I don’t know how long it took, but Yun Mo, who had fallen into a coma, finally woke up.
An extreme feeling of weakness came, and Yun Mo almost fainted again. After lying on the ground for a few minutes, Yun Mo slowly sat up cross-legged and began to inspect his injuries.
Just taking a glance at it, Yun Mo smiled bitterly.
At this time, Yun Mo was in terrible shape. His upper body was almost completely torn apart. An extremely hideous crack started from his right chest and went diagonally to the left side of his waist.
The dense white bones were clearly visible. This was the result of being cut by a large space wind blade. If Yun Mo had not sacrificed a few pieces of armor in the end, he would not only have had cracks on his chest, but also be directly divided into pieces. Two halves!
In addition, Yun Mo's arms were also stained with blood. Most of the flesh and blood had been cut away by the space wind blade, leaving only a little bit of flesh and blood hanging on it. The rest were covered with blood-colored bones.
This is just the upper body.
The lower body was even more miserable. It could be said that there were only white bones left. Only the inside of the right leg was still hanging with some bloody skin, which was shaking as if it might fall off in the next moment.
In addition, Yun Mo's exposed bones also had obvious cracks on them, and they were obviously on the verge of shattering.
This can be said to be the most tragic injury Yun Mo has suffered since his debut. Even if he was chased and killed before, and his true soul was burned, it would not be as bad as the damage he suffered this time.
Glancing at the high-grade spiritual stones beside him that had completely dimmed, Yun Mo slowly let out a breath. If he hadn't forcibly taken out hundreds of high-grade spiritual stones before unconsciousness, he would have died instead of coming back to life.
Because his Xuanqing Jiuyang can move on its own, with the help of the spiritual energy of the high-grade spiritual stone, he was brought back from the edge of death.
What Yun Mo is most fortunate about now is that although he is seriously injured, he is not missing an arm or a leg. This is a blessing among misfortunes!
Because as far as Yun Mo knows, the physical body of a monk is very important.
If it was lost directly, for example, in a space storm, if Yun Mo's arm was unfortunately cut off by a wind blade and then lost in the space storm.
His physical body is incomplete. Even if the missing arm is replaced by means in the future, it can be said to be of no avail. This will have an extremely huge impact on his future path.
Perhaps it would be possible for him to stop at his current level of cultivation.
Yun Mo quickly checked his injuries and found that there was no major problem. Yun Mo instantly entered the Xuan Fang Seal.
The reason why he did not dare to enter the Xuan Fang Seal before was because he was afraid that the space wind blade would take the Xuan Fang Seal away. If he fell into the black hole and ravine, he would be the same as dead.
Because he had no idea what would happen under the gully black hole.
The Xuan Fang Seal might not be destroyed, but he might not, and he could only stay in the Xuan Fang Seal forever and die alone.
Now that Yun Mo had entered the bluestone slab, he naturally no longer had to worry about this problem. He directly entered the Xuan Fang Seal and began to recover from his injuries.
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"Danqiu, you finally came out."
As soon as Luo Danqiu was teleported out, she saw her master Ji Yurong.
When Ji Yurong saw Luo Danqiu shouting in surprise, she quickly stepped forward to protect him. Before Luo Danqiu could react, Ji Yurong took Luo Danqiu's hand and wanted to leave quickly.
"Master, what are you..."
Luo Danqiu had just come out of the Tianxu, and his consciousness was already blurry. Now that Ji Yurong was holding his hand and he was about to leave, he subconsciously stopped and asked in a slightly doubtful tone.
"Stop talking and come with me."
Ji Yurong said, took Luo Danqiu's hand and activated the escape technique.
Only then did Luo Danqiu realize that something was wrong.
Luo Danqiu knew Ji Yurong very well. She had never been such a reckless and anxious person. No matter what she did, she would never lose her sense of proportion. This was the first time she acted in such a hurry. Moreover, she had just come out of Tianxu, and Ji Yurong should also do the same. I will care about her and talk to her about my experience in Tianxu first.
But now, she didn't. She only saw Ji Yurong's haste, or panic, as if he was worried about something.
Luo Danqiu felt heavy in his heart. Could it be that something happened to Zhengyixuanmen?
The reason why Luo Danqiu thought so was that, firstly, Ji Yurong was abnormal, and secondly, she knew that Zhengyixuanmen's monks stationed in Tianxu Square had more than a hundred disciples and four elders.
But now, except for her master, she can no longer see anyone else who is practicing Yixuanmen.
After knowing that something might happen to Zhengyixuanmen, Luo Danqiu did not continue talking and silently followed Ji Yurong to leave.
However, she suddenly found that Ji Yurong, who was about to use the escape technique to leave, froze up, and even the escape technique that was about to be launched stopped strangely.
Then, Luo Danqiu suddenly felt cold all over, and her soul began to tremble. She felt an extremely powerful momentum appearing in front of her.
Facing this momentum, Luo Danqiu felt that in front of the owner of this momentum, she could not make any resistance, and she would only die.
Even now, she is already a monk at the first level of pill gathering.
"You have the aura of the Nine Transformations of Soul. I hope you are the person I am looking for. I have been looking for so long that I am about to lose my patience..."
An extremely plain voice came, followed by a purple-haired young man who landed directly in front of Luo Danqiu. He ignored Ji Yurong beside her and raised his hand to grab her.
"Senior, please stop..."
Ji Yurong's expression changed drastically when she saw this. As a third-level Nascent Soul monk, she was restrained by the powerful aura of the purple-haired young man, but she was still able to speak.
Seeing the purple-haired young man grabbing Luo Danqiu, she quickly spoke to stop him.
Ji Yurong was so anxious to take Luo Danqiu away because she was afraid of this purple-haired young man, or it would be best to say that she was afraid.
Because since the purple-haired young man fell into the trap a few days ago, some monks in Tianxu were approached by this person.
The other party seemed to be looking for someone, but never found him.
And these people who were approached by the purple-haired young man all ended up with their souls wiped out and died!
And everyone who came out alive from Tianxu was actually considered an elite disciple in the sect. To die in such an unexplained way would naturally cause dissatisfaction among some powerful people in the sect.
However, after several monks in the late Nascent Soul stage and even a monk in the Xu Zhen stage were crushed to death by this purple-haired young man with great ease, no one dared to say no anymore, and no one jumped out to find the purple-haired young man. Trouble.
They completely acquiesced in the actions of the purple-haired young man. The only thing they could do was to pray that the purple-haired young man would quickly find the person he was looking for and then leave quickly.
The purple-haired young man ignored Ji Yurong's words and seemed to be anxious to catch Luo Danqiu. He did not kill Ji Yurong, but simply used his momentum to send the latter flying away.
Luo Danqiu no longer cared about Ji Yurong, who was sent flying out, because she had been completely restrained by the aura of the purple-haired young man, unable to move or even speak.
The distance between Luo Danqiu and the purple-haired young man was several meters, but the purple-haired young man just raised his hand to grab Luo Danqiu, as if he was grabbed directly by an invisible big hand, and quickly flew towards the purple-haired young man. 's location.
"As a powerful person in the late stage of Shenhe, fellow Taoist, you treat a little girl in the Dan Ju stage like this. Don't you think it's too shameless and excessive?"
Just when Luo Danqiu was about to fall into the hands of the purple-haired young man, a slow and sarcastic voice came, and the flying Luo Danqiu was suspended in the void.
The next moment, Luo Danqiu flew backwards uncontrollably, and was finally caught by a hand that looked extremely delicate and white, like mutton-fat jade.
The purple-haired young man raised his eyebrows and looked at the owner of the palm behind Luo Danqiu.
