Dragon King Hall

Chapter 1195
The faces of the keel and the blond woman couldn't help but turn ugly. Yang Xingxia is obviously going to regret it now.

Yang Xingxia tightly shook the scabbard in his hand, "You two, shouldn't you leave? Old man, see off my guests."

Yang Shoumu nodded, and said to the two dragon bones: "Master is going to rest, you two should leave first."

Keel clenched his fist tightly, but Yang Shou's tomb in front of him forced him to suppress all the anger in his heart. He was not confident that he could get cheap in front of Yang Shou's tomb.

As the third leader of the Returning Ancestor League, Long Gu is very clear about the current echelon of the strong in this world.

Those standing in the first echelon are naturally the only few strong spirit control experts in this world. Each of them is an unimaginable existence. They will not be born at will, and no one will be stupid enough to provoke them.

The second echelon is the existence of Yang Shou's tomb, including the three stars who were famous in the world decades ago, and a few masters who are still hiding in the dark. Under the spirit control, there is no opponent.

The third echelon is Keel and Chai Jiuming. Each echelon is a watershed.

As for the fourth echelon, it is most of the god-endowed realm.

Keel is only standing in the third echelon, and he absolutely dare not be presumptuous in front of Yang Shou's tomb in the second echelon.

Keel's eyes fixed on Yang Xingxia.

"I'm going to rest, old man, hurry up." Yang Xingxia waved his hand impatiently.

Yang Shoumu said again, "You two, it's time to go."

Keel took a deep breath, stood up, took a deep look at Yang Xingxia, and said, "Then we have time to visit again!"

After finishing speaking, Keel took the blonde woman and left the villa.

After leaving the villa, the blond woman was full of anger.

"This Yang Xingxia, he dared to go back on his word!"

"Hehe." Keel laughed surprisingly, "You have been in charge of contacting Yang Xingxia for so long, can't you tell how greedy Yang Xingxia is at all? He is greedy and lustful, but these things are nothing compared to power Value, for power, Yang Xingxia will be more greedy, about his reluctance to hand over the inheritance, it should have been thought of long ago."

The blond woman was surprised, "Then why do we still..."

"Don't worry." Long Gu shook his head, "Yang Xingxia is a brainless person, and he has a loyal Yang Shou's tomb. This time, the matter of Xixia inheritance is so big. For a long time to come, Yang Xingxia will become Our shield, huh, huh, Xixia inheritance, why not abandon it for the time being, there are so many inheritances left in Yanxia for 5000 years, our main goal is this!"

As Long Gu said, he took out the animal skin that Yang Xingxia cut into two with a sword from his pocket.

It was already the limit for Jiang Shen to control the mountain and river map to take away Henry Zhang last night. As for this animal skin, they didn't notice it, and even if they did, they wouldn't have any scruples.

Keel's eyes were filled with excitement, "This is the medium of Loulan. The inheritor of Loulan has already fled. We have obtained his blood. As long as we have this medium, the inheritance of Loulan can be opened. That inheritance is much bigger than the inheritance of Xixia. Many!"

The blond woman's eyes were full of unwillingness, "Then let's forget about Yang Xingxia? He is using us!"

"Of course not." Keel's face was full of confidence, "Look, Yang Xingxia will be used by us soon, and then we will have a Yang Shou's tomb, and that Yang Shou's tomb is a very good one." You are a dead man! Let’s go, let’s go to Loulan, and the matter here is over.”

Time will always pass inadvertently.

Outside the ICU of Yinzhou Hospital, the entire corridor of the hospital was cleared. Doctors, nurses and patients were not allowed to enter. Officials closed all the entrances on this floor.

Zhao Ji stood alone at the end of the empty corridor. In the smoking room, the ashtray in front of Zhao Ji was already full, and he stamped out cigarette butts all over the floor. The entire smoking room was filled with smoke, which was enough to see that Zhao Ji had something in his heart. How anxious.

It has been more than ten hours since the doctor entered the intensive care unit, but there is still no movement.

The doctor's words kept ringing in Zhao Ji's mind, how could there be three qi in Henry Zhang's body?

One of them is the sword energy that Yang Xingxia penetrated into Henry Zhang's body, which Zhao Ji can understand.

Zhao Ji has also seen Henry Zhang shot, Henry Zhang’s Qi is full of domineering, it should be the extremely domineering Qi that the doctor said, and wants to drive the sword Qi out of Henry Zhang’s body.

But what is the other share?Swallow the remaining two qi in Henry Zhang's body to grow independently?
And, why are the two qi in Henry Zhang's body spiritual?
Zhao Ji couldn't figure out this question anyway. He also guessed whether it was because Zhang Xuan was a fairy lotus, but it was a fairy lotus. A strong spirit controller came out!

Controlling the spirit realm, how could it be that simple?
During this period, Zhao Ji also contacted some former friends, but none of them had heard of the presence of multiple auras in the body.

A person's aura, from the day of transformation, determines its attributes, and when it is a gift, it also determines the divine will. Everyone has only one divine will, and only when they understand this divine will can they be driven. Step into Fushen.

In the end, this kind of divine will will possess spirituality and achieve spiritual control. This is the fundamental condition and process for a Qi practitioner to be strong. For thousands of years, there has never been an accident.

But now, this accident is just in front of Zhao Ji.

In the intensive care unit, Henry Zhang lying on the hospital bed was covered with silver needles all over his body.

The old doctor stood by the hospital bed with a terribly solemn expression.

In the ward, there are a total of three different colors of light flooding, pure white, blood red, and alluring purple awn.

These three colors are intertwined, and all kinds of instruments in the ward have long been shattered under the gas of these three colors. Although the blood-red gas is the weakest among the three colors, it is quite tenacious and keeps eating away. With the aura of the other two colors, it grows a little bit, and the color becomes deeper and deeper.

The old doctor carefully observed the three gases, murmuring incessantly.

If you listen carefully, you will hear the old doctor's murmur.

"Impossible! This is impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could this happen! This is unreasonable! This is unreasonable! This thing should have disappeared long ago! Impossible! Impossible!"

Henry Zhang, who was in a coma, was completely unaware of what happened to his body, and he couldn't know what it was that made the old doctor look like this.

After several days in a row, Henry Zhang was awakened by the glare of the sun.

(End of this chapter)