Rain after a long drought … This was probably the best way to describe Xu Qi'an's current state.
Strictly speaking, he was already dead just now. The moment the thunder spear exploded in his body, thunder and lightning and the power of the five elements wreaked havoc. His vitality was severed, and his heaven and earth two souls left his body.
Nalan Tianlu had forcefully exerted himself and paid a certain price to temporarily recover to Peak Rank-2. The power of that Thunder Spear had directly exceeded the limit that a Rank-3 Warrior could withstand.
Fortunately, the Alchemist Image within the Buddha's Pagoda was able to regenerate flesh and bones from the dead.
This was also the reason why Xu Qi'an dared to bet his life with Nalan Tianlu.
"My current level is almost at the early stage of Level Three, while Nalan Tianlu is at the peak of Level Two, the difference is more than a grade. Fortunately, I used the Single Saber Slash of Heaven and Earth and the righteous energy of the Confucian school to weaken the lightning spear. "
Xu Qi'an still had lingering fears.
After noticing the breakthrough of "Broken Jade", Xu Qi 'an kept his biggest trump card and used the Broken Jade to bet his life with Nalan Tianlu.
As he communicated with the Pagoda Spirit, he confirmed that the Pagoda Spirit was fine and could save him in time. Thus, to ensure his survival, he added two layers of protection to himself. One was the Single Blade of Heaven and Earth, and the other was the Confucian School's Noble Righteousness.
To weaken the power of the lightning spear.
He won the bet and survived in the end. No, to be precise, he was successfully saved.
This was the blessing of luck.
"It's a pity that my Broken Jade has just made a breakthrough, so I can't return 100% of the damage to the opponent. Otherwise, Nalan Tianlu might have been reduced to ashes on the spot."
Xu Qi'an looked at Dongfang Wanrong, who was screaming miserably, and felt pity for her.
The damage returned by Shattered Jade would decrease to a certain extent. Right now, he could only return around 60% of the damage.
It was a gamble to see whose life was tougher.
Dongfang Wanrong was actually affected. The target of the Broken Jade Return was Nalan Tianlu, not Dongfang Wanrong.
The reason why she was in such a miserable state was because Nalan Tianlu was residing in her body, so he was implicated.
If it was returned to her directly, she would have turned into ashes long ago with her mere Fourth Stage strength.
Li Lingsu hovered in the air not far away. He did not approach, nor did he leave, in case someone took the opportunity to finish him off.
However, his eyes were not on Xu Qi 'an. He was paying close attention to Dongfang Wanrong's situation. The Holy Son frowned, worried about his old lover's situation.
Miao Youfang also stopped and climbed up a withered tree. He hated that he couldn't fly.
…
"An eye for an eye?"
"Apothecary Dharmic Idol!!"
Du Fan and Du Nan shouted at the same time. They were both shocked and angry.
He was shocked because he didn't understand why Dongfang Wanrong would suffer a backlash and suffer the same attack as Xu Qi 'an.
This kind of method was simply unheard of.
He was angry because once the Apothecary Dharma Idol appeared, Xu Qi 'an's life would most likely be saved.
The Nine Great Dharma Forms of Buddhism were created by the Buddha, and they were supreme techniques. Each of the Dharma Forms possessed unfathomable abilities.
The Apothecary Dharma Idol didn't have any attack power, but it could bring people back from the dead and change their fate.
During the Jiazi Demon-slaying Campaign, the Bodhisattva Faji displayed the Pharmacist's Dharma Form and saved countless Buddhist disciples and vajras.
Except for some special methods, or the soul being destroyed on the spot, the Apothecary Dharma Idol could save anyone.
Now that the Apothecary Dharma Idol had appeared, even if Xu Qi 'an had died just now, he could most likely be saved.
On the other hand, Nalan Yushi seemed to have suffered unimaginable damage from the fluctuations of his soul.
Dongfang Wanrong's dress was scorched black and there were many holes in it from the explosion of the electric arc. She struggled to support her body and sat cross-legged.
A faint blood light rose from her body, flickering like a candle in the wind.
At this time, the dark clouds that shrouded the War Hounds Mountain began to dissipate and the heavy rain turned into light rain. The storm that had lost the support of the Rain Master finally receded.
"Nalan Yushi, how is your situation?"
Du Nan's Guardian Deity stepped forward.
Dongfang Wanrong was silent, as if she didn't even have the strength to speak.
Nalan Tianlu used the Blood Spirit Technique to stimulate the potential of his disciple's body and heal her injuries, but this body was already an arrow at the end of its flight, so the Blood Spirit Technique couldn't be used without help.
Therefore, the healing effect was limited.
"Elder sister!"
