Seeing that Yang Xuan was bleeding all over, Fang Qingxue sobbed and dared not move again. At the moment, she felt very painful, like being torn by a sharp blade.

    "Xueer, don''t cry." Yang Xuan opened his mouth, and there was a dull noise like fried beans all over his body. The pain made him grin and look ferocious.

    "Wuwu, sect leader, please save brother Yang." Fang Qingxue thought of something and cried to Yan Changkong under the stage.

    Yang Xuan has great talent. Now he is the first of the disciples in the outside world. Of course Yan Changkong won''t let him die. He didn''t speak. He appeared in front of Yang Xuan and squatted down to take Yang Xuan''s pulse. Then his face changed greatly.

    "Sect leader, what''s the matter?" Fang Qingxue''s voice trembled and worried. Yang xuanruo has three long and two short comings. She will never live alone.

    "Alas, his injury exceeded our imagination. Nearly 80% of the bones of his body were broken, especially the viscera. He was extremely hurt."

    Yan Changkong sighed gently. To be honest, he didn''t expect Yang Xuan to be hurt so badly.

    This and other injuries were replaced by others. They died on the spot. Even if they were hanging one breath, the pain died.

    However, Yang Xuan didn''t die and didn''t say anything. He could bear this unimaginable pain silently without saying a word, which surprised Yan Changkong and understood that Yang Xuan''s will was beyond people''s reach.

    "Sobbing, how could it be like this? How could it be like this?" Fang Qingxue just felt a whirl of heaven and earth, fell to the ground without image, and burst into tears. Yan Changkong''s words made her think Yang Xuan was hopeless.

    At this moment, many external disciples stared. No one expected that Yang Xuan''s injury was so serious. The most shocking thing was that Yang Xuan was still alive. Although he was dying and not far from death, he was not dead after all. They didn''t know what strength was supporting him.

    "Xueer, don''t cry. Brother Yang promises you that everything will be fine." while talking, Yang Xuan''s body began to crack again, and blood trickled out.

    "Yang, brother Yang, stop, stop talking, please stop talking." Fang Qingxue choked and nearly fell in Yang Xuanhuai.

    Yang Xuan didn''t speak, and didn''t dare to speak any more. He could only smile bitterly in his heart: "miscalculation. Unexpectedly, the Jiuji collapse of jiuzhong power caused so much damage to my flesh!"

    But it''s too late to repent.

    Moreover, he didn''t regret it, but he was a little worried, because there were many people here, so it was inconvenient to use the Xuanwu vigorous formula.

    In his opinion, as long as he uses the Xuanwu vigorous formula, there is still hope to treat the injury, but he soon frowns. It is difficult to say whether he can stand up in his current situation, let alone use the Xuanwu vigorous formula.

    Just when Yang Xuan didn''t know what to do, Gu Yunfeng, South Korea and more than a dozen external elders all boarded the challenge arena.

    All the way to Yan Changkong, Gu Yunfeng hurriedly asked, "master, is Yang Xuan still saved?"

    "Salvation can be saved, but there may be accidents. Everything depends on his nature."

    Yan Chang thought for a moment. He flashed a decisive color in his eyes, turned his palm, and handed a white pill to Yang Xuan''s mouth: "Yang Xuan, this is a fortune pill. In addition to curing your injury, greatly refining your body, it can also stimulate your spirit and give you a great chance to awaken your martial spirit."

    Then he paused and said, "but there are advantages and disadvantages. If you eat this pill, you will have visions in your mind. If you can''t get through it, you will never wake up."

    "Never wake up!?"

    Many external elders were shocked. The so-called illusion is actually a heart demon. There is great terror. Even external elders like them are afraid of heart demons. Besides, Yang Xuan is just a weak crown youth in a quenched state.

    "Sect leader, can''t you replace it with other healing pills?" asked the South Korean side.

    The heart devil is terrible. The South Korean side has experienced it once. It was really dangerous. He almost lost it. Now think about it, he also has lingering palpitations.

    "Alas, his injury is too serious. Ordinary healing pills don''t work at all."

    Yan Changkong shook his head. The nature pill was the best elixir. He got it by chance a few years ago. He was reluctant to take it. If the ordinary healing pill could cure Yang Xuan''s injury, he would be reluctant to take it out.

    "Can''t the fourth grade Tianyuan pill?" an outside elder suddenly said.

    "No, he''s not Li Yunfei. He''s seriously injured. Tianyuan Dan can''t save him at all."

    Yan Changkong shook his head again and immediately looked at Yang Xuan: "there is the beauty of creation, which is much stronger than what quenching body pill, but there is also great danger. You decide whether to eat or not."

    "Cough, thank you. Thank you for giving me the pill."

    Yang Xuan coughed his blood and nodded laboriously. He was a man of two generations. He knew that this pill was a six product elixir. Only the real sect knew the refining method. Unfortunately, the medicinal materials needed for refining were too rare, and some even disappeared long ago.

    "Well, now open your mouth. I hope you can break through vanity and win fortune."

