The three of them each have their own secrets. Under such circumstances, it is impossible for anyone to trust the others.
In this time period, who can come here is a simple character.
It was said to be cooperation, but among the three people present, no matter who had the chance, they would definitely kill the other two without hesitation.
Hua Xiangrong came here to treat her injuries and resolve the wounds that would never heal.
Yang Fan wanted to bury the relics left by Lord Haidao here. No matter who appeared here at this time, he would kill them without hesitation.
No matter what Hua Xiangrong is here for, as long as Yang Fan sees him, he will definitely prevent her from leaving here alive at all costs.
And Qin Yang came here just to snatch the relics and kill Yang Fan.
Yang Fan pointed out his identity. Since Hua Xiangrong still remembered him, she would definitely take the opportunity to kill him.
Everyone knew who, but the three of them probably didn't expect that in just a few breaths, all three of them were injured.
The blood lake created by Yang Fan disappeared, blood spurted out all over his body, his chest collapsed, his skin and flesh turned into charcoal, and became completely necrotic.
He is not dead yet simply because the transformed blood demon blocked part of the power of Qin Yang's magical power.
Yang Fan struggled to sit up and coughed lightly. Blood surged from his mouth, and some fragments of his internal organs spurted out. His whole body, including his face, was covered with dense stab wounds.
He struggled to raise his hand, took out the healing elixir and drank it. Soon, the numerous wounds on Yang Fan's body began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, but his chest was still collapsed and blackened.
After recovering from the trauma, Yang Fan's face turned pale, and he was breathing vaguely. He gritted his teeth, reached out and grabbed the charred skin on his chest, and tore it off together with the skin and flesh, revealing the broken ribs and sternum below, as well as the charred lungs.
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Fortunately, the heart was only slightly affected and was not directly exploded. It was still beating tenaciously.
"Hiss..." Yang Fan gritted his teeth and took a sudden breath.
The lungs suddenly opened, the broken bones quickly returned to their original shape, the charred flesh and blood, and even part of the internal organs were cut off together.
He once again took out a pill with a sweet and bloody smell, crushed it and sprinkled it on his chest. Only then did he see a new layer of flesh and blood growing rapidly on his chest. However, the color of this flesh and blood looked obviously different from the surrounding ones.
It's as delicate as a baby, and may break if touched lightly...
Yang Fan struggled to stand up, with a nervous and crazy smile on his face.
"Qin Yang, I survived, ha...hahaha..."
In the distance, Qin Yang was lying on the ground. His cassock on his chest shattered, leaving a foot-sized gap. On his chest, there was a blood-colored palm print an inch deep. His face was covered in blood, and the bridge of his nose was collapsed. He looked completely unrecognizable.
Lying there motionless, his original fierce aura completely disappeared, and he looked dead.
Yang Fan staggered towards Qin Yang, but after taking only two steps, he suddenly turned around and looked at the place where Hua Xiangrong fell.
Hua Xiangrong stood up staggeringly. The flames burning on her body slowly disappeared. Her clothes were burned, and her skin turned black. Among the cracks that appeared, there were still charcoal that had not yet turned into coke.
of flesh and blood.
It looks miserable...
Counting all the ways of death in the past, being burned to death is definitely the most painful way to die. People who are burned will not die immediately, but first have to endure the terrible pain that crushes people's will. When breathing,
Inhalation of hot smoke and flames.
All the internal organs are being burned by the flames, but he still cannot control his breathing. Even if he is lucky enough to survive, the pain caused by the burning will continue to torture his spirit.
It hurts to death, which refers to this kind of extreme burn.
At this moment, Hua Xiangrong was staggering, her face was distorted, and endless pain was impacting her soul in waves, like a big mill, crushing her will crazily.
After standing up, a cold air emerged from Hua Xiangrong's body, which extinguished the unextinguished flames on his body. The scorched black skin on his body continued to fall off, revealing fresh flesh and blood.
Then after taking the elixir, layers of spiritual light shone, covering the whole body, slowly recovering from the trauma.
During this process, her eyes were fixed on Yang Fan, and Yang Fan was also staring at her, and no one made any rash moves.
Hua Xiangrong was racing against time to recover, while Yang Fan kept swallowing the pills, and a trace of blood floated on the surface of his body, accelerating the healing process.
"Qin Yang is dead. There is no need for us to continue fighting. I just misunderstood you as Qin Yang's helper before. Let's stop and make peace." Yang Fan had a calm face, and wisps of halo continued to shine on his face, speaking at a leisurely pace.
Hua Xiangrong slowly turned her head and glanced at Qin Yang, who was lying on the ground. He was completely unrecognizable. The real energy aura on his body was gone. Instead, there was a withered and dead aura slowly emerging.
