I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

cape.

There were monks flying back and forth in the air, each with a lot of materials in their storage bags.

Jian Tong stood on a high place and gave orders.

"Send the Lingxi bone to Yinqiu Point."

“And those who are transporting rootless bamboo should speed up and split the material.”

Jian Tong's voice was almost hoarse.

A demon cultivator passed by him and heard his hoarse voice, with a slightly worried look on his face.

"Brother Tong, why don't you take a break? You've been busy for half a month."

Jian Tong glanced at him, forced himself to cheer up, kicked him, and scolded him with a smile.

"Why take a break? We are short of manpower in Cape now, and Your Excellency and the others need it urgently. Let's move quickly."

The demon cultivator was kicked, but he was not angry. Instead, he felt relieved and said with a grin.

"What do your Excellency need these materials for? They have been busy for the past half month. We haven't seen your Excellency for a long time."

When he said this, there was a hint of curiosity and uneasiness in his tone.

It has been more than half a month since Yan Ping came to the cape.

Except for the first day when they met the Demon Lord, no one saw him again after that.

The demon cultivators at the cape saw most clearly and distinctly what was happening at Hopeless Sea that night.

Therefore, the curiosity and anxiety in the eyes of this demon cultivator are very easy to understand.

I was curious about what those people who came with His Excellency wanted these materials for, and I was also worried whether something happened to His Excellency that night.

Jian Tong clearly saw the emotions in his eyes and sighed silently in his heart.

He actually knew more than the average demon cultivator, but precisely because he knew so much, he had been holding his breath in recent days.

The demon lord disappeared and fell into the sea.

If this news were to spread or leak out, it would inevitably cause turmoil in the Demon Realm.

But compared with another thing, the turmoil in the Demon Realm seems just a small matter.

That means the Demon Lord really died in the Sea of ​​Hopelessness.

If the Demon Lord does not return for a long time, the Demon Realm will be far more than just in turmoil.

At this time, he was only thankful that among those who came with Yan Ping, there was still a backbone among them. As long as they repaired the formation, there would still be a chance to rescue Yan Ping.

Although this hope is slim, it is still a hope.

No matter how complicated his heart was, Jian Tong did not show it on his face.

He patted the demon cultivator's shoulder with a calm tone.

"Don't think too much, just do what you are told."

After Jian Tong finished speaking, he continued to direct the allocation of materials that were continuously sent from the Magic City.

And the place where the earth vein nodes are repaired.

Ji Heyu and Gou Yuze were helping from behind.

Wen Fenglai stood at the front, looking at the different formations in front of him. His light golden pupils were mixed with bloodshot, and he was constantly evolving different formation patterns.

In his sight, different materials were projected in different areas, and the aura emitted by these materials was very harmonious, but now there was only one gap.

Wen Fenglai spoke calmly, but his voice was particularly hoarse.

"Put the blood-sucking root in the lower right corner of the southwest."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone put the materials in the corresponding position.

The next moment, Wen Fenglai saw the aura of these materials completely merged together, and then slowly spread out, covering the aura of the earth vein nodes.

The moment the two met, the aura of these materials turned into a kind of endless nutrient that replenished the aura of the earth vein nodes.

The earth vein nodes that had been sluggish for a long time were replenished.

In just a moment, an aura of light that was difficult for people to look directly at appeared, and it continued to spread outwards at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wen Fenglai looked up at the spreading aura and relaxed invisibly.

Gou Yuze and Ji Heyu only felt an invisible ripple spreading. They looked at each other and then looked at Wen Feng Lai.

"Done?"

He was so tired when he heard the news that he wanted to close his eyes, and his voice was extremely hoarse.

"It's done."

As long as they are still within the protection range of the Qingzhou geomagnetic formation, this geomagnetic formation can catch them.

In order to repair this earth vein node that was once destroyed by him, Wen Fenglai worked tirelessly day and night in high-intensity evolution.

Repairing the formation while deducing.

I haven't felt this tired in a long time.

My thoughts were slow, my hands and feet were numb, and my vision was gradually turning black.

He bit the tip of his tongue, and the pain brought him the final clarity.

"Let people pay more attention on the coast in the last few days."

……

There is no sea of ​​delusion.

The storm was intense and the sky was overcast.

The strong winds whipped up the waves, making a huge sound.

The flying boat, which had been intact when it set out from Yuanzhou, now had many tattered and damaged parts.

The faces of the monks guarding various places on the flying boat were pale and tired.

Since they left Yuanzhou, they have been chasing or fighting with sea beasts most of the time.

Now it's almost a year, and the supplies have been consumed a lot, but they can't even find the shadow of a piece of land.

No wonder those monks who tried to leave by flying boat in the past never returned.

Their flying boat has gathered all the supplies from Yuanzhou and is manned by many high-level monks, which is why it has been able to last until now.

As for those small flying boats with only one or a few people on board, how could the supplies last until now?

You Zhenzhen was still at the forefront of the deck, looking coldly at the sea beasts outside.

Flying boat senior management.

In the open window.

Wen Jingshan was grinding the medicine powder slowly and steadily.

His hands moved carefully but slowly; the yellowish candlelight imprinted his movements on the wall, adding a sense of leisure and tranquility.

The candle flame placed aside made crackling sounds in the room.

Compared with the violent storm outside, the atmosphere in this room can only be described as exceptionally quiet.

But this silence was broken by Yan An in the corner.

Compared to Wen Jingshan's leisurely feeling, Yan An gives people a decisive feeling.

She is sorting medicinal herbs of different qualities.

He was clearly injured, his face was pale, and his movements were slow.

But the medicinal herbs in his hands kept flying out into baskets of different categories.

Suddenly, Yan An stopped moving, then raised his head slightly, with a look of confusion on his face.

Wen Jingshan stopped grinding the medicine powder and turned his head to look over.

He saw an increasingly strange look on Yan An's face.

Not only Yan An felt the wonder, Ling also felt it was wonderful.

【Can you hear my voice clearly? 】

At Yan Ping's request, it came to help. It was originally just a try, but it didn't expect that Yan An could hear its voice directly.

You have to know that among these humans, only the first generation can vaguely sense it.

Yan An was still surprised, but she spoke calmly.

[Sure, Ah Ping asked you to come and help? ]