    Yan Changkong nodded slightly without hesitation. With a flick of his fingers, he put the lucky pill into Yang Xuan''s mouth. With the lucky pill into his mouth, Yang Xuan was shocked and fainted.

    "Brother Yang!" Fang Qingxue panicked and thought something had happened to Yang Xuan.

    "Don''t worry, you see, his injury is recovering."

    Listening to Yan Changkong''s words, Fang Qingxue looked carefully, and sure enough, she saw that a milky halo appeared on Yang Xuan, and the dense wounds on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

    Seeing this scene, someone in the stands said, "the sect leader actually took out the best elixir to save him. It seems that he can''t die."

    "How can I feel a sour smell."

    "Why, don''t you envy? You know that the name of the fortune pill is the best elixir. Moreover, the sect leader said that eating it can cure injuries, greatly harden the body, and most importantly, awaken the soul of martial arts."

    "Of course I envy, but what about envy? Yang Xuan is a genius. Now he is the first person in the outside world. If you have his talent, the sect will not pay attention to you?"

    "Yes, but the sect leader said that if you eat the fortune pill, there will be many illusions in your mind. I don''t know if Yang Xuan can survive?"

    "What if you can''t survive?"

    "Didn''t you hear what the sect leader said? If you can''t endure it, you''ll never wake up."

    Seeing the noise in the arena, Gu Yunfeng got angry and shouted coldly, "what''s the noise? Shut up."

    Everyone shut up and dared not make a sound.

    At the same time, Yan Changkong stood up and looked around the audience. Lang said, "go back and practice hard and strive to break through the Ningyuan state as soon as possible. If anyone can break through the Zhengang state before the age of 18, I will give him a quench body pill."

    "Sect leader, is what you said true?" a disciple blurted out.

    "Bold, will the sect leader deceive you?" Gu Yunfeng shouted angrily.

    "Well, there''s no need to be angry. They are children who haven''t grown up."

    Yan Changkong waved his hand and said in a loud voice, "my words count. Go back and practice hard!"

    His voice was not loud, but the external disciples present clearly heard it and left the arena one by one.

    Before long, even Li Yunfei was carried down. In such a big arena, there were only Fang Qingxue, Yan Changkong, South Korea, Gu Yunfeng and other external elders in the challenge arena, as well as Yang Xuan who fainted.

    "Sect leader, when can brother Yang wake up?" Fang Qingxue stood by Yang Xuan. Seeing that he had not woke up for a long time, she couldn''t help asking Yan Changkong.

    "Fast is half an hour, slow is..." at this point, Yan Changkong couldn''t go on. Everyone present understood that Yang Xuan might never wake up.

    Fang Qingxue burst into tears and said, "brother Yang promised me that he would be fine. He, he will definitely wake up."

    "Alas!" Yan Changkong sighed and sat down with the South Korean side, Gu Yunfeng and others.

    ……

    As the lucky pill entered the body, Yang Xuan only felt a flash of strong light around him. When he recovered, he found that he had come to an endless grassland.

    "Joo!"

    At the same time, the cry of wearing the golden crack stone came from a distance, and a small black spot broke through the air.

    The seemingly far distance came in an instant. Yang Xuan looked up and couldn''t help trembling. What little black spot is this? It''s clearly a monstrous monster.

    It is like a lion or a tiger, ten feet long, with a ferocious head, a huge body and ferocious scales all over the body. The most frightening thing is that it has a pair of huge wings behind it.

    As the giant wing vibrated, it had stopped at a height of 100 feet above Yang Xuan''s head, and a pair of scarlet eyes as big as lanterns stared at Yang Xuan below.

    "Level seven demon, double winged demon lion!"

    Yang Xuan''s hands and feet were cold. At a glance, he recognized that the giant beast was a two winged magic lion, because in the previous life, the Shura devil had been chased and killed by it for 100000 Li, and almost died in the end.

    "Joo!"

    Suddenly, the two winged magic lion above was flapped and killed.

    "Illusion! It must be an illusion!"

    Yang Xuan bit his teeth, stuck to his heart and let it rush.

    Puff!

    Soon, an indescribable pain came, his body was torn into two parts by the claws of the two winged magic lion, and a large stream of blood rose to the sky.

    Although he clearly knew the illusion, he felt very real at the moment. The pain was beyond description and made him miserable.

    "No, this is an illusion. As long as I stick to my heart, I will never die."

    Thinking so, the bloody picture in front of him disappeared. Yang Xuan found that his body was intact, while the two winged magic lion had long disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

    "Sure enough, it''s all illusions, but this illusion is really terrible. If I get lost and think I''m dead, the consequences will be unimaginable."

    While Yang Xuan was thinking, a group of people appeared around him out of thin air.

    This group of people, old and young, men and women, slaves and maidservants dressed as domestic slaves, and well-dressed childe and young lady, everyone laughed at him.

    "Yang Xuan, our Yang family doesn''t raise waste. Get out of the Yang family."

    "Go away, go away quickly. Your father is a waste, and you are also a waste. Your father and son should pack up and leave."