"You are..."

The Qingyan Demon Lord saw a string of purple blood beads left along Yu Tian Xuanhuang's fingers, and the purple collar on the collar also turned black...

His face changed a few times. It seemed that Yu Tian Xuanhuang's injuries were really serious this time.

But I think I know that for so many days in the extreme north, I have to use my magic power to resist the cold, and I have to save Zhuge Canglan's life.

The Emperor of the East took so much cultivation in one fell swoop. Without restoring it, he took over two powerful thunders. Even if the Father of Creation is reborn, he would have to make a lot of trouble.

Yu Tian Xuanhuang hugged Zhuge Canglan in a coma and was shaking to stand up: "It's okay, I can't die... Just raise it."

The Qingyan Demon Lord quickly held his arm, helped him up with skill, and took him to the clouds.

Seeing that more and more blood was flowing out along Yu Tian Xuanhuang's fingers, Huo Xuan quickly took out his own elixir, "Your Majesty, eat this, the elixir I have refined is quite effective..."

The Qingyan Demon Lord rarely argued with Huo Xuan and said, "Well, it's really good. I used to start the Soul Burial Bowl and lose more blood than you, but after taking Huo Xuan's pill, I immediately got much better."

Yutian Xuanhuang nodded, took more than ten pills, slowly used his skills to make the pills take effect as quickly as possible.

He knew that the wound on his body was mostly cracked on his back and chest. The wounds that were struck by thunder would continue to bleed within seven days, and no matter what magic medicine was used, it would be useless.

After seven days, there will be no bleeding, but the wound will not slowly open and close. It will take a full forty-nine days before the ability left by the thunder on the wound will be dissipated before it will slowly open and close.

However, the healing speed is very slow.

It is impossible to grow completely without three to five years.

He is now taking blood-generating pills to replenish a steady stream of blood in his body, so that he will not be afraid of losing too much blood in seven days and falling into dormant.

The effect of the elixir gradually increased. Yu Tian Xuanhuang felt that the blood in his body was replenished. Although it was still very painful, it seemed that he was suffering from the pain of Lingchi at all times. The cracked hole in his skin would tear even bigger with a slight movement. However, these were no longer important. These injuries were exchanged for him and Canglan to leave the extreme north, so that they could continue to be happy, so this injury was worth it.

Even if it is pain, it is still happiness. This at least proves that he is alive and can enjoy the days he will be with Canglan in the future.

Speaking of the days ahead, Yutian Xuanhuang suddenly remembered the Three Qing Heaven Realm.

Damn it, it was a crisis that could break out at any time, and he almost forgot about the trouble.

Yu Tian Xuanhuang grabbed Qing Yan and said anxiously: "Qing Yan sent people to retrieve all the fragments of the Donghuang Bell scattered in the big land... Don't miss it any time..."

He doesn't want to be happy for two days, and there will be problems in the Sanqing Heaven Realm.

The Donghuang Bell is broken, and she is not afraid, she will have a solution.

The Qingyan Demon Lord didn't understand very much: "Why?"

The Donghuang Bell is broken, then he is just broken copper and iron, and it has no value. Why do you have to use so many troops to find the fragments scattered everywhere in the Donghuang Bell?

Yu Tian Xuanhuang met him with a sentence: "I finally survived the disaster, but I didn't expect to die in a few days."
Chapter completed!