European Emperor [Cultivation]

It is very easy to rise.

Wang Ran didn't go out. For a Nascent Soul cultivator like him, going out is basically equivalent to sending him to death. The situation outside can only be investigated by the out-of-body monks who stay behind. The seriously injured are brought back for treatment, and it is definitely not like Huiyunmen.

One day, two days... The battle seemed endless, and when even Wang Ran was a little anxious and couldn't sit still, a figure fell from the cloud, which immediately attracted the attention of all the out-of-body monks.

The figure fell, spiritual energy erupted, blood spread everywhere along the cracked ground, and the scene froze for a moment.

"Is it the Master of Huiyun Sect?!"

"How is it possible? Isn't he a mid-stage monk? How could he lose!"

The crowd was in an uproar, and the people who were already flustered became extremely chaotic at this time. Zhao Xu fell, his right hand covering his arm, and there was also blood dripping there. How could he not pay the price if he was seriously injured in the early stage of the fusion?