Qingyang couldn't care about whether Wei Yufeng was dead or alive for the time being. After entering the Drunken Immortal Gourd, he completely relaxed. Because of several consecutive fierce battles and his tense spirit, now he was exhausted, injured, and nervous. The serious consumption of Nian and the sequelae of the Blood Burning Technique struck at the same time. Qingyang could no longer hold on and immediately fell to the square inside the Drunken Immortal Gourd.
I don't know how long it took before Qingyang woke up faintly. At this time, the sequelae of the burning blood operation completely broke out, but his energy and spirit recovered slightly, and he could barely sit up.
Qingyang forced himself to find half a jar of spiritual wine from Wuyou Sanren's stone chamber, and took a sip. The spiritual wine entered his stomach, and the ferocious energy spread into his body. Qingyang felt that the blood all over his body was boiling. The mountains were extremely hot, and the previous fatigue and lack of energy immediately disappeared. Even the deficiency of essence and blood caused by the use of the blood-burning technique was quickly replenished.
This half jar of spiritual wine has been stored in the Drunken Immortal Gourd for six or seven years, and the effect is better than before. If you encounter a cultivation bottleneck in the future, you might be able to break through with just this half jar of spiritual wine. Qingyang didn't dare to drink more and buried the remaining spirit wine in the ground again.
Then Qingyang found two elixirs for restoring vital energy and healing injuries from the Nawu Talisman, took them respectively, and then sat cross-legged on the ground to meditate and perform exercises to heal his injuries. Two hours later, Qingyang's true energy had recovered to 70% to 80%. Although it was not yet at its normal state, at least he could handle any danger he encountered.
After drinking the spirit wine, the sequelae of the blood-burning technique completely disappeared. Now the true energy has been restored. Only the injuries on the body cannot be healed in a short time. Qingyang quietly used a ray of spiritual thought to explore the Drunk Immortal Gourd, and found that the cave outside was quiet. The third-level living dead was not in the cave. He probably went to chase Wei Yufeng and had not returned yet.
The Drunk Immortal Gourd cannot move, so Qingyang is still in the lair of the third-level living dead. He must take advantage of this opportunity to escape from here as soon as possible, otherwise he will be stuck here when the living dead comes back. Not to mention whether he can catch up with the opening of the secret palace at the bottom of the river, staying here for a long time is also a kind of torture for him. If the third-level living dead does not go out for a long time, won't he have to stay in the Chaos Demon Valley completely? So in twenty years, will I also become a living dead?
Qingyang didn't dare to take this risk, so he flashed his body and emerged from the Drunk Immortal Gourd. However, when he came out, Qingyang had the Soul Gathering Flag in his hand. This flag was obtained by Qingyang from Zhenren Netherworld when he was in Yuling Mountain, and the remnant soul of the One-horned Ghost King has always been hidden inside.
The Soul-Gathering Flag is a ghost weapon, which is taboo for noble sects, so Qingyang has not dared to use it these years. Now that there are restrictions in the Chaos Demon Valley, the Alcoholic Bees and Iron-armed Monkeys can't help for the time being. Qingyang has no choice but to take out the Soul Gathering Flag. If he encounters the third-level living dead again, he hopes that at the critical moment, The One-Horned Ghost King can save his life.
With three flying swords guarding him in front of him and holding the Soul Gathering Flag in his hand, Qingyang walked cautiously towards the outside of the cave, fearing that the third-level living dead would suddenly break in. As a result, he was afraid of what would happen. As soon as Qingyang took a few steps, he saw a figure in front of him flash and block the entrance of the cave.
There is another person in the hands of the third-level living dead. Who is Wei Yufeng? Unexpectedly, Wei Yufeng used the escape talisman and was eventually caught by the living dead. He and Wei Yufeng were really destined. He didn't escape, and this guy was also captured.
However, looking at the condition of the two of them, it was obvious that they had gone through a fierce battle. There was a fist-sized wound on the chest of the living dead. You could almost see the internal organs inside, and blood was oozing out; one of the palms was cut off alive. Only two fingers were left on half of it; the injuries on his face were not minor, half of his face was bloody and it was unknown what kind of attack he suffered in the first place.
After all, Wei Yufeng was a direct descendant of the Golden Core cultivator, and he had many means of saving his life. The first time was because the incident happened suddenly and many treasures had no time to be used. After using the escape talisman this time, Wei Yufeng was fully prepared and had enough time to use these methods. Many treasures were activated in advance, and the result was that the living dead were injured like this. However, the final result was the same as last time. Wei Yufeng did not There was no escape from the grasp of the third-level living dead.
Wei Yufeng's condition was even more miserable. His body was covered in blood and flesh, and he had no idea how many serious injuries he had suffered. If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest and the breathing in and out, Qingyang would have thought that this kid was dead. However, he was not far from death in this situation. He was on the verge of death. It seemed that even if the third-level living dead let him go, it was hard to say whether he could get out of here on his own.
Qingyang did not hide in the Drunken Immortal Gourd anymore, because he knew that he would have a battle with the third-level living dead sooner or later. If he could not defeat the living dead, he might never be able to leave here. Now the third-level living dead was severely injured by Wei Yufeng. This is a good opportunity to take action yourself.
Seeing Qingyang, the third-level living dead was also stunned. He didn't expect that food would be delivered to his door automatically. He disappeared just now and reappeared again. He couldn't figure out this reason, so he didn't rush to do anything. He just stood quietly at the entrance. , blocking Qingyang's way.
Wei Yufeng also saw Qingyang, and his already desperate eyes suddenly had a glimmer of light. He summoned up his last bit of strength and said: "Fellow Taoist Qingyang, save me... This living dead man has been severely injured and his strength has been greatly reduced... As long as you rescue me, I can agree to any conditions..."
Qingyang is not a kind-hearted person. If there is a chance to get rid of someone like Wei Yufeng who has great hostility towards him, Qingyang will definitely kill him first to avoid future troubles. How could he save him? Qingyang ignored Wei Yufeng and didn't even bother to look at him. Instead, he stared at the third-level living dead in front of him, and the three-yuan sword array began to operate quietly.
At this moment, the third-level living dead moved.
There is no interference from the river in this cave, and the view is much better than underwater. There is also a certain distance between the two, giving Qingyang enough time to prepare this time. As soon as the third-level living dead made a move, Qingyang waved his hand and activated a top-quality magic talisman.
This talisman was prepared by Qingyang when he was in Qingfeng Palace. He had encountered danger many times before and had never been willing to use it. Now facing the third-level living dead, other methods may not work, so he had to secretly activate this talisman. Zhang has prepared the best talisman for a long time.
This is a top-quality wooden talisman, the Wuteng Trap Talisman. A spiritual light flashed in the air. On the ground where Qingyang and the living dead could only see, countless Wuteng with blue spikes suddenly appeared, like Countless hands stretched out from hell were flying randomly in the air.
