In Fenghai County, there was a teleportation array some distance away from the county capital. As the light shone, Xu Qing's figure walked out of it.

His face was pale, and the feeling of weakness in his body was getting stronger. After appearing, he ran straight into the distance without any hesitation, and entered a barren mountain as quickly as possible, looking for a hidden cave.

The moment he stepped in, blood spurted out again. Xu Qing's eyes turned black. He sat cross-legged and panted, but he gritted his teeth and sealed the surrounding area.

According to his past experience, he should have recovered at least half of his recovery in one day.

But now, not even 10% has been achieved.

As the pain in his internal organs continued to attack, Xu Qing also felt the reason why his recovery from this injury was so slow.

Inside his body, all the internal organs were shattered, the flesh and blood on his skinny body were withered, and the bones were filled with countless cracks.

These are the sources of severe pain.

As for the malaise, it is because the sea of ​​consciousness is now very weak, and the light of the soul is far less shining than before.

But these are actually nothing to Xu Qing. He has experienced more serious and miserable injuries than this in the past. What makes him solemn now is that in addition to these injuries, there are countless needles as thin as cow hair in his body!

These needles had no substantial form, as if they were the result of countless fragments of light, permeating Xu Qing's body and corpse, shining continuously.

It was precisely them that caused Xu Qing's slow recovery from his injuries.

Fortunately, under Xu Qing's suppression, only a few areas of his bones had needles, and most of the bones had not been affected.

"The power of the gods..." Xu Qing murmured, with a gloomy face and a fierce look in his eyes.

In fact, on the way back, he had tried many methods to disperse the needles. Although it was not ineffective, it was very slow.

Xu Qing couldn't wait that long.

Because he clearly felt that his heavenly warning did not decrease at all with the death of Chu Tianqun, but became stronger!

This discovery made him feel highly nervous on the way back.

Especially as we get closer to the county capital, this sense of crisis becomes more and more alarming.

This made Xu Qing immediately realize that the crisis... came from the county capital!

And he recalled that the first time the sense of crisis appeared was in the county capital, and then he left the Shenglan tribe. Although the sense of crisis was still there, it was not as strong anymore.

It wasn't until he returned to Fenghai County that the sense of crisis arose again.

"Looking at it this way, in the desert before, my crisis was not due to the Chutian group, but because I was constantly approaching the county capital.

"Why is that!"

Xu Qing was silent, he couldn't understand, but he knew that no matter what, he had to recover from his injuries as soon as possible to maintain his combat power at its peak, so he couldn't wait, and until his injuries recovered at this moment, he was full of vigilance towards the county.

This was also the reason why he didn't rush back to the county capital immediately.

"If you want to recover faster, you can only use special methods!"

Xu Qing took a deep breath, with determination in his eyes, and the Third Heavenly Palace in his body started to move instantly, and the power of drug prohibition exploded, spreading to every inch of his flesh and blood.

Rather than resisting and neutralizing the needles transformed by the power of Chu Tian's gods, they invaded all flesh and blood, causing their body to rot like poisonous hair...

Then without any hesitation, he took out seven songs with cold eyes and scraped the flesh on his body.

Starting from one arm, he scraped off his poisonous and rotten flesh and blood, together with the light needle inside, piece by piece. The harsh sound of friction with the bones echoed around, and the pain was infinitely stronger than before. 11

Xu Qing's body trembled, and his whole body was instantly wet with sweat, and beads of sweat fell down from his forehead.

This is the way he can think of. Since the light needles in this piece of flesh and blood are dissipated slowly, then just dig it out directly. The function of the power of poison prohibition, in addition to making his flesh and blood better processed, is also

It just stops the light needle from moving.

Xu Qing is a ruthless Dong person. He is ruthless to his enemies and even more ruthless to himself.

As time passed, he processed himself without any pause. Pieces of flesh and blood were dug out by him. After reaching the extreme limit of what his body could bear, he immediately stopped and looked at the golden light on his wrist.

He instinctively doesn't want to trigger the power of golden light anymore, so he can't let himself be in a state of death.

Realizing that the golden light was not hindering him, he circulated the purple crystal to restore the flesh and blood that he had dug out. After gaining strength, he continued to dig 2

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In this way, the cycle started over and over again. Four days later, Xu Qing finally took out all the light needles.

During this period, he continued to take out pills and swallow them, and the purple crystal was also in full operation, which further enhanced the power of recovery.

As for the light needles existing in the sea of ​​consciousness, Xu Qing gritted his teeth and relied on the power of the purple moon and the dual diffusion of poison to force them into the flesh and blood, and he dug them out alive.

After doing this, Xu Qing could hardly open his eyelids. The pain throughout the process was difficult to describe in words. At such a cost, his body finally began to improve during the continuous recovery.

It wasn't until another three days passed that Xu Qing's injuries completely recovered.

After he walked out of the cave, he looked at the sunset in the sky, exhaled a long breath, and then pondered. After a while, Xu Qing's expression showed decisiveness.

With a sway of his body, he left this place and headed for the teleportation array.

He had to go back to the county capital after all. On the one hand, the Dao Fruit needed to be redeemed for military merit, and on the other hand, he also had to go to the Taixu Realm to continue collecting the Demon Transformation Talisman.

