Supreme Martial God

"I escaped......".

In the ancestral hall, the old man in blue shirt whispered, his look became very ugly, and his dignified and arrogant spirit appeared a little lost.

The sword Hua of the counter Jie sword faded slowly, the sword power was silent, the surrounding space returned to normal, and the space flame disappeared without a trace.

"Divine medicine, limitless, what is the identity of the other party!?".

Wuji and Shenyao looked embarrassed. They looked at each other and said, "Grandpa, we don't know. We seem to be an unknown person.".

The old man in blue shirt shot a fine light in his eyes, turned slowly, looked deeply at the limitless divine medicine, and said in a cold voice: "unknown people!? unknown people can turn over rivers and seas in the ancestral temple, like entering an uninhabited land!? unknown people can burn down the Chu ancestral hall and rob the war spirit!?".

Divine medicine and Wuji were more ashamed, and their heads hung lower. They were scolded by the old man in blue, trembling like two children.

"Check it immediately! Find out the identity of the other party! No matter what background he has, kill me directly! Leave none!".

"Yes! Grandpa! We must make up for our mistakes! Bring back the head of this hateful boy to worship our ancestors!".

Knowing that the old man in blue shirt was really angry, elder Shenyao and elder Wuji quickly swore and then flew away to investigate.

"Hoo Hoo ~".

Under the bleak night, on a towering mountain, Zhan Ling fell into a bush and made a heavy breathing sound.

Beside Zhan Ling, Chu ling'er hugged Lin Yue, her beautiful cheeks were full of anxiety, constantly shook Lin Yue's shoulders and whispered his name.

"Brother Lin Yue, wake up...".

Ling'er put his palm against Lin Yue's vest and huff and puff Zhenyuan, conveying pure energy to Lin Yue's muscles and veins.

But Zhenyuan injected into Lin Yue's body was like a cow into the sea, which could not attract a slightest reaction.

Lin Yue's body was like an invincible black hole. No matter how many real yuan linger injected into it, it was absorbed in an instant and couldn't get a little feedback.

"Woo ~".

"Cluck ~".

In the dark depths of the ancient forest, the roaring and whispering of monsters came continuously, whistling and trembling in the night sky, making the night look terrible and desolate.

"Brother Lin Yue ~".

Lin Yue hugged Lin Yue tightly and felt the weak breath of Lin Yue. Now Lin Yue is like a dead man. His face is as white as paper. His pulse beats and stops sometimes. No one knows when it will completely disappear.

"Brother Lin Yue, wake up ~ don't leave ling'er here alone..." ling'er's tears rustled down and his cheeks snuggled with Lin Yue's cheeks. It was a boundless night, and the emptiness was like a grave.

"Dong ~".

Suddenly, a deep heartbeat rang.

Ling'er hurriedly looked at Lin Yue and pressed his hand on Lin Yue's chest. He was very nervous and felt the change of Lin Yue carefully.

"Dong ~"

Finally, when ling'er was about to despair, she felt a slight vibration in Lin Yue's chest again.

"Brother Lin Yue!".

Ling'er's eyes brightened and cheered up. She clenched Bei's teeth, helped Lin Yue up, and recklessly injected the whole body Zhenyuan into Lin Yue's body, regardless of whether it was useful or not. This is the only thing she can do now!

"Dong ~ Dong ~ Dong!".

Lin Yue's heartbeat, in the slow recovery and beating strength, became stronger and stronger. His weak breath began to become stronger.

"Well ~".

A quarter of an hour later, Lin Yue gave a low voice, hard opened his eyes, looked at the darkness in front of him.

"Brother Lin Yue! You're awake!" ling'er looked at Lin Yue in surprise, and tears kept flowing down her eyes.

Seeing ling'er's worried look, Lin Yue reluctantly smiled and said weakly, "ling'er, I'm fine, but my soul power has been consumed and can't die.".

Lin Yue said a few words hard, asked ling'er to help him sit down by a big tree, and whispered, "don't worry about rest. There is Zhan Ling nearby. Ordinary monsters smell its breath and don't dare to come. I can slow down as long as I practice for a few hours.".

"Ling'er is guarding brother Lin Yue." ling'er doesn't want anything to happen to Lin Yue again.

Lin Yue had no choice but to follow her.

His spirit was weak, and Lin Yue didn't dare to spend energy talking, so he closed his eyes and slowly meditated and practiced.

At dawn, Lin Yue was shocked and woke up from practice.

The green ancient trees are quiet, the cold wind blows gently, the branches and leaves shake, and the scenery is pleasant.

Lin Yue turned his head and saw ling'er leaning on the tree trunk with closed eyebrows. He didn't know when he had fallen asleep. Looking at the girl's haggard cheeks, Lin Yue moved in his heart, took off his long shirt and put it on for ling'er.

"Hoo!".

Lin Yue stood up, walked to the open space not far away and moved his body. In an instant, a violent pain broke out all over his body, making him take a breath of cold air.

"That old fellow! The sword meaning is too strong! My soul is exhausted. Don't say, even my body is hurt!".

Lin Yue rubbed his arm hard, and a cold look came out of his eyes. He scolded: "Chu's ancestral land is not a good thing! Wait, I will take special care of you when Lin Yue sees your disciples in Chu's ancestral land!".

As soon as his eyes turned, Lin Yue saw the super war spirit falling to the ground. The big man didn't move, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"Warspirit, don't die!".

Lin Yue looked dignified. The war spirit was very close to him and helped him escape, probably because he had the soul of Hongmeng.

"Dong Dong ~".

Lin Yue came up to Zhan Ling and put his ear on him. He immediately felt a heavy heartbeat coming from his huge body.

"Okay!".

Lin Yue breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the war spirit, like himself, had consumed all his strength and fainted temporarily.

Zhan Ling's body is full of burning marks. Most of his clothes have been burned. The skin exposed on his arm shows a deep purple black. This is because the blood is roasted at high temperature, and that piece of body tissue loses its activity. If it is not handled in time, the whole arm may fester.

Lin Yue thought, wiped the ink sword clean, injected a little Zhenyuan into the spirit sword, and carefully cut the meat on Zhan Ling.

"Roar!"

Just cut it, the faint war spirit immediately gave a arrogant roar, and the huge palm was hanging high and was about to fall down.

"Warspirit man! It's me!".

Lin Yue quickly shouted and flew back at the same time.

"Roar......".

Zhan Ling saw Lin Yue in front of him, and his roar suddenly decreased. He looked down at the melted skin on his arm, and his eyes were full of confusion.

"Man, I'm healing you. If you don't dig out the dead flesh and blood, this arm will be useless!".

Zhan Ling seemed to understand Lin Yue's meaning. He scratched his head with another big hand and slowly put his arm down.

Lin Yue's eyes lit up. The fighting spirit really obeyed him and could understand his mind.

Then he returned to the warspirit and said, "bear with it. I'll cut off all the meat within this foot for you. It may hurt very much, but after cutting, you'll get better!".

Zhan Ling nodded obediently. Lin Yue raised his ink sword and bit by bit rotated and cut around the necrotic muscle.

Soon, the necrotic part of the wound was cleared. Lin Yue got clean water from a stream not far away to wash away the black blood for it, and then took out two bottles of wound healing elixir from the heaven and earth ring to apply it for Zhan Ling.

"All right!".

Lin Yuechang breathed a sigh of relief. Watching Zhan Ling's wound gradually coagulate the bleeding scab and no longer bleed outward, he was very satisfied with his skill.