However, what made Song Tong a little difficult was that the Witch King didn't know if he had chased him, and if he stopped rashly, it would still be a great risk.

"Old Song, the Witch King was also seriously injured by me. I guess the one who chased him should be the elder of the Witch clan."

After looking at Song Tong for a few glances, Zhang Yang already knew what he was thinking, so he spoke up.

After hearing Zhang Yang's words, Song Tong looked shocked and thought to himself, "The young master's combat power is so amazing that even the Witch King can be seriously injured. With the Martial Master's realm and the Martial Master's powerful man were both injured. Such combat power is probably unprecedented."

"That young master, what should we do next?"

Song Tong really had no good idea, so he couldn't help asking.

"If I was not wrong, the Witch King would never miss the opportunity to kill me this time, and would never allow me to return to the Twelve Caves. Next, the Witch Clan should use the power of the entire clan to surround us."

Zhang Yang's voice became extremely weak. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to fall down at any time.

After calming down his mind, Zhang Yang continued, "The witch clan has a very strong power. Once they are caught up with them, with the current situation of you and me, they will definitely not be opponents. It is better to do the opposite."

Zhang Yang could naturally see that Song Tong himself was also seriously injured. In addition, if he said that, I'm afraid neither of them would leave.

Song Tong did not interrupt Zhang Yang's words, and quietly waited for the following words, but his movements did not stop at all, and rushed forward again.

"By the way, how about Elder Li and others now?"

Suddenly remembering this incident, Zhang Yang couldn't help but ask.

"Don't worry, my subordinates have asked Elder Li and others to leave first." Song Tong naturally did not dare to hesitate at all, and quickly responded.

"That's good. Is there any secret place in the witch clan's ancestral land?"

After looking at Song Tong for a few glances, Zhang Yang's voice came out again.

After hearing Zhang Yang's words, Li Maoquan couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, what do you mean?"

"The most dangerous place is the safest place. Now the people of the Witch Clan think that I will return to the Twelve Caves. There are many eyeliners along the way. Once we show up, the consequences will be unimaginable."

After a pause,

Zhang Yang continued to speak, "Since that's the case, we might as well return to the witch clan's ancestral land to heal the wounds. The Witch King would never have thought that we would stay. By then, when our injuries are healed and we will leave, it will be much easier."

"Okay, everything is as the young master said."

After hearing Zhang Yang's words, Song Tong did not hesitate at all and immediately took action. He trusted Zhang Yang very much and knew that the latter's decision would not be wrong.

So, he turned around and rushed straight towards the ancestral land of the witch clan.

As Zhang Yang expected, the people of the witch clan really didn't expect that Zhang Yang and others would return.

In the forbidden area of ​​the ancestral land of the witch clan.

Song Tong brought Jiang Feng to the Witch King's treasure house. He knew very well that if there was a safe place in the ancestral land of the Witch clan, of course it would be in this treasure house.

"Mr. Zhang, if the Witch King knew that we were under his nose, he would probably be angry."

When he came to the ancient cave where he picked the seven-day soul-suspended grass, Song Tong first put down Zhang Yang, and then said such words.

After hearing Song Tong's words, Zhang Yang just smiled slightly and did not respond to this matter. He also knew in his heart that if the Witch King knew about this matter, he would have to be angry.

"Old Song, I am not seriously injured now, and I may find it difficult to recover for a while. So I should hurry up and adjust my breathing."

After looking at Song Tong for a few glances, Zhang Yang's voice came out.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yang turned his wrist and two red alien fruits appeared in his hand.

Seeing this situation, a trace of doubt appeared in Song Tong's eyes. He couldn't help it, so he asked, "Young Master, are you?"

"Old Song, what's going on here is very complicated. This alien fruit is of great use for healing injuries. With your injuries, it will probably heal soon."

When the sound fell, Zhang Yang threw out a strange fruit in the direction of Song Tong.

As for the origin of the strange fruit, it was not that Zhang Yang could hide it, but that he knew very well in his heart that now it is not the time to talk about these things, the most important thing is to recover from the injury.

"Yes, Master."

After hearing Zhang Yang's words, Song Tong agreed without any hesitation, and then stuffed the strange fruit into his mouth. He naturally knew that the former would not harm him, and he would treat Zhang Yang himself.

However, there is no precaution.

As Zhang Yang expected, as soon as this strange fruit entered his throat, it turned into liquid and flowed into his limbs and bones. In an instant, Song Tong felt a cool feeling, and the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be moving closer to him.

"Old Song, don't hesitate, hurry up and refine the medicinal power."

Seeing that Song Tong was still in a state of distraction, Zhang Yang quickly reminded him softly.

"Yes, young master." With Zhang Yang's reminder, Song Tong came to his senses and quickly moved, sat cross-legged and used his skills.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Yang did not hesitate at all. He quickly sat down and refined the alien fruit, thinking in his heart: "Old Song was injured lighter than me, and the Witch King may not be able to recover for a while. As long as Old Song recovers his combat power, he will temporarily have the power to resist. I hope Elder Li won't have any trouble."

Zhang Yang's heart was clearer than anyone else. Although the Witch King won the battle with him, the situation was still not much better. Otherwise, he would have been killed by the Witch King long ago.

However, Zhang Yang's injuries were even worse. If it weren't for the refining of the marrow-cleaning fruit, I would have probably lost my meridians. Now, Zhang Yang's internal organs are traumatized, so it will naturally be a bit troublesome to recover.

Fortunately, with the red fruit, things have become much easier.

Time passes by quickly.

Outside the ancestral land of the Witch Clan, under the instructions of the elders of the Witch Clan, the Witch Clan almost came out in full swing and searched for Zhang Yang's whereabouts. According to the Witch King, Zhang Yang was at the end of his strength at this time and had no combat power. The situation of Song Tong and others was also not good.

With such a good opportunity, the Witch King will naturally not give up.

"Great Elder, what's going on? What are these people from the Witch Clan looking for?"

Li Maoquan and the others who were still waiting for Zhang Yang were surprised to see the large number of people from the witch clan coming out.

"Oh no, Mr. Zhang doesn't know we're waiting for him here."

After thinking for a while, Li Maoquan suddenly thought of this matter and a hint of horror appeared on his face.

"Great Elder, what do you mean is that Mr. Zhang has left?"
Chapter completed!