The meaty Ganoderma lucidum looks meaty and melts in your mouth. The liquid flowed into his abdomen and exploded instantly. The warm current was like an erupting volcano, flowing through his limbs and veins. The unparalleled life essence made Liu Wei'an think he had arrived in heaven.
The wound on his left hand was itching. Liu Wei'an tore off the bandaged clothes. The clothes stuck to his flesh. When he pulled them, the pain made him sweat. Yan'er thought something was wrong with him and was so frightened that she wanted to stop him, but immediately stopped, her beautiful eyes widened, as if she had seen a ghost.
The bones were derived from the wrist and grew into the shape of hand bones in the blink of an eye. Flesh and blood sprouted out like mushrooms after the rain. In just ten seconds, the left hand grew into shape, as white as jade, with white lining. rosy. Much better looking than the right hand.
"Master, your body -" Yan'er looked up and was shocked. The skinny Liu Wei'an disappeared, replaced by the tall, straight, plump, and strong Liu Wei'an. The sequelae of being tortured by the Weeping Blood Curse disappeared and he returned to the state of his heyday.
"So strong!" Liu Wei'an opened his eyes and smiled happily. The Ganoderma lucidum not only restored his physical body to its former self, but also repaired various hidden injuries in his body. His essence, energy, and spirit reached an unimaginable state.
Except for the fact that his skills have not recovered, he is now healthier than anyone else. Not all the essence of Ganoderma lucidum is consumed. The excess energy accumulates in the body and will emerge when needed, which is very magical.
"Master, are you all well?" Yan'er is the happiest person, and Master is her god.
"Okay." Liu Wei'an didn't tell the truth, not wanting to worry Yan'er, so he picked up another piece of Ganoderma lucidum and stuffed it into the swordsman's mouth.
"You are seeking death!" Great God Wang Er roared. Li Qingchuan and Ji Wushen were also extremely angry and attacked at the same time. However, Liu Wei'an's formation skills were so powerful that they couldn't break an ancient rune even after dozens of attacks.
The swordsman's condition was very poor. In that dark space, he was soaked in blood and water. In addition to his body almost melting, his eight extraordinary meridians were also severely damaged. Just now he forced the knife out again and almost died from the backlash.
However, none of this is a problem. When a piece of Ganoderma lucidum is taken down, the extremely rich life essence quickly repairs the swordsman's body. The overflowing energy forms a milky white mist outside the body. In five or six seconds, all the strange phenomena disappear, and the sword The guest stood up and his injuries healed.
"Thank you!" A flash of gratitude flashed in the swordsman's eyes. He was not completely unconscious and still had some consciousness. Liu Wei'an saved him several times and he could see clearly.
"No need to thank you, we're just using each other." Liu Wei'an scooped up the rest of the Ganoderma lucidum in his hand. The swordsman just watched and did not fight.
Boom——
The runes were shattered, and Wang Er, Li Qingchuan and Ji Wushen came to kill them.
"See you later!" Liu Wei'an waved his right hand, and the mysterious power spread out in wisps. In the blink of an eye, a passage was revealed where there was nothing, and he pulled Yan'er on the road. Just after leaving, the fastest Ji Wushen arrived and pointed out.
The fingers are light and seem to be weak. The swordsman standing on the side felt strong uneasiness. This finger made him feel the taste of death. He could not imagine the pressure he would endure if he was directly attacked by this finger.
As soon as his hand fell on the handle of the knife, the path exploded and turned into a black hole. This black hole had no suction. On the contrary, it emitted expansion force, and the void fragments shot out in all directions. Ji Wushen's eyes shrank, he couldn't continue with this instruction, and he retreated hundreds of meters. Also retreating was the swordsman. This kind of power was too terrifying and he didn't dare to provoke it. I breathed a sigh of relief, Liu Wei'an and Yan'er were gone.
With Liu Wei'an's attainments in formations, he could still live happily in this ruins even if he had no skills.
"Where is this place?" Yan'er tightly grasped the corner of Liu Wei'an's clothes and followed him step by step. Liu Wei'an frowned and looked at this world. It was cold, dark, and damp. The ground was reddish-brown, exuding the faint trace of decay, and white bones could be seen everywhere. The trees are all withered, and the whole world is like a gray ink painting without any color. The only living thing is the crow on the dead tree.
"Quack...Quack..."
The sound is so scary that it would be better not to hear it at all.
There were so many formations in the ruins that were scary. Liu Wei'an loved and hated them at the same time. He loved that he could use the power of the formations to get out of crisis, but he hated that the formations were so extensive and profound that he couldn't understand many of them. Like now, he just wanted to get rid of the pursuit of Ji Wushen and others, and then go back to pick up the remaining weapon. As a result, he ended up in a strange place inexplicably, and he couldn't get out.
"Don't be afraid, this place looks safer." Liu Wei'an patted Yan'er on the shoulder.
He found no trace of the induction formation. He has some experience with ruins. The more dense the formations are, the more dangerous it is. Where there is no formation, there is basically no danger. Setting up the formation is also a very tiring task. The original creator of the ruins did not have anything to do when he was full.
"The crow's eyes are red." Yan'er whispered, not daring to look directly at the crow.
"It's okay, maybe it's because the crows here are of different species and the light is too dark, so they have evolved infrared rays." Liu Wei'an said with a smile. As soon as he finished speaking, a crow shot out like a sharp arrow, aiming at a pile of bones.
"Do not kill me--"
Bones were scattered in all directions, and a figure rushed out, running for his life in a panic, his expression extremely frightened. His speed was very fast, faster than any master Liu Wei'an had ever seen, but - the crow cawed.
Gua——
The voice was no different from the previous cry, but there was a strange power of death spreading. The figure was shaken, his soul was shattered, and he died instantly. The body rushed tens of meters due to inertia and fell to the ground with a thud. The crow flew to the corpse, pecked open the skull, and sucked the brains with an expression of enjoyment.
Liu Wei'an paused and couldn't walk anymore. He suddenly remembered some kind of legendary crow, the soul-chasing messenger from hell. If it crows, someone will die. Suddenly, his hair suddenly stood up. On top of the dead tree, a crow turned its head and looked at him. Its red eyes exuded a strange light, as if it was smiling.
Gua——
Before he could think of a countermeasure, the crow cawed, and the extremely strange power of death spread, gathering into an invisible sharp arrow in mid-air, and lightning struck. At the critical moment, Yan'er rushed forward and blocked the front.
"Don't -" Liu Wei'an was shocked. He lost all his skills and his reaction was half a beat too slow. He watched helplessly as Yan'er was hit by a strange force.
boom--
An indescribable terrifying cold air erupted from Yan'er's body, crossing the earth, freezing the whole world in an instant. In an instant, everything turned into an ice sculpture, a vast expanse of white. White bones, dead trees, and crows, except Liu Wei'an, avoided the cold air when it reached him.
Liu Wei'an barely touched Yan'er's body with his hand, and then took it back bit by bit. Looking at the world of ice and snow, he redefined the power in Yan'er's body.
