At this moment, Bi Wuxin, who fell to the ground, asked weakly: "Has the crack on the sword body... disappeared?"

"Yes, I've already... wait!" Guan Heng's bloodstains ended, and about half an inch of the crack had not healed. He shouted with his eyes bursting: "Damn it, it's just a little bit short of it."

"Boom--crack!" When he said this, he was soon, a thunderbolt broke through the sky flashed and fell hard, hitting the golden cone of thunder. The rapid electric force was like a violent thunder and dragon and snake turning over and swinging its tail, and the "swish" sound had already poured on the Jumang Sword Sword.

But no one expected that the most huge change would have happened at this time. The reason why Bi Wuxin was able to use the power of lightning to repair the sword body in one day and one night was because he was wearing a pair of lightning protection gloves sewn with the outer skin of "Ink Armor Poisonous Sphere", but there was no such thing on Guan Heng's hand. At this time, thunder and lightning attacked, and the whole thing hit the front of the sword blade, and then attacked Guan Heng's body.

"Uhhhhh--" Guan Heng burst out with a shocking roar of pain. This time he was really directly under the power of thunder, making Guan Heng completely burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

In the flash of lightning, the heavy water runes on Guan Heng's body, the breath of the golden ghost and the Houtu God, suddenly gathered together, and then rolled onto the Jumang Sword. This was also because of the rapid and unparalleled thunder power on him, which made the three Jin, Wood and Tu have a desire to "hat the same hatred of the enemy."

In a blink of an eye, the thunder current that was wandering around Guan Heng's body collided with the three-way force. However, the most unlucky one was still the person holding the Jumang Sword. The two were repeatedly entangled, and in a few breaths, they were twisted into an inexplicable force, rushing directly to Guan Heng's limbs and bones with lightning speed.

"Puff puff puff puff--" Suddenly, countless blood lines were sprayed out from the surface of the skin that was burnt, all sprinkled on the Jumang sword blade. The last crack of the sword finally closed and disappeared.

"Papapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapa" originally had several "pseudo-wood demon spirit tree species" on the sword, which turned into green buds and wrapped around the surface. At this time, the tree species suddenly burst into the air, dancing continuously, and then "ralala" merged together.

"This is?!" Guan Heng and Bi Wuxin, who had barely got up, were shocked. At this time, the five-in-one tree species had already grown into the air and suddenly fell on the Jumang sword, embedded in the sword body without bias. "Huh!" A slowly leaping green spiritual energy suddenly appeared in front of them.

However, the green spiritual energy suddenly became bright and dark, and seemed extremely weak. Bi Wuxin murmured to himself: "I don't know if this thing is a sword spirit or a wood spirit, but it is too weak."

"By the way, baby white ghost!" Guan Heng shouted, enduring the severe pain of being hurt by lightning all over his body: "You have drunk Xuanming water, and quickly spit out some onto the Jumang Sword."

"Squeak squeak." Hearing this, the infant white ghost immediately agreed with a hissing voice, spitting out a water arrow of Xuanming Water, and landing on the spiritual energy ball. The green spiritual energy suddenly absorbed the Xuanming Water, immediately adding a little bit of activity.

Unfortunately, after a few breaths, it dimmed again and instantly retracted from the green beads on the sword body. Although the Jumang Sword had been connected at this time, the entire sword was dull and full of a dead silence.

"Uh..." Guan Heng held the Jumang sword in his hand, and because of excessive fatigue, he finally fell to the spot.

When the hilt of the sword was struck, Guan Heng's palms were stuck with him. He gritted his teeth and pulled them hard, "Sweep!" and then separated from the hilt.

He reached out to pass the Jumang sword. Bi Wuxin looked at the sword repeatedly, and he murmured to himself: "Has it been cast?"

"Why, can't you even see it?" Guan Heng couldn't help but smiled miserably: "The spiritual energy of the Green Bead on the Sword Body seemed to like absorbing Xuanming Water, which proves that my judgment was correct. You must find more Xuanming Water to completely recover the Jumang Sword." "Yes..." Bi Wuxin leaned against the furnace at this time, touched the wound under his shoulder, and then whispered: "What I can do is to help repair the sword body. As for other things, you have to do it yourself."

"But when you met the Hongyun Sword just now, you were so brave. Don't you want to die?" Guan Heng smiled at this time, and actually touched the wounds all over his body, grinning in pain.

Bi Wuxin also smiled and said, "Isn't it the same for you boy? You went to forge the blade without lightning gloves. This time you were struck by lightning? Is it comfortable or not?"

"One word: good!!" Guan Heng replied arrogantly: "If you have the chance, you should try this taste."

"Hahaha...hehe...hahaha..."

The two scarred men laughed loudly at this moment, and immediately alarmed the three women not far away, including the ghost tiger, the snake bird and the big bear. Qinghuang was startled when she heard Guan Heng screaming when she was struck by thunder. She wanted to rush over to check it out immediately, but was stopped by the ghost tiger. The other party was afraid that even she would be in danger.

At this moment, when the two people laughed, the three women rushed over quickly.

"Uh?!" Seeing Guan Heng's appearance of thunderbolt electric coal all over his body, Qing Huang immediately screamed: "Who are you?"

Guan Heng laughed and said, "I am your man..."

"Bang." Qing Huang then slapped him on the shoulder: "What are you talking nonsense? Don't you see how bad you are."

"Uhhhh... it hurts so much." Guan Heng screamed in pain at this moment: "Be gentle, I'm seriously injured. This is what you said, and I don't know how to be polite."

"Idiot, hurt yourself, in the end I'm worried?" Qing Huang had tears in his eyes and quickly helped Guan Heng apply medicine. Yun Qin and Ting'er on the side also helped Bi Wuxin bandage the wound.

Guan Heng rested for a while, ate some more things, and then said, "Qing Huang and I cannot stay here for a long time. Now it is close to Mao hour. The Cave of Duobao on the other side of Longji Ridge is about to open, so we cannot be late."

"Okay, brother, you should be careful along the way." After hearing Bi Wuxin's words, Guan Heng nodded slightly, took Qing Huang to ride on the ghost-swalking tiger, and cried like a snake, and suddenly landed on his shoulder.

"Why, are you willing to leave your gold?" After teasing the colorful monster bird, Guan Heng smiled long: "Everyone, take care of yourself, we're leaving." In this way, the ghost-swalking tiger carried the two of them in one go and ran towards the bottom of the mountain.

After a while, they had arrived near Longji Ridge. "Strange..."

Guan Heng suddenly stretched out his hand to caress his heart. Qing Huang sat behind him and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Guan Heng muttered, "Somehow, I felt uneasy in my heart, and I always felt something was wrong."

"Hey, maybe you are overly sensitive." Qing Huang said disapprovingly: "We are about to meet Agou, Tianlin and the others. What else can happen? Relax your mind."
Chapter completed!