Cross To Be The Emperor

"Uncle! Are you okay!"

Luo Li's eyes were red, she broke away from Bai Zhinian and rushed over quickly, hugging Li Hengxuan's waist.

"You're bleeding, does it hurt, does it hurt..."

Looking at the blood continuously flowing from Li Hengxuan's shoulders, tears fell like rain. She stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to seal Li Hengxuan's wound.

But the two wounds on Li Hengxuan's shoulders were deeply visible.

He had no defense at all against the two sword qi just now, and Luo Li could block it with his hands. Blood continued to flow out from between her fingers, staining her blood and her white clothes red.

"Uh…"

Li Hengxuan was taken aback for a moment. Facing Luo Li like this, he was a little at a loss.

He quickly said: "Little Lolita, don't cry, in fact, this little injury is nothing to uncle."

"How could it be? I have lost so much blood. By the way, I have medicine. The master gave me a healing pill."

She hastily took out a green vial from the interspatial ring, and poured out two more pills from it. Not caring that the blood on her hands would stain the Xuan Dan red, she sobbed and said, "Just crush this Xuan Dan and sprinkle it on the wound, it will be all right, and uncle's wound can be healed."

"There's no need for that."

Li Hengxuan smiled slightly, and gently wiped away the tears on Luo Li's face.

To be honest, he seldom experienced the feeling of being cared for like this. Xiao Lian was one at the beginning, but there were very few of them afterwards.

It's not that there are no people who care about him like this, but that he rarely suffers such injuries.

This feeling is very strange, it feels good to be cared about.

Li Hengxuan said softly: "Uncle can recover by himself."

Luo Li didn't believe it, so she broke down in tears and said, "Uncle lied, how could it be possible. Such a serious injury, how could he recover by himself."

"If you don't believe me, look."

Li Hengxuan smiled and circulated his profound energy, but the bleeding stopped immediately when he saw his wound.

The profound energy unique to the holy-level kung fu of True Dragon Bashijue itself has a very strong effect on healing.

In addition, his physical body is much stronger than ordinary people.

That's why he dared to use his body against the sword energy of Gu Yun and Gu Dian, and rushed forward.

Immediately afterwards, the flesh and blood in his wound squirmed, and the bone-deep wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Bit by bit, not even a scar was left.

"What a domineering profound energy, what a strong physical body!"

Bai Zhinian, who was watching this scene, couldn't help being shocked.

She stepped forward slowly and said in a low voice: "Han Xuan, who the hell are you and why are you hiding your martial skills! You have such pure profound energy and such a powerful physical body, you can't just be a lone ranger!"

"hehe…"

Li Hengxuan smiled, pointed to the other side, and said softly: "Now what you should care about is not this, but that!"

That broken mirror!

The previous position was smashed by an eighth-level Wu Zong. Just now, Li Hengxuan grabbed Gu Yun and threw it towards this big hole.

At this moment, he was not smashed into pieces like the previous eighth-level Wuzong.

Instead, he went directly through the big hole in the broken mirror, to the other side of the stone bridge, the side hall with countless nurseries of spiritual things.

"He passed, he really passed, it turns out that the mirror image array is as simple as that!"

"Just open a big hole first, and then go through the hole!"

"What are you waiting for, hurry up and grab the spirits all over the place!"

Everyone yelled, yelling crazily.

Someone took off and jumped through this big hole. The huge distance of three feet is crazy, and the hole is one foot wide. This is not a problem for anyone present.

Just like what Li Hengxuan said to Bai Zhinian just now, what she should care about is not Li Hengxuan's identity, but the mirror image array that has been inexplicably broken at this moment.

Including Gu Feng, everyone jumped over!

It's just that the people who jumped over were not as excited as they were at the beginning, rushing to grab those heaven and earth spirits.

Instead, they all froze over there.

Until there are only four people left here, Li Hengxuan, Luo Li, Bai Zhinian and Bai Chen.

Bai Chen said in a low voice: "Senior sister, let's go too."

"No, there's nothing we imagined there. Right now, I'm more concerned about you, your identity, and who are you!" Bai Zhi read books and Li Hengxuan got into a fight.

"hehe……"

Li Hengxuan just laughed, without saying a word.

"Little Lolita, let's go too."

After saying that, he picked up Luo Li, leaped lightly, also crossed the big hole, and jumped to the other side of the mirror image.

Like everyone else, he was also stunned here, and didn't try to snatch the spirit objects he saw originally.

"Imagination, isn't it?"

At this moment, Bai Zhinian also jumped over, landed beside Li Hengxuan and said softly.

"Yeah, it's something in the imagination. Even the big monsters at the peak martial saint level may not be able to live for three thousand years, so how can these spiritual creatures in the nursery live for three thousand years?"

Li Hengxuan also smiled slightly, and looked at the nurseries ahead.

Piece by piece, the fields of spirit objects that can't be seen at a glance are all reclaimed in the underground palace of the Baizhan Hall, just like what they saw in the mirror image.

The field is full of all kinds of hungry spirits, the heavenly ones, the earthly ones, the number is innumerable.

But that was only in the past. In the past, this place may have been full of all kinds of spiritual things.

And now...

Li Chengfeng has been dead for three thousand years, and these nurseries have not been taken care of for three thousand years, and they have long since dried up. Not to mention the heaven-level and earth-level spirits inside, even the leaves and roots of the spirits are unlikely to be left behind.

All turned into soil in this nursery, no, it should be said to be fine sand!

Three thousand years have passed, and even the soil in these spiritual object fields has turned into fine sand, and there can no longer be any valuable things here.

"No, it's impossible! It's absolutely impossible!"

"I just saw a large area full of spiritual things!"

"Ying Rilan, You La Hua, seedless fruit, each of these things is unique, each flower and each fruit can be sold for millions of yuan, it is impossible not to have them!"

"There must be more, I don't believe there is nothing left!"

Someone yelled, and countless people screamed like crazy.

They are all lone rangers, and many of them are even ordinary warriors. Although they have reached the high level of martial arts cultivation, millions of stones are enough to drive him crazy.

At this moment, the countless spirits of heaven and earth, the countless primordial stones, which were full of hope and readily available, have turned into this piece of fine sand, how can they be reconciled.

"There must be more, there must be more in the sand! Seeds, yes, there must be seeds in these sands, as long as I find a seed, I will get rich!"

Someone shouted, and plunged into the fine sand in this nursery.

Tumbling, and even planing with hands, hoping to find a seed of a heaven and earth spirit.

Almost everyone, including Gu Feng, the disciple trained by the ancient sage himself, was plunged into the fine sand at this moment.

"Uncle, are they all crazy?"

Luo Li looked at the group of people with a look of pity, and asked Li Hengxuan in puzzlement.