Soul Emperor Martial God

Chapter 2561: Delay in the Ice Palace

His injury has never recovered.

Before, he just recovered a little bit, so that his damaged body could withstand the vitality and explode his combat power.

That arm is still half abandoned.

The countless scars on his body are still shocking.

The son's suit was already damaged and bloodstained.

At this moment, he was more embarrassed than he thought, and his injuries were far more serious than he thought.

However, he got used to it early, and his face was almost painless.

"Puff." A mouthful of blood spurted out.

From beginning to end, it was just forbearance.

Bang...

The Jin Yan holy flame on his body wandered, and another flame ignited, and then the demon fire was boiling.

At the same time, a large pile of pills came out and quickly absorbed them.

...

one day later.

"Huh." Xiao Yi exhaled lightly.

A wave of ice surrounds his body, and then the flame burns, the ice turns into water, and walks close to the body.

All at once, refreshed.

The broken young man's suit had also been slowed down and changed into a clean young man's suit.

"A whole day." Xiao Yi squinted his eyes.

A whole day and night of meditation and recuperation, plus the Jin Yan torch healed under the acceleration of the boiling demon fire, and the absorption of countless healing pills.

He has recovered most of his injuries.

However, it is almost impossible to say a complete recovery in a short time.

The broken bones of the half-worn arm have recovered, but they still haven't healed.

With a wave of his arm, he can do it without hindrance, but it is impossible to use it as an explosive force.

There are also the wounds and scars all over his body, which have not completely recovered.

It is obviously not easy to endure the full pursuit of the two demon veterans, and the price to pay is also great.

Fortunately, everyone was rescued and the goal was achieved.

It stands to reason that this body still has such an injury, without a ten-and-a-half-month training and treatment, it is impossible to recover.

The injury to his body was shockingly heavy, as Qingyue Demon Venerable had said before, but it was just like a candle in the wind, giving it a sigh of relief.

Originally, the most correct way to heal injuries should be to slowly recuperate and moisten the damaged body.

With Xiao Yi's own pharmacist skills, it is not difficult to do this.

Now, directly using the boiling demon fire to accelerate the burning effect of the Jin Yan sacred fire and achieve the purpose of rapid healing, it is turning the cart before the horse and eager to achieve it.

Although the injury was suppressed in only one day, and even most of the injury was recovered, it will become more difficult to heal afterwards.

It is like a dead branch, which should have been drizzle and warm, but forcibly soaked in the water. It seems that the dead branch is wet, but in fact it is only internally strong and dry.

However, Xiao Yi doesn't have much time now, and he still has things to do in a hurry.

Most of the injuries he recovered from this were enough to recover his strength.

"Huh." Xiao Yi exhaled again.

Not far away, on the bed, Xia Yiming suddenly woke up, "Palace Master."

Xiao Yi smiled.

Xia Yiming got up.

Xiao Yi walked to the edge of the bed, "No need to get up, go to sleep."

"You don't have any injuries, it's just that your vitality is too great and you need to be recuperated urgently."

"I have given you the pill before, and you can rest for a few days."

"Yes." Xia Yiming nodded, "Palace Master, how long have I slept?"

"One day." Xiao Yi replied.

Xia Yiming looked around her eyes, "Is this the palace lord's bed?"

"Yiming offended, let the palace master sit on the ground for a day."

"Okay." Xiao Yi smiled, "We are all martial artists, so there is no need to be cautious in these sections."

"Could it be that I can still catch a cold even if I sit on the ground for a day?"

Xia Yiming was about to struggle.

Xiao Yi suddenly asked, "By the way, haven't you received any letter or news from the guardians of the Ice Palace these days outside of the Demon Realm?"

"This...nothing." Xia Yiming shook his head.

Xiao Yi frowned slightly.

Xia Yiming said solemnly, "Does the palace master think something is wrong?"

Xiao Yi nodded.

Xia Yiming said, "Before the law protectors said that the matter will be handled in half a month if it is slow, at most a month."

"Calculating the time, the palace lord came to Dongfang's house for a few days, and spent more than 20 days in the demon domain, and it's almost a month in total."

"Yeah." Xiao Yi nodded, "According to my judgment, the Supreme Tower and Lingyan Pavilion should not have the ability to delay Senior Xia and the guardians for so long."

Xia Yiming said, "If the palace owner is worried, Yiming will return to the palace to investigate the situation now."

"That's not necessary." Xiao Yi waved his hand.

"I still know the strength of several law protectors."

"Except for the level of the Chief Hall Master, no one can easily help them."

Those old guys, especially the old man like Lu Long, were a bit sloppy, but their strength was indeed monstrous.

Although their combat power has not yet reached the level of the main hall master, it is by no means easy for them to do it.

"Palace Master." Xia Yiming said suddenly, "Shu Yiming speaks frankly."

"Since the palace lord came to Dongfang's house, there have been constant waves and dangers."

"The palace owner is alone, it's not appropriate after all."

"The Eighth Hall, is it..."

"No." Xiao Yi shook his head and interrupted, "If they dare to let me be alone, they have confidence in me."

"In addition, with the abilities of those eight old guys, they can only rush to Dongfang's house in three or four months, so there must be important things to deal with."

"Rather than let them separate, I would rather not bother."

"Furthermore." Xiao Yi smiled, "Where am I alone, didn't I hear you?"

Xiao Yi just talked casually.

Xia Yiming nodded seriously, "Well, don't worry, the palace owner, Yiming is here, and he will definitely be the palace guardian."

"Whoever wants to hurt the palace owner half a point can only step over Yiming's corpse."

Xiao Yi smiled awkwardly, glanced at the sword next to Xia Yiming, then picked it up and looked at it seriously.

"Something's wrong." Xiao Yi shook his head, "I never perceive this is a fierce sword."

"In my perception, it couldn't be more normal."

Xia Yiming replied in a deep voice, "This is indeed a fierce sword, and it also calls the sword of the underworld. It is extremely evil."

"However, it was actually afraid of you, the palace lord. Once Ming held this sword for so long, it was the first time it encountered this situation."

"This sword is bloodthirsty. If there is a demon in the sword, it must be extremely greedy every time it drinks blood and devours soul."

"But in the hands of the palace master, everything suddenly converges, and even the large amount of martial artist's blood and spiritual consciousness is no longer absorbed, which is strange."

Xiao Yi shrugged, "I don't know, maybe, I am a very strong sword repairer."

"According to my judgment, if I hold this sword into the devil, I will definitely not completely lose my mind, at best it will be crazy."

"Yes." Xia Yiming nodded, "The palace lord is what I have seen. Among all sword repairs, the sword heart is the strongest, the most transparent, and the purest."

"This fierce sword can never completely invade the palace master's sword heart."

"Yeah." Xiao Yi nodded, "In addition, it may also be related to the many powerful flames of the world on me."

"My flame is almost the absolute nemesis of these cold and dark air."

"That's right." Xia Yiming suddenly remembered something, and said anxiously, "Palace Master, those six ghosts under your command..."

"They're okay." Xiao Yi shook his head, "It was just a deal."

Xia Yiming frowned, "Dongfang Patriarch, seems to be protecting Dongfang Zhi."

"I know." Xiao Yi nodded, "I asked him to take Dongfang Zhi, but he won't move my six ghosts."

"Forget it, you can rest." Xiao Yi put down his sword, turned and left.

"Palace Master, where are you going?" Xia Yiming asked.

Xiao Yi chuckles, "There are still things to be handled."

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