With one slash, the air waves were like clouds. The turbulent nebula that was originally rushing toward Huangfu Qingjue and Wei Wuming paused for a moment, but actually became much slower.
"You go!" The old man grabbed Meng Zheng and threw him to Ling Chuxi. Then without looking back, he raised his long knife and flew towards the void nebula.
Ling Chuxi had already felt at this time that this void nebula was more terrifying than she had previously expected. Fortunately, with the help of this master of the world, the pressure on Huangfu Qingjue and Wei Wuming was greatly reduced. If she stayed, it would only make them more miserable.
Huangfu Qingjue was distracted, so he retreated at full speed with Meng Zheng.
Behind him, the figures of Huangfu Qingjue and others were getting smaller and smaller, becoming more and more blurry, but the old man's roar was still as heroic as ever, and Ling Chuxi finally felt relieved.
What she was most afraid of was that the old man left early when the situation was bad, but judging from the situation, he did not do so. As long as he was willing to take action with all his strength, Huangfu Qingjue and Wei Wuming should not be in any danger.
And Ling Chuxi has now basically determined the identity of the old man.
Back then, Meng Zheng's ancestor Meng Dingtai followed the Potian Territory Lord. After the Potian Territory Lord sacrificed his life and used the Sunset God Demon Bow to disperse the spiritual energy storm and resolve the Heaven Territory catastrophe, he still stayed in the void as a follower.
There has been no news since.
The old man just now was Meng Zheng's ancestor, Meng Dingtai.
Under the guidance of that furnace tripod, Ling Chuxi avoided several undercurrents and whirlpools, and the figures of Huangfu Qingjue and others also completely disappeared.
While Ling Chuxi injected vitality into Meng Zheng's body, she took out the elixir and gave it to him.
"Don't waste any more, it's useless." Meng Zheng waved his hand and said with a pale face. His meridian qi sea was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his vitality was also disappearing rapidly.
This injury is very similar to Ling Yichen's back then, but much more serious than Ling Yichen's.
"Meng Zheng..." Ling Chuxi felt sad and had no time to think too much.
"I am satisfied that I can fulfill my duties as a follower before I die and see that my ancestor is still alive. You don't have to be sad." Meng Zheng also guessed Meng Dingtai's identity and forced a forced smile.
, then said, "While I'm still alive, there's something I want to tell you.
The bow of Yaxuelu is not the Sunset God and Demon Bow, or in other words, it is not the complete Sunset God and Demon Bow. It is made up of the incomplete part of the Sunset God and Demon Bow and the Qijue Demon Bow, the first divine bow of our demon clan.
Of course, that arrow is not the real Sunset Demonic Arrow."
"What, you're talking about the Seven Magic Bows!" Ling Chuxi had an idea flash in her mind, and her face was filled with surprise.
Meng Zheng, there is help!
Ling Chuxi remembered that it was not the Qijue Demon Bow who injured Ling Yichen in the first place. No wonder Meng Zheng's injuries at this time were surprisingly similar to Ling Yichen's. It turned out to be this reason. However, Ling Yichen was injured by the aftermath of the Qijue Demon Bow.
But Meng Zheng was hit in the chest with an arrow, so although Meng Zheng was much stronger than Ling Yichen back then, his injuries were still much more serious than his.
If Meng Zheng was injured by another divine bow, Ling Chuxi would be helpless with such an injury, but since it was a Qijue Demonic Bow, things would be much simpler.
Half of the Peizhen grass obtained from the last Wandan event was given to Dongfang Zhihan, and the remaining half was refined by Ling Chuxi into the Peizhen pill. At first, she thought that Yichen would not be able to use this Peizhen pill.
, but its effect of reshaping the meridians and the sea of qi is still somewhat useful. Unexpectedly, it actually came in handy.