Chapter 238 Misfortunes and blessings depend on each other

"Holy Lord, you... What's wrong with you?

With a roar, a huge crack appeared on the stone wall. Once the murals that had been preserved for countless years were destroyed, the long-bearded elder was distressed, but Zhao Haoran's tragic situation immediately made him look away.

The whole right arm was brushed and broken, and there was a faint white bone. There was no clothes covering the body. His face turned red and white, shining uncertainly, and his face was stained with blood, which was very horrible. However, after all, the long-bearded elder was well-informed, but he was slightly distracted and soon woke up.

Is it possible that the black-robed elder is rebellious?

"Take out all the healing elixir and protect me outside the temple."

"Yes, Lord!" The elder had many questions in his heart, but he also knew that now was not the time to ask questions. Zhao Haoran's words were supreme orders and hurriedly left the temple.

Zhao Haoran endured the pain, called out the ancient corpse of the goldenfu and guarded in front of the door. He did not dare to fully trust the green people.

"The elixir is thrown in, and no one is allowed to disturb it." Zhao Haoran reluctantly opened his mouth and said these two words, fell to the ground and never stood up again.

The power of the fire of the source has no effect even if an arm is cut off. It is attached to Zhao Haoran's body and only relies on a little soul power to support Zhao Haoran. The originally sealed fire phoenix energy explodes together. At this moment, only he can save himself.

Zhao Haoran knows very well that if it hadn't been for Dayan's burning of fire, I'm afraid he would have died at this moment. The soul skill left by Dayan Zhenjun is really powerful.

Continuing to refine the fire aura left by the fire phoenix, the soul power integrated into the body of the alien fire actually began to evaporate. The powerful power of the fire phoenix is so amazing that it can't be refined in a moment.

The original fire only left the size of the nail cover, but these original fires rampaged in Zhao Haoran's meridians and rushed to the vicinity of the martial soul. If the martial soul was broken, then the cultivation of this body would be in vain.

There was a jade bottle beside his feet, and the fragrance of his nose kept coming out. Zhao Haoran didn't ask what the elixir was. He grabbed it and opened his mouth and poured it all in.

The cool feeling passes through the meridians. Although it cannot be repaired, it blocks the attack of the sealed aura.

Zhaoran didn't know that this is a unique healing elixir for the green clan. It took thousands of years to extract the gentle aura in the cannibal vine, and then refined by the Japanese soul people themselves. The whole green clan is just this small bottle. If the elder with long beard sees Zhao Haoran swallowing the elixir like this, I don't know how distressed it will be.

The long-bearded elder took a step forward, and the strong corpse seemed to swallow him up. Zhao Haoran's order was to block anyone who wanted to enter.

The golden corpse has only simple wisdom, but it can clearly determine the owner's purpose.

"Hmm!" The long-bearded elder snorted coldly and retreated. Although the golden corpse was powerful, he was not very afraid. If he really fought, it would be difficult to say who would die.

But he did not dare to disobey the Holy Lord's order and had no choice but to stay behind the door. It was really aggrieved. Since the Holy Lord came to the Greens, the two orders he received were to protect him. He had always been in the temple and had never gone out.

Zhao Haoran's injury can be seen clearly as long as he is not blind. The elder has the intention to help him, but he suffers from the obstruction of the ancient corpse.

Even the elders with long beards will have no choice. Most soul people mistakenly think that the original fire is just rumors, and few people believe it, let alone know how to fight.

In the hall tens of thousands of miles away from the Wind and Moon Valley, there is a rough-faced man standing in front of the owner of the hall. It is the Thor who guards the blood clotting fruit in the Wind and Moon Valley. In just a few years, his injury has recovered like this, which is really terrible.

"But what's the big deal?"

"Lord, I'm ashamed, I didn't expect..." Thor lowered his head, and no one dared to underestimate the man who was only as tall as his waist. He was a dominant figure in the buried wilderness.

"Well, I can't blame you for this matter. I didn't get the blood condensation fruit in person, but it took advantage of the green people." The Lord smiled gently, as if he didn't care.

Thunder said respectfully, "Lord, I am willing to go in person to take back the blood clotting fruit from the green people."

The Lord of the Palace was silent for a moment, "The Bibo Fairy and others were stopped outside the dense forest. It's really inconvenient for me to take action. Since you are willing, let's go. Remember, don't hurt people. The forces behind the Green clan can't afford to provoke them. After getting the blood clots, I believe that the man will not be embarrassed because of this little thing."

Thor was shocked. What kind of cultivation should be? No wonder few souls in the Green clan dare to provoke him. In addition to its own powerful strength, the hidden power behind it is probably also extremely amazing.

The master of the hall nodded and waved back the Thor, and his thoughts drifted to thousands of years ago.

The green people have sufficient aura in the region, and there are really many people who make ideas. Although there are many people in the green people who surpass the Japanese soul, the number of souls is more. At that time, the strength of the master of the hall was only the beginning of a day, just standing in the distance and watching.

I still remember the middle-aged man with a smile on his face. The endless word "destroy" in mid-air killed many famous people in those years. Over the years, the Lord of the hall did not dare to take a step.

The capture of Zhao Haoran alive is not only because of the shame given to him by the blood clotting fruit, but the word of destruction shook his mind. Is it possible that he is the descendant of that?

However, the green people's intervention explains everything. It seems that Zhao Haoran is just an ordinary soul person. Over the years, the green people have no powerful soul people. With Thor and those three-day souls controlled by their butterfly, it is not a big problem to take away the blood cling fruit.

"What worries our Lord so much?"

The bright voice is full of irony, right in this hall.

The Fengyue Hall is closely guarded, and I don't know how this person sneaked in.

The hall master didn't seem to be surprised at all and smiled, "You still like to hide your head and show your tail. You're not as good as my second brother and third brother."

"Haha, it hasn't changed at all for so many years, little dwarf, do you remember the agreement thousands of years ago?"

The meat on the face of the hall master is squeezed together. He hates others to talk about his height most. Remember that because of this, I don't know how many people have been killed. After the sun soul, it is easy to grow tall, but the hall owner probably keeps this height to alert himself and don't forget the shame of the past.

This friend who can sneak into the Fengyue Hall, the master of the hall has no temper. They don't want to go up and down, and they are unable to kill each other at all. It is even difficult to find his trace. "Come out, is it possible that there has changed over there?"

"Yes, I guess it's better to prepare early today. I guess several other old friends should also find out that they will arrive soon, little dwarf. Don't regret it then."

The Lord of the hall said, "Of course, it should be in accordance with the agreement of that year, and I will not violate it."

Suddenly, there was a beautiful teenager in front of the Lord, but he looked 18 or 19 years old and his eyes were clear. If it hadn't been for the people who knew him, I'm afraid they would have mistakenly thought he was a harmless teenager.

"Okay, I think you're not bad here. I'll stay at your house during this period." While talking, he lay on the chair where the owner of the hall usually meditated, and did not treat himself as an outsider at all.

The Lord shook his head helplessly, "Your vicissitudes are much richer than our Fengyue Hall. Why come to me to blow the autumn wind?"

The teenager smiled and closed his eyes and pretended to be silent.

Suddenly, a yellow sand rolled in, and the guards outside the Wind and Moon Hall seemed to smell an unusual breath, but their bodies could not move, and their eyes turned around, unable to hide their inner horror.

The owner of the hall frowned, "Why don't these old guys have a normal one?"

The square-faced middle-aged man came to the hall, looked at the teenager on the seat, and smiled, "You guys move faster than me."

The beautiful teenager curled his lips and said, "It's not as big as your Huangsha family. You have made a lot of benefits over the years."

"You..." The middle-aged man with a square face raised his eyebrows, but he regained peace for a moment. "You can practice your mind with you."