"Why, I won't listen to my words?" Lan Youmeng said gently.

Qi Yao panicked and quickly knelt in front of Lan Youmeng, and said in panic: "I don't dare. I care about the safety of my master. I hope you will forgive me if you are rude."

Gently helping Qi Yao up and then pulling him into his arms, Lan Youmeng said, "What can you do if you go like this? It will cause trouble for Chen'er. If you are at ease, you will be in trouble here. Chen'er and the others will not have any trouble."

Having said that, Lan Youmeng herself was also vaguely uneasy, but she did not show it to others.

Qi Yao was stunned. She never expected that Lan Youmeng would hug her and be so gentle. The existence in her heart that she was unattainable and even dared not have such a gentle side, and she was still to herself.

"Sir!" Qi Yao called carefully.

"Healing the wound with peace of mind first."

Although Lan Youmeng's words are mediocre, it makes people unable to refuse, dare not refuse, and seems to be unable to bear to refuse.

After being helped back to everyone by Lan Youmeng, Zhong Liwei quickly stepped forward to catch Qi Yao.

He felt relieved for no reason. Qi Yao held on for a moment and relaxed in one breath. Suddenly, his weakness and pain all over his body came again, leaning weakly in Zhong Liwei's arms. His face was pale and blood-colored. He changed into a white dress that was soon stained with blood. Qi Yao felt drowsy, but he gritted his teeth and looked stubbornly in Bingchen's direction.

Zhong Liwei, Shui Man, sighed secretly, with a slightly bitter expression.

"I finally know why I can't compare to her position in the master's heart." Shui Man sighed lightly. Although she was unwilling to accept it, she also felt pity for Qi Yao.

"If it weren't for her past experience, maybe..."

......

"Xuan'er...you say...how long will it take..." Bing Chen was angry but weak.

Ling Xuan shook her head.

"I... don't know..." Ling Xuan responded.

Bingchen's face looked ugly, or it should be said, it was so ugly.

These were already sixteen heavenly thunders. Bingchen subconsciously looked at the sky and found that the catastrophe cloud had no intention of dissipating. He was so angry that he almost cursed again.

Although he didn't know Ling Xuan's situation at this time, he was now charred and could smell the aroma of barbecue emitted from his body. The wounds were everywhere, and almost every wound was burnt. If he hadn't had his cultivation and body refining now, Bingchen even suspected that he had already died.

However, although I was sad and angry, Bingchen still received some comfort.

Since he had just broken through to the present, and after refining the power of the heavenly tribulation, Bing Chen found that the early stage of concentration and the tenacity realm that he had just broken through had been quickly consolidated. In addition, he also found that a trace of gray matter had oozed out of his body, which reminded him of the "purification of the body" that Lan Youmeng once said.

Purify the body and purify the human body. If this is true, it is something countless people dream of.

The human body has many shackles, and cultivation means breaking many shackles and going against difficulties.

Among these shackles, one thing is shared by everyone, that is, the impurities in the body. These impurities are usually hidden in the body, spiritual power and even spiritual consciousness of the monk. If it is not a special opportunity, it is difficult to detect them, let alone remove them. Correspondingly, if they are truly purified, whether it is physical strength, spiritual power or spiritual consciousness, it will improve a lot of quality.

......

The seventeenth way!

Looking at Bing Chen, Ling Xuan's 17th heavenly thunder struck down. At this time, even Lan Youmeng showed a look of nervousness and worry.

boom!

The eighteenth thunder struck down!

With two slightly weak screams, Bing Chen and Ling Xuan once again lay weakly in the shallow pit that was blasted out.
Chapter completed!