Tianxuan Sect and Yi Wuyang were defeated in the battle, and Bing Tianluo rose strongly, but they also suffered great resistance.

Because Yi Wuyang is the grandson of the head and the orthodox heir.

In advance, everyone felt that Yi Wuyang would win this battle, but he never thought that he would be defeated in the last moment.

Now, Bing Tianluo has received the support of most of the eight people in Tianxuan Sects, but the leader of Tianxuan has never made a clear statement, which makes Bing Tianluo a little angry.

The head of Tianxuan Sect is the Supreme Martial King, and the ninth level of Tianwu, who dares to disobey?

But Bing Tianluo is not afraid. He has a giant bird with great power and supreme deterrence. This is his confidence.

Within three days, I must give me a reply.

Bing Tianluo forced the palace to force him, shocking countless people.

However, two days later, the head of Tianxuan Sect appeared and personally announced that Bing Tianluo was the next heir of Tianxuan Sect. All matters were left to Bing Tianluo to handle. The head of the sect went into seclusion and practiced without caring about common things.

This result caused heated discussion, and no one knew what happened in just two days, which made the head bow down and surrender his power.

From that day on, Bingtian fell into the Tianxuan Sect and became the youngest leader in history.

Pass the order and find the Qijie Picture of Tiangong in the shortest time.

This is the first order issued by Bing Tianluo after he succeeded as the leader.

Chen Yao was puzzled and asked: Why are you looking for Tiangong Qiqiao Picture? This picture has been missing for many years and is missing.

Bing Tianluo pulled Chen Yao into her arms, wrapped her arms around her slender waist, and said in her ear: According to legend, there is an entrance to another world hidden in Tiansheng Peak.

Chen Yao was shocked when she heard this and blurted out: You are talking about the seven clever pictures of the heavenly craftsmanship.

Bing Tianluo smiled and said: Do you really think I would care about the position of this sect?

Chen Yao was shocked and thought of many things, and a hint of uneasiness appeared in her heart.

At present, the Tianzong is as empty as nothingness, and the living people disappear with Yi Wuyang. The energy of other sects is severely damaged, and many people disobey it. You should take the time to rectify it first, so it is best to take the best solution.

Bing Tianluo showed a hint of worry on his face and sighed: In the abyss, the inheritance of the Martial Master is about to appear, and the masters of the Holy Land will definitely come. The time left for us is very tight, so I won’t care about these for the time being.

Chen Yao smiled bitterly, leaned quietly in Bing Tianluo's arms, slowly closed her eyes, not mentioning them more.

In the Cicui Mountain, Lu Yu is rushing to practice the God of War Wuji.

He first practiced the Beidou God Fist and the Nine-turn Piercing Heart Legs respectively, but after the boxing and leg skills were achieved, the difficulty suddenly increased.

In terms of soul techniques, the Holy Soul Heaven Sacrifice is perfectly matched with the stars, and combined with the grass martial soul, his soul power surges and his energy is strong.

In the practice of Wuying in martial arts, Lu Yu used the Beidou martial arts system, Shenxing Wuying combined with five times the speed of sound, combined with the Eupied Body Technique, the progress was satisfactory.

Yi Meng has also been practicing in the past two days. With the help of spirit stones and talisman formation, her strength quickly rose to the ninth level of Tianwu, but her legs were unconscious.

Elder Yuan has always been by Yimeng's side. She respects the saint as the main wife and wishes to be with her for the rest of her life.

It seems that you want to say something but stop, but what do you want to say to me?

Yi Meng asked about this while she was resting.

Elder Yuan smiled, talked about the saint's legs, and mentioned Lu Yu's treatment method.

no!

Yi Meng refused at once, which was expected.

Elder Yuan didn't care and persuaded: Ten thousand years have passed, what else can the Saint begs for letting go? Lu Yu is your disciple, and it's understandable that he heals your wounds. We can all help you at that time, and there will be no embarrassing things.

Yimeng disagreed, and Elder Yuan was not in a hurry. He took time to persuade him a few words every day. After several days, Yimeng finally gave him a speech.

In the past two days, Lu Yu is rushing to the third level of Tianwu.

He found that the realm was not enough, and it would be extremely difficult to practice the War God Wuji.

The mining of the spirit mine is coming to an end. There are many weapon refiners and alchemists in the Flame Mountain. They have refined many elixirs and spiritual weapons as Lu Yu told him.

That afternoon, Xuan Meng called Lu Yu, intending to strike while the iron is hot, check the situation of the saint's legs, and discuss the treatment plan.

Everyone knows in their hearts that the restoration of the Saint Yimeng is of great significance.

Once the Holy Land master arrives, a Shinto master may appear, and one finger can kill the powerful Tianwu master instantly.

Lu Yu has no backer now and it is impossible to greatly improve his realm in a short period of time, so saving Yi Meng has become the most urgent priority.

In the cave, Xuanmeng took out a moving palace, which was a spiritual weapon, and it was much more comfortable to live in than the cave.

Yimeng was lying on the bed, Lu Yu stood beside her, with only Xuanmeng, Elder Yuan and others avoiding her, to avoid the saint being embarrassed.

Yi Meng was a little nervous, her pretty face was hot, and her pink and bloody.

Elder Yuan held Yimeng's hand and comforted her softly.

Xuanmeng removed Yimeng's lower shirt and exposed her skinny legs, and her muscles and tendons had long been necrotic.

Lu Yu's face was serious, and he knocked and pressed his muscles and joints carefully, and Yi Meng was unaware of it.

Opening his divine eyes, Lu Yu carefully observed the internal situation of his legs. His bone marrow was dry and his cell necrosis was already disabled for thousands of years.

Lu Yu frowned and fell into deep thought.

He is the Holy Soul Heavenly Master, and many methods of the left and right flashed through his mind, but they were all denied by him.

Xuan Mengxin couldn't bear it and said angrily: Such a vicious method is simply inhumane.

Yi Meng sighed: Forget it, don’t bother, there is no hope.

Lu Yu glanced at Yi Meng and said softly: It requires the power of life, that is, the innate energy.

Elder Yuan asked: Where does the innate energy come from?

Lu Yu frowned and hesitated: Fetal breathing, I thought of a solution, but I need to clear your blocked meridians first, and use the golden needle to pass blood to perform preliminary treatment. Moreover, there is something that needs to be discussed with the master separately.

Xuan Meng exchanged a glance with Elder Yuan and both left.

What should I talk about separately?

Yi Meng looked at Lu Yu with confusion, but also full of curiosity.

Lu Yu said: I have been thinking about it for a long time. It is not easy to cure your legs. It is either protracted or has a very low success rate.

Yi Meng said: I am already very pleased that you have this intention, and you don’t have to make things difficult for yourself.

Lu Yu shook his head and continued: Just now, when I mentioned the innate energy, I suddenly thought of a solution, but I need the help of Bai Xue and Hua Yujiao. I hope you can accept them as disciples, so that it is easier to heal your legs.

Yi Meng questioned: There seems to be no need to discuss this matter with me alone?
Chapter completed!