Millions of volcanoes in southern borders are the land of the Fire God clan.

"Take death as if you're home!"

"Every time I take action, I die together!"

"No hesitation, no sadness, no regrets, only peace!"

"The human race is so terrifying!"

"Second general, go back!"

His Highness Huoyun was always paying attention to the situation ahead. Seeing that a wave of Confucian scholars appeared again in the Great Chu, he knew that things were not to be done, so he sent a message to order.

"Chu Yang, Chu Tiange, is pitiful and has no advanced skills. It is really terrible to be able to practice to this level! With their talents, even if they are placed in the upper realm, they are still a rare genius!"

Huo Yun thought about it, but he didn't know what he was planning.

On the frontier, the second general led 5,000 combat troops and quickly retreated to the depths of southern border.

"Emperor Tiange, Chu Yang, say goodbye!"

Gongsun Niu waited for a while, set up a legal ban on the borders of the territory, bowed to the two of them, and led the remaining 10,000 Confucian scholars to leave casually.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Chu Tiange bowed and bowed.

The wind is light and the clouds are light, and it will be like this forever.

In the end, the two of them also stepped through the void and returned to the imperial city.

He had just entered the palace hall and opened the formation to isolate the inside and outside. He was imposing in a vast aura and could fight the world. His face turned pale, his body shook, and he opened his mouth and vomited a river of blood.

Bang bang bang bang…!

He exploded all over his body one after another, and in an instant, he became a bloody man.

"Chu Yang!"

Chu Tiange was shocked and hurriedly supported him, allowing Chu Yang to sit down slowly.

This scene was so scary, and blood was squirting everywhere in the body, extremely miserable.

"Not hindrance!"

Chu Yang opened his mouth and blood spurted out again.

He wiped a handful, threw out the blood, and sighed: "Fortunately, a strong Confucian scholar came forward, otherwise, I would really have to explain it."

This is not false at all. It takes less time to travel through the world. If you really can't support it, you will face death.

In the East China Sea, he killed thirty true dragons and was already severely damaged. The acupoints in his body were broken, but later, he had to force himself to hold on and even break through again.

Forced breakthrough not only left hidden dangers, but also directly burst several acupoints.

He forced the backlash to suppress the power, without any weakness, extremely strong, and even chased to the depths of the East China Sea, threatening the domineering threat.

Otherwise, once you are weak, you will be surrounded and killed.

When you come to the edge of the southern border, you will be in awe of momentum and it is also a deterrent.

Now that I have returned, I feel relieved and can no longer suppress it, and my injuries have exploded.

Too miserable.

"What do you need, you said?"

How could Chu Tiange not understand? His eyes turned red.

"I'm afraid I can't help anymore, and fortunately there are still tens of thousands of Confucian scholars, which should be able to create a deterrent effect."

Chu Yang shook his head and relieved a little.

Chu Tiange's mouth moved.

The old priest came over and sighed, "Gongsun Niu and the others are the last wave."

"What?"

Chu Yang was shocked, causing the injury, and blood gushed again, almost unable to suppress it.

"Gongsun Yang and Gongsun Niu are the ultimate power. If Gongsun Niu had fought just now, we would really have no peak power." The old priest said, "What Gongsun Yang said is just a deceiving them, and I don't know how long it will last?"

Chu Yang was speechless.

It’s right to think deeply. How could the Great Chu cultivate so many powerful people in just eight hundred years? Although Confucianism had existed before Great Chu.

However, it is not that simple to become a great scholar?

"Don't worry, I'll hold on!"

Chu Tiange patted Chu Yang on the shoulder to relieve him.

rest assured?

How can you rest assured?

In the current situation, if the Fire God Clan invades desperately, the entire Great Chu will overturn, and I am afraid there will be no second possibility.

Time!

What Chu Yang thought most was to survive these days as soon as possible, and perhaps there was still a chance to save it. Otherwise, once the Great Chu was overthrown, it would be a situation where the body was as corpse as mountains.

"What's your injury?"

Lao Jijiu asked.

"I practice martial arts and open up the Zhoutian acupoints, but after a battle just now, the acupoints collapsed, like stars shattered. I wonder if they can be repaired?"

Chu Yang smiled bitterly.

This time I really hurt the fundamentals.

If there is an injury such as a broken limb, he really doesn't care.

But the acupoints are different.

The orifice of the Divine Lake finally broke through to sixty-four, and was exploded by thirty true dragons and self-exploded fifteen. As for the Shenyuan orifice acupoints, they were broken by thirty-six, which was purely blown up.

If it weren't for the suppression of the mind and the powerful soul, it would have been fainted.

"Do you have the acupoint? I understand!"

The old priest pondered a little and nodded.

When he spread his palms, a drop of green liquid appeared in his palm, which immediately filled the entire hall with green light. It was floating and sinking, very inconspicuous, but in Chu Yang's eyes, this drop of green liquid seemed to contain a world.

"For some reasons, I can't join the war, but I can still do some necessary things! This drop of liquid may heal you and open your mouth!"

The old priest said.

Chu Yang did not hesitate, opened his mouth, and a green light flashed, and fell into his mouth, instantly merged into his body, leading to his limbs and bones, turning into a torrent, like a surging river.

"What a terrifying life of fortune!"

Before I could think too much, I quickly used the technique to introduce waves of torrents into the broken acupoints. The acupoints were covered in dust and were extremely damaged, just like a cup, cracked into millions of pieces, and some became a mess.

A green torrent flowed in, but the acupoints were recovering rapidly. In a blink of an eye, one of them was restored to complete.

In just one day, the damaged acupoints were completely intact.

"Thank you for the wine!"

Chu Yang stood up, full of energy and excited expression, and saluted at the old man's offering wine, very respectful.

"There is only so much I can do!" said the old priest, "Chu Yang, what else do you need? Can you tell me."

Chu Yang pondered and hesitated a little, "I need knowledge about martial arts, as well as formation techniques, alchemy techniques, talisman techniques, puppet techniques, and weapon techniques!"

"The martial arts skills!" said the old priest, "You fellow practitioners of the three methods seem to be comprehensive, but they are chaotic. They seem to be mainly martial arts, but there is no future. They rely on their own deductions, and the future is worrying!"

"Can you teach me if you are old priest?"

Chu Yang was shocked.

The old priest's eyes were really vicious. He had a little understanding of this person's mystery, which was unfathomable, so he quickly asked.

"Your best place is the Supreme Tomb. If you can walk out of it, your future path will not only be truly clear, but also have a smooth road. It depends on whether you dare?"

The old Jijiu said with a bright look.

Chu Yang's heart sank.

The implication of the old priest's wine was to let him enter the Supreme Tomb.

There is a life of death.

"I'll go!"

Chu Yang finally nodded.

"If you don't even dare to enter there, it's better to practice alone and be born with pleasure." The old scholar pointed and said, "I have all the other techniques!"

He raised his palm and flashed, five books appeared and sent to Chu Yang. "I'm afraid the current situation will be difficult to help."
To be continued...