Wu Dao felt very disappointed.
This is his life-saving trump card. It was specially refined for him by the Spirit Emperor's junior uncle in order to prevent him from being assassinated and attacked by the emperor of the demon clan. This is the only one and there is no backup.
But now, he wasted this extremely precious imperial-level spiritual treasure on a stranger whose cultivation level was almost the same as his.
Although this alien is a bit ridiculously powerful, he really hasn't reached the point where death is certain.
If it weren't for the three old bastards Gu Zeyan, Liu Silong and Zhao Xuewen who deliberately set up a trap and forced him to a dead end, he would never have easily used this imperial spiritual treasure.
"Okay, okay, it's almost done." Zhao Xuewen took a deep breath and reluctantly repaired his body from the neck down. His face turned pale: "Compared to the stimulation that I, Old Zhao, just received, what are you doing? "
"As long as I can kill this alien, not to mention wasting an imperial-level spiritual treasure, even if it is a precious treasure, it is still worth it!"
Liu Silong also helped to persuade him: "Yes, yes, this alien is so strong that it is almost abnormal. Under normal circumstances, with the four of us working together, it would be almost impossible to keep it so simply." It's possible."
"If you don't use the power of the Emperor's Spiritual Treasure to kill this guy completely, have you ever thought about the serious consequences if it escapes?"
"Don't forget the twenty-six puppet domain lords who were controlled by him in the city lord's palace, and don't forget his unique method of concealing his aura and hiding his traces."
"I dare to assert that once we let it go this time, it will definitely become the chief culprit that brings trouble to our entire federation!"
"In the entire thirty-six regions of the Federation, except for the Federal Central City and Jinghua City, each of the remaining thirty-four regions counts. Who can stop its disaster?"
Wu Dao was speechless.
These three old ghosts have already said all the good and bad things, what else can he say
These three old ghosts could stand and talk without pain in their backs. The Imperial Level Spiritual Treasure was not theirs anyway, so of course they didn't feel bad.
Wu Dao took a deep breath and used all the emperor-level spiritual treasures. It would be useless to say anything now. No matter what, he finally got rid of a serious problem, so it was not a big loss.
Glancing at the place where Mo Anran's figure had just disappeared, Wu Dao moved his mind and raised his hand to gather up Mo Anran's half-step emperor-level beast soul that had escaped.
In the past, when there were no emperor-level soul masters in the Federation, when encountering such emperor-level beast souls, Wu Dao would directly eliminate them and eliminate them to avoid future troubles.
But now, with Yang Fan as an emperor-level soul refining master, especially after seeing Yang Fan take out four peak emperor-level soul refining elixirs not long ago, Wu Dao immediately became interested.
Therefore, with the help of Mo Anran's half-step emperor soul, he could ask Yang Fan to refine several higher-level soul-refining elixirs for him.
In this case, the losses incurred by using the Imperial Level Spiritual Treasure will be slightly compensated.
Gu Ze, Liu Silong and Zhao Xuewen felt something, but none of them said anything more.
This is Wu Dao's trophy, and he deserves it.
Of course, what's more important is that all three of them entered the Tao through martial arts, and they simply don't have the ability to collect the soul source of a half-step emperor, so they can only watch helplessly.
"Ouch, I can't stand it anymore! Lao Liu, come and help me, I can't stand anymore!"
At this time, Zhao Xuewen, who finally breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly softened and leaned directly on Liu Silong's body.
In this battle, he suffered the most serious damage, losing both his energy and spirit. Although he still looked like a human on the surface, his inner organs and his soul consciousness were already riddled with holes.
Although he can't die, his strength has been greatly damaged and he can no longer be majestic.
Liu Silong held him up and said softly: "Hold on, I'll take you to Yang Fan right now!"
Things are different now.
In the past, warriors of their level were so seriously injured that they could only be sent to the rear to take care of themselves. Life and death were completely determined by themselves, and they were completely out of their control.
But now, with the existence of Yang Fan, a super nanny, as long as they don't die on the spot, there is always time to be healed.
This is also the reason why Zhao Xuewen dared to fight so hard just now, even though he was seriously injured, he also wanted to create an opportunity for his companions to kill with one strike.
It's just that Gu Zeyan, Wu Dao, and Liu Silong were too useless. Such a good opportunity only made Mo Anran vomit a mouthful of blood, leaving not even a transparent blood hole.
"Okay, there's nothing to miss here, let's go down!"
Gu Zeyan glanced at Zhao Xuewen worriedly, said hello softly, and casually cut through the void. The four of them flashed and returned to the reception hall below.
In the hall.
With Mo Anran's sudden death, the twenty-six domain masters who were originally controlled by it were shocked almost at the same time, and their minds were all restored to clarity.
At this time, their personal consciousness still retained the scene of their last meeting with Mo Anran. As soon as they woke up, more than half of them shouted a warning: "Everyone, be careful, Mo Anran turns out to be a stranger!"
"Who imprisoned my cultivation? Mo Anran, is it you? Stand up for me!"
"Where is this place? City Master Lan, City Master Yao, why are you here? Could it be that you have also fallen prey to Mo Anran's strange creature?"
The scene was once again chaotic.
