God of Life and Death

Chapter 4567: Treatment of Dao Injuries

"Fang Yue, don't be impulsive!"

Fang Han wanted to dissuade Fang Yue.

"I know, I'm not impulsive!"

Fang Yue took a deep breath.

"Fang Yue, I know that your strength has become very strong now. You may even have the strength to fight with the mastermind behind the scenes, but this battlefield has its own rules. No matter who it is, if you do it without permission Anyone who breaks these rules must bear an extremely cruel price."

Fang Han said.

"Rules? What rules? Isn't it the law of the jungle? The weak dies and the strong survive. I still understand this kind of rule."

Fang Yue said calmly.

"Nature is not as simple as the law of the jungle! If it were just the law of the jungle, our Fang family would have been gone long ago!"

Fang Han smiled bitterly.

After not seeing each other for a while, Fang Yue's gangsterism became more and more obvious.

"So what are the rules?"

Fang Yue asked curiously.

They are all on the border battlefield, fighting each other.

It's clearly a fight-to-death situation and everyone still has to pay attention to the rules. Isn't this just taking off your pants and farting? Isn't it unnecessary?

"In the border battlefield, every war must be fought with a name, and in the process of the war, other people who have nothing to do with the war are not allowed to be affected! It is like a game between two sides. Only those on the chessboard can interact with each other. In the fight, those who are not on the chessboard are not allowed to take action, and they cannot be assassinated!"

Fang Han said.

The explanation of this rule is convoluted.

Fang Yue was confused.

"Why is this?"

This kind of protection is also a kind of restriction!

Fang Han sighed softly.

"If the younger ones are killed, the older ones are brought, and the older ones are killed, and the younger ones are brought. In this case, both sides fight, and the final resolution of the war may go in an unknown direction, or even expand the scale of the war without limit. !”

"Frontier battlefields also have their own carrying capacity. If it exceeds the carrying capacity of the border battlefield, all kinds of unpredictable things will happen! For example, a hundred and twenty years ago, our Fang family fought with the people of the ancient tribe. In a hurry, for the sake of the rules of the battlefield, two mastermind-level masters broke the rules and fought each other. In the end, both mastermind-level masters died, and their flesh and blood melted into the frontier battlefield. In the frontier battlefield, an ancient The mysterious shadow of the city vaguely emerged, and dozens of creatures in silver armor walked out of it, sweeping across the battlefield. Everything was affected. Their combat power was invincible, and they killed people like pulling weeds. Among all the forces, they were only at the level of Tianzun. Nearly a hundred strong men have fallen!"

Fang Han still has lingering fears when he talks about what happened that time.

"A city?"

"Well, it's a mysterious city. I remember there are three big characters on that city called the City of Vain Death!"

"The City of Wasted Death? Isn't that part of the legendary underworld in the last reincarnation era?"

Fang Yue said in shock.

He didn't know about other places, but he had heard about the City of Fu Shi.

Myths circulated in the last reincarnation era.

The City of Wasted Death was built by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. It houses people who died in vain, violently, and unjustly, so there was a lot of resentment. The city is under the control of King Biancheng, one of the Ten Halls of Yama.

People who die in vain, because they all die violently.

Therefore, they cannot receive worship from their relatives, nor can they receive tributes and paper money.

These people can only be freed when their real murderers are brought to trial.

However, with the overthrow of the last reincarnation era, more and more wronged souls have accumulated in the City of Wandering Death, and the resentment has become stronger and stronger. It seems that the situation has changed.

"The collapse of the last samsara era caused huge problems in the entire samsara system. The City of Unjust Deaths built by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to save all sentient beings has no place to return and is suppressed in the endless abyss! Many people who died unjustly have no place to return. The souls of the dead either have nowhere to go, wandering between heaven and earth, turning into ghosts. Only some of the wronged souls who entered the city of vain death can enter reincarnation, and some of the souls have lingering resentments and cannot be reincarnated because their murderers were not tried! "

"So, according to my inference, when the projection of the City of Wasted Death appeared, it must have sensed the fall of powerful creatures and the emergence of endless resentment, so it came to the frontier battlefield under the operation of certain rules. But the projection of the City of Wasted Death The rules have been broken, the city's projection has descended, and some innocent souls have turned into ghost soldiers and wandered outside. They want to find the real culprit who murdered them. If they can't find the real culprit, they will use others to take the blame!"

Fang Han explained.

Fang Yue couldn't help but frown when he heard this.

The great reckoning is about to begin.

Relics left over from the previous era of reincarnation are also beginning to appear.

He was not expert in suppressing the dead souls, but he could find Black and White Wuchang back later.

This is within their professional scope.

And by this time, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and Yama of the Tenth Palace will soon be revived!

If necessary, he would definitely lend a helping hand during the recovery of these mythical characters.

"So last time I destroyed Qingyun City and killed the ancient clan's Heavenly Lord and these dark creatures..."

Fang Yue looked at Fang Han with some worry and whispered.

