The green aura melted into his body, and Bi Shen felt as if the place where it flowed was soaked by gentle water. The pain of the wound immediately eased a lot, and even the fatigue quietly receded.
He turned his head and looked at his waist in surprise, and then replied to Liu Qinghuan's words: "A few days ago, the people stationed at Langdian Xuefeng led a group of ghosts and suddenly rushed into the forest. We had no choice but to
We can only retreat deep into the mountains and ask for help from Senior Wu Luan in Bishuiyuan."
He raised his round head and said, "Senior Wu Luan owes us the Ancient Beast Clan a favor, so he is willing to help."
Liu Qinghuan stretched out his finger, and an extremely fast beam of light rushed out of his fingertips, beating an imp that rushed toward him into smoke. He glanced at the oolong in the sky.
"How come people from the Floating Moon Realm suddenly attack you? Weren't we all in peace before? Could it be..."
Bi Shen shook his head and said: "Actually, those people have been coveting our ancient beast forest for a long time. Before you came, they had broken in several times, but the scale was not as big as this time. This time they probably wanted to borrow those
With the hands of ghosts, destroy our ancient beast clan in one fell swoop."
He still maintained his animal body, and there was no expression on his furry tiger face, but his golden eyes showed anger and sadness.
Lowering his head, Bi Shen's huge animal form was still much taller than the standing Liu Qinghuan, but he said cautiously: "Fellow Daoist Liu, what kind of healing technique did you just use? It seems to be very effective. You, you..."
Liu Qinghuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Huh?"
Bi Shen turned his head and looked behind him, full of expectation, almost pleading: "There was a sudden attack on the clan, and many of my clan members were seriously injured as a result, so I would like to ask you if you can also take a look at mine.
Tribe?"
Liu Qing said with a smile: "What did I think? Okay, I understand."
Bi Shen couldn't help but be overjoyed and wagged his tail in gratitude.
While the two were talking, countless ghosts were already swarming around, including several high-level ghosts, whipping up gusts of sinister wind and rushing over at the head of the crowd.
Bi Shen couldn't speak anymore. The deep and powerful tiger roar contained the power of a king, so frightened the surrounding monsters that they couldn't help but fight.
But before he could rush out, he saw Liu Qinghuan leaping into the air, her body flashing like she was walking on the wind of nothingness, elegant and unpredictable.
He was extremely domineering as soon as he made a move. Between the vertical and horizontal sword energy, those little ghosts were swept away like leeks in the field. In an instant, they turned into a black smoke and disappeared in the sky and the earth. Even high-level ghosts could not escape from him.
The swords in his hands are almost one sword at a time, crisp and invincible!
There was a moment of silence in this corner. As soon as Liu Qinghuan turned around, he saw countless pairs of eyes below staring at him in dumbfoundedness. Even the little devils who kept talking for a moment were so scared that they closed their mouths and retracted their fangs and claws.
, I just want to get away from that murderous god as soon as possible.
Liu Qinghuan's eyes flashed out of the corner of his eye, and he saw a floating moon realm Nascent Soul monk flying towards this side. He waved his sleeves and said, "Bi Can, I'll leave this place to you."
The majestic white tiger finally recovered from his daze. After a moment, a warm and respectful light erupted in his golden eyes. He felt that the fighting spirit in his whole body was boiling like it was ignited. With a "oooo", he flew forward to intercept the man who was looking for him.
People who came here repaired it.
Just as Mu Yinyin and others arrived, leaving the battlefield to them, Liu Qinghuan flashed across the entire battlefield like a gust of wind, rushing towards the corner where the Ancient Orcs gathered.
Those ancient beast clan members probably saw what happened before. When they saw Liu Qinghuan, many young warriors took a peek and spontaneously separated a path to let him enter the inner circle where the weaker clan members stayed.
Liu Qinghuan glanced around and saw that these young warriors had various animal shapes. The fur on their bodies was extremely messy and even bloody in some places. But even if they were injured, as long as they could still move, they would not retreat.
The last step was because their tribesmen were behind them. In order to protect their tribesmen, they were willing to fight bloody battles.
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help feeling a little emotional, and moved her fingers while walking towards the inner circle.
