The ball carried Xiaonan and Xu Xiaolei forward quickly, and the black fog flew to the sides quickly. Suddenly, it felt like it was passing through a layer of film and entering the water, ripples ripples arose.

Fun Xiaonan looked at the dark ground all over the surrounding area with gray-brown stones and no space for plants. Unlike the Soul-Slaying Abyss outside, although it was filled with churning black fog and had a great sense of oppression to the spiritual consciousness, there were still sparse trees.

There was a white mist floating in the air, and the spiritual energy was quite thin. I nodded in my heart. The Soul-falling Abyss was indeed mysterious and there was a sudden space barrier here. If an ordinary master, I would be afraid that as soon as I entered it, I would turn my head.

I touched Lingxi on my chest, but fortunately there was no abnormality, which indicated that there was not much danger around me. However, for safety reasons, after Xiaonan injected a stream of spiritual power into Lingxi, no breath could be sensed around me. But I still spread the spiritual power to about forty or fifty feet to prevent a sudden attack.

Looking at Xu Xiaolei on Qiuqiu's body, she was still dizzy, and the blood on her clothes had not dried yet. Xiao Nan felt a slight pain in her heart.

Although the two have been separated for a long time and have not even had any substantial development relationship back then, this indescribable feeling cannot be curbed.

Just like when he saw the other party in desperate situation, he suddenly lost his composure and rushed forward, causing both sides to suffer losses. At this moment, looking at the other party's appearance, even a trace of mist appeared in his eyes. Looking at the figure in front of him, his vision was a little blurred.

I just regret that I am still just a semi-saint now. If I have the cultivation level of a true saint, how could I tolerate the demon tiger being freely?

It’s still because my cultivation is not high enough, otherwise such a thing would not have happened. Xiao Nan gritted his teeth hard and had to find a way to speed up his cultivation and impact the saint realm.

At present, I am trapped in such a strange and dangerous environment. I must find a safe place to heal Xiaolei's injuries. I am afraid that the longer I delay, the more severe Xiaolei's injuries will be.

I rode the ball slowly and walked towards the front about a stick of incense. A huge stone appeared in front of me, the large one was hundreds of meters high, and the smallest one was one or two meters. A stone forest was formed in an orderly manner.

Xiaonan finally found a relatively large stone cave, which was dimly lit. He took out a copper lamp from the ring, carefully carried Xu Xiaolei down from the ball, lay flat on a larger stone slab, and then arranged a concealment and defensive magic array at the entrance of the cave.

Looking at the ball beside me, I don’t know if it was because of swallowing the dragon-binding rope, or because of the lack of spiritual energy and gloomy soul-falling abyss, I was confused, but now I have returned to the size of a fist, floating beside Xiaonan, motionless, and fell asleep directly.

Back to Xu Xiaolei, sat cross-legged, stuffed a few tablets of Huiling Pills and Diliu Pills into his mouth, adjusted his breathing slightly, and as the medicinal power spread, the spiritual power also recovered a little.

Concentrating spiritual consciousness, I carefully checked Xiaolei's injuries throughout his body, and found that the tendons and veins on his chest were broken, and several bones were broken. One inch downwards was the heart. If the heart was damaged, it would be even more troublesome.

In addition, the loss of a lot of blood was indeed too serious. The residual breath of the demon tiger caused the breath to be very weak and he fell into a state of dizziness.

If the semi-saint had not improved their physique qualitatively, even at the peak of the magical power realm, they would have died long ago.

Xiaonan took out all the various spiritual pills exchanged from the Baolou and the spiritual medicines obtained from Yunmengze from the Na Ring. He pondered for a moment, and finally picked up the essence of the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth obtained by chance in Yunmengze, and contained a jade bottle with only half of Hanling wood milk left.

Such spiritual medicine can already be of similar value to the colorful jade lotus root given to Sister Yun Ling. No matter what serious injury is, even if you break your hands and feet, as long as your head is still there, you can heal it with a drop, and you can even get rid of external demons.

Originally, it was accurately left to my younger brother Xiaobei to eliminate the external demons, but Xu Xiaolei was seriously injured like this. In the desperate situation of spiritual cultivation, there were many dangers. If she brought a seriously injured person, Xiaonan would not be able to ensure safety.

Besides, Xiaolei became like this, and it was indirectly related to herself. When she was in the Shu Xiu Dongyuan University, she looked bright and beautiful. Then look at Xiaolei, who was pale and blood-colored in front of her.

When she thought of this, Fun Xiaonan opened the jade bottle without hesitation and leaned on Xu Xiaolei's lips. A drop of light green liquid flowed out until the last trace was completely lost in her mouth.

It is worthy of being a top elixir. After just a few breaths, looking at Xiaolei's originally broken meridians, under the influence of this breath, the injured wound is being repaired quickly. It won't take long to be intact, and I'm afraid that even the scar will not be left behind.

Wa Tiehua and Zhou Qiu and others, who were with Xu Xiling, passed the constant journey and finally saw the white-clothed elder of the Lingyun Sect waiting for support near the Soul-Fallen Abyss.

The elder in white looked at the people getting closer and closer. In addition to Xu Xiling and the magical powers in the sect, there were two powerful auras. He sensed that the spiritual power emitted was actually semi-saint-level existences, and was not only slightly shocked.

The Lingyun Sect is just three half-saints in total, and the support they are waiting for is just a guide. Where did the two half-saints come from?

The few people there approached quickly, and the elder in white saw that in addition to his disciples, there was also a man and a woman. The woman was pretty good, and he could tell at a glance that she was an initial semi-saint who was not much different from him.

But this man looked ordinary and even had no breath, but when she saw her, she was alert and was not a simple person.

"I've seen the elder!" Xu Xiling and several magical powers bowed to the woman in white and said.

"Well, get up!" Elder Bai's clothes was not easy to deal with, but just looked at Xu Xiling and asked in a deep voice: "Is the message already transmitted to the door?"

"Report to the elder, he has already sent the head of the sect through the Baolou. It shouldn't take long to send someone to deliver the necessary items!" Xu Xiling said.

After saying that, Xu Xiling then introduced respectfully: "Elder, these two are Elder Watia from the Potian Alliance of the Lower Cultivation Realm. This is Zhou Qiu. They are all here to find imitation leader and Xiaolei, so they come with the younger generation!"

Wa Tiehua and Zhou Qiu bowed to the woman in white. Zhou Qiu laughed sweetly and said, "I have met Elder Lingyun, do you know where I, the Potian Alliance Leader, are currently?"

The face of the white-clothed elder changed slightly. When he heard that the other party was a spiritual cultivation, he couldn't help but turn his head. When did the half-saint run around? It's a rare sight for a thousand years. Forget it, two people appeared here?
Chapter completed!