You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

Ye Xinglan opened his arms, as if all the strength in his body had been drained, and lay directly on the cold ground, without any sign of an emperor.

He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, and every breath seemed to squeeze all the air out of his lungs.

His eyes were closed and his face was full of pain and exhaustion.

After a long while, Ye Xinglan slowly opened his eyes and asked in a hoarse voice: "How many people are there in the National Protection Army?" His eyes were empty and confused, as if he had lost his soul.

Eunuch Zhu wiped the tears from his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he spoke: "Your Majesty, these are the only ones left of the twenty-odd people in the Tianyuan Camp. The other elite camps, the brave camp, the divine power camp, the Tianke camp, and the Tianqi camp have less than one million people in total... In order to prevent the Li Kingdom from taking advantage of the situation, they are all stationed at the border!"

Upon hearing the news, Ye Xinglan's eyes widened, with a hint of anger flashing in his eyes.

He sat up suddenly, glared at Eunuch Zhu, and shouted, "I'm about to die, why am I still guarding the border? No matter how many there are, call them all back to protect me! I must not die!"

His voice trembled, filled with endless fear and unwillingness.

Eunuch Zhu hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to accept the order, then ran out in a panic, leaving Ye Xinglan lying alone on the ground.

His eyes were filled with helplessness and confusion, and he muttered to himself: "Liu Yuntian!!! I don't believe that without you, the sky of Daliang will still collapse?!!!"

His voice grew louder and louder, finally turning into a heart-wrenching roar.

at this time.

Liu Yuntian, who was far away in southern Xinjiang, was kneeling on one knee, holding the long sword tightly in his right hand to support his body. His face was as pale as paper, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his lips were trembling slightly. It was obvious that he had reached his limit.

In front of him lay a giant snake as big as a tower, but at this moment the snake's head had been chopped off and thrown aside.

Lifting his hand and looking at the Buddhist beads that had completely lost their spirituality, Liu Yuntian sighed helplessly: "Can broken Buddhist beads that break after killing a snake be considered the proof of being a Buddhist?" He muttered to himself.

Even so, he was clearly aware that this Buddhist rosary was already a rare treasure, as it could restrain a giant python in the early stage of transformation.

Enduring the pain in his body, Liu Yuntian casually threw the Buddhist beads on the ground, then picked up the long knife and began to cut the snake into pieces.

The teeth and scales of this snake are precious materials for making spiritual treasures, and the beast core in its body is even more valuable.

Even in the prosperous Zhongzhou area, these parts from the magical beasts in the God Transformation Stage could be sold for a good price.

After carefully putting away the entire snake, Liu Yuntian continued to move forward towards the north.

The sky gradually darkened, and the surroundings were desolate and deserted. On the way, he unexpectedly discovered an abandoned and dilapidated temple.

Without hesitation, he stepped right in.

Walking into the temple, Liu Yuntian looked at the statues around him and couldn't help feeling a little confused.

Generally speaking, temples should enshrine sacred images such as the Big Buddha, Bodhisattvas, or the Three Pure Ones of Taoism, but this temple is different.

What was enshrined here turned out to be a group of demons with hideous faces, animal faces and fangs. This strange sight made Liu Yuntian alert, and he secretly wondered if this temple was not serious.

However, night fell and it was pitch black. We couldn't see our hand in front of us and it was impossible to move forward.

At this moment, the right arm has reached its limit. If you are exhausted and sleepy but don't rest in time, your body will subconsciously draw on the spiritual power in the right arm to repair itself.

But now his right arm was on the verge of collapse. He had nearly lost his mind three times during the battle with the snake. If he forcibly drew power from his right arm again, he would probably lose control completely in the next second.

So he raised the scabbard and removed the spider web under the statue.

Fortunately, the temple was filled with hay and firewood, and there were obvious signs of fire, which were obviously left by people who had passed by here.

He took out a tinder from the storage ring, lit the fire, and then lay down on the haystack in an ungraceful manner, ready to have a good rest.

Just as he relaxed, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right arm, which made him tremble all over. He staggered to his feet and tried to walk out of the temple, but the severe pain made it difficult for him to concentrate, and he accidentally fell to the ground.

However, just as he subconsciously tried to control himself, he found that his right arm was completely out of control.

Liu Yuntian's expression began to change constantly, sometimes showing an obsessed smile, sometimes becoming gloomy and cold, sometimes looking extremely painful, and sometimes looking hideous and twisted.

His eyes were bloodshot and eventually turned completely blood red.

Suddenly, Liu Yuntian let out a roar, raised his foot and kicked the scabbard hard.

The blade shot out instantly, and without any hesitation, he picked up the long knife with his left hand and quickly and decisively cut off his right arm neatly.

"ah!!!"

The pain of a broken arm made Liu Yuntian scream out in agony, and his voice echoed for miles around.

After the right arm fell to the ground, a terrifying thing happened. It seemed to come alive, and its five fingers kept groping around for something, and even crawled forward several meters.

After a struggle, the broken arm shrank at an alarming speed and lost all vitality.

Finally, it stopped moving completely, as if it had been drying there for years.

However, Liu Yuntian seemed to be used to it and ignored it. No blood flowed from the broken arm. The remaining flesh wrapped around his shoulder instantly shriveled and fell to the ground, revealing his original broken arm.

He raised his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, sat quietly on the steps outside the temple for a while, then walked back into the temple and lay down on the hay.

At this time, Liu Yuntian's face was as pale as paper, his lips were bloodless, and his eyes revealed a trace of fatigue and helplessness. He lay quietly, feeling the weakness and pain in his body, and an unspeakable sadness surged in his heart.

Without his arms, he is just a Qi Refining Stage, and without building a foundation, he is ultimately a mortal.

I am now in southern Xinjiang, which is very far away from northern Xinjiang. I can't fly, and I am afraid I will never be able to walk back in my lifetime relying on my two legs.

He did have a lot of money on him, but it was useless. A Qi Refining Stage cultivator with so many rare treasures would probably be robbed before he could hire anyone to take them back.

Not to mention that this is a specialty of Northern Xinjiang Daliang - a storage ring without any restrictions.

at this time!

The door of the temple was pushed open from the outside, and a hunched figure appeared at the door. When he saw Liu Yuntian, he laughed three times.

"Young man, do you long for power?"