Just like that, that night, Xu Qing's figure appeared in the teleportation array of the county capital. The moment he walked out, he looked at the familiar county capital and the huge statue of the ancient emperor Xuanyou, suppressing the ups and downs of his heart.

Returned to Jiange.

After sitting down cross-legged, he immediately called the captain, but there was no response.

Xu Qing knew that the captain had not returned yet, so he sent a message to Zixuan to inform him that it was safe. 1

Zixuan replied instantly, her words were full of concern, and it didn't take long for her to appear outside Xu Qing's sword pavilion.

Under the moonlight, Zixuan, who was wearing a blue dress, looked at Xu Qing with concern in her eyes.

"Why did you go out for so long this time?" As he spoke, Zixuan's eyes fell on Xu Qing. After careful inspection, he found that it was indeed fine, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Qing cupped his fists and bowed.

"Something happened on the way and I was delayed." Feeling Zixuan's concern, Xu Qing said softly.

Zixuan nodded, as if she had something to deal with, and realized that Xu Qing was fine, so she gave a few instructions and left in a hurry.

Looking at Zixuan's leaving figure, Xu Qing suddenly spoke...

"Shangxian, I have been feeling frightened lately, please take care of yourself.

Zixuan paused, turned to look at Xu Qing, smiled sweetly, nodded, and left.

After returning to the Jiange, Xu Qing pondered and sent a message to Kong Xianglong to ask if anything had happened recently in the county. He learned that except for the fluctuations in the Shenglan tribe due to the Black Sky Son of God, everything in the county was as usual.

Moreover, Kong Xianglong was not in the county capital. He was out on a mission. At this moment, he hurriedly asked Xu Qing about the Shenglan tribe-

"Well, yes, there are two waves of Black Sky Clan there..." Xu Qing coughed, there was no way to explain this.

"We must have gotten several thousand..." Faced with Kong Xianglong's inquiry, Xu Qing did not conceal the number, so the next moment he heard the sound of Kong Xianglong's breathing coming from the sword.

"Thousands?

"Well... there is your share in it," Xu Qing responded.

"That's enough bro!! Xu Qing, don't be in a hurry to sell the Dao Fruit. With the Ten Intestinal Tree gone, the price of this thing will definitely skyrocket. Ahem, although we are all sword holders, but... sometimes, we still need it.

!" Kong Xianglong coughed and responded quickly.

Xu Qing was not surprised. Although Kong Xianglong was loyal to the sword holder and had faith, no one would think that military merit was too much, so the two said a few more words and ended the sound transmission.

"Everything is normal in the county capital, and the source of the sense of crisis is also here, so does that mean that the sense of crisis in the county capital is only for me?" Xu Qing put down his sword and pondered.

He didn't feel that he was overthinking, nor did he become less vigilant.

After a night of silence, Xu Qing left the Jiange early the next morning with caution and went to the upper capital. After repurchasing the consumed elixirs, he went to the branch of the Demon Transformation Sect here.

After paying a certain amount of military merit, Xu Qing went to Taixu Realm again.

No matter where the crisis comes from, Xu Qing feels that Ghost Emperor Mountain is his trump card and must be replenished as soon as possible. After all, even if it is integrated into the Heavenly Palace, it still needs the demon-transformation runes to share the burden.

It's just that after integrating into the Tiangong, his control of Ghost Emperor Mountain became smoother.

But this time during this trip to the Taixu Realm, Xu Qing was familiar with the journey. In that gloomy world where the Brain Tree was filled with whispers, his appearance immediately caused ripples.

Wherever it passed, countless brain trees trembled and screamed to avoid it.

In fact, Xu Qing was so cruel last time that even though he didn't come during these times, things about him had already spread among these brain trees.

However, Xu Qing's cultivation level was not comparable to before. Although the brain trees retreated, Xu Qing quickly caught up with them. When the time limit came, Xu Qing teleported out with satisfaction.

"Seventy-five!" When he walked out of the branch sect, Xu Qing touched his storage bag and went to the book collection area of ​​the Sword Holding Palace. He wanted to find the origin of the golden light on his wrist.

But unfortunately, there were so many books in the library hall that Xu Qing couldn't find them until late at night, so he returned to Jiange.

"I will continue to search in the Library Hall tomorrow. I must find it!"

If that still doesn't work, I'll go to the Prison Department and ask the palace master, and then I won't be coming out for a short time.

Xu Qing felt that since the county capital was dangerous to him, the safest place must be the Prison Department.

After all, the palace master is sitting there...

Thinking of this, Xu Qing sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes.

The outside world was dark and the clouds and mists were invisible. Late at night, Xu Qing thought about the end of the week. He opened his eyes and looked down at his right wrist. He raised his left hand and stroked it gently.

"What is this golden thread...?"

A thunder sounded in the sky, and as the rumbling sound echoed, a strong wind arose, turning into a sobbing sound that echoed outside the sword pavilion.

Heavy rain is coming.

The night this day was darker than before.

There was no moon visible in the sky, covered by endless clouds and mist. There was only a muffled sound of thunder, echoing continuously between heaven and earth, as if a god was roaring.
To be continued...