"Doctor, start soon!"

In the camp, Baizi couldn't help but feel anxious when he saw the battle scene outside.

The performance of Yuan Ming and the son of a famous scholar seems to be very poor compared to usual, but in their opinion, it is much better than himself.

It should be noted that at present, the magical powers of the Plague Tribe are raging, and many hundred sons are unable to stand firm even when fighting, let alone be energized to fight.

It is surprising that Yuan Ming and the other two can perform like this.

Some people also believe that the son of a medical scientist should take the lead in healing them and strengthening their own strength.

In the end, no one questioned it. After all, everyone's vitality is placed on the son of a medical scientist.

“Start now.”

The son of the medical scientist looked at everyone around him, took a deep breath, and gently pointed to his chest.

After a while, the left chest in the finger pointing was large and bright, vaguely red light, forming a hemispherical shape, attached to the chest.

The son of a medical scientist attaches great importance to this red light and breathes carefully, but the red light continues to rise and fall as he breathes.

"Let's start now!"

In everyone's expectant eyes, the son of the medical scientist did not take out the medicine stone, nor did he take out the acupuncture, but he just held the red light on his chest with his hands empty.

He held the red light in his hand and was cautious, as if he was holding a full bowl of soup, for fear of spilling a drop.

"Is this the elixir of the magical powers of the Plague Tribe?"

The hundreds of sons around him did not dare to blink and watched the every move of the son of the medical scientist.

They were also very curious about what skills could the son of a medical scientist use to eliminate the magical powers of the plague tribe that are famous for being outside.

The son of a medical scientist raised his arms high, and the red light suddenly turned into raindrops all over the sky, covering everyone present.

The hundreds of camps were bathed in the red raindrops, and no one was left out.

Including Yuan Ming and the son of a famous artist who were attacking!

At this time, the hundreds of sons understood why the son of the medical scientist agreed to the two of them to fight just now.

It turns out that what he calls healing is not coming one by one, but group healing.

"A good method is worthy of being the son of a medical scientist."

The hundreds of children were surprised, but even more surprised was still behind.

"Ahem, I, cough, it's actually getting better!"

One of the Baizi, at first, spoke intermittently and coughed word by word, but as the raindrops remained, the cough became less and the speech gradually became smoother, and immediately discovered such a change.

Looking around, the raindrops turned into red light are not entities. They fall on individuals and instantly merge into their bodies without any trace.

Bathed in the red light and turning into rain, many children stopped coughing, the high temperature subsided, and their weak hands and feet gradually recovered.

“It works indeed.”

The hundred sons were excited, "Doctor, you are so magical."

"I won't thank me for it now, go and help."

The son of a medical scientist, pointing out, Yuan Ming and the son of a famous scholar, were besieged by three sword immortals in Shu.

"good!"

...

Yuan Ming and the others were in danger at the beginning and were about to be killed by the Immortal Sword.

However, when the red raindrops fell, they immediately became different.

"The doctor is casting spells."

Yuan Ming was shocked, and the confusion in his head instantly disappeared, and the world in front of him became clear.

People no longer cough, no longer have fever and high temperatures, and the pain is receding like a tide.

The influence of the magical powers of the Plague Tribe retreats at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Looking at the next to me, the power of the son of the famous sect became more and more fierce.

The direct change is that the encirclement formed by the three immortal swords had already been bullied within three feet of the two. Seeing the bright sword light about to pass through their flesh and blood.

However, Yuan Ming and the son of famous masters gradually broke out, pushing the encirclement inch by inch, and now it has spread to more than one meter.

"What's going on?"

The three sword immortals found that this most intuitive change was a little confused.

Just now, Yuan Ming was weak and he was a sick man. Why did he explode now?

Could it be that they were all disguised before? They specially tempted them to take the bait?

No!

They were still hesitating, but they saw the Hundred Schools camp, like a hornet in an old nest, pressing down on a large number of people's heads, and began to disperse and encircle them in the direction.

"not good."

Qingcheng Sword Immortal woke up and knew why the two famous scholars stopped. It turned out that they had already seen that the Hundred Schools of the Schools were disguising.

"Get back!"

"this……"

The White Emperor Sword Immortal was still a little hesitant. Could it be that the opponent was forced to support him? In fact, it was already a rebirth.

However, the two companions were wiser than him and immediately pulled the White Emperor Sword Immortal backed down.

The three fairy swords were hovering for a few weeks and were about to retreat, but they were one step late. The members of the hundreds of families who were swarming in, had been holding back for a long time just now, and finally got the opportunity and launched a sudden attack.

The raindrop-like magical powers and magic weapons poured down, instantly trapping the three immortal swords into it.

If nothing unexpected happens, these three immortal swords will fall into the hands of hundreds of schools.

How could the three sword immortals in Shu allow this to happen? As soon as they exited for a distance, they stopped, manipulated the immortal sword to break through the siege, and fought with members of the hundreds of families.

"Matsuno, the son of the famous religion, is indeed very scheming. Let us be the pathfinder."

The White Emperor Sword Immortal was deeply despised, but unexpectedly he was exploited.

On the other side, the son of the famous sect frowned slightly at the changes in the Baijia camp.

"Son Ru, the three sword immortals were besieged. Will we save them?"

Muye Gong thought that at least he served the imperial court, and the noble daughter in Shu was a concubine in the harem, and it would be unreasonable if she didn't save her today.

"Don't be impatient."

It is not impossible to save people, but the son of the famous sect still has something that he has not figured out and cannot take action at the moment.

He could see clearly just now that when the three sword immortals in Shu took action, everyone in the Hundred Schools were already seriously ill and unable to fight again.

Why is he becoming lively now? Did he take some magic pills to get rid of the influence of the magical powers of the Plague Tribe in an instant?

"Um?"

The son of the famous sect suddenly thought of the two people who had just emerged, one of whom happened to be the son of a medical scientist.

"That's right!"

He became excited and probably grasped the context.

The three sword immortals in Shu captured the fighter opportunity. At that time, the Hundred Schools of Science were seriously ill, which was a good opportunity to start.

However, the son of the medical scientist arrived and cast a spell to save a hundred sons. The situation suddenly reversed, and the current dilemma came.

The son of the famous sect, thinking about the red light that had emerged from the Hundred Schools camp just now, my heart was shocked.

"Renile!"

This state is supreme and supernatural power even in the famous teachings. Why is it reflected in the unknown medical scientist?

The red light that emerges from the chest of a medical scientist is the highest level of benevolence and righteousness, benevolence.

The son of a famous sect also had to admit that the son of a medical scientist took action to rescue him, which was called the saying "The doctor is kind."

The most important thing is that the helpless magical power of the Plague Tribe was easily healed in front of him.

"It seems that the hundreds of families are not exhausted, and Yuan Ming's fate should not be eliminated."

The son of the famous religion, even though he has faith, had to admit this frustrating fact.
Chapter completed!