The doctor is an old man. There are many wounded people here. The doctor can probably only achieve a ratio of one thousand to one. They are all unable to improve their cultivation and learn some medical skills in the gathering place. Those who take care of children are not professional.

He was very tired. The old monks were no different from the old people. Their cultivation would regress and their bodies would age. These demonic cultivators respected him very much and called him 'Mr. Chu'.

"Mr. Chu, everyone, come here. My array disk is immature, but I am somewhat sure that it can cure you, but the process will be a bit painful! Everyone has the materials! Gou Chen Jade! The grooves on it are inlaid Gou Chen

If it's jade, replace it if it breaks."

"The formation spirit stone is replaced on the back. Here, who wants to try it!"

In deathly silence, Duan De began to embed the spirit stones and Gouchen jade quickly while explaining. The main purpose was to tell Mr. Chu. The old man's tired face, hazy eyes and tears silently flowed down, and his trembling body revealed the ecstasy and joy in his heart.

Pity.

After being placed on the ground for a moment, no one came up, and no one made a sound. There were no suppressed sobs, only silent tears that showed the excitement and complexity in the hearts of this group of people, who were originally the most selfish group.

Duan De was too lazy to leave them, turned around and picked up a demon cultivator who was covered in ulcers and was obviously dying, and placed him on the formation plate.

The sorrow of the cultivators is that despite the injuries that would cause ordinary people to die from pain or fright, they did not fall into coma and watched themselves die slowly.

Normally in this situation, someone would knock him unconscious directly or give him a good laugh. This person was interrupted by Duan De when Mr. Chu waved his hand.

"It's almost as if you're going to die. If you're in pain, you'll die more vigorously."

His eyes were already green, he couldn't see, he had no vision. Hearing Duan De say this, he couldn't see his original appearance and smiled what he thought was the most handsome smile.

"That makes sense. You are a drunkard. I can hear your voice. I was accidentally hurt by you!"

No nonsense, Duan De's formation was activated, and the body in the formation was levitated, followed by unconscious trembling all over the body, getting heavier and heavier, and the crisp cracking of teeth penetrated into the hearts of every bystander.

"You can howl out, that will make you more powerful!"

Duan De's eyes focused his spiritual consciousness on the formation, but he didn't stop talking. With a wave of his hand, the three Essence Pills turned into thick mist, wrapping around the guy in the formation who had no teeth to bite.

The blood at the corner of his mouth was like soy milk with dregs coming out of the edge of a millstone. It was just a dazzling scarlet color. Against the light of the formation, it exuded a strange beauty, and more and more demonic cultivators gathered.

The poisoning can suppress them and they will not appear here. To put it bluntly, these people are waiting to die. No matter what mood they hold, at this moment, their eyes only flicker with hope.

They know that their treatment may not be as good as that of the previous lines of defense, but they can't save their lives, and it's not necessarily true whether they are more miserable than them.

The formation lasted for a long time, actually less than a stick of incense. Their cultivation level was low, and Hook Snake's cultivation level was not high either. Their Dao Yun was superficial, but the poison contained in Dao Yun was too overbearing.

"It hurts me too!"

The body has not been repaired, and the suppuration is still blurry, but the eyes have returned to normal black and white. At least he will not die if he is weak. The guy who is lying on the array plate has been taken out!

"After the treatment, I didn't even poop in the latrine, I shook it off at the same time!"

There were no cheers, no compliments, no smiles, nothing. The injury of the rough man who walked up again was the same as what he had suffered today, and his internal organs should be missing.

"Mr. Chu, come and set up the formation! Look at the basics. There are four more here. I don't have time to be here. Even if something really goes wrong, I, Duan De, can only say I'm sorry! It's time.

You should know how to do it!”

"Drunk lunatic, you better not call me by your name. Your reputation is worse than mine!"

"Yang Wei, get out of here! Don't interrupt!" The tough one was the one-legged female cultivator.

After all, he is a monk, and he is old-hearted. He understands that they can master it once and for all. Duan De took out four more and let them fiddle with them. He did not leave until he was sure that they could master them.

"The wine madman seems to be a god, and he can do anything. When you are ready, you will take the formation plate and send it elsewhere. The wine madman should be refining new ones. There is no pressure this time. As long as you don't die, you will be fine.

