I rely on residual blood to repair my longevity

Chapter 495
Following the shouts of monks from Shengyuan Great World, in the end, the remaining people from God's Domain who could not open the black hole vortex and leave here were finally ganged up by the monks and wiped out.

Grabbing the last black monster on his side, the lord of the Shanghuan Sect wanted to save his life to judge where these people came from, but for some reason, the black monster that had given up resistance suddenly froze. The whole person began to spontaneously combust without wind.

The suzerain of Shanghuan Sect immediately looked at the positions of the others and sounded a reminder.

"Stay alive!"

However, even though everyone had already made preparations, at this moment, those black monsters still spontaneously ignited one after another.Anyway, the scene was quite shocking.But Chang Sheng and the others frowned fiercely. From their point of view, these black monsters seemed to be controlled by some foreign object to set themselves on fire at the same time.Or it wasn't a foreign thing, but they were cast with some kind of forbidden spell, induced when they were arrested on a large scale, and then all died, so as not to reveal any news that shouldn't be said.

No matter which one is the truth, it is not good news for Shengyuan Great World.

At this time, most of the monks around were being killed for all the black monsters, and they counted the number. It was the 360 ​​five balls of black liquid that landed in the Shengyuan Great World at the beginning that was excited!

Seeing the relatives and friends around him so happy that they were almost crazy, Chang Sheng and the others shut their mouths. No matter what happens at that time, at this moment, let everyone enjoy the joy of victory for a while.

At this moment, Tai Shizu, who was scarred in the sea, looked at the Shengyuan Great World that had been relieved of the crisis, and couldn't help waving his tail happily. A huge wave was raised, scattering countless water droplets, falling from the sky, and sprinkled on the victorious people. It was like a rain of victory cheers.

The disciples of the various sects and aristocratic families looked at the happy rain falling on their bodies, and felt that the gloom in their hearts was constantly dissipating, and a brand new feeling quickly swept through their bodies.It was a kind of excitement that filled the whole body.

Everyone looked at each other, the previous hard fighting, blood flying and heavy casualties seemed to be still vivid in their memory, but at this moment, under the extreme joy, these things seemed to have disappeared.

"Win, we won?"

"we won!"

"Ah, I really won. I thought it would take a long time. Unexpectedly, it doesn't seem to be that long..."

"But my junior brother, he, oh, he..."

The mood of the people who were originally excited turned down again at this time. It is not that they have no relatives who have died. On the battlefield, most of the time they can only rely on themselves, but life and death cannot be controlled by themselves.The departure of relatives and friends is far from being eliminated with a win. This is a relative I have been with for so many years. Who would have the heart to forget it?

Some people in Penglai Pavilion also died in this battle, and the bodies of the dead monks will gradually turn into dust to replenish the aura of heaven and earth. At this moment, they don't even have anyone to mourn, they can only look at the sunset in the sky and miss the dead Friends and family.

Changsheng looked at the sad expressions of the disciples of Penglai Pavilion around him, and couldn't help but close his eyes. Even though his cultivation base was perfect, he still couldn't protect everyone. During the battle, those black monsters did everything they could. Will sneak attack, it is inevitable that someone will be tricked.

"...Life and death have their own fate, it's not your fault, Changsheng, don't bear the death of too many people, this is not a good thing for you."

A person, a monk, will meet many people in this life, there will be many partings, many sorrows, and countless life and death partings.Because the lifespan of a monk is very long, many times that of a mortal.But the flow rate of time is the same for everyone, but monks have a longer lifespan, which seems to be wasted.But is this really the case?Don't talk about others, just talk about longevity. This is a child with too strong empathy. She has shouldered too many life and death separations that she shouldn't have to bear, but she is unwilling to let go for a long time.Not to mention anything else, since entering the Penglai Pavilion, which one of those elders has not given her a lot of natural treasures and spiritual weapons?Although Hate Parting and Du Xuanjin are spiritual weapons, they are not the best even for Yuanji Wuchangli who spent the most time with each other.But Changsheng never thought of changing a spiritual weapon, instead he kept forging them.The difference between the two of them over the years is so different that they almost catch up with a hundred of them!

Changsheng is a nostalgic person, which is not bad, but how should I put it, people who are nostalgic are often more likely to get hurt.Because others have gone out, but she is still immersed in those past memories and cannot extricate herself, how can this work?
Changsheng actually didn't know what senior Yuanji Wuchangli was thinking, but he still nodded when he heard what it said.

"Seniors I know."

"No, you don't understand at all!"

Yuanji Wuchang Li sighed with emotion, and immediately changed the subject, so that the other party could stop thinking so much.

"Let's help those injured monks first."

So the next time, everyone is helping those injured.Changsheng took the lead to go to the disciples of Penglai Pavilion. Some monks were seriously injured, and the panacea alone had no effect. Changsheng looked down at the disciple with a baby face.She remembered that this junior had helped him before, but she didn't expect the injury to be so serious now, the entire left upper body was gone, and the wound was throbbing slowly at the huge wound.This is not a good sign, the beating is getting slower and slower, which means that the vitality in his body is getting less and less.At this time, no matter how much panacea is fed, it is like feeding a bag with a broken bottom, which is useless at all.

"Cough, cough cough poof!"

The Penglai Pavilion disciple had a double image in front of his eyes at this moment, but he could barely make out that the person standing in front of him was Changsheng.It was the senior sister who had saved her.Ah, he really felt sorry, obviously Senior Sister Yong'an had saved him once before, but he was so useless, and was attacked by those Shenyu people again, and he couldn't even move.The feeling of getting colder and colder let him know that he was afraid that he would not survive.

Senior sister, I'm really sorry for wasting the opportunity you gave me.Thank you also for saving my life earlier.Speaking of which, when will I become as powerful as you?I have practiced for many, many years, but I am not as good as you, ah, maybe I have to wait until the next life...

Looking at the junior brother who was getting weaker and weaker in front of him, Chang Sheng felt as if his throat was tightly gripped by something, and he couldn't even breathe.

"Junior Brother is still alive, is there any way to make him survive?"

(End of this chapter)