The group of strong men ran wild for an hour, and it was conceivable how far they walked. This Grand Canyon is really not half as long.

Everyone could not imagine how powerful the sword of the Empress of the Tang Dynasty was back then.

Ye Wudao's body was very weak. After being carried out of the Grand Canyon by the lone wolf, he didn't even have the strength to stand.

Lao Shan ginseng looked at Ye Wudao, thought for a while, and finally plucked a leg hair from his leg: "Well, my leg hair can make you recover quickly, you can swallow it."

Ye Wudao looked at the old, shriveled and curled leg hair and felt nauseated.

He really can't swallow.

Hong Qigong smiled and persuaded: "Boy, swallow it. The things on the old ginseng, even the soil, are top-notch nutrients, which will benefit you without harm."

"Not to mention the hairy legs of the old ginseng, and even his excrement, which can be met but not obtained."

Xu Linger also persuaded: "Xiao Ye, eat quickly, you will feel better sooner."

All right.

Ye Wudao bit the bullet and stuffed the leg hair into his mouth.

The leg hair melts in the mouth, with a salty feeling, but it is more sweet, and it has been sweet to the heart.

Wherever this sweetness goes, I feel more comfortable, and my strength gradually recovers.

In less than three minutes of swallowing, Ye Wudao stood up easily.

Ye Wudao was very shocked: "It's miraculous, it really is miraculous, I have never seen such a good elixir."

Lone Wolf was also amazed: "It's just a leg hair, the effect is so good, if he eats the whole person, then... tsk tsk."

The old ginseng glared at the lone wolf fiercely: "You can try it and see who ate who."

"You're a big skeleton, it's better to be fertilizer for my children and grandchildren."

The two quarreled, and neither spared the other.

Ye Wudao stood up and said, "Okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up, don't waste time."

OK, let's go!

The crowd followed Ye Wudao and hurried on their way.

Hong Qigong explained: "This place is the main battlefield of the ancient battlefield. Countless powerhouses have fought and fallen here."

This place is devastated, no grass grows, and there are large pits of different depths everywhere on the ground, with obvious battle marks.

The desolation here is beyond the imagination of Ye Wudao and others.

Just after walking for a few steps, Ye Wudao suddenly felt his head hit something, and then there was a "boom" in the air, and a thunderbolt smashed straight at Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao turned pale in shock, and hurriedly rolled on the spot, avoiding the thunder, quite embarrassed.

And the thunder blasted a large hole more than two meters wide on the ground.

There are enemies!

This was the first reaction of everyone, and they immediately looked around with vigilance.

However, the surroundings were dead silent, and there was nothing out of the ordinary.

Everyone was puzzled: "It was just a normal thunder just now?"

Ye Wudao shook his head in denial: "It shouldn't be. Just now I felt that my head hit something, which caused this thunder."

Head hit something and cause thunder?

What happened?

At this time, Hong Qigong suddenly realized: "The ban is definitely a ban."

What ban?

The crowd asked with great interest.

Hong Qigong said: "In those days, countless powerhouses fell here, including the powerhouses of the Eternal Realm."

"According to the truth, ordinary Nebula Realm powerhouses can set up restrictions. These powerhouses do not want to disappear, and they will seal their martial arts, magic weapons, flesh or consciousness in the restriction before dying."

"Maybe one day in the future, they will recover within the ban and live a new life."

"Ye Wudao must have encountered some kind of restriction just now, so he caused Tianlei."

The people who heard Hong Qigong's words were heartbroken.

There may be closed the consciousness of the eternal realm powerhouse, the physical body or the martial arts of the gods.

If they get any of these things, they will definitely be able to go a thousand miles and their strength will soar. JrNovels.com