500 Blood Mist Wasteland

Giant Island

Blood fog.

Huangfu Bing'er lingered around the guard with two godless flying swords of ice and fire, holding Ye Qin, who fainted in his arms, and flew quickly in the vast blood fog.

"Wow!"

The rock fire butterfly wing patted, leaving a faint red light in the sky and flying a hundred feet away from the enemy. Constantly change the direction to avoid being tracked.

Huangfu Binger looked at Ye Qin in his arms nervously, with a beautiful face full of anxiety and worry.

Suddenly, she quickly took out a diamond mask from the storage bag! She held Ye Qin's chest and added a gold body shield on Ye Qin's body.

Ye Qin's body was golden and immediately repelled the blood fog around him.

This blood mist is a kind of blood-colored mist spit out by the blood mist demon insect. It has a relatively strong erosion and can erode the body and mana.

This erosion of blood fog is a serious threat to low-level monks, but it is not a big problem for Jindan monks.

However, Ye Qin is fainting now, but he is unable to resist. He must use an amulet to protect his body from blood fog.

As early as Ye Qin resisted the first blow of the green robe ancestor, he suffered a serious internal injury.

The second blow of the green robe ancestor attacked him again. Although the power was shared by the rest of the treasure hunters, Ye Qin, who was in the center of the attack, still suffered the huge impact of the green sword. "Under the bombardment of the flying sword, he fainted with serious injuries.

"I don't know what my husband's situation is...\"\' !?"

Huangfu Bing'er was extremely worried.

But she didn't dare to stop at all to investigate Ye Qin's injury and fly all the way to the center of the giant island. If she is caught up by the green-robed ancestor and the barbarian island evil cultivation, she will be unable to fight alone.

In a short time, Huangfubing had flown into the blood fog for nearly a hundred miles, but she had no intention of stopping at all.

Suddenly, there was a huge pressure in the sky, and suddenly added a chair to Huangfu Binger's meeting and pulled her down from the sky to the ground.

"There is a forbidden air array in this ancient ruins!?"

Huangfu Binger's face changed greatly. With her mid-stage cultivation of Jindan, she even had the power of resistance.

She reacted immediately.

Such power must be the forbidden air array laid by the Yuanying monk.

Huangfu Binger did not dare to resist this huge pressure. As soon as he collected the rock fire butterfly wing magic weapon, he quickly fell down and landed on a small camp ruins on the ground.

As soon as she landed, she couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood and her face was pale.

The Lvbao Laozu's amazing sword killed and injured more than a dozen Jindan monks, including her, and was also affected by the green sword.

It's just that she was far from the center of the attack, Ye Qin, who was far from the center of the attack, and was seriously injured.

Huangfu Bing'er fell on the ruins and ignored his minor injuries. A pair of jade hands quickly clung to Ye Qin's chest. A warm mana entered all the meridians in his body and quickly repaired the severely damaged meridians.

Ye Qin was stimulated by foreign mana, but suddenly coughed, coughed up a mouthful of blood, opened his eyes, and woke up.

"Husband, you're awake!"

When Huangfu Binger saw Ye Qin wake up, he was immediately surprised and looked at him nervously.

"Hmm. Bing'er, this is...\" \"The depths of blood?"

Ye Qin looked around quickly.

As far as he could see was the ruins of the camp shrouded in blood fog, and he could only see the scene about two or three miles around the ruins of the camp.

The ruins of the ancient battlefield of this huge island are said to have been a temporary garrison camp for monks in the East China Sea. Civil engineering has been built here, naturally leaving a large number of walls.

In the distance, it is an endless wasteland.

Many desolate and towering ruins are looming, and the outline can only be faintly seen. On the wasteland, the rocks and rotten trees are shrouded in a strong blood fog, which looks dark.

Inside and outside the ruins of the camp, there are scattered debris of various creatures.

Most of the old remains have been turned into powder and shattered at the touch.

Around these wreckage, there are also some scrapped flying swords, magic weapon fragments, etc., but they have already lost their aura, dim, and like those wreckage, they are worthless.

And inside and outside the ruins of the camp, between the wreckage and the rocks, there are some withered vegetation, most of which are gray and black. There are also a very small number of red and bright vegetation, emitting a strange blood halo, which makes people afraid to touch it at a glance.

And the walls of the ruins of the camp are covered with dense fist-sized wormhole holes. Inside and outside the hole, there are a large number of dry dark red sticky**.

"The hole in the stone wall of the ruins should be the nest of the blood fog demon insect! ...\" \' Fortunately, the nest is all empty, otherwise it will be a trouble!"

Ye Qin was slightly stunned, but he is not in the mood to pay attention to these now.

Huangfu Bing'er also quickly looked at the surrounding environment.

To her surprise, her consciousness, in this blood fog, could only detect the situation in the range of two or three hundred feet around. No matter how far away it is, it will be completely ineffective.

Twenty or thirty treasure hunters who fled from outside the giant island into the blood fog of the giant island have long disappeared in the blood fog and disappeared.

No other monks can be seen in the field of view of Huangfu Binger, and the divine consciousness can't detect their where they are.

"We have entered the island, about hundreds of miles of blood fog. Other treasure hunters don't know where they went in the ruins. The ruins are dangerous and unsafe.

