A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

Jie Feiyu's various methods were superimposed to increase his power to the half-step stage of becoming a god.

But in the final analysis, he is still a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Like a piece of barbecue. Through different cooking techniques, you can enhance the taste and satiety. But it won't provide more energy.

Moreover, Jie Feiyu's realm itself is weak. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been stabbed to death by Jiang Yu.

Following his death, the immortal cultivators who came with him fell to the ground one after another.

Jiang Yu also regained consciousness instantly.

Dementia is not a coma. Rather, the control of subjective consciousness has been removed by some force. Become a spectator. Watch yourself being dumbfounded and continue fighting.

Although Jiang Yu won, he was still defeated.

I have just tempered my fear of society, and now I have stepped into the state of death from society.

Seeing Fang Yuan and Araguan Ruoxue running over with worried faces, they quickly adjusted their facial expressions. Looking around with a blank expression: "What... happened?"

Fang Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him regaining consciousness. He teased: "You just defeated a powerful enemy. No impression?"

Jiang Yu shook his head like a rattle: "No, I was hit by a psychedelic trick. I just regained consciousness."

After saying that, he pretended to be shocked and looked at the half-cut corpse: "Did I do this?"

"Jingjing!"

Da Jing ran back without knowing when. Lift one front hoof.

The little monster limped in front of it.

Da Jing's tongue drooped at the side of his mouth, with a lewd expression. The hoof thrust forward sharply.

The little monster screamed and fell to the ground with a thump.

The two live treasures reenacted the scene just now.

It's a pity that the height difference between the big spirit and the little monster is a bit big, so they couldn't perform the essence of the final blow.

Jiang Yu's face was so dark that water dripped from his face.

Looks like I need to find an opportunity to bake these two things.

Fang Yuan's shoulder was still bleeding. But he raised his hands, twisted his waist, and thrust out his buttocks with a playful smile: "Xili Xi Li, Xi, Xi Li Xi Li..."

Jiang Yu's mouth twitched.

Silence it!

I can’t have this brother anymore.

Only Araguan Ruoxue walked over quietly: "Where is it hurt?"

Jiang Yu decided to act out his amnesia to the end: "Injured? I'm not injured! Why are you all so weird?"

Araguan Ruoxue tore open Jiang Yu's tattered leather armor and examined it carefully.

Only blood was found but no wounds.

Jiang Yu protected his chest with both hands and shouted in horror: "You, you, you... show some respect!"

Araguan Ruoxue cast her eyes on Jiang Yu's lower body: "You're really not injured?"

If it weren't for the clear look in her eyes, Jiang Yu would have thought that she was going to take advantage of others' danger and turn into a reckless woman.

He quickly took out a robe and put it around his waist: "No!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that Aragaki Ruoxue's face was pale and her breath was disordered.

Araguan Ruoxue was previously suppressed and beaten by the Nascent Soul cultivator.

Although there is scale protection, internal injuries are unavoidable.

It is squeezing potential and using blood sacrifice.

She didn't faint immediately, she was able to hold on with just one breath.

Jiang Yu took Araguan Ruoxue's hand. Try to invoke the vitality of the purple gourd.

The purple-skinned gourd is bold and domineering when it absorbs life. But getting it to spit out a little bit is extremely difficult.

It took a long while before I squeezed out a little bit.

Passed along Jiang Yu's arm to Aragaki Ruoxue.

Aragaki Ruoxue's eyelids were heavy. A strong feeling of weakness spread throughout the body.

But Jiang Yu still held her hand.

She couldn't bear to faint.

The next moment, a ray of ice-like energy poured into her sea of ​​witchcraft.

Immediately afterwards, the majestic vitality flowed from the Wuli Sea to the whole body.

Broken internal organs, dried acupoints, damaged veins, belated sunflower water...

In short, the body is repairing at an incredible rate.

There was finally color in her face. A blush appeared on both cheeks.

Aragaki Ruoxue was refreshed. Hu flashed his big eyes and looked at Jiang Yu in disbelief: "What... did you just do?"

Jiang Yu had the mentality of giving it a try. I didn't expect it to actually work. He quickly asked: "How do you feel?"

Araguan Ruoxue smiled slightly: "Recovered by 30 to 40%."

In fact, she has recovered to 60% to 70% in a short period of time. It only takes two more days to cultivate and you will be back to your peak state.

But she wanted to hold hands with Jiang Yu for a while longer.

Jiang Yu nodded slightly, not noticing Araguan Ruoxue's little thoughts.

This little bit of vitality is indeed too little. Just enough to repair a small wound on his body.

Fang Yuan's eyes moved back and forth between Jiang Yu and Araguan Ruoxue. He asked tentatively: "What kind of trick is this? Can you treat me too? That...it's best not to hold hands."