Hua Xiangrong remained silent and watched Yang Fan carefully. When a new layer of skin began to grow on top of the bloody flesh, Hua Xiangrong nodded slowly: "Okay."
"I'm really sorry. I misunderstood the girl before. We have never known each other before fighting." Yang Fan's expression softened and he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he took out a jade bottle and threw it to Hua Xiangrong: "This is my master's sect.
The unique healing elixir has miraculous effects on flesh and blood."
A ray of silver light flew out and cut open the jade bottle, revealing three blood-colored elixirs with a fishy-sweet smell inside, the same ones that Yang Fan himself had taken before.
Hua Xiangrong held the elixir, sniffed it gently, and then swallowed all three elixirs in one gulp.
After swallowing the elixir, she immediately saw that the rate of new skin growing on her body had accelerated a lot, and the exposed flesh and blood was quickly covered by a layer of new skin.
In just two or three breaths, it seemed that the trauma had completely recovered. She stood naked on the spot, her face was as white as paper, and the hair all over her body was burned. Green stubble slowly sprouted on the top of her head, growing rapidly. In just a few breaths, it turned into a head.
Long black hair, hanging on the back of her head.
Just as Hua Xiangrong moved her steps, she frowned slightly and let out a muffled groan. The newly grown skin on her body split into cracks, and traces of hot breath emerged from the cracks.
"I also have a pill here that can expel fire poison." Yang Fan took a look and immediately took out another jade bottle and threw it casually.
Hua Xiangrong raised her eyelids, and another silver light flashed through, splitting the jade bottle open, revealing a pill with a red-gold metallic luster inside.
Suddenly, a sudden change occurred.
After this red-gold elixir emerged, a trace of spiritual light immediately lit up on its surface, and it was covered tightly with densely packed fine lines.
A burst of fiery breath appeared, and it immediately turned into terrifying violence.
Hua Xiangrong's expression changed drastically, but it was too late to hide.
Her figure swayed and floated backwards, but a ghost with an arm missing floated out of her body and stood in front of her.
"boom!"
The fire suddenly appeared, and the bursting fire wave turned into a ball of divine light, sweeping away in all directions with the power of destroying the world.
Hua Xiangrong's ghost body bore the brunt of the attack. This unlucky guy was missing an arm and has not recovered yet. Now it was blown to pieces on the spot.
The remaining power impacted Hua Xiangrong's body, tearing most of her newly recovered delicate skin. The scorching waves of fire and the red divine light, under internal and external attacks, also tore away the fire poison that had not yet been eliminated from her body.
To seduce...
In an instant, Hua Xiangrong returned to her previous appearance, her whole body charred black, as if she had been burned into coke.
After falling to the ground and rolling for more than ten feet, Hua Xiangrong stopped moving...
Yang Fan smiled ferociously, coughed lightly, coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with lung fragments, turned around, and staggered towards Qin Yang.
The moment he turned around, he fell on top of the charred Hua Xiangrong in the distance. An old woman sat up from the charred Hua Xiangrong.
This old woman wore a black shroud embroidered with gold, her hair was white, her complexion was ashen, her skin was full of wrinkles, she looked like a corpse, and her whole body was filled with the aura of death.
The old woman came out of Hua Xiangrong's body, closed her eyes, and stepped out silently, close to the ground, and crossed behind Yang Fan in three or two steps. Her two black and sharp, skinny claws thrust into Yang Fan's back.
Yang Fan's heart skipped a beat, sensing the approaching crisis. He stepped forward, jumped up, turned around and slapped out a palm, blood surging, and went straight to the old woman's door.
However, the old woman, who had her eyes closed tightly and looked lifeless, did not dodge and resisted Yang Fan's palm. A bloody palm print appeared on her black and blue face. The old woman's face suddenly collapsed, and her neck was accompanied by it.
With a click sound, it leaned back and broke off.
However, the old woman's neck was broken and her head hung upside down on her back. Her sharp claws did not pause at all, but she inserted directly into Yang Fan's waist and grabbed it with her bare hands.
There was a pop, blood spattered, and the old woman flew backwards.
It was just the old woman's two withered claws, each holding a bloody kidney.
"Ouch..." Yang Fan cried out in pain, his bloodshot eyes nearly bulging out of his sockets.
Blood was flowing from the two blood holes in his waist. Yang Fan's face was filled with ferociousness, and he immediately rushed straight towards the old woman who was full of lifeless energy.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
At this moment, streaks of silver light flashed through, and sharp silver blades of light rushed toward his face.
As soon as Yang Fan paused, the old woman had already retreated two to three hundred feet away.
Hua Xiangrong, whose body was charred and whose face was twisted in pain, stood in front of the old woman, with a silver light surrounding her wrist.
