Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

The reason why the Demon Realm is called the Demon Realm is because the spiritual energy here is barren, and the heaven and earth are filled with a thick dead energy. Not only is it not suitable for human beings to live in courtyards, even spiritual plants cannot grow here.

For monsters or human monsters like Mo Yuan, this death aura will not bring them any discomfort, and even make them very comfortable.

But for Duan Lang, who was originally a cultivator, it was a painful torture.

Especially the higher he got to the top, the heavier the dead air became, Duan Lang seemed to be covered by someone covering his mouth and nose, unable to breathe at all.

After persisting for a while, his chest was bursting with pain due to suffocation, his beautiful eyes gradually became bloodshot, and his eyes turned black in bursts.

If this continues, he will suffocate to death before reaching the monster abyss.

Duan Lang had endured to the extreme, and finally disregarded the pain that might come from his abdomen, exercised his spiritual energy, and laboriously erected a barrier for himself.

As soon as the barrier came out, the almost suffocating feeling disappeared in an instant, replaced by dense pain at the Lingtai.

Duan Lang was so painful that he almost fainted, and wanted to remove the barrier, but when he thought of the feeling of suffocation just now, he forcibly held back.

And I don't know if it was his illusion, but this time when he used his spiritual power, the pain seemed to be more severe than before, as if someone was chopping at his altar with an axe.He doubted that he would be tortured to death alive.

Duan Lang had no choice but to withdraw the barrier again, and then opened it again when he couldn't hold on anymore.

After repeating this several times, the ink-colored lotus finally began to descend.

Duan Lang leaned weakly on the lotus wall, as if he had just been fished out of the water, his whole body was dripping wet.Sweat slid down his forehead and into his eyes, stinging, but he didn't even have the strength to move.

Mo Yuan raised his eyes, and his gaze casually slid across Duan Lang's frowning brows, the corners of his lips curled slightly, "Brother, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Duan Lang gave Mo Yuan a weak look, and tears almost fell into poetry.

He used to think it was the cruelest thing to do, but now that he had compared it, he realized that it was Mo Yuan's kindness to kill him cleanly.

At this time, the lotus has dropped to the ground.

Duan Lang didn't have the strength to lean on and didn't move.

Mo Yuan took his arm again and got off the lotus.Then he didn't see any movement, the lotus blossomed into a stream of light and got into his sleeve.

He grabbed it very hard, Duan Lang burst into tears in pain, and finally couldn't help but said: "Junior brother, can you let me go and let me go by myself?"

Mo Yuan let go of him, "Brother, if you want, of course you can." After speaking, seeing Duan Lang's painful face, he smiled lightly, "Brother looks very uncomfortable, don't you plan to take some elixir?"

Duan Lang didn't think that Mo Yuan was caring about him, and there must be some other purpose, but his words reminded him, reminding him that there seemed to be a healing elixir in the original owner's storage bag.

And the most important thing is that opening the storage bag does not require spiritual power, just a movement of consciousness.

As soon as he finished thinking about the name of the medicine in his mind, a finger-sized red pill appeared in his palm out of thin air.

Panacea.

Exclusively available at Canglan Xianmen.

It has the special effects of invigorating qi and replenishing qi and treating internal injuries.

Duan Lang swallowed the pill, and instantly felt the pain relieved a lot, and his body also gained some strength.He couldn't help sighing in his heart that the fantasy world is really amazing.

Of course, some people are also very carefree.