The monks in the field couldn't help but look up into the air.

On the one hand, it was because the explosion was too big.

On the other hand, Lin Shixiong and the bald old man are the leaders of both sides, and the result of their battle will affect the whole situation, which is very important.

After seeing the bald old man disappear in ashes, the monks of Miao Le Palace were shocked, and then showed different reactions.

Some people yelled in exclamation, some yelled at the Demon Cult, and some cried bitterly. Of course, there were also people who were worried about their safety and were distraught, thinking about how to escape.

The demon cultivators did not rush to be happy, because Lin Shixiong was still alive or dead.

But in fact, when the explosion happened, Lu Ping'an had already rushed to Lin Shixiong's side at the fastest speed and took him into the air.

At this moment, everyone saw Lu Pingan flying down from a high altitude holding Lu Pingan.

"Altar Lord!"

"father!"

Lin Chulan and several demon cultivators rushed forward shouting.

After Lu Pingan landed steadily, they saw that Lin Shixiong was still alive, even with his eyes open, but his breath was weak and his face was bloodless, as if he would be unconscious at any time.

Lin Shixiong said in a weak voice: "I'm still alive, don't worry."

Having said that, Lin Chulan was still extremely worried, and hurriedly called out a few pills, fed them to Lin Shixiong, and tremblingly said: "Father, there will be nothing wrong with you, there will definitely be nothing!"

A monk next to him said: "I am good at medicine, let me show it to the altar master!"

Lu Ping'an heard this, his eyes lightened, and said, "That would be the best."

The monk ran the corresponding spells and checked them carefully.

In the process, the monk's expression gradually became serious.

After that, the monk said, "The altar master is not in danger."

Hearing this, Lu Ping'an, Lin Chulan and others were relieved.

Lin Chulan asked: "Then my father is injured..."

The monk was silent for a moment, and said: "The altar master's injury is very serious, the dantian Qihai is damaged, which will affect future cultivation, and it is very likely to cause the state to fall..."

This remark made Lu Ping'an and others' hearts sink.

Lin Chulan had already reddened her eyes from worry before, and tears burst into her eyes.

But Lin Shixiong himself, on the contrary, looked calm and said: "As long as I don't die, those are trivial things. Compared to the bald old guy, it's not easy for me to live."

After all, the bald old man was a powerhouse at the extraordinary eightfold peak. It was indeed not easy for Lin Shixiong to survive in the world when he fought with all his strength, did not hesitate to use his original essence and blood, and eventually even blew himself up.

Lu Ping'an was also very heavy, but he still said, "The altar master is right. To stay alive is to win. Moreover, whether it is the problem of the dantian Qihai or the cultivation level, it can be cured, but it will take some time. , So Young Master, you don’t have to be too sad."

With the comfort of these words, Lin Chulan gradually stopped crying.

She wiped her tears and said, "Then let's hurry up and send my dad to a safe place for treatment!"

Lu Ping'an nodded and said, "Well, go directly to Linzhou City!"

But at this time, Lin Shixiong said, "No, we must kill all the monks in the Miao Le Palace first. If anyone escapes, all our efforts here will become meaningless!"

Lin Chulan said: "But father, your situation..."

Lin Shixiong said: "I took the pill and my injury has recovered. It doesn't matter if I get to Linzhou City slowly."

Lu Ping'an said, "There are also the deputy altar masters here. Those Miao Le Palace monks can't escape."

Lin Shixiong said: "I didn't see those people all dead, I felt uneasy."

Lu Ping'an sighed helplessly, then handed Lin Shixiong to Lin Chulan to hold him, and said, "I'll help. You stay here to protect the altar master, just in case."

Lin Chulan and several monks nearby nodded.

After that, Lu Pingan rushed to the battlefield ahead with a sharp sword in his hand.

Since the start of the war, Lu Ping'an has of course also suffered serious injuries, but now he has used extraordinary power, which is still quite powerful and can have a great impact on the situation.

The most important thing is that, except for Lin Shixiong's battle, the Demon Cult has always been in the upper hand, and victory is only a matter of time.

As the bald old man died and died, the Miao Le Palace side naturally became distracted, and there was no fighting spirit. Even if an elder was shouting for encouragement, it did not play a big role.

When the bald old man died, some people wanted to escape, but now, some people have turned their thoughts into actions.

"No one wants to escape!"

Lu Pingan cut out a sword light and bombarded the escaped Miao Le Palace monk at lightning speed.

With a bang, the monk exploded and turned into a cloud of blood!

Then, Lu Pingan continued to attack with his sword, and at the same time beware of anyone escaping.

Anyway, no matter what special techniques the monks of Miao Le Palace used to hide their whereabouts and aura, it was impossible to escape the detection of the Devouring System.

In addition, there are only a dozen people left on the Miao Le Palace side, but anyone who wants to leave the battlefield will easily be spotted.

In such a desperate situation, a monk from Miao Le Palace blew himself up like a bald old man.