!”

The one-legged woman is at the peak of her golden elixir. When the main sect had no organization, he was the leader of this section. His combat power was terrifying and his prestige was certainly not low.

That's the good thing about their place, there are not so many rules, and there is a lot of space for them to express themselves. This array was quickly handed over to the adjacent medical office without anyone's consent, and the news spread very quickly.

Soon the entire front line knew that the drunken maniac had performed another miracle. The formation disk that could heal injuries was born and was being refined at an accelerated pace! Many Nascent Soul monks with red eyes rushed over quickly, ahead of those arranged by Abda.

The outside of Duan De's simple cave was soon crowded with people. There was no fighting, no noise, or disturbance. There was no formation at the door, but no one went in. They were all waiting quietly.

Which part is not urgent? Everything is urgent. Everyone knows the purpose of the companions around them.

"Those who are far away should go first, and those who are close can go slow."

No one rejected a proposal, and no one checked who made the proposal or what his cultivation level was.

"Come in three!"

The sound in the cave was no less than the sound of nature! Everyone looked at each other, and the three furthest people left quickly after entering, without stopping to say hello politely.

Mo Doufa is Mo Yingying's second grandfather. He seems to be extremely rigid. He came with a group of people and was the helper Duan De pointed out he needed.

"You all go back to your posts, and someone will send you there!"

The cultivators bowed respectfully and dispersed. They all say that people become better with age. Don't look rigid in the magic of fighting. This is just his appearance. He also knows about Mo Yingying and Duan De. They are the only ones left in Modutian.

a daughter.

Their demon family has been in charge of the demon domain for generations, and their family has great business. Many people do not agree with Mo Dutian's actions. His actions have caused heavy losses to the demon family. Not only his descendants, but also the entire prosperous demon family suffered heavy losses. The magic battle method is

One of the disapprovers.

If you haven't managed your own family well, let alone the entire Demonic Realm? The older generation of Demonic family members will still help the younger ones more or less secretly, and their family ties will not be as indifferent as Demonic Capital Tian.

After receiving the message from Abuda, he, the highest-ranking formation master of the Demon Sect, came over immediately to confirm. The first stop was Mo Yingying's place. It was not difficult for his spiritual sense to see the formation disk being treated.

"Why don't you do your own thing and go to the front all day long?"

Mo Doufa has heard rumors that he personally picked up this little guy by his neck.

"Second Master, I, I told you that he is not suitable for this position, but you refuse to replace him!"

Mo Doufa's stern face made Mo Yingying a little at a loss. After staring for a while, the old man sighed and said quietly: "You were not raised by your father, but by us. How can we not know what your temper is like?"

"You should be the first person treated by this formation disk. It is also possible that this magical formation disk was created because of you! Do you know the value of this formation disk?"

"There are now almost 700,000 Qingyuan Dao Pills. Have you done the math yourself? I don't want to know what happened to you and him, but Mo Hong told me that what you did is really chilling."

Mo Yingying's face was pale and bloodless, she bit her lower lip and said nothing.

"His status is actually supposed to be higher than yours. In time, if one day, almost everyone in the cultivator world will ask for him. Your father, he has actually examined the boy's character."

"Did you see, what is he doing? He can leave, his aura is corrupted, and his spiritual power is exhausted. He is still insisting on what he thinks is right, and you? To be honest, I didn't believe it when the devil told me.

of."

"There are so many old guys like us who can't control it. You know it yourself, okay? We won't interfere with what you want to do. But you can't even do it well. It's us elders who are watching you and protecting you.

Would like to see it.”

"Let's go, follow me."

...

After the monks who came to get the formation plate left, Mo Doufa then ordered: "Magic Ruler, Mo Lan, open your temporary cave here.

Ensure his needs first!

Second, keep it safe!

Third, obey him for the time being!

Magic Ruler is the grandson of Mo Doufa, and Mo Lan is the daughter of Mo Ba. Both of them are at the peak of their combined cultivation and are stable people. They can be regarded as the successors of the next generation. It is inevitable that the elders of the Mo Sect will think highly of Duan De. They only contribute selflessly.
Chapter completed!