Wu Xian put away the sub-tray and then looked around.

Then he found that his 30 shadow spirit puppets had killed all fifteen Kusak's Rakshasa guards. At this time, they were grabbing their bodies and waiting for Wu Xian's next order in the distance.

"Bring the body back."

Wu Xian sent a voice transmission.

After receiving Wu Xian's order, the 30 Shadow Spirit Puppets immediately returned with the body of the Rakshasa Guard and stood neatly in front of Wu Xian.

Wu Xian first looked at the body of his own shadow spirit puppet.

Then he was very happy to find that his shadow spirit puppet was almost injured, at most there were some small wounds that were impacted and scratched. This wound could be repaired by blending it into some spirit ore. The shadow spirit puppet could even repair it.

Then Wu Xian looked at the Rakshasa Guard in their hands.

After watching for a few seconds, he frowned, and no longer had any hope for turning them into what they were before.

However, he still put their bodies into his storage ring and prepared to return to the Great Zhou and leave them to specialists to study.

After that, he put 30 shadow spirit puppets into the spirit beast bag, and then quietly waited for the return of the human monks.

After a while, Wu Xian noticed someone flew towards him, and they were the five Nascent Soul monks who were the Shang kings, Tian Shang kings, later.

The other 25 Jindan monks flew over behind them.

"Leader!"

The King of Shang stood in front of Wu Xian, looking up and down at Wu Wu Xian. After seeing that there was no obvious injury on his own leader, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face.

Although he was extremely confident in his heart that the leader could beat that monster, he was actually a little nervous. After all, the aura of the Rakshasa guard was too terrifying. It was not until now that he saw Wu Xian's intact appearance that he was truly relieved.

When the others saw that the Alliance Leader Wu was almost not seriously injured, they were all secretly surprised, and at the same time they became even more curious about Wu Xian's true strength.

How strong is the leader of the league?

It's been a year since we arrived, why do we feel that they can't understand it?

"Leader, where is that monster?"

The King of Heavenly Shang asked.

"That kind of monster is called the Rakshasa Demon." Wu Xian said, "He is so dead that he doesn't even have a body left."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help feeling a little sorry.

That was a sixth-level Rakshasa demon corpse. It was the only existence he had seen that might be equal to the cultivation level of King Wu. As a result, after he happened to kill him, he did not keep his body. How could it be a pity for Wu Xian, who has always liked to touch corpses?

Another thing that made Wu Xian feel sorry was the Rakshasa demon blade in Cusack's hand. It was obviously a sixth-level weapon. Although I don't know if humans can use it, even if it cannot be used, if it is sold, it should be able to sell a very high price for a spirit stone. Unfortunately, it was burned out with the raging karma fire.

On the other hand, when the monks who heard that the monster had even lost their body were even more shocked to Wu Xian's fierceness.

When the King of Tian Shang heard this, he no longer asked more questions.

After answering the question of King Tian Shang, Wu Xian glanced at them and saw the wounded.

There were six wounded people in total, two of whom were still unconscious, while the other four stood aside and looked at Wu Xian with pale faces.

Wu Xian took the lead in walking up to the two sleepy monks and frowned at them.

His spiritual sense flew out from his eyebrows and swept quickly through their bodies. Then he found that the two golden elixir monks not only had many broken places in their bodies, but even the golden elixir in their dantian had cracked some cracks.

The left one had three cracks, and the right one had seven cracks.

Wu Xian looked serious.

The golden elixir was actually cracked!?

If this is a few steps later, I am afraid that these two Jindan monks will be scrapped and die.

"The leader, the two of them..."

Someone couldn't bear to say it.

Of course, everyone present knew their injuries. It can be said that they were sentenced to the type of wounded person who was impossible to be rescued in their hearts.

After all, the golden elixir has been cracked? How can I save this?

Then they heard their leader say something that shocked them.

"Don't worry, I can save this injury."

Wu Xian said without raising his head.

Then he stretched out his right hand and two more flowers in his hand that were only one centimeter tall but were burning with golden flames.

These two flowers are beautiful and dazzling, just like the artwork carved by the highest-level carvings in the world.

"What's this?"

Someone wondered.

"Purple medicine! Purple medicine that has been around for at least ten thousand years!"

A relatively mature monk stared at the two beautiful and dazzling flame flowers in Wu Xian's hand and said.

"Is this a golden flame flower that is more than ten thousand years old?"

King Tian Shang looked at Wu Xian’s two spiritual flowers, hesitated for a while, and said uncertainly as he looked at Wu Xian.

"Thirty thousand years."

Wu Xian nodded.

Then he ignored the wide eyes of the people around him, half-squatted down, stretched out the mouths of the two with his hands, then put the two golden flame flowers into their mouths, and then used magic power to refine them into medicine and put them into their mouths.

Just after feeding the two of them medicine, they saw that the two of them had a faint golden flame burning. But strangely, this time the flame not only did not burn their bodies, but instead made the pale and dying face gradually become healthy and rosy.

"Okay." Wu Xian smiled on his face when he saw this, "Their bodies and golden elixir are recovering, and they should wake up in a while."

"When they wake up, it means their injuries have healed."

"After a while, their injuries will be healed?"

Among the crowd, a young-looking female cultivator looked at Wu Xian incredibly.

Wu Xian nodded to her.

“No need to question.”

"The Golden Flame Flower is a good spiritual medicine specially used to treat the Golden Pills. As long as the Golden Flame Flower reaches 10,000 years, it can treat most of the Golden Pill injuries. The 30,000 years of Golden Flame Flower brought out by the leader is extraordinary. Not to mention that there are cracks on the Golden Pills, even if the Golden Pill is cracked in two halves, as long as the soul of the monk is immortal, the Golden Flame Flower can forcefully recover it."

"The vision on both of them at this moment means that they are receiving the medicinal treatment of the 30,000-year-old Golden Flame Flower. With such a magical medicine, when they wake up, their injuries will definitely be healed."

"As for the extra medicine, they just happened to repair their body that was damaged by that monster. Maybe they can replenish them at that time."

The King of Tian Shang said.

Everyone then suddenly realized and looked at Wu Xian with gratitude and respect.
Chapter completed!