Chapter 642: Healing from Injuries (Part 1) (Page 1/1)

Cursed Continent, the ancestral city of the Wu Clan.

In the underground inheritance space of the Wu Clan's ancestral city, Wang An sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, the runes around his body squirmed, and the power of the majestic bloodline rolled and stirred, and a huge force spread out in circles around him.

At this moment, the aura on his body had completely stabilized, like an innate god, surrounded by a halo of light, resplendent in gold.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a circle of terrifying spiritual pressure stirred up in the air, and Wang An suddenly opened his eyes.

"Well, this injury has finally recovered!" Wang An's eyes flashed, and he carefully checked the situation in his body with his divine sense, and nodded with some satisfaction.

Wang An found that the high priest and the rest of the people had not woken up, and the high priest, who was the most seriously injured, was still very weak in his body.

"It's... This is the backlash of forcibly casting the Forbidden Technique of Destiny. He frowned and stared at the High Priest.

Wang An pondered for a moment, pointed his finger, and the book of asking heaven suddenly appeared in his hand, and there were words in his mouth, and a strange aura filled the high priest's body.

With the pinching of his spell, countless flickering runes entered the high priest's body.

At the same time, the Wood Origin Bead floated above Wang An's head in a dripping way, sprinkling a green vitality over the High Priest and the other three Wu clans in the Golden Body Realm.

Under the gaze of Wang An's divine sense, the vitality of several people gradually became vigorous, and the blood veins in their bodies were tumbling, like a river.

But when his eyes fell on the high priest, there was a faint hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"The seal of the ancestral tree, Zerun the common people!"

As Wang An snorted lightly, the magic technique in his hand changed again, and the Wood Origin Bead in the void seemed to have received a huge traction, buzzing and trembling, with a brilliant brilliance, and the runes flickered, stirring throughout the underground space.

At this time, a shocking scene appeared, a mysterious mark suddenly appeared in the middle of Wang Anyintang, this mark was verdant, like a small and delicate leaf.

Wang An's index finger and middle finger were together, and he pointed it on his temple, only to see the leaf imprint in his seal hall dripping and spinning, lifelike, and the majestic vitality was stirring around.

The ancient vicissitudes of life flowed, and countless cyan runes the size of rice grains floated out of it, and finally turned into a pillar of light the thickness of a thumb and rich in vitality to the point of outrageous vitality, and it fell on the high priest's body with a bang.

"My king is mighty!"

At this time, everyone in the Wu clan was shocked by the scene in front of them, but they all knew that Wang An was healing the high priest and the others, because the aura on the high priest's body was obviously like riding a rocket, and it was climbing day by day.

Everyone stared at Wang An with fanatical adoration eyes, as if Wang An was an immortal king, and each of them was Wang An's pawn who was plotting to seize thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

Wisps of dark yellow aura erupted from their bodies, constantly enveloping Wang An, except for a few that were absorbed by the high priest, all of them were greedily devoured by the Heavenly Books.

Devouring these mysterious breaths, the Wentian Book spun around, and strange runes erupted on it, the Dao rhyme was vertical and horizontal, and the circle of life Dao aura surging outwards made Wang An tremble.

"Oh, that's not right. There is something strange about this Wentian book, how can I feel that there is a mysterious force pushing all this?" Suddenly, Wang An's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stared at the Wentian book and muttered.

I don't know what the reason is, Wang An couldn't see the wisps of Xuanhuang aura from beginning to end, and he couldn't capture the trace of the wisps of mysterious aura with the use of a hundred herbs and thousands of flowers.

"Haha, Wang An found out!" Xiao Jin, who had been lying on Xiaolong's body, looked at Wang An's suspicious and muttering appearance, and crawled around Xiaolong's head excitedly.

"Little Wangba, what's wrong with my brother?" Xiao Long looked very dissatisfied, shook his head vigorously, and almost threw Xiao Jin out.

"Wang An, you don't have to look for it, I'll tell you then!" At this time, Xiao Jin's body flashed with a flash of inspiration, directly crossed the overlapping and tumbling spiritual pressure, and levitated in front of Wang An and said.

When Wang An heard this, a look of half-belief appeared on his face, and he continued to cast spells.

Half an hour later, the Wood Origin Bead in the void, the Asking Heaven Book flew back into Wang An's body in a slippery turn, and the depressing feeling that permeated the air was gone.

At this moment, the high priest's body was full of vitality, wrinkles were like ancient bark, and there was a hint of ruddy color on his overlapping face, and the whole person seemed to be much younger.

"Thank you for your kindness!"

The high priest opened his eyes, stood up with a bone, and led the other three Wu warriors to kneel in front of Wang An with a plop, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

"You all get up!" Wang An seemed to have long been accustomed to their restraints, and with a slight spiritual pressure, several people stood up involuntarily.

"High Priest, let's go out and take a look, how is the situation outside!" After Wang An finished speaking, he took the lead and walked away with a burst of fire, and walked to a quaint stone gate with rune carving and forbidden to make up.

I saw the power of the blood veins on Wang An's body stirring, and with a pinch of the magic trick in his hand, runes appeared and landed on the door, and after a boom, the exit of the law of power was suspended in the air.

When Wang An and his party appeared outside the ancestral city of the Wu Clan, they found that this place had not been destroyed, and even the city tower that had been blasted before had begun to be surrounded by a faint law of force, as if