The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 4293 Recuperation
Chapter 4293 Rest

Following Ling Hantian's departure, the originally quiet atmosphere was finally broken by voices of relief.

However, no one knew Ling Hantian's origin.

He seemed to come out of nowhere and left a deep impression on everyone.

"Look, the blood in this pool is boiling, what a powerful blood force, he was just taking a bath!"

"This person is too weird. This should be the pond where treasures are brewed, and the power of the blood should belong to him!"

"Hmph, I discovered this pool first, anyone who dares to snatch it from me will be killed!"

In the main hall, because the water in the pool contains extremely strong blood power.

Immediately, a bloody battle broke out. In order to win the ownership of the pool, many quasi-emperors desperately tried their best.

But what they are fighting for is only Ling Hantian's bath water, which sounds extremely ironic.

At this time, in a secret small secret room, Ling Hantian used the Heaven Slashing Demon Knife to wipe out the dark ion creatures, and put Lin Miaoer down.

"Brother Ling, you are also seriously injured, don't use your divine power anymore!"

Lin Miaoer said this almost in tears.

Just now, every time Ling Hantian swung the Heaven Slashing Demon Knife, he would spit out a mouthful of blood.

Obviously, Ling Hantian's own injuries were not that easy.

"Ahem, Miaoer, for the next period of time, we can only cultivate here."

After Ling Hantian sealed the entrance to the secret room, he returned to Lin Miaoer's side.

As the efficacy of the blood vessels expired, he didn't even have the strength to meditate.

Just when he was about to sit down, he fell down.

Fortunately, Lin Miaoer was beside Ling Hantian, supporting him on her lap.

"Brother Ling, how are you doing?"

Lin Miaoer asked worriedly, but found that Ling Hantian's consciousness had been blurred, and he fell into a coma.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Ling Hantian gradually regained consciousness.

At this time, Jiang Xingyun's body was still a mess.

"If you rely on yourself, it may take tens or hundreds of years to recover."

Ling Hantian checked his body, but he couldn't help but wryly smiled again and again, this time his cultivation was really at a loss.

If it really took tens or hundreds of years, the day lily would be cold.

Slowly opening her eyes, Lin Miaoer was sleeping soundly. After being sealed by the monument of immortality, Lin Miaoer lost her strength.

The current Lin Miaoer is as weak as an ordinary peasant girl, even a strong Taoist ancestor can take care of her.

"It's impossible to recover by myself. Fortunately, this ancient temple was left by the strong emperor. If I can get the power left by the strong emperor, I can recover in a very short time."

Ling Hantian thought secretly, not only him, but also Lin Miaoer, the latter's injury was no less serious than his.

However, Ling Hantian didn't go out immediately, but sat cross-legged, and began to exercise his energy and adjust his breath, and he had to recover a little bit of self-protection before he could act.

It took a week for Ling Han to repair several narrow meridians in his body, so that the divine power can circulate in the body for a small circle.

As for those main meridians, even if they have the ability to repair them, the time it takes is not something Ling Hantian can bear now.

Ling Hantian's current strength is not one in ten, which is roughly equivalent to the powerhouse of Emperor Zhun's first-level cultivation, and he can't even match the second-level power of Emperor Zhun.

"call!"

In the secret room, Ling Hantian opened his eyes, let out a long breath, and planned to go out.

"Brother Ling, how are you feeling?"

Lin Miaoer had already woken up, and when she saw Ling Hantian awakened from a cultivator, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, no one came to disturb me halfway.

"I have regained some strength, at least I have the strength to let us start the next journey." Ling Hantian nodded.

Lin Miaoer couldn't help frowning, "Brother Ling, our injuries are too serious to continue the ancient temple treasure hunt, why don't we leave?"

"Miao'er, with the current situation of you and me, it will take at least a hundred years to recover. We don't have that much time to spend, so we have to take the risk."

Ling Hantian stared at Lin Miaoer solemnly, and said: "I plan to find the power inheritance left by the owner of this ancient temple!"

"Brother Ling, do you want to use the power of the emperor to restore your strength?"

Lin Miaoer stared at Ling Hantian in shock.

How dare ordinary people pay such attention, after all, they are far from reaching the emperor level.

Moreover, both of them are disabled now.

In such a situation, it is only a shame to go to the attention of Fengdi Qiang.

"There is nothing else to do!"

Ling Hantian knew Lin Miaoer's worry.

It's just that he has no other choice now, and he can't afford to spend hundreds of years.

Otherwise, I don't know how far Zhentian Martial God has grown at that time.

Lin Miaoer heard the words, she had to grit her teeth and said: "Okay, Brother Ling, no matter whether it is a mountain of swords or a sea of ​​fire, even if it is the master who slaughters Chaotian, Miaoer will accompany you."

"Then let's go."

Ling Hantian smiled, pulled Lin Miaoer and walked towards the door, leaving this secret room.

After not coming out for a while, Ling Hantian discovered that there were more dark ion creatures, surrounding the ancient temple.

The sky was pitch black, and the breath of dark ion creatures filled this small space with an oppressive atmosphere.

Fortunately, not far from the ancient temple, there is a luminous stone that provides the light source.

Otherwise, it would be pitch black, and even the Zhun Emperor would not be able to see his fingers.

boom!
When the two of Ling Hantian passed a side hall, they heard bursts of force attacking hard objects from inside, which was deafening.

Obviously, treasure hunting is still going on like fire and tea in this ancient temple.

Everyone is attacking most of the seals in the ancient temple.

And some temples guarded by dark particles are so weird that few people dare to provoke them.

"what?"

Ling Hantian and Lin Miaoer walked through the ancient temple for about an hour, when a square suddenly appeared in front of them, and behind the square was a large hall.

The hall was surrounded by dense dark ion creatures, and only the model of the hall could be vaguely seen, but the whole was not visible.

At this time, in the center of the square, a group of strong men were standing there, discussing in groups of threes and twos, and sometimes cast their fearful eyes on the hall.

"Plum Blossom Emperor and the four of them are also there"

Ling Hantian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he spotted the four Plum Blossom Emperors in the crowd. They stood at the front, standing side by side with some people.

However, after scanning around, he didn't find where Liu Ruoruo was captured by them, Ling Hantian couldn't help frowning secretly.

And the strong men gathered in this square are all strong men who have cultivated from the quasi-emperor Bachongtian to the emperor.

It can be said that this group of people should be the strongest force in this ancient temple treasure hunt, and they all gathered here. The situation is a bit strange.

"They didn't dare to step forward."

Lin Miaoer was a little puzzled. Wherever this group of people went, they would be razed to the ground, but they didn't dare to take an inch here.

Ling Hantian took a closer look, and found that the flow of power in the air was actually some weird curves, so he narrowed his eyes immediately.

(End of this chapter)