"The guys from the Ancient Clan have no problem! Because before you showed up, the Ancient Clan had already violated the rules of the battlefield. They were originally just fighting a small-scale battle under the Heavenly Realm, but the Heavenly Clan from the Ancient Clan secretly attacked and severely injured them. Kill Fang Qing! So you took action to destroy the Qingyun City of the ancient tribe and disintegrate the Tianzun of the ancient tribe. Even the guardians on the frontier battlefield can't say anything."

"As for the dark creatures, aren't they all dead yet! The rules are subject to certain changes. As the saying goes, if the people don't complain, the officials won't be held accountable. As long as these two dark creatures don't complain themselves, the problem won't be too big!"

"Oh, by the way, you two don't want to complain to anyone, do you?"

Fang Han said pitifully to the Thirty-six Dark Kings and White Bones.

The two of them were immediately terrified.

Waves of cold air shot up from his heels.

"No, no!"

The two dark creatures said in unison, quite well-behaved.

Now that they have been restrained by Fang Yue, they still have the intention and courage to complain. If they want to complain, as soon as the front foot steps away, the back foot may be brought alive by the ominous power Fang Yue injected into their bodies. Killed.

"It's okay if you don't!"

Fang Han said with a smile.

Fang Yue said nothing.

He walked towards Fang Qing.

"Let me heal your wounds!"

Since there is no battle to fight for the time being, he will come to heal Fang Qing and others and help them regain their strongest fighting strength!

"My injury is a Dao injury...I'm afraid it will be difficult to heal!"

Fang Qing bit her red lips lightly and said helplessly.

Dao injuries are difficult to heal. Unless Dao with the same attribute or with conflicting attributes cancel each other out, Hu will have to pay a huge price to heal Dao injuries.

Fang Yue has already paid enough for them, and he doesn't want Fang Yue to be harmed because of himself.

"Let me take a look. Maybe there is a way?"

Fang Yue didn't say anything to death.

He is a professional when it comes to killing people.

In terms of healing, Fang Yue feels that he is no amateur either.

"good!"

Seeing Fang Yue's persistence, Fang Qing had no choice but to let Fang Yue heal her injuries.

However, Fang Qing had already made up her mind. If Fang Yue had to pay a relatively large price to heal her injuries, she would firmly stop him.

In Fang Qing's eyes, Fang Yue's value was much higher than her own.

Fang Qing slowly took off her armor, and wounds appeared in front of Fang Yue.

These wounds were crisscrossed and hideous, and most of the wounds were deep enough to show the bones.

There are also some wounds where black smoke is constantly coming out.

These wounds were cursed and difficult to heal, and made Fang Qing suffer painful torture all the time.

Fang Yue felt really sorry for him. It was hard to imagine how a woman like Fang Qing could still insist on fighting despite being tortured by so many wounds.

"Fang Yue, do you think there is any way to treat my wound?"

Fang Qing said with some anxiety.

Not all of these wounds were left over from the previous war. Some of them were old wounds. Because the Tao in them could not be removed, they were difficult to heal and remained over time.

"It's not a big problem!"

Fang Yue said with a smile.

He ran his palm over it.

A three-inch long wound on Fang Qing's arm healed instantly. The black aura on it was absorbed by Fang Yue, leaving no trace left. The wound healed under the nourishment of the power of life, giving birth to pink skin. As long as some time passes, this pink skin will The skin can be converted into normal color.

"I'm fine now?!"

Fang Qing's eyes widened with an incredulous look.

This wound has been tormenting her for three years and has never been healed.

Every time she used the sword, the wound would be involved. Every time she danced with the sword, there would be tearing pain in her arm.

Originally, Fang Qing thought that her wound would stay with her for the rest of her life.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yue cured himself in the blink of an eye.

"It's just the power of darkness, nothing to be afraid of!"

Fang Yue said lightly.

The thirty-six dark demon kings and Baigu watched this scene eagerly and felt aggrieved.

The power of darkness is their trump card. On weekdays, they are invincible. As long as the power of darkness is attached to someone else's wound, the other person will be tortured and feel like maggots attached to the bone that are difficult to dispel.

Who would have thought that when Fang Yue comes here, it will become "just".

"Let me see the other wounds!"

Fang Yue's service was considerate and he was about to check other wounds.

Fang Qing shook her head.

"The power of darkness is your strength, but other wounds are attached to various other laws. You may not be good at it!"

Fang Yue gently took away Fang Qing's hand covering the wound.

The neck is a wound caused by the power of destruction.

The power of destruction was constantly destroying Fang Qing's newly born body.

It grows and is obliterated.

It will continue to grow after being wiped out.

Both sides pulled repeatedly.

As a result, the wound on Fang Qing's neck healed and then cracked, and then cracked and healed again.

Fang Yue could understand that kind of pain and torture just by looking at it.

"Fang Yue is a wound caused by the power of destruction, and you can't heal it!"

Fang Qing shook her head, she was already desperate.

The power of destruction is more partial.

What's more, the destructive power on his neck has reached the thirteenth level.

There are even fewer people who have mastered the power of destruction at such a high level.

Fang Qing no longer had any hope for the treatment of this wound.

Fang Yue checked the wound.

A faint smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was a sense of confidence in that smile.

"This seems to be my area of ​​expertise too!"

Fang Yue said with a smile.