Thinking of this, Zhang Yang wanted to move, but after a little movement, severe pain came from everywhere. Zhang Yang knew very well that his condition was so bad that he could not be worse.

In desperation, Zhang Yang had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​transferring the place. At this time, his physical condition did not allow him to do these things at all.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yang slowly closed his eyes without any hesitation, secretly lucked with the determination of concentration. Since Xiao Die'er was seriously injured, he had already felt that the determination of concentration had a great healing effect on the injury.

Time passed quickly, and it was already dark in the blink of an eye. After a day of recuperation, Zhang Yang recovered a little, and at least he had some strength.

After checking the injury again, Zhang Yang's expression became solemn, and he murmured in his mouth, "This time it's so dangerous. If it weren't for so many magical skills, I'm afraid I'd already died in the hands of Yin Tianxing."

"But the injuries on your body still haven't improved. No matter how much, I'll leave here first."

After the sound fell, Zhang Yang started to move. After enduring the severe pain all over his body, he stood up and looked around. His expression became even more ugly. Only then did he see clearly that he was in the middle of the cliff.

"I have to lose my money and didn't fall down directly, otherwise I would have to be disabled even if I don't die."

Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel a little scared and murmured in a low voice. In addition to being glad, he frowned slightly. Now, not to mention his strength, his injuries have not improved at all.

Perhaps because of the serious injury this time, even the effect of the concentration skill is minimal.

Zhang Yang looked melancholy. Judging from his current situation, it was impossible to leave here.

"For the sake of the present, I can only recover from the injury here first. I don't know when the witch people can come here. I hope they don't come too early, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable."

Zhang Yang sighed lightly and said such words. He knew very well in his heart that judging from his current situation, if he met the witch clan, he might really die.

Not to mention a warrior, judging from Zhang Yang's current situation, any ordinary person can take him lightly

Easy to defeat.

So, Zhang Yang did not waste any time and quickly sat down to regulate his breathing. Now, the meridians in his body are in a mess, and dozens of bones are broken.

"I'm afraid it's because of the disorder of the meridians, which leads to different luck, and the effectiveness of the concentration decision has decreased."

Zhang Yang gradually had speculation in his heart, and gradually, he had already found a direction.

Finally, after a long period of breathing regulation, a trace of internal force finally appeared in Zhang Yang's body. Without any hesitation, Zhang Yang guided this internal force to slowly clear the disordered meridians in his body.

The process must be painful. Zhang Yang himself is extremely injured, and his meridians are twisted together. Every time he moves, Zhang Yang has to experience inhuman torture.

But even so, Zhang Yang still did not retreat at all. He knew very well that only by combing these meridians could he respond quickly.

That's right. No matter how much pain is, Zhang Yang must bear it. Otherwise, what awaits him next will not be as simple as pain. Once the witch clan comes to him, he will not reply, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

For Zhang Yang, time is already very tight, so he naturally dared not continue to waste time.

Time passed quietly, Zhang Yang's face turned pale. He was already seriously injured and his situation became even worse. Even with his nature, he kept murmuring in a low voice, and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth, looking very cunning.

After a while, Zhang Yang finally opened his eyes, his eyes full of fatigue, but a hint of joy revealed. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to have succeeded.

"It's finally done. Although I've gone through hardships, it's not that there's no result."

Zhang Yangshu breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, it was the first time he guided his internal force to clear the meridians. The process was naturally dangerous. Not to mention him, if it were Song Tong again, he would not dare to do this easily.

Of course, fortunately, Zhang Yang suffered a lot of torture and finally cleared the meridians. What made Zhang Yang even more happy was that he found that the meridians had expanded a little after being washed by internal force.

"Okay, since the meridians have been cleared, I need to see the speed of the witch clan.

Faster, or my speed is faster.”

At this time, Zhang Yang didn't have time to think about it, just seize the time to adjust his breathing.

At the same time, since Zhang Yang left, Li Maoquan had never left the Elders' Home in the Twelve Caves' Ancestral Land, and had always protected the safety of Xiao Dieer and others.

Li Yuze and others knew very well that Xiao Dieer and others were extremely important to Zhang Yang and that something would never happen, otherwise no one would be able to explain it at that time.

At this moment, Xiao Die'er was a little uneasy and was a little absent-minded no matter what he did.

"Elder Li, how is the situation on the ancient ruins?"

I was really worried, Xiao Die'er's voice came out. After hearing her words, Li Maoquan couldn't help but smile bitterly. In the past few days, Xiao Die'er had asked him dozens of times.

"Miss Xiao, we have no news yet. We have blocked all communications inside. Unless Mr. Zhang and others come out of it, no one knows what happened inside."

Li Maoquan naturally did not dare to hide it and responded quickly.

After hearing this, Xiao Die'er followed her worriedly, but she didn't say anything else. After looking at Qin Yidie for a few glances, she spoke.

"So, the Witch King's side, according to Brother Zhang Yang's inference, once he enters the ancient ruins, the Witch King's side should attack us."

Xiao Die'er's voice came out again, and the concerns in her eyebrows did not fade away. To be honest, the Twelve Caves have not found anyone who has sent to the ancient ruins so far. This made Xiao Die'er a little dissatisfied, but she couldn't say much.

"The Witch King also did not move, as if he was waiting for something."

Li Maoquan dared not hide it and responded truthfully, his words were full of respect. His psychological side was very clear. Xiao Die'er's talent was not inferior to being optimistic, but was just covered up by the latter's light forever.
Chapter completed!