The sound of breaking air was heard as Dongfang Wanqing flew back. She looked at Dongfang Wanrong's tragic appearance, her face was pale and her eyes were filled with panic.
"Pills … …"
Nalan Tianlu's tired voice came from Dongfang Wanrong's body.
Dongfang Wanqing hurriedly took out all the healing pills, pried open Dongfang Wanrong's mouth and stuffed them in.
After a while, the rising blood light became slightly stronger.
"Not enough!"
Nalan Tianlu's voice was hoarse and tired.
A Sorcerer's body was too fragile, without the tenacity and vitality of a Warrior, their self-healing ability was not good.
"No, no more … …"
Dongfang Wanqing said with a sobbing tone.
She was not a Warlock or a Daoist Priest, so where did she get so many pills?
"Two masters, do, do you have any pills?"
Dongfang Wanqing pursed her lips and asked for help from Du Nan and Du Fan.
"Amitabha, this poor monk did not bring any pills."
The two Vajras shook their heads.
Although the self-healing ability of a Vajra was far inferior to that of a Grade 3 Warrior, it was definitely better than most of the healing pills in the world.
Unless it was the best quality pills refined by a Supervisor, otherwise, the so-called healing pills were of little value to a Vajra.
Dongfang Wanqing looked up at the Wind Riding Boat. She knew that Ji Xuan did not lack pills.
But the Wind Riding Boat was too high, and she could not fly up.
The Wind Riding Boat was quiet. Ji Xuan did not seem to want to save Dongfang Wanrong.
A whistling sound came from behind, and a small sword dragging a sachet flew over and nailed at Dongfang Wanqing's feet.
She glanced at the sachet, and then turned her head to look at Li Lingsu, who was floating in the distance.
Dongfang Wanqing opened the sachet, took out a few porcelain bottles from it, and sniffed them to identify the attributes of the pills.
She picked some healing pills and fed them to Dongfang Wanrong.
Only then did her sister's injury stabilized.
Nalan Tianlu breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly:
"I am no longer able to fight. Two masters, please help yourself."
Forcibly raising his realm had damaged his foundation, and then he was bitten by the power of the Thunder Spear. He was already extremely weak.
… …
Twists and turns!
For the Wulin League, when the situation fell to the bottom, there was a sudden turn, and then it broke through the sky and skyrocketed.
The change was so big and fast that it left their brains in a state of confusion.
A few seconds later, screams and cheers exploded, mixed with the sound of a woman crying tears of joy.
Young Master Liu took a deep breath and looked around. He found that most people still had fear and sorrow on their faces, but their mouths were either cheering or making pointless, pointless screams.
A moment ago, everyone thought that Xu Yinluo would definitely die.
The next moment, the situation was reversed. The god-like woman was suddenly seriously injured and could not get up. At this time, Xu Yinluo was hovering in the air, and the pagoda above his head sprinkled golden light to protect him.
"Xu Yinluo actually won."
"I was scared to death …"
"Too strong. He is worthy of being the most outstanding genius of the younger generation of our Central Plains."
"What method did he use just now? Why did the Rain Master suddenly get seriously injured?"
After venting their emotions, everyone began to talk at once.
He actually killed a Second Grade Rain Master … Young Master Liu had already learned the identity of the woman from Alliance Master Cao and other elders.
The Second Grade Rain Master of the Witchcraft Religion.
In his eyes, a Second Grade Rain Master was a god-like existence.
"The leader is right. Xu Yinluo has never been defeated, never been defeated …"
Young Master Liu heard Rong 'rong's voice and looked in the direction of the voice. She was grabbing her master's hand and speaking emotionally. There were still traces of tears on her face.
Young Master Liu shifted his gaze and looked at the back of the fairy-like perfect figure. Her back was facing Wan Hua Lou's disciples, and she stood at the edge of the cliff. Her gaze had never left Xu Yinluo.
Young Master Liu frowned.
"But, aren't there still two Buddhist Vajras? And it seems that Xu Yinluo can no longer fight …"
These words were like a bucket of cold water that splashed over everyone's heads, extinguishing their joy and excitement.
The scene fell silent.
Everyone looked at him.
…
"This poor monk understands."
Asura Jingang glanced at Du Nan and motioned for him to calm down. "Don't use it unless it's absolutely necessary."
Du Nan nodded.
Galo Tree Bodhisattva had given them a drop of blood essence. This drop of blood essence that contained the power of the Vajra Dharma was used as a last resort.
This so-called blood essence was not ordinary blood, but blood that had been refined with the power of the Vajra.
What Xu Qi 'an had given Cao Qingyang was similar.
The power of the Vajra Dharma was too overbearing. Even a Third Grade Vajra would not be able to control it well.
