The plasma was solidified on Ling Tian's white hair, looking so miserable.

"Come here, take Ling Tian back to the Lord's Mansion of Haoran City and heal his injuries immediately!"

Murong Zhi rolled his eyes and whispered.

"Hahaha, City Lord Murong, are you kidding me? Ling Tian is fighting for me, Tianyi Auction House, and now I should be allowed to take me back to the auction house for healing!"

Chen Chenyu refused.

"But Lingtian is also my descendant in Xijiang!"

"I don't care, no one can compete with me!"

"How long has it been, and you are still fighting over this, please save Ling Tian!" Below, Zhao Min suddenly roared.

With her ability, there was no way she could save Ling Tian.

"Let's go!"

Ignoring Murong Zhi's expression, Shen Chenyu flew down directly, picked up Ling Tian from the hands of the two women, and left Jiugong Mountain.

When Ling Tian woke up again, he found that he was already lying in a strange room.

The whole body is bandaged like a mummy.

"Well……"

Opening his eyes, he still felt a little comatose in his mind.

But when Ling Tian mentioned the Eternal Burning Heaven Art, the sense of coma disappeared instantly.

His expression changed.

First, he looked inward at the physical body and the sea of ​​qi.
Chapter completed!