And the old woman, holding two waists glowing with blood, suddenly exerted force in her hands.
"Bah..."
Two waists were pinched and exploded.
Yang Fan's face turned pale, his whole body trembled, and his breath became disordered.
"Okay, great, you actually hide an incarnation!"
Hua Xiangrong's dead body crushed Yang Fan's waist, then stretched out her hand, straightened the head hanging on the back, and reinstalled it on the neck with a click.
Then he saw the old woman slowly turning her head, her closed eyes suddenly opened, revealing gray-white eyes without pupils, staring at Qin Yang in the distance.
"Huh?" Hua Xiangrong's expression changed, and she immediately turned to stare at Qin Yang, who was lying on the ground in the distance.
Yang Fan's expression changed slightly and he turned his head.
Qin Yang showed no reaction, and the aura of decay and death exuding became stronger and stronger. It looked like he had been dead for a while.
Suddenly, the silver light blade surrounding Hua Xiangrong's wrist flew out in an instant, turning into a ten-foot-long silver light blade and slashing towards Qin Yang's body.
"Ding!"
With a crisp sound, the silver light blade returned to three inches in length, flew back, and wrapped around Hua Xiangrong's wrist again.
In front of Qin Yang's "corpse", there was a large black pot, one foot high, stuck on the ground, like a shield, blocking Hua Xiangrong's blow.
The black pot disappeared in an instant.
Behind him, Qin Yang was lying on his side on the ground, supporting his head with one hand, his face covered in blood, with an ugly smile, showing his white teeth, and waved to the two of them.
"It's been a while since I last saw you. As expected, you have transformed into the dead body. You are still an old woman wearing a shroud. You are so uncouth. I won't even dig a grave like this."
Hua Xiangrong's face was distorted, and murderous intent boiled in her eyes. The dead body next to her took the initiative to stop in front of her.
"You're not dead." Yang Fan's face was gloomy, his eyes flickering, with a hint of disbelief.
His blood palm was of little use to Hua Xiangrong's dead body. It only had a pure power effect. This was not surprising, after all, the dead body was already dead.
However, this blood palm is most effective against living people. When hit head-on, in addition to its pure power, the blood palm also contains a strange poison that corrodes bones and rots blood. This comes from bloodthirsty worms. As long as it is alive,
Things are absolutely irresistible.
"Actually, I really want to lie down for a while and see who can kill the dog and the donkey." Qin Yang looked regretful, let out a long sigh, and stood up slowly.
At some point, his torso had completely turned into wood, and on his back, small blood-colored flowers bloomed among the dead trees, covering his back.
After the small blood-colored flower fell off, it exuded a withering air of death, and then new small peanut roots continued to sprout below, blooming into a small white flower.
After the flowers bloom, the white petals are quickly dyed red, and then continue to fall off...
As Qin Yang stood up, others saw that the place where Qin Yang was lying on the ground was covered with a thick layer of blood-colored petals.
Qin Yang stretched out his arms, and his hands and legs turned into wood at the same time. In an instant, large white flowers, densely packed, bloomed all over Qin Yang's body, and then the white flowers turned into blood red, fell off and scattered.
After repeating this twice in quick succession.
The bloody palm print on Qin Yang's chest quickly faded and then completely disappeared.
This is the magical power derived from the cultivation method of growing a forest from one tree to another, by transplanting flowers and trees.
As long as Qin Yang can bear it, toxins that will not die immediately can be transferred to these flowers and eliminated from the body.
Large pieces of blood-colored petals scattered in the wind, and Qin Yang's body returned to its original appearance. Then he stretched out his hand and pinched his nose to restore the unrecognizable face to its original appearance, and then casually poured out a piece of Yimu Essence.
Crystallize, throw it into your mouth and hold it.
Huge vitality penetrates the whole body, restoring injuries.
Just because Hua Xiangrong died and found out that he was not dead, the situation completely changed.
Qin Yang has practiced the four physical cultivation methods, has rough skin and thick flesh, and has a level of life-saving magical power. At this time, it finally showed its effect.
After Qin Yang regained his appearance, his face was just a little pale, his breathing was steady and long, and his condition was much better than the two people opposite him.
Of the two people opposite, Hua Xiangrong was seriously burned, and the fire in his body had not yet dissipated. Although his dead body looked rough and thick-skinned, his strength was obviously inferior.
Yang Fan was even worse. He was seriously injured and had two waists removed. At this moment, his breath was not stable.
At this time, the two of them moved closer without saying a word and faced Qin Yang at the same time. They were planning to join forces.
Qin Yang bared his teeth and smiled, not taking it seriously.
"That's fine, you all can come together. It just so happens that I don't have to worry about being on guard. I'll just beat you all to death."