Lan Yuanqing, Yao Puxin, Changsun Jiasi, Shangguan Zhizhen and other uncontrolled area owners began to comfort them and explain the current situation to them.
However, just in case, the confinement is still in place until it is completely determined whether these people are deliberately acting to deceive them.
until.
After the four big guys Gu Zeyan and Wu Dao came back across space and received the exact news, Lan Yuanqing and the others truly relaxed and lifted the restrictions on these domain owners one by one.
"Eh? Professor Zhao, what are you..."
Yang Fan immediately noticed that Zhao Xuewen's expression seemed to be wrong, and without saying a word, he directly threw an advanced healing technique at Zhao Xuewen.
"You used advanced healing techniques on the half-step emperor Zhao Xuewen. The treatment was successful. Zhao Xuewen's injuries have improved slightly. His mental power is +2, his mental will +2, and his skill proficiency +4."
Sure enough, the old man was not only injured, but also extremely serious. An advanced treatment technique only brought about a slight improvement.
"I'm a little injured, I won't die for the time being." Sensing the healing energy transmitted from Yang Fan, Zhao Xuewen couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and said softly: "I just want to trouble you again."
Although it did not play a key role in recovering his injuries, the sudden surge of life energy and the slight recovery of some meridians gave Zhao Xuewen the strength to stand up independently from Liu Silong's side. Come.
It has to be said that Yang Fan's treatment effect is as reassuring as ever. With him here, there is no need to worry about serious injuries that will not heal.
"Professor Zhao is too polite. After all, this matter also started because of the junior. It was the junior who implicated several seniors."
While speaking, Yang Fan also cast an advanced healing spell on Gu Zeyan, Liu Silong and Wu Dao at the same time.
The result of the feedback was that these three big guys also suffered some injuries, but compared to the serious injuries that Zhao Xuewen suffered from a loss of energy and spirit, they could only be regarded as minor injuries.
With just two advanced healing spells, the injuries on the three of them had completely recovered.
Next, Yang Fan focused all his attention on the treatment of Zhao Xuewen, performing advanced treatment techniques on him over and over again.
"You used advanced healing techniques on the half-step emperor Zhao Xuewen. The treatment was successful. Zhao Xuewen's injuries were partially improved. His mental power was +2, his mental will +2, and his skill proficiency +4."
"You used advanced healing techniques on Half-Step Emperor Zhao Xuewen, and the treatment was successful..."
"You used advanced healing techniques on the half-step emperor Zhao Xuewen. The treatment was successful. Zhao Xuewen's injuries have completely improved. His mental power is +2, his mental will +2, and his skill proficiency +8."
After more than ten minutes of continuous treatment and nearly forty advanced healing techniques, Zhao Xuewen's injuries were completely healed.
At this time, the domain masters of each domain who had fully recovered their ability to move freely saw with their own eyes a real case of Yang Fan healing the injuries of a half-step emperor-level powerhouse, and instantly had a more accurate and detailed understanding of Yang Fan's true healing ability. Everyone was shocked by the understanding.
Even the injuries of a half-step emperor-level warrior can be treated so easily. Who can not understand that Yang Fan, the emperor-level physician, is indeed worthy of his name!
This was indeed a true emperor-level physician, not an ordinary emperor-level physician who could only treat some low-level emperor-level warriors as they had imagined before.
At this time, many domain lords have begun to secretly regret, regretting why they listened to Mo Anran's deception and offended Yang Fan, a true emperor-level physician, in a fit of enthusiasm.
Yang Fan had just healed Zhao Xuewen's injury, and was about to ask if Mo Anran had been killed when he suddenly sensed a drop of the beast's soul origin deep in the sea of consciousness that was trembling and shouting.
With a thought, Yang Fan directly immersed his mind into the sea of soul consciousness, and soon saw that the drop of soul origin belonging to Zhu Busan was constantly vibrating and calling.
"Is the master here?"
"Is the master here? Please reply if you hear me!"
"Owner… "
Yang Fan raised his brows and felt a little surprised. There was no news from this pig since it returned to the Qinlian Mountains, and Yang Fan never took the time to contact it.
What happened today? It actually took the initiative to call up the soul wave to contact its master.
This is a bit unusual. Generally speaking, it seems that only he, the master, can initiate ultra-long-distance soul communication, right
The current situation can only explain one problem, that is, this Zhu Busan is very likely to be near Jinghua City.
"I'm here!" Yang Fan's spiritual mind transformed, and he came to the origin of Zhu Busan's soul and said quietly: "What's going on?"
"Thank God, I finally contacted you my dear master!"
Zhu Busan was excited for a while, took a long breath and said, "The master is in Jinghua City now?"
Yang Fan nodded: "Yes, I am in Jinghua City at the moment, what's wrong?"
"As expected! Fortunately, I am a smart old pig and thought of this section in advance. Master, I am here to give you a message!"
Zhu Busan said to Yang Fan in a serious voice: "Master, run away! The demon master has gathered twenty-three cave masters in the Qinlian Mountains and nearly 50,000 high-level demon clans. He wants to destroy Jinghua City in one fell swoop. It is almost here now." ! If the master doesn’t run away, I’m afraid it will be too late!”
(End of chapter)