Chapter 151
After discovering that the small wound on Hua Yun's arm was still the same under the treatment of his eighth-level priest magic life crown song, and there was no change in the slightest healing, Priest Lu An's face instantly turned ashen.

"It's impossible... Even if such a small wound was injured by a holy-level master, and the damage of the holy-level power remained on it, it is impossible for it to be unresponsive under the treatment of the Song of Life." Priest Lu'an said palely. There was no trace of blood on his face, and he muttered to himself, at this moment, his heart was full of disbelief.

The difficulty of using priest magic to heal people on Allen Continent after being injured is not only related to the severity of the injury. If a person is injured by a third-order attack, as long as it is not a fatal injury such as losing his head, The healing priest can heal the wound quickly as long as he uses priest magic healing of level three or above.

And if a person's injury is caused by an eighth-level attack, even if it's just a small scratch, it won't help if there is no magic treatment above the seventh level.

This looks extremely weird on the surface, but in fact it is quite reasonable. After an average person is injured, a part of the attacker's energy will remain in the wound. Under the obstruction of this part of energy, any energy level lower than this Even healing magic cannot effectively heal the wounded.

Just like Gunir, the ancient war tree of the elves, the wounds on their bodies were left by the dragon knight who was the peak powerhouse of the holy rank thousands of years ago. Under the resistance of Gunil and the others, that part of the remaining peak energy of the holy rank is very small, but when we were in the forest of mist, whether it was the top eighth-level planter magic or the top eighth-level wood-type magic, Under the obstruction of the weak peak holy level, Gunil could not be healed even a little bit, this is the power of high-level damage.

Of course, it doesn't mean that the level of rank is everything. Generally speaking, even if a small wound like Hua Yun's body is injured by a master of the holy rank, the residual power of the holy rank will not be too much on such a small wound. , the eighth-level priest magic with the strength of Life Crown Song can also be completely cured, which is why Lu An couldn't believe it.

With a soft exhale in the dark, a trace of sweat leaked from Hua Yun's forehead. The energy contained in the eighth-order life crown song released by Lu An earlier was too powerful. The transformation was not completed all at once. Fortunately, at the last moment, Hua Yun used the restraining force to isolate the small meridians near the wound in time, so that Lu An could not heal the wound on his arm.

"Since Master Lu An is not willing to treat me, then I will not force you." Shaking his head slightly, Hua Yun came to Qi Ao with helplessness on his face, "Master Qi Ao, please treat me for a while." Bar."

"Me?" Qi Ao, who was standing beside Hua Yun, was taken aback for a moment. Regarding what happened to Lu An and Hua Yun before, Qi Ao was also somewhat puzzled, but he never imagined that there would be such a heaven-defying technique in this world. He, like other pastors, thought it was Lu An's own problem.

For Hua Yun who saved his life in a critical moment, Qi Ao's heart is full of gratitude. Now that Hua Yun has spoken, regardless of his serious injuries, Qi Ao didn't say a word, and directly condensed the light system in the air. elements come.

Qi Ao was a little apprehensive about Lu An's strange situation of casting healing magic before, and he didn't dare to hold back, so he immediately cast the eighth-level priest magic.

Seeing Qi Ao's appearance, Hua Yun grabbed Qi Ao's arm suddenly, "Master Qi Ao, for this small injury, all you need is a second- and third-level priest magic."

"Second and third-level priest magic?" Qi Ao was a little confused by Hua Yun, but he still listened to Hua Yun's words. For an eighth-level priest like Qi Ao, the second and third-level healing magic can be cast instantly. The white glow suddenly lit up on his hand, and it hit Hua Yun's arm all at once.

Under the astonished gazes of everyone in the hall, the wound that Priest Lu'an had cast several spells just now, but failed to heal, was healed quickly under the treatment of Qi Ao's Tier [-] healing magic. After a while, There was no trace of injury on Hua Yun's arm at all, as if there had never been a wound there, it was extremely clean.

At this moment, everyone was sure that Priest Lu An deliberately did not treat Hua Yun. They all looked at Priest Lu An with contempt, and retreated two steps away from Priest Lu An unnaturally.

Of course, there are also a few people in the hall who are puzzled by what happened to Hua Yun. In their hearts, even if Priest Lu An is really unwilling to treat Master Hua Yun, it is impossible to give up his reputation under such circumstances. Treat Hua Yun, but they also understand in their hearts that even if Master Hua Yun is really obstructing it on purpose, with the strength of the eighth-rank priest of Lu'an Priest, it is impossible to heal such a wound. It seems that Lu'an Priest Unwilling to use all their strength, those priests also avoided Priest Lu'an far away from such a poor character.

Sensing the weird eyes and attitudes around him, Priest Lu'an wished that there was a crack in the ground beside him. At this moment, he didn't want to leave or stay here, it was extremely embarrassing.

In the previous time, what changed was not only his image in the hearts of others, but also his confidence in himself.

"Patriarch Askar, even though the strange energy in the storm has been completely eliminated, in order to prevent any accidents, it is better to try the bloodline inheritance again now." After receiving the wonderful treatment, Hua Yun immediately came to Patriarch Aska and proposed. He was extremely curious about the blood inheritance of the dwarves.

"That's fine!" Patriarch Aska thought for a moment, then nodded, and came to the still weak Bao Feng.

Holding the Hammer of Storms in his hands, Chief Aska closed his eyes slightly, and slowly uttered an extremely strange language again.

As Aska muttered, a red ray of light appeared from the Hammer of the Storm in his hand again, responding to Aska's words flickering on and off, the powerful energy fluctuation from before reappeared into the perception of the public.

With a loud shout in his mouth, the light on Aska's body burst into a burst of light, and as Aska's eyes suddenly opened, a red light suddenly struck into Baofeng's body from the Storm Hammer in his hand.

This bloodline inheritance needs to consume a lot of energy. With the strength of the patriarch Aska's holy rank, it can only be performed twice in the same day, and after it has been performed twice, it cannot be used again within a month.

After casting the bloodline inheritance, the eyes of Patriarch Askar and everyone in the hall all fixed on Bao Feng in the middle, full of apprehension and anticipation in his heart, and Hua Yun's eyes also stared at The storm in the hall.

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Today, a brother actually voted for Xiaoshi a 3000-word reminder, good man!
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