Countless mung bean-sized gleams of light flew out from his fingertips, as if a sudden heavy rain had diluted the heavy death aura around him.
"Ah, what is this? It's got into my body!"
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."
"It's so comfortable... Hey, my injury is healing quickly!"
"Me too! Are those raindrops medicine? What a magical medicine!"
For a moment, the young warriors all screamed in surprise and joy, mixed with various excited beast roars. The fatigue and lethargy all over their bodies were swept away, and even the monster beasts within the scope of the rain were in high spirits.
A lot.
Amidst the laughter, those ghosts who accidentally got caught in the rain suddenly began to howl and wail in pain, with black smoke rising from their bodies!
Liu Qinghuan's green wood energy contains extremely powerful and vigorous vitality, and those ghosts are extremely evil and are condensed bodies of death energy. When encountering the completely incompatible green wood energy, it is naturally like being poured with boiling oil.
As one goes and the other goes, the ancient beast warriors become more energetic and their offensive becomes more fierce.
Without looking at the situation behind him, Liu Qinghuan walked into the inner circle and saw that the weak and old ancient beast tribesmen were not idle either. Some were grinding herbs, some were passing them around, and others were taking care of them.
Those soldiers who were seriously injured.
Regarding his arrival, these people no longer had the hostility they had when they first met him, and many of them still had gratitude on their faces.
A little Dingdian, who was probably only four or five years old, ran over and timidly gave Liu Qinghuan an ancient orc salute, then bravely took one of his hands and brought him to a man lying on a worn-out straw mat.
Liu Qinghuan squatted down and saw that this ancient beast tribesman was almost completely breathless. A long laceration extended from his left shoulder to his lower back. All his internal organs and abdomen were exposed, and he had been infected by some kind of vicious corpse poison.
It turned blue-green, almost turning into a puddle of pus.
In addition to this, this man's eyes were wide open and his expression was dead, obviously he had suffered a spiritual injury.
Liu Qinghuan was a little surprised that this person was still alive after being like this. After a closer look, he found that there was a group of Qi that was firmly guarding the other person's heart, but it was so weak that it was about to sever.
An old woman with several strings of colorful stones hanging around her neck was sitting next to the straw mat, feeding a kind of yellow-brown juice into his mouth, and kept whispering. White light threads like water vapor were entangled in the
The strange blue-green color had just been removed from the man's wound, but the corpse poison quickly returned.
Seeing Liu Qinghuan, the old woman hesitated for a moment, then stepped aside.
Someone said next to him: "This is our clan doctor."
Liu Qinghuan nodded to the other person, her eyes fell on the yellow-brown juice in the bowl in her hand, and found that as the juice entered the mouth, the man's injury did not get better, but there was a little more glimmer in his eyes, and she couldn't help but feel moved.
After thinking for a while, he decided to save the person first. He stretched out his palm and gently covered the man's wound. The rich green energy overflowed from under the palm, covering the man's whole body.
Other ancient beast tribe members also gathered around and saw with their own eyes that the blue-green corpse poison that they could not remove no matter how hard they tried was getting lighter and lighter, and the mushy organs were also recovering rapidly, returning to flesh-pink color in a short time.
, revitalized.
"oh!"
"Wow!"
There were exclamations one after another, and this scene of almost coming back to life shocked everyone present. When the man on the ground suddenly rose and fell, his breathing gradually became calmer, and Liu Qinghuan's eyes were full of gratitude.
In fact, for Liu Qinghuan, as long as there is still breath, such trauma is not difficult to treat. What is difficult is the injuries in places such as the soul, Dantian, and sea of consciousness, which require the help of elixirs.
He stood up and was about to ask the old woman about the juice, when he suddenly stopped at his feet!
"Did you hear anything?"
The Ancient Beast Tribe people surrounding him were stunned for a moment. Liu Qinghuan turned his head and looked to the west, the expression on his face became extremely solemn, and there was a hint of caution: "Rumble, rumble, like the sound of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking!"
A young warrior suddenly fell to the ground, and then shouted with ecstasy: "It's a tide of beasts, a tide of beasts rushing out of the forest!"