry face emerged from the fire, looking at him woodenly, letting the scriptures fall from the void, burning and illuminating the surroundings.
Zhang Daoling was blocked and could not escape, let alone be killed.
"Immortal Zhang is in trouble!" Chen Yongjie transmitted the message.
"Don't worry about it. Old Zhang is a bit of a jerk. Let's take care of ourselves first." Wang Xuan was healing from his injuries. This time it was too tragic. He counted and found that a total of fifty-eight bones were broken.
Eight big holes were pierced in his internal organs. He was in so much pain that he was sweating all over and his hair was wet. He straightened his bones, pulling out the broken bones from his internal organs, and blood spurted out immediately.
Snap!
With a little force, the bones at the joints of his arms broke into many pieces, which fell limply to both sides of his body, making his face turn pale.
Chen Yongjie was in a similar situation. He reconnected his arms with great difficulty. The pain made him sweat for a long time. Then he straightened the collapsed chest bone. The crackling sound was quite harsh.
"Don't give me the chance. If you fall into my hands one day, I will chop you into pieces with my big black sword!" Old Chen was full of anger. This time he was too miserable.
"What's wrong with you two?" Zhang Daoling asked. Being trapped there and unable to get out, he began to have the leisure to "care" about the two of them.
"He was ambushed and killed by a peerless immortal and demon, in a similar way to you, grabbing your neck as soon as he came up. Could it be you?" Wang Xuan spoke, looking at him suspiciously.
Lao Zhang said calmly, "If it were me, would you two still be alive? I would have beaten you into two pools of blood and mud a long time ago."
He was very confident, and looked like he was in charge of the world, not taking any of the world's top experts seriously at all.
"I think you can't beat him!" Wang Xuan spoke, and then gave a detailed introduction to the situation of the man wearing the silver mask, and used mental projection to show his figure.
"I don't know him. This is definitely not his true appearance, but he looks quite powerful. Perhaps he is really the incarnation of a peerless immortal or demon."
Lao Zhang nodded, showing a strange look, and said: "Of course, you have grown up. It is not easy to survive under the hands of such a person."
Then, the three piles of fire shook and moved a few feet towards Wang Xuan, which made Zhang Daoling look surprised. Is this possible? He also moved towards this side decisively.
Seeing this, Wang Xuan told Lao Chen to run away quickly. It was a bunch of traps, both human and fire pits, and it was something they couldn't afford to offend!
Chen Yongjie was speechless. Lao Zhang, you are a senior, how can you be so shameless? You should use the juniors as a scapegoat. You'd better run away!
"Don't run, I'm telling the truth. The Three Saints Mound has existed since ancient times. They usually discuss philosophy with people and won't hurt anyone. At most, they will trap you for a year or two, no, it will take you ten days or half a month to get there!" Lao Zhang shouted from behind.
The two seriously injured men ran to the end of the horizon in one breath. They could only vaguely see three piles of fire before they stopped. They broke their bones from the exhaustion and were all grimacing and coughing up blood foam.
Although they didn't want to bother with Lao Zhang, they didn't dare to go too far, for fear of meeting the strong man wearing the silver mask again.
"Recover from your injuries first. Old Chen, it's time for you to improve your realm." Wang Xuan suggested.
"I just broke through to the early stage of the seventh stage. I'm afraid it's too fast and my foundation is weak." Lao Chen said. He thought about it and decided that he could be promoted to the perfect seventh stage, but not the eighth stage, in order to increase his strength and deal with dangerous variables.
Then, he decisively began to take the Heavenly Marrow, carefully absorbing the brilliant liquid from the crystal.
Wang Xuan turned his head away and didn't want to look anymore. He kept recalling the scene of Qi Chengdao licking the same place, which was really disgusting.
He mobilized the active factors and began to repair his injured body. For a moment, silver substance rose from his life soil, filled with purple light, which overflowed to his soul and body, repaired his bones, and connected his tendons.
He brought back a large amount of super-energy matter that was close to reality from nothingness, which was enough for now.
Of course, red substances should not be used to heal wounds, as they would hasten one's death. However, he still tried to commit suicide by drawing a strand of it from the silver animal skin scroll, wanting to try to refine his body under extreme conditions, breaking it down and then rebuilding it, accompanied by a new life.
As a result, he wanted to slap himself twice. The ancients were really... deceiving people. There was something about risking one's life in order to survive. He rolled on the ground in pain.
"Yeah, it's effective. It has strengthened my will!" He comforted himself, re-set his bones, and used active factors to heal his wounds. The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were shining silver, and purple air was steaming from his head.
He wanted to break through, but then he thought that he had not yet stopped at the eighth level and had not taken a further step to realize and comprehend, which was too hasty.
"Hurry up and accumulate!"
It would be better for him to improve himself in the near future. If he meets the mysterious man wearing the silver mask again, he will probably face a disaster between life and death.
"Well, I want to make a Buddha Pill, a Tao Pill, a Demon Pill, and a Human Pill... to gather six Golden Pills and build the Six-Pill Reincarnation. I don't have to follow the Five-Colored Golden Pill route. I have to have my own extraordinary framework."
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