"That's not right!" Chi Lingzi suddenly reminded urgently at the same time that the box entered Zhou Yang's body.
Zhou Yang seemed to hear it, but also didn't seem to hear it. He shook his head and felt dizzy.
Chi Lingzi was so anxious that he used the Red Divine Sword to hit his soul directly.
Zhou Yang woke up in pain and thought something was wrong, so he pulled away and retreated.
However, it was still too late. The statue of the general had already raised its right foot, passed the puppet in some unknown way, and struck Zhou Yang directly.
Zhou Yang flew away in response, blood flowed wildly, and the sound of broken bones was heard.
He was seriously injured in one move and was poisoned!
Unable to use his magical powers, and with his body seriously injured, Zhou Yang fell to the ground, with large amounts of blood staining the bone powder on the ground red.
"Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang..." Chi Lingzi called over and over again.
However, his consciousness became increasingly blurred. Not only did there be no movement, but there was also no response, until he completely lost consciousness.
At this moment, in the hollows of the eyes of the white skull on the throne, a spark suddenly flashed twice.
"Bang!"
Outside the water curtain barrier, the flower dragon was chattering and complaining. Suddenly, something shot out from the barrier, knocking its huge body away.
"Damn it, who is this!"
"Brother monk!"
"Owner!"
"Fellow Daoist Zhou!"
First there was the furious voice of the flower dragon, and then there were the screams of Yuan Yi and other three-headed monsters, as well as Kuwami.
Yuan Yi picked up Zhou Yang and called out anxiously, but he was still unconscious and his face was extremely pale.
"What's going on?" Yuan Yi was anxious.
"He is seriously injured and needs urgent treatment." Jiu Yi took Zhou Yang's pulse and said with a frown.
"My spiritual consciousness cannot be used, and the stored treasure cannot be opened at all. How can I save this?" Yuan Yi was a little anxious.
She glanced at him for a long time and said nothing. Instead, she raised her hand and condensed a drop of blood.
"Can your essence and blood save lives?" Hua Jiao came over with a pair of bright triangular eyes.
Jiu felt a slight chill in his heart, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous dragon.
Ignoring the flower dragon, he opened Zhou Yang's mouth and fed him the drop of blood.
In just a moment, Zhou Yang's pale face looked better.
Jiu condensed two drops again and fed them to him, and his face slowly turned red.
"I'll do it." Weiye condensed three drops of blood essence and fed them to Zhou Yang.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Yang finally woke up.
"You finally woke up!" Yuan Yi sighed.
"Thank you two fellow Taoists for saving me!" Zhou Yang hugged his fists to Jiu Hewei.
He could feel the scent of the two people's essence and blood.
"It's fine if nothing happens, it's fine if nothing happens." Jiu waved his hand.
"Let me tell you, what's going on inside, and how many treasures did you get?" Hua Jiao asked anxiously.
Zhou Yang glanced at it and said angrily: "Don't you have eyes? I almost died in there, what a treasure!"
The flower dragon was frustrated, but still refused to give in. He muttered: "My demon power is almost exhausted, and I can't even see the hair of the treasure. This time I will suffer a big loss."
"Alas, I only collected a few puppets, but the last two should be at the level of quasi-gods. They were beaten out with just one move." Zhou Yang sighed helplessly.
"Quasi-god level!" A crowd of people and demons took a breath of cold air.
The puppets are all at the quasi-god level, so isn’t the owner of the tomb even stronger?
Zhou Yang nodded slightly.
That statue should also be a puppet, and it must be a quasi-god-level puppet, otherwise it would never have seriously injured itself in one move and knocked it out of the main tomb chamber.
The key is that there is not just one quasi-god-level puppet, but two.
A quasi-god or quasi-demon emperor might not come out alive if he goes in, let alone him.
In the end, he came out. This should be due to the blood of the Celestial Clan.
The statue puppet did not strike the second blow, otherwise his nine lives would not be enough.
There is another point that Zhou Yang did not say.
After waking up, he had some more memories in his mind, some memories of the Tongtian Holy Sect.
It seemed like some memories were forcibly implanted at the moment he flew out.
After leaving the underground tomb, Jiu summoned his star battleship, let a group of human monsters enter, and then took off, preparing to leave the forest continent and go to the Green Star.
However, at this moment, a white light suddenly flashed in the forest far away, and a huge battleship froze in mid-air.
Although this is just an ordinary god-level battleship, the fact that it is frozen in mid-air is definitely the work of a person who is at the peak of the later stage of the God of God, or even a powerful person at the peak of the God of God.
The hatch opened wide, and the giant falcon rushed down first, followed closely by the flower dragon and other demon kings, Kuwami.
Zhou Yang was seriously injured and did not leave the ship, but he released all his spiritual consciousness and swept in the direction of the attack. The next moment his pupils shrank sharply.
Although the person who made the move was a stranger, the aura he gave off made him extremely familiar.
"Second Elder!"
The second elder was not dead, at least his soul was still there, but he actually took another person's body, which was beyond Zhou Yang's expectation.
"Elder Qi, you are actually still alive!" After seizing the body, the second elder flew up into the sky. After a few ups and downs, he avoided the attacks of the giant falcon and other demon kings and came to the battleship.
"Don't be impatient!" Zhou Yang hurriedly summoned several demon kings and Jiu Hewei, asking them to wait outside, and then let the two elders enter the battleship.
"Oh, I can still see my old friend. God has been kind to Zhuo!" When the second elder saw Zhou Yang, his nose became sour and he almost shed tears.
The second elder's surname is Zhuo Mingchi. He is not from the four major races in Taiwei Star Territory, but he has a very important identity. He is the direct disciple of Long Dao, the master of Tianshen Temple.
This status gives him a very special position in the Presbyterian Church, and his power is no less than that of the Great Elder.
However, what he looks like now is a gray-haired old man with a very unstable aura. He is in the early stage of god control, sometimes in the middle stage, and sometimes in the late stage.
"Second Elder, please sit down quickly. Sit down quickly." The Second Elder had just used his seriously injured body to display his great magical power, which caused the state to be unstable and his aura to fluctuate greatly.
"Your breath is also very unstable, and it seems that you are seriously injured." The second elder took a breath, glanced at Zhou Yang, shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Second Elder..." Zhou Yang just wanted to ask about the battle, but Zhuo Chi waved his hand and said: "We will discuss this matter later. The top priority is to return to Taiwei Star Territory in advance. Deputy Palace Master Shan is too seriously injured. Only the palace master can save him."
"Deputy Master Shan!" Zhou Yang was stunned.
"Alas, the battleship was completely destroyed, and we were seriously injured. Otherwise, how could I have valued your ship?" Zhuo Chi shook his head.
"Where is the deputy master of the mountain?" Zhou Yang looked concerned, but countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
When Haijiang asked him to go to the Demon Realm to die, Shan Xiao didn't say a word. He was not a good person, so he died as soon as he died.
Moreover, he now has five puppets at the peak of the Royal God. If Shan Xiao is seriously injured, he can definitely kill him.
However, the hatred between the two is not that deep, and he has to return to the Taiwei Star Territory, so he can't do anything.