Good brothers have nothing to say.

Jiang Yu kicked off his shoes and stretched out his feet.

Fang Yuan's mouth twitched for a long time, and he said helplessly: "Then let's hold hands."

Several people had wounds on their bodies. But the effect is incomparable to the vitality of purple gourd.

The immortal cultivator's elixir sounds powerful. In fact, most of them are hand-rubbed pills.

It’s just that the medicinal materials used are slightly better.

The big monsters and Han Xinshuang searched for the loot skillfully.

There are nearly a hundred immortal cultivators, all of whom are masters at the alchemy stage. Although when doing dirty work, you don’t take too nice things with you. But there are still some life-saving elixirs and talismans.

Gold and Five Elements Crystals were piled into two piles.

Fang Yuan's eyes were dazzled when he saw so many treasures.

Before the wound healed, Jiang Yu's hand was thrown away and he pounced on it like a vicious dog seeing shit.

On the other hand, Aragaki Ruoxue's body temperature rose and her cheeks turned red.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

It looked like he was seriously injured.

He leaned softly on Jiang Yu's shoulder.

Jiang Yu felt hot when he saw the huge amount of windfall.

But Araguan Ruoxue came closer, and he couldn't hide. All he could do was watch Fang Yuan pull something away.

Fang Yuan grabbed the treasure bag first.

He has been thinking about this for a long time.

With the treasure bag, it will be much easier to deceive, kidnap, kill and steal goods.

Jiang Yu was also very curious about Xie Feiyu's belongings: "Let's see what's inside."

As he spoke, he pushed Aragaki Ruoxue: "It's pressing my hair."

"Europe……"

Araguan Ruoxue pulled Jiang Yu's hair to one side and leaned in naturally.

Staring at the prize with wide eyes.

Fang Yuan took out two animal skin scrolls from the treasure bag.

One showed a small, sparkling figure. Another one has a seven-star pattern.

It's a pity that no one understands the words above.

"Maybe it's the Golden Armor Technique and the Flying Foot Technique. Let's get back...and ask a literate gentleman to teach us." Jiang Yu has been coveting these two spells for a long time.

It must be admitted that immortal cultivators have gone further than wizards in the study of magic.

Jiang Yu's level of witchcraft can only frighten a strong person in the early stage of pill formation.

High-end battles still rely on hand-to-hand combat.

Fang Yuan put the animal skin roll aside and took out two pottery bottles.

Inside was a small pill with a pungent smell.

They neither dared to eat this elixir with unknown efficacy, nor were they willing to throw it away.

He simply fed Jiang Yu's right foot.

Whether it is poison or tonic, what is sucked out is pure spiritual energy.

"Bah!"

A dark bead rolled out of the treasure bag.

The beads are very pure black, without any reflection.

It exudes an ominous atmosphere.

"Don't touch!"

Fang Yuan was about to reach out to pick it up when Jiang Yu stopped him: "The smell on it is the same as the ghost thing that floated out before."

The expressions of several people changed.

Fang Yuan quickly spit into the palm of his hand and rubbed it on his butt a few times: "That thing said he was a demon? Demon! Is it the demon rumored in the world of immortality, or the demon hidden in the long river of history? Clan?"

Araguan Ruoxue suddenly sat up straight as if she remembered something. Staring at Jiang Yu: "When you were fighting, it seemed like black mist got into your body."

Jiang Yu also remembered this matter.

In fact, the black mist was directly absorbed by the purple gourd.

The items collected by Jiang Yu are all stored in the belly of the purple gourd. The purpose of the big belly underneath has always been unknown.

At this time, there was a drop of colorful liquid at the bottom.

Crystal clear and radiant.

"Hiss... what is this?"

Jiang Yu would not touch such a thing randomly.

So he hooked his fingers towards Da Jing. Showing a harmless smile.

Seeing this smile, Fang Yuan and Han Xinshuang subconsciously stepped back.

Da Jing came over stupidly. He also nuzzled the back of Jiang Yu's hand with his nose.

The next moment, Jiang Yu smeared the colorful liquid on Da Jing's tongue at lightning speed.

Da Jing didn't realize anything was wrong.

He also rolled his eyes and smacked his lips twice: "Jingjing?"

Jiang Yu looked at Da Jing carefully and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Huh? No response?"

"Refined!"

Da Jing suddenly screamed. He jumped around several people like crazy.

Fang Yuan's expression changed slightly: "What did you feed him? Is he poisoned?"

Jiang Yu looked innocent: "I don't know either. Hold it down first and I will help it detoxify."

But before a few people could make any move, Da Jing suddenly stopped jumping and screaming again.

His expression was frozen and his muscles were stiff.

Like a sculpture, it fell down hard...