Drunken Immortal Gourd

The spirit of the leader of the monster beasts, Storm Wolf King, is not much better. The human monk has only lost one head. The six monster beasts on their side have died and injured one, and the death is still a threat to the monks. The biggest lady of Symphony.

Without the restraint of Mrs. Symphony, the morale of the monk will definitely increase, and the power balance between the two sides will become more unbalanced. There were not many high-level monsters in Yinfeng Gorge. It was just enough to drag the Golden Core cultivator. Now that Mrs. Huancai died, the high-end combat power became more and more stretched. Could it be that they only have a dead end?

　　 Looking at the corpses of the monster beast on the floor, the Great Wind Wolf King gritted his teeth and spit out two words, “Retreat!”

Although Fei Yusheng was injured, he was the one with the strongest fighting spirit among the high-level monsters. He was very unwilling to do so, and said: “Wolf King, how much energy did we spend to support this situation, how can we stop here? Give up? Once you retreat, I am afraid there will be no hope of winning in the future.”

Graybeard understands the feelings of the Storm Wolf King very much, and can guess the other party’s plan, so he glared at Feihansheng and said, “What do you know, now the low-level monsters are already discouraged, and you will only lose if you continue to fight. Even worse, we are only retreating temporarily, and we will be able to come back sooner or later.”

　　The General Chuanlin was also a little timid, but he didn’t dare to say clearly, saying: “Yes, yes, yes, I can’t hold it anymore. I will wait for a rest and play again.”

　　 Seeing General Chuanlin had this attitude, Fei Hansheng knew that the low-level monsters below must be even more warless, and the decision of the Storm Wolf King was right, and it would be useless to fight again.

Several high-level monster beasts unified their opinions, and then the Great Wind Wolf King let out a long howl. The other monsters received orders and began to retreat in an orderly manner. Under the cover of several high-level monster beasts, it didn’t take long for the group of monsters to retreat. It disappeared in the distance, leaving only a corpse in one place.

　　 The real silverbeard watched the demon beast retreat, but did not order to chase him down. The demon beast needs to rest. Why is this not the case for the human monk? In the melee just now, they also suffered heavy casualties and must be treated as soon as possible. Especially Qiyun Zhenren and the two Golden Core cultivators who were poisoned by the Illusory Spiders must be sent for inspection as soon as possible. There may be hope of being rescued. If everyone is chasing too closely, those monsters will come back with their carbine, maybe The best time for treatment was completely missed.

　　 Sure enough, the monster here just retreated, and the elder Wuyin yelled over there: “Great, our head is still alive, the real Jade Hoe, come and take a look.”

　　As the golden core elder of the Qingfeng Temple, the real Wuyin can not help but care about his head, not only him, all the Qingfeng Temple disciples are concerned about the safety of the head. If something happened to the head, there would be no late Jindan monks in the Qingfeng Palace. If other Jindan monks can’t supplement them in a short time, they might be reduced to a medium-sized sect from the Seven Great Immortals.

So after the poisonous fog in the center of the battlefield dissipated a little bit, Master Wuyin and many of the Qingfeng Temple disciples came to Master Qiyun at risk, and Qingyang and others were naturally among them. After some inspection, when they found out The head Qiyun Zhenren was still breathing, and everyone was overjoyed, and quickly greeted the other heads to come and help.

Master Yu **** rushed over, checked Master Qiyun up and down, then pinched out an elixir and handed it to Master Wuyin, saying: “The magical spider is dying to fight back. At that time, Master Qiyun was the closest to him, and he was poisoned. It was the deepest. Fortunately, that spiritual weapon blocked him a bit, and he himself took a good detoxification pill in advance, but there is no worry about his life. I have a five-star clear miasma pill here, after taking it, Qiyun The real person will soon wake up, but the effect of the pill is limited, the toxins are clear and not clean, and he needs to spend a lot of time on his own to remove the poison.”

The Five-Star Clear Pill Pill is a higher-grade pill than the Sanqing Pill Pill refined by Qingyang, and its effect is much greater. However, compared to the toxins of the Golden Pill Phase Phantasy Spider in Qiyun Zhenren, there are some. Not enough to see, it can only play a part of the effect.

　　Wuyin Zhenren has managed so many things. Some is better than nothing. He took the pill and put it into Qiyun’s mouth, waiting for the effect of the medicine to take effect. After about a stick of incense, real person Qiyun’s breathing gradually became normal, and his face gradually improved.

Seeing that there was no problem in the head, the disciples in the Qingfeng Palace were relieved, Qing Yang stood behind and quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He didn’t expect this mission to be so dangerous, and it would be enough to lose some disciples. It was almost unexpected. Even the life of the head of the Qingfeng Temple was lost.

　　 If there is no support portal for the Qiyun real person in the late Jindan period, Qingfeng Temple will definitely decline gradually. It is not impossible to become a second-rate sect in the future. As a member of Qingfeng Temple, how can Qingyang not worry? Moreover, the monsters in the Yinfeng Gorge have not yet been wiped out. Without the real person Qiyun sitting in town, the Qingfeng Temple will lose the right to speak in the subsequent battles. Maybe it will be sent as cannon fodder by other leaders. That’s really them. The disaster of Qingfengdian disciples.

Fortunately, Dao Qiyun is not life-threatening, and there is also the Golden Core monk Wuyin elder in the Qingfeng Temple. Other schools should not easily turn their faces~www.wuxiax.com~ After about half an hour, the life of Qiyun is completely complete. He woke up, but the remaining poison in his body was unclear, and his body was so weak that True Person Qi Yun reluctantly sat up and said to the people: “I am fine for the time being. Don’t worry about me. The remaining poison in my body will last for a month or two at most. It will be cleared out, and it will not take long for the skill to gradually recover.”

At this time, several other heads also gradually gathered, Silverbeard Real Humanity said: “Real Person Qiyun, you are fine, this time, thanks to you, if you didn’t give up your life to kill the fantasy spider, we seven I am afraid that Daxianmen will really suffer heavy losses this time.”

　　 Qiyun Zhenren said: “There is no other way. In that situation, if I didn’t work hard, it was very likely that I would die in the opponent’s hands. I could only fight to the death.”

True Humanity Yinbeard said: “Major Qiyun does not need to be so humble. In any case, you have done a great job this time. You don’t need to worry about the future things. We will take care of all of them. We will not give you any credit. Less, you can heal your wounds with peace of mind.”

Reality Silverbeard’s words are sincere. The phantom spider poses too much threat to everyone. Everyone can’t feel at ease except for one day. Now Reality Qiyun has killed the phantom color spider and relieved everyone’s worries, and we will fight again later. Don’t worry about it when it’s time. Relying on real strength to fight, would human monks still be afraid of those demon cultivators?

　　 Madam Qiyun did not entangle this topic anymore, and instead asked, “Mr. Silverbeard, how is the situation now? How are the casualties of the various sects?”

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