One is not wanting to die under the hands of the demon cultivator, and secondly, if one or two demon cultivators can be killed, it is considered a profit.

Two demon cultivators were too late to evade the defense, and they were really blown to death by the opponent's blew!

But after this happened, the demon cultivator naturally became more cautious.

In the end, thanks to the efforts of Lu Ping'an and the demon cultivators, all the Miao Le Palace cultivators in the field were killed, leaving nothing alive, and no one could escape.

However, there were originally more than forty people on the demon sect, but now there are nearly half fewer, and only more than twenty people remain.

All the elite monks who participated in the war this time were of a certain level of strength. Even if more than 20 died, it could be regarded as a major loss.

Of course, from another point of view, compared to the Miao Le Palace that was wiped out by the army, half of the people are still alive, which is an acceptable result.

Lu Ping'an returned to Lin Chulan, Lin Shixiong and others, and said, "Altar Master, it's done!"

Lin Shixiong asked: "Very well, there are no fish that slip through the net, right?"

Lu Pingan said: "No, all are dead."

"That's good, you can go to Linzhou City."

After Lin Shixiong finished speaking, he completely relaxed, and this also caused him to fall into a coma.

Lin Chulan was shocked and said, "Father!"

Lu Pingan said: "Don't panic, the altar master has been bracing himself, and now he has passed out. Instead, he can take a good rest and restore his mind and body."

Lin Chulan looked at Lin Shixiong in her arms distressedly, and then said, "Then let's go."

After that, Lu Pingan and others began to go to Linzhou City.

Although many people, including Lu Pingan, were seriously injured, for the sake of Lin Shixiong, they did not care about their injuries and moved forward at full speed while hiding their breath as much as possible.

Fortunately, the journey was peaceful, without any accidents.

And just when they were about to reach Linzhou City, Feng Jinghui contacted Lu Ping'an with a sound transmission device.

"Brother Ren, what's the situation on your side now?"

Lu Pingan said calmly: "The matter has been resolved, and we are rushing to Linzhou City."

Feng Jinghui said, "Are you all right?"

Lu Ping'an said: "The lord of the altar was seriously injured!"

Feng Jinghui was startled and said: "What?!"

Lu Pingan didn't explain much, and said, "How are you?"

Feng Jinghui said: "We all arrived in Linzhou City safely, and we also temporarily stayed in an inn."

Hearing this, Lu Ping'an became calmer in his heart and said: "Safety is good."

Feng Jinghui said, "Should we go out to pick you up?"

Lu Pingan said: "If it's convenient, of course it's best."

Feng Jinghui said: "Convenient, we will be careful!"

After that, the two briefly discussed the reception matters, such as where to connect, how many people there are on Lu Ping's side, and how many carriages they need to send over.

After all, Feng Jinghui and the others advanced to the city and knew better about the situation there. If they were to rely on Lu Ping'an and the others, they would have to carefully explore and explore, and it would take some time.

After a while, Lu Pingan and others arrived outside a certain gate of Linzhou City.

After waiting for a while, Lu Pingan and the others saw Feng Jinghui and others.

With Feng Jinghui's response, Lu Ping'an and his party smoothly entered the city and checked into the inn.

Until then, their entire retreat was truly over.

When he arrived at the inn, there was a demon monk with stronger medical skills to help Lin Shixiong treat his injuries.

For people like Lu Pingan, even though the injury is not minor, he only needs to take a few pills and heal his injuries.

As a result, Lu Pingan and others rested in each room that Feng Jinghui had arranged in advance.

Lin Chulan has always been by Lin Shixiong's side. Although she is not proficient in medicine and can't help much, she just wants to be with Lin Shixiong so that she can be at ease.

After that, everyone was healing or resting, nothing happened again, everything was calm.

Lu Pingan's injury is not very serious. Given his physique, as long as he is treated well, he will recover quickly.

But this night of battle still made him feel physically and mentally exhausted.

He killed a lot of people tonight, and he killed them as a demon monk.

Even if he convinced himself, it would still bring him a psychological burden.

At the same time, Lin Shixiong was so badly injured that he more or less blamed himself.

Because he didn't use all his strength from the beginning to the end, but he knew very well that he could never go all out with his meticulous capacity.

Therefore, Lu Pingan felt ashamed in his heart no matter what.

He had already experienced it before, but when working on it a lot, he was not human inside and out.

Now he has once again fallen into this situation, and his heart is full of helplessness.

Lu Ping'an arrived in the room and didn't even exercise his strength for the first time to heal his injuries.

After half an hour, Lu Pingan started his exercises to treat his injuries.

Not long after dawn, Feng Jinghui came to find Lu Pingan.

"Brother Ren, the lord of the altar is awake!"

Lu Pingan's eyes lit up, and he quickly got up and got out of bed, saying, "Go!"

After that, the two of them headed to the room where Lin Shixiong was.