"Bang!" The back hit the courtyard wall hard, and the entire cave trembled violently.
The mutation broke out, and everyone was stunned.
"Master (Master Lord)!" Mu Chenxi and Yu Zifei came to their senses first, and their faces turned pale, and at the same time rushed towards Yu Xuanyang. The others also reacted and followed quickly.
"How could this happen? It's unreasonable. How could this happen?" Yu Xuanyang lay halfway under the courtyard wall, with blood on the corner of his mouth muttering to himself.
Seeing this, Gu Fenghua and others were relieved. They could still speak, at least they were alive. Judging from this, they seemed to be injuring too much.
However, looking at the cracks behind him as dense as spider webs, they couldn't help but take a breath.
This ancient courtyard seems dilapidated, but in fact it is a cultivation cave left by the powerful man of the Supreme Heaven. The courtyard wall is equivalent to a space barrier. It is naturally strong and naturally needless to doubt it. Now it is hit like this by Yu Xuanyang. You can imagine the seven magical weapons.
How strong is the power of bursting in the fragment?
This way, I have to say that this old man's physique is really not as strong as ordinary, and his vitality is not as strong as ordinary.
Thinking about it, he was often patted on his head mercilessly like his father. If he had not had such tenacious vitality and such a strong physique, even if he was not beaten to death, he would have been photographed as a long time ago.
Two fools.
"Lord Yu, don't think too much about it. It's important to heal the wound." Gu Fenghua took out a few Nine Nether Emperor's Spirit Pills and handed them to Yu Xuanyang's hand.
Yu Xuanyang nodded, took the healing pill, sat cross-legged and began to refine the pill power.
Half an hour later, he opened his eyes again, his face returned to normal, his eyes were full of bright light, and it was obvious that his injuries were not seriously damaged.
"Fenghua, fortunately, you reminded me and the Lord of the Envoy to rescue me, otherwise I would not be able to escape today." When I stood up, Yu Xuanyang said with gratitude and gratitude.
If Gu Fenghua hadn't spoken to remind him, he would have probably started to try to activate the holy patterns hidden in the artifact, even if Mo Qingqiu came to rescue him, he would probably have a lot of luck. If he is not lucky, his life will be difficult. If he is lucky, he will at most.
Saving your life, most of this cultivation will be destroyed no matter how hard it is.
"It's fine, Sect Master Yu doesn't have to be polite." Gu Fenghua said.
"By the way, that magic weapon is fine, right?" Yu Xuanyang asked worriedly.
"Don't worry, Lord, that magic weapon is fine." Yu Zifei rushed to say without waiting for Gu Fenghua to answer.
Just as Yu Xuanyang was shaken away, the artifact that condensed and fit was blown up again, but even Gu Fenghua's shocking sword could not completely destroy it, and this time was no exception. Taking advantage of his healing skills, Yu Zi
Fei has already found the artifact fragments with Luo Enen and others.
At this time, the seven artifact fragments were pieced together by Yu Zifei, quietly floating in the original place, completely silent. If it weren't for the scene just now, who would have thought that there was such a terrible power in it?
Yu Xuanyang breathed a sigh of relief and came to the artifact again. He carefully pondered the profound runes, but he did not dare to do it easily. Although he successfully escaped the disaster, he still felt scared when he remembered the scene just now.
How dare you do it easily?
The seven artifact fragments were pieced together, and the runes on them were roughly complete, but the art of refining Wushangtian was obviously very different from that of Wuji Shengtian. How could he understand the mystery? It was repeated over and over again.
As he pondered, his eyebrows were furrowed together.