Except for Zhi Ye, others may not care about Li Kezhou's life and death. Most of them are afraid that he will die and the search for the Hunting God's treasure will be in vain.
Li Kezhou's voice was a little weak: "I still fell into his trick to some extent, and after using the secret technique, my body is already in a weak state. It seems that we have to repair here for a while."
Zhiye nodded: "This is the only thing we can do. You can rest in peace and recover while we take care of you."
Everyone also knew the serious relationship. If Li Kezhou died, not only would their trip be aborted, but they would also have a narrow escape on the way back, so no one had any objections.
At this time! The ninth apostle, Xiao Mei, suddenly walked out of the crowd and came to Li Kezhou. In the doubtful eyes of everyone, he took out a jade box as big as a fist.
"There is a golden elixir of nine deaths in it! If you take it, you should be able to recover from any internal injuries within a few seconds." It was still the childish voice.
"What! Nine...nine death golden elixirs?" The listeners were all shocked.
"Is it the kind of life-saving elixir that claims that no matter how injured the immortal body is, as long as there is still breath left, once it is taken, a cup of tea can restore it to its original state?"
"I heard that the elixir has nine turns, and it becomes the golden elixir after the nine turns. And if you want to refine the golden elixir, you must reach the realm of the Medicine Immortal, at least to the level of the Tribulation Immortal of our generation. How can you have something like this in your body?"
Such a treasure?"
Everyone looked at Xi Mei with admiration.
Because of this evil spirit, he usually doesn't show off his appearance, and his strength is neither higher nor lower among the nine people. Coupled with his taciturn character, he has the least sense of presence among the nine people.
A person who was ignored by them actually made an extraordinary move and came up with such a life-saving treasure.
"This golden elixir, if placed in the immortal world, would cost at least 10,000 immortal jade." Shadow Blade stared at it intently, swallowing hard.
Li Kezhou glanced at her: "This thing is too precious! For us cultivators, it is no less than a second life. The injury I am suffering now is not fatal. Taking this thing would be a waste of nature."
Jin Mei said calmly: "Just think that I saved your life! You saved me before, now I help you once, and from now on we are in peace!"
Zhiye reached out for him and took it: "Take it! The more time we are here, the more dangerous it will be. You should also know that just us, if a great swordsman really comes, there is no way to resist.
force."
Li Kezhou was not from his mother-in-law, so he took the elixir, swallowed it, closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing and recover.
The injury he suffered this time was not very light. The sword light that King Snake had practiced for five hundred years was too powerful. In the end, even if he used Hefeng Caichen first and then used breath to form armor to resist, there was still a gap.
A wisp of sword light entered his body.
That is to say, he has the supreme immortal sword body. If it were any other person, the moment the sword light enters the body, the meridians in the whole body will be turned into a mess, and the entire cultivation will be ruined.
The Nine-Death Golden Pill lived up to its reputation. Li Kezhou had already recovered half of his internal injuries within a moment of taking it. Due to the physical weakness caused by the use of secret techniques, under the amazing power of this pill, he was recovering ten times faster than before.
Zhiye observed his condition from time to time, and saw that his face, as pale as paper, gradually began to turn red, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes.
"No! Look, leader, someone is coming this way..." Shadow Blade was the first to see a group of people walking towards the end of his sight.
As if facing a formidable enemy, everyone suddenly became alert.
No one is uneasy. If it is a gang composed of high-grade swordsmen, they are not afraid. As long as there is a high-grade swordsman, they can be wiped out.
But they knew in their hearts that a team composed entirely of late-stage cultivators would not have the guts and courage to come to this place.
The group of people who came here were moving very fast, but within a few breaths, they could already clearly see each other.
"Oops! God is going to kill us. The woman at the front of this team is a great swordsman. We really have no way to survive this time. I think we might as well seize the time and escape!" Shadow Blade suggested.
Zhiye was also worried at first, but when she saw one of them, her expression showed surprise, and her worries were slightly relieved.
"Don't panic! This isn't the first time we've met this person."
After hearing the leader's words, everyone calmed down and waited.
"Huh? It's them, the people from Lieyan Honglian, and Mrs. Honglian is also there, but when did they have a great swordsman in their group?"
When everyone was surprised, a group of people in the distance were no more than a hundred meters away from them, and the other party obviously recognized their origins.
"It's them!" Honglian saw some surprise in her voice when she saw Zhiye.
Walking in front of her was a woman with a face as cold as ice, holding a regular glazed sword in her hand. When she saw Zhiye's group in front of her, she said with a cold tone: "You know them! Do you want to kill them all?"
Honglian said quickly: "Senior! There is a friend of mine here. He not only saved me before, but also took good care of me. Why don't we go over and take a look before talking about it."
"Oh? Who saved you, a man or a woman?" the cold-faced woman asked coldly.
"Man!!" Honglian looked at her carefully.
The cold-faced woman frowned slightly, sneered, and said nothing more.
Zhiye and the others, out of fear of the great swordsman, stepped forward to greet him, and before the cold-faced woman arrived, they began to bow their hands in greeting.
All this was naturally ignored by the cold and arrogant woman.
Honglian saw Li Kezhou sitting cross-legged on the ground, obviously seriously injured, and her face changed a little: "He...what's wrong?"
Zhiye, as the leader, replied: "Before, we met King Snake, the leader of the Hell Demon Snake. He was injured by the King Snake and is now recovering from his injuries."
"King snake?"
Honglian had obviously heard of this person and glanced at the person on the ground with some worry.
"He is the person you said he saved you and took good care of you?" The cold-faced woman looked at Li Kezhou and asked in an emotionless voice.
Honglian nodded slightly.
The woman sneered: "A man who is a complete stranger rescues a woman and takes care of her. He obviously has bad intentions and deserves to die."
There was murderous intent in his eyes.
"Senior, no!"
Honglian stepped in front of Li Kezhou: "Senior, he has saved me more than once, and he has never done anything wrong to me. How can I watch him die in your hands."
Seeing her blocking, the woman's expression became even colder: "The more you defend him, the more determined I am in my determination to kill him. He will definitely die today and no one can save him."
Honglian's face turned pale, and just as she was about to say something, a hand patted her shoulder from behind. At some point, Li Kezhou stood up from the ground.
He gently pushed Honglian away and glanced at the woman opposite him expressionlessly: "You woman, you seem to be sick. We only met for the first time and you threatened to kill me. Do you think anyone can kill me?"