If they used it recklessly, the power of the Vajra Dharma might cause their bodies to explode or leave behind hidden injuries that would be difficult to cure.
Furthermore, if they could defeat the Arhat and the Wulin League without using the Bodhisattva's blood essence, they could keep the blood essence for themselves. They could slowly digest it and understand the Vajra Dharma within.
Galo Tree Bodhisattva would not ask for the blood essence back since he had given it to them.
"Master Yushu, go ahead and heal yourself. Leave him to this poor monk."
The Asura Vajra took a step forward and walked toward Xu Qi 'an. He soon reached the edge of the cliff and stepped into the air as if he was walking on flat ground.
"Xu Qi 'an, the patience of the Buddhists is limited. You've made them your enemy time and time again. Join forces with Luo Yuheng to capture the Crossing Arhat.
"Since this poor monk is the Guardian Vajra, it is only right for me to kill the thief for the Buddhists."
He seemed to be walking slowly, but in fact, he was ready to go. He had his eyes locked on Xu Qi 'an.
The Buddhists' target was Xu Qi 'an, whether to kill him or to save him.
In comparison, other than the people of Hidden Dragon City who wanted to get rid of the Wulin League, Nalan Tianlu and the two Vajras had the following priorities in mind:
Xu Qi 'an, Dragon Breath, and the Wulin League!
If Xu Qi 'an didn't come, they would stop Dragon Breath and destroy the Wulin League.
Once Xu Qi 'an supported the Wulin League, he would become the primary target of both sides.
At this time, Xu Qi 'an's injuries had stabilized. New tender skin had grown under his carbonized skin, and the vitality in his body was slowly recovering.
He calmly looked at the Asura Vajra, who was full of killing intent, and smiled.
"A quarter of an hour has passed."
What? The Asura Vajra frowned. He didn't understand what he meant.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the stone door that had been buried by the rolling stones exploded without warning, and countless stones flew in the air.
A bright blade light filled with murderous intent swept out from the stone door and slashed at the Asura Vajra.
The old man from the Wulin League? The Asura Vajra's premonition of danger allowed him to dodge in advance, avoiding the bright blade light.
After the blade light missed, it quickly disappeared into the void.
The Asura Vajra suddenly leaned to the side, and in the next moment, a blade light slashed out from the void above his head, brushing past him.
Then, it disappeared into the void again.
It won't disappear until it hits the enemy?
The Asura Vajra raised his thick eyebrows. He had a premonition of danger on his left side, and he didn't dodge anymore. His fist shone with golden light as he punched out.
It collided with the blade light that came from the left side.
Amidst the muffled explosion, the Asura Vajra was sent flying. He looked down in shock at his mangled right fist.
That blade intent had broken his Vajra Body?
Suddenly, almost everyone turned to look at the cave. A figure walked out of the dark cave.
The most eye-catching thing about him was his white hair, which was like a blanket behind him, dragging on the ground.
His eyebrows hung on both sides of his face, and his beard hung down to his chest.
He was naked, without any clothes to cover his body. His body, which had not been exposed to the sun all year round, looked like a beautiful white jade. He was muscular and tall.
He looked like an old man in his fifties. There were some wrinkles on his face, but he didn't look old.
His facial features were like a sculpture, and he must have been a handsome man when he was young.
"Old Ancestor?!"
Cao Qingyang murmured.
The group of Martial Union martial artists behind him were similarly dazed, surprised, and worried.
"This is our Wulin League's Old Ancestor?"
"Yes, this is the Old Ancestor. He looks similar to the portrait."
After a brief moment of confusion, they gradually recognized the old man who had sealed himself for hundreds of years. He matched the portrait hanging in the Ancestral Hall.
"Why did the Old Ancestor break through at this time? H-wasn't he in a bad state? "
Fu Jingmen's expression changed slightly as he spoke.
"Could it be that he saw that Xu Yinluo was in trouble, so he forcefully broke through?"
He didn't say anything else.
Everyone's expression changed drastically. If that was the case, the price the Old Ancestor had to pay for forcefully breaking through was unimaginable.
After this battle, the pillar of the Wulin League would collapse. This was a loss that the Wulin League couldn't bear.
"T-this …" Someone trembled and couldn't say a word.
Cao Qingyang was the only one who knew about the Nine-Colored Lotus Root. He was about to explain when he heard Xu Qi 'an laugh.
"Old Ancestor, you've finally come out. If you didn't break through, I would have turned around and left."
He hid in the Buddha's Pagoda and left.
The old man laughed.
"Thank you, Xu Yinluo, for helping me break through with the Nine-Colored Lotus Root. I've advanced to the second grade, and joy comes to me! "
His voice was loud and clear.
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