Chapter 143 The snow is actually red!

Hua Jianli picked off a petal of the red golden lotus and stuffed it into the mouth of the unconscious Pang Jiayi, then put the remaining part into the Qiankun bag, helped Pang Jiayi up, put his hands on his back, and began to help him heal his injuries .

As the petals were refined, Pang Jiayi's whole body emitted a soft yellow light, and the wound pierced by the sharp claws slowly healed until no trace of injury could be found.

The healing effect of Golden Lotus is indeed well-deserved. Just one petal healed such a serious injury within two sticks of incense.

Pang Jiayi woke up slowly and opened his eyes. What came into view was Hua Jianli dressed in white, sitting next to him while regulating his breath and breathing.

Pang Jiayi was a little startled. He looked down and saw that the wound that was bleeding had completely disappeared. If the injured area wasn't still aching, he would have doubted that the blow he just blocked for Huajian was done by him. A dream.

"Hua Jianli, did you eat the red golden lotus for me?" Pang Jiayi looked at Hua Jianli blankly. Before he passed out, he happened to see the female disciple snatching the red golden lotus. He wanted to help, but was unable to do anything.

Now it seems that Hua Jianli has successfully obtained the Red Golden Lotus and driven away those shameless monks.

If it were an ordinary elixir, no matter how effective it was and how high its quality was, it would not be able to achieve such an astonishing therapeutic effect.

Unless Hua Jianli fed him the immortal elixir Red Golden Lotus.

Seeing that Pang Jiayi was awake, Hua Jianli came over and knelt down, "Brother Pang, I didn't give you the whole red golden lotus to eat. Your injury only needs one petal to heal. Come on, stand up and walk two steps." try."

Pang Jiayi stood up with Hua Jianli's help. The weakness in his body completely disappeared. At this moment, he could jump around like a normal person.

Pang Jiayi lowered his eyes to hide his cunning look. Suddenly his legs went weak and he almost fell back to the ground.

He covered his head with a painful look on his face, "I feel like I have a splitting headache now and my feet are weak. I probably won't be able to walk a few steps."

Hua Jianli looked at Pang Jiayi suspiciously and said, "Senior Brother Pang, I see that your face is rosy and you are even much better than before you were injured. Logically, you shouldn't be so weak."

"Perhaps I have been severely corroded by Yin Qi, and I can't recover for a while." Pang Jiayi froze slightly, then held his forehead and sighed.

"Then let me help you, we have to leave here as soon as possible." Hua Jianli grabbed Pang Jiayi's arm, without seeing Pang Jiayi's successful smile, and helped him leave the Blood Swamp step by step.

Hua Jianli did not expect that Qin Sizhu and Hou Yueming would come here shortly after she left the Blood Swamp.

"There are traces of being burned here. A Li must have been here. Look, there are footprints on the ground! She shouldn't have gone far yet. Let's catch up and join her." Qin Sizhu looked at the messy blood. Swamp, with a happy face.

Hou Yueming nodded. This place had been destroyed, and no treasures or opportunities could be found.

If the secret realm is destroyed, it will take 50 years to repair it the next time the door to the secret realm is opened.

The two of them didn't stop too much and chased in the direction of the footprints.

They fell into a strange cave after the formation was activated. It took a lot of effort to get out of the cave, but luckily, they found a practice secret book.

Hua Jianli and Pang Jiayi walked for a while and saw a snowfield ahead. A violent storm was raging. In the endless snowfield, dozens of people were struggling to move forward against the howling wind. These people were monks from various sects. .

What’s horrifying is that none of this snow is white, but as bright red as the Blood Swamp. Whether it’s floating in the sky or piled on the ground, it’s all so red that it’s as if it’s been soaked in blood.

The gloomy clouds piled up on the horizon in layers, burying the few withered grasses into the snow.As soon as Hua Jianli stepped into the snow, he felt the biting cold wind, as if there were thousands of needlepoints pricking his body, and every step he took was accompanied by pain.

When I didn't step into the snow, although I felt a little chilly, it wasn't that cold.

The wind blew so hard that one couldn't keep his eyes open. The further he walked, the deeper the snow became. Stepping on waist-deep snow, every step required effort, as if stepping on a bottomless soft wall. The steps were heavy and difficult.

Next to him, Pang Jiayi couldn't stop trembling, and his whole body was as cold as ice. Hua Jianli hurriedly took out a cloak from the Qiankun bag and put it on him.

She practiced fire spells, so she wasn't afraid of the cold. However, Pang Jiayi didn't look very well. She would be in trouble if she fainted in a short while.

"Ali! Ali!" A familiar shout suddenly came from the wailing wind.

Hua Jianli turned around, his surprised and bright eyes looking through the heavy snow at the two black spots in the distance.

"Si Zhu!" Hua Jianli waved happily.

When Hou Yueming and Qin Sizhu approached, Hua Jianli smoothed his hair that was blown by the wind and asked, "Where have you been? Why aren't Senior Brother Bai and the others with you?"

"We were trapped by the formation. Since entering the formation, we haven't seen anyone else. I saw footprints in the Blood Swamp. I followed the footprints to find you and then I met you." Qin Sizhu took Hua Jianli's hand. said.

"This is...Senior Brother Pang?" Qin Sizhu was surprised when he saw clearly the person Hua Jianli was supporting.

Seeing Pang Jiayi wrapped in a heavy cloak and still turning blue from the cold, there was worry in his eyes, "Senior Brother Pang, are you okay?"

It took her a long time to remember who this person was, but this was not because she had a bad memory, it was because Pang Jiayi's sense of presence was too low.

Pang Jiayi shook his head, but it was clear that he was barely holding on.

Hua Jianli gave Pang Jiayi a little spiritual power and explained, "I met Senior Brother Pang in the formation. He was very familiar with this place, so I went with him. He was injured trying to save me before. , so it’s a little weak.”

Qin Sizhu rubbed his arms and tightened his collar while looking at the heavy snow in the sky, "Why is it so weird here? I have never seen red snow before. It's so scary."

"This is the last ghost place in the Netherworld and the most difficult place to pass through, the Tomb of the Ghost King." Pang Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed his purple hands.

Tomb of the Ghost King?But there is only red snow here, and no tombs can be seen?
"You have to defeat the demons and ghosts guarding the tomb first before the Ghost King's tomb will appear." Pang Jiayi said quietly when he saw the three of them looking around blankly.

"Then where are these monsters?" Hua Jianli asked.

Pang Jiayi was about to speak when he suddenly saw a pile of snow rising slowly in the snow in the distance. In the snow pile, a bloody mouth suddenly opened, revealing a mouth full of fangs, like a handful of fangs. With the huge dagger, he bit the two closest monks at once, threw them into the air, and swallowed them in one gulp.

The nearby monks screamed in terror and ran for their lives.

As the pile of snow fell, a huge creature appeared in front of us. It was three feet long, with a head like a lion and eyes like bells. It also had a pair of huge horns on its head and its body was covered with a thick layer of hair. , its claws are extremely sharp and can tear a person into pieces with just one swing.

(End of this chapter)

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