The man in the white turban said hurriedly: "Young master, I have sent the message. I have sent it four times in total. I sent it every three hours."

The young demon man said in disappointment again: "That damn Zhang Ling, who obviously only has the seventh level of cultivation, how could he be so powerful? Have you thought of anything?"

Both the white turban and the red turban shook their heads.

They really couldn't imagine why Zhang Ling was so powerful.

This guy's cultivation level is obviously only at the seventh level of the One Yuan Realm. They have confirmed it before taking action.

Just because he repeatedly confirmed that Zhang Ling was indeed only at the seventh level of the One Yuan Realm, the young master would do it alone. He felt that as long as he did it alone, he could take Zhang Ling's life. The first time he left the demon clan's control area and was in a wild place on the human territory, the young master wanted to have a good start and successfully kill a human alchemy genius. As a result, he failed to hit one blow and was also injured.

Strictly speaking, they can't blame them for this. They never expected that a mere One Yuan Realm's seventh-level alchemist would have such a strong combat power, even stronger than professional combatants. Generally speaking, the alchemist's combat power would not be very strong. But this guy is so strong!

The young young master said in a pity: "You two wastes! You can't kill him when you fight together!"

The white turban and the red turban were both bowing their heads deeply and didn't dare to say anything at all.

To be honest, they really have no reason to justify.

If the assassination fails, it means failure. There is no reason for it to fail.

What they have to do is learn from failure, improve their combat effectiveness, and strive to succeed in one blow next time.

However, the problem is here. No matter how they thought about it, they couldn't imagine how Zhang Ling found out that he was assassinated, how he avoided the assassination, and how he launched a counterattack. The situation at that time was indeed too strange. Not only did their poor young master not notice what was going on, but the two of them were responsible for sprinting on the side, and they did not realize what was going on.

When they realized that the situation was not good, Zhang Ling's counterattack had ended fiercely. Their young master was already injured. They were so angry that they hurriedly launched an assassination in a hurry. As a result, the ghost arrow they shot out was dodged by Zhang Ling. In the end, not only did they not assassinate Zhang Ling, but instead brought their young master in.

Zhang Ling's counterattack was very sharp, and his true energy was very fierce. Even the young master, who was the first level of the Liangyi Realm, was injured. If they hadn't taken action immediately and attracted Zhang Ling's attention, I'm afraid that the young master's injury would have been even more serious.

Their young master is at the first level of Liangyi Realm. This Zhang Ling is only at the seventh level of the One Yuan Realm. There is a total difference between the two of them one big realm and three small levels! Moreover, their young master is still injured by the opponent's counterattack when he failed to attack. Faced with such a strange situation, even if they wanted to break their heads, they could not imagine how Zhang Ling did it.

"Hey, are the elixirs you two carrying useful? I have taken so many elixirs, why do I feel that my injuries have not improved at all?" The young master said in disappointment again.

"Young master, we have already used all the pills we can use." The white turban said helplessly.

"Damn it! Garbage pills! We must have been deceived by humans! The pills sold to us by humans must be fakes! They are the best at making fakes!" The young master was angry and scolded angrily. As a result, he accidentally touched the wound on his body and moaned in pain. Due to the severe pain, his facial features couldn't help twisting.

The white turban and the red turban looked at each other, both lowered their heads deeply and did not dare to speak.

Both of them knew the young master's injuries very well. They were injured by Zhang Ling's fist who was fighting back. There were no external injuries, only internal injuries. At that time, the young master vomited two mouthfuls of blood in a row. It can be imagined how serious the injury was. Of course, the elixirs they took to the young master were not fake. They were all top-notch healing drugs. It was just because the young master's injuries were quite strange that the elixirs could not work.

Where is the weirdness of their young master's injuries? It is strangeness that internal injuries are caused by too many true qi of different attributes.

If an ordinary practitioner is unfortunately injured when fighting with someone, he will probably suffer from one or several kinds of true qi damage. At most, no more than five kinds of them. As long as the right medicine is prescribed, the invading true qi can be gradually dissolved. After all, it is impossible for an ordinary practitioner to activate true qi of multiple attributes at the same time. No matter it is the beast soul or the meridians, they cannot withstand too many attributes of true qi.

However, their young master's injuries were very strange, and there were actually thirteen rays of true qi. These true qi have different attributes and different strengths, entangled and mixed with each other, and are simply a mess. They are still a mess that is extremely large and complex, and they are almost impossible to untie.

Obviously, it is impossible to remove so many complex true qi mixed together. To be precise, it is impossible to remove it by relying on elixirs. There must be a very skilled practitioner who uses his own true qi to slowly guide these mixed and changeable true qi out one by one, and finally slowly extract it clean. Only when the young master's injuries can heal completely.

It is absolutely impossible to recover at once.

However, considering the young master's current mood, of course they dare not say anything else.

Suddenly, the man in the white turban seemed to feel something and said in surprise: "Young Master, Elder Muqi is here."

The young master struggled to get up and went outside the secret cave to greet Elder Muqi. As a result, his body moved slightly, and he felt his teeth grinning. The messy true energy in his body was like sharp needles, piercing his internal organs and meridians, making him feel pain. He couldn't help but feel listless again, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he said weakly: "Please, please!"

The man with a white turban hurried out, and after a moment, he brought an old man from the demon clan in. The old man from the demon clan was very tall, two heads taller than the others. His body was also very thin, and he felt like he was a bamboo pole. He was wearing a black robe, and his skin was exposed outside the robe, with layers of wrinkles. Behind his collar, there were six colorful feathers of the Pure Land bird. This was the symbol of the elder of the demon clan. The six colorful feathers of the Pure Land bird marked him as a cultivator in the ** realm.

The young demon clan master smiled bitterly and said in a difficult tone: "Elder Muqi, I finally hope for you."

The old man from the demon clan walked to him, frowned and said, "Young Master Gongga, why did your injury not improve at all? Have you never taken medicine after being injured? Have you used up the pills you carried?"

The young master Gongga smiled bitterly and said, "I took all kinds of medicines, but it was useless!"

Elder Muqi came forward, stretched out his finger, took his pulse, frowned and said, "No wonder. What a complex true qi, there are as many as thirteen types. All the true qi attributes are complete. This is indeed something that the elixir cannot relieve."

Young Master Gongga said fiercely: "Elder Muqi, go and help me kill him now!"

Elder Muqi shook his head and said, "No. My mission is to bring you back immediately, and there is absolutely no more trouble."

The young master Gongga said angrily: "I don't want to go back. I must cut that bastard Zhang Ling into pieces. This person must not be left in the world! Otherwise, our demon clan will definitely be seriously threatened by this person in the future! Elder, believe me! Everything I said is true! This person must not let him grow up. Otherwise, there will definitely be endless troubles in the future!"

Elder Muqi shook his head and said, "Young Master Gongga, it is the chief's order to bring you back. Young Master, the situation around Black Stone Fort is not very good now. Human fine works are very frequent. The four major families of the Yanteng Empire have a large number of fine works that have sneaked around Black Stone Fort. Even the Kestrel group of the Xue family has been activated. The chief and the chiefs are very worried whether the Yanteng Empire is going to launch a new southern expedition..."

The young master Gongga said suspiciously: "Nanzheng? Humans will fight south at this time? How is it possible? It's impossible! There are still many things that have not been solved within themselves. Didn't our information say that the four major families of the Yanteng Empire have already shown signs of internal strife? What is their purpose at this time? Could it be that there is any conspiracy to hide, right?"

Elder Muqi shook his head and said, "The chief was worried about any conspiracy, so he asked you to go back early."

Young Master Gongga was hesitant. He was indeed unwilling to go back at this time. One reason was to lose face. Another important reason was that if he missed the opportunity to assassinate Zhang Ling, he would never have the chance to do it again. When he returned to Black Stone Castle and had another chance to come out, Zhang Ling might have grown up and might have become full of wings. At that time, it would be even more difficult to deal with.

Elder Muqi said slowly: "In addition, there is a situation that may not be known to the young master. We have received the latest news that a new supervisor has arrived at the Heisha City Guardian. His name is Yang Dingcheng!"

The young master Gongga said in surprise: "Yang Dingcheng? Is it the Yang Dingcheng that once...?"

Elder Muqi nodded and said deeply: "That's right, it's him. This person's mind is unfathomable, and the chief is very worried!"

The young master Gongga couldn't sit still and hurriedly said, "Then take me back quickly! Even Yang Dingcheng was dispatched to the Heisha City Guard. It seems that the human world is indeed going to launch a new round of southern expeditions. Moreover, it is the Yanteng Empire to take the lead!"

When he heard the situation was so serious, he immediately forgot about Zhang Ling's existence. Just kidding. If the Yanteng Empire was preparing to launch a new southern expedition, their next move would be to launch a large-scale mobilization on the southern border. At that time, the place where he was lurking would definitely be searched. He didn't want to fall into the hands of humans. The Yang Dingcheng mentioned by Elder Muqi was definitely a cold-blooded person.

If there are any figures in the Yanteng Empire that can make the chief of the demon clan feel quite afraid. Then, Yang Dingcheng is definitely one of them. No wonder the chief is so worried. Idiots can think that it is definitely not a good thing for Yang Dingcheng to come to the Heisha City Town to guard the palace at this time!

"Walk!"

Elder Muqi reached out and picked up the young master Gongga, and the group quickly left.
Chapter completed!