When Huangfu Binger said this, he couldn't help asking, "How is your injury?" It's better to repair the injury in the shortest time, otherwise I'm afraid it's very dangerous in this ancient ruins.

"Let me take a closer look!"

Ye Qin meditated on his knees. He checked it internally. He opened his eyes and saw Huangfu Binger's expression. He couldn't help shaking his head and said, "The main meridians are cracked in seventeen places!" The second meridians cracked one hundred and sixty-three places. Now I can only barely mobilize a small part of the weak mana in my body, and I have temporarily lost the power of fighting. ...\" \' Fortunately, although the main meridians are cracked, they can be repaired, but it only takes time.

"Hmm."

Huangfu Binger nodded, and the frightened heart finally let go.

Injuries such as meridian cracks are absolutely serious injuries for ordinary monks. It takes at least a month or two to recuperate and use superior elixirs and elixirs to heal the injury.

And even if the injury is healed, it is likely to leave sequelae. Once the meridians are permanently damaged, it will affect the speed of future cultivation progress and the speed of fighting spell casting.

However, for her and Ye Qin, it is not a big problem.

Because she and Ye Qin are rare alchemists in the East China Sea. On weekdays, in addition to refining the elixir of growing vitality, the most refined is the elixir for healing.

Ye Qin, in particular, has been able to refine the ninth-order healing elixir.

In the immortal world of the East China Sea, even if the Yuanying monk is injured, most of them use this equivalent elixir to repair serious injuries.

After Ye Qin checked the injury, there was no delay. He took out a cyan gourd from the storage bag and poured out a pigeon egg-sized elixirs. The aura was thick, light and fragrant milky yellow elixir. He swallowed it directly in his mouth and slowly went down.

This is the healing elixir "turtle marrow continuous pulse elixir" refined by him himself, which repairs the traumatized meridians, and the effect is excellent.

"It will take three days to repair all the damaged meridians. However, I completely entered a state of sleep with the foundation-building skills of "Siting and Forgetting". In this way, the time required to repair the meridians can be greatly shortened.

Ye Qin thought for a moment and said calmly.

"How long does it take to sleep to repair the hanging veins and wake up?"

Huangfu Bing'er asked quickly.

"It is estimated that it will take about a day to repair all the pulses.

Ye Qindao.

One day, no problem!"

Huangfu Bing'er's eyes are firm.

"Good. On this bloody mist wasteland, this small piece of camp ruins can be hidden. Body, avoid vision. I sleep here for a day and try to repair the meridians in the shortest time. Unless other monks lean into the ruins of this camp, it is difficult to find it hidden here. Man!! However, in this ancient relic, it is extremely dangerous. Up to now, we don't know what ghosts and monsters are infested in this ancient ruins. Try to make more preparations!"

Ye Qin is not an indecisive person.

In this ancient relic, it is indeed dangerous and inexplicable.

Once he falls asleep, he will probably die in sleep and will never wake up again.

However, if he doesn't repair the cracked meridians as soon as possible. Once the danger strikes, it will also lead to death due to serious injuries.

What's more, how can you avoid danger when practicing in the fairyland! If you want to be comfortable and absolutely safe, don't cultivate immortals. Otherwise, when Jiedan and Jieying come, the little novel netist hits xxxsw.net with any small disaster and big disaster, which is enough to make the monks disappear.

There is not enough experience to hone the will to survive in a desperate situation, the struggle between life and death, and the incomparable fighting methods, it is extremely difficult to resist this powerful and terrible natural disaster.

Ye Qin found a hidden corner of the ruins in the ruins of this small camp. As his hiding place to sleep, he took out a spirit beast bag on his waist and threw it out.

The seven-layer rotten bone crocodile skeleton demon of Jindan came out of the spirit beast bag in a daze, and looked at Ye Qin with empty eyes.

Ye Qin directly ordered it to guard by his side with divine consciousness.

It lay on the ground, but turned its head to look into the depths of the blood fog and roared a few times. It seems to be alert that there is something extremely dangerous in the depths of the blood mist.

There is also a silver armor guard in Ye Qin's storage bag.

This silver armor guard is controlled by a puppet's secret skill. This puppet secret technique is still obtained from the descendants of the Holy Emperor, several refinery drawings sold to him by the Yin family.

Ye Qin taught the secret of the puppet of the silver armor guard to Huangfu Binger.

Huangfu Bing'er knows the secret of the puppet, and can also control this silver armor guard.

But driving this secret silver puppet consumes the best spiritual stone. Unless it is a matter of life and death, it cannot be used easily.

Ye Qin meditated cross-legged in a corner of the camp, closed his eyes and forced himself to enter a deep sleep. With the help of the tortoise marrow elixi, he repaired the damaged meridians in his body to the greatest extent. He will not take the initiative to wake up until the meridians are repaired.

After a short time, Ye Qin fell asleep.

Huangfu Bing'er closed his eyes and quietly guarded a corner of the ruins of the camp. Next to Ye Qin, he was absorbed in the movement of the blood fog wasteland.

One hour, two hours, time passes silently.

I don't know how long it took, the quiet and desolate bloody wasteland, outside the ruins of the camp, suddenly there was a slight "kap", as if there was something, trampling on the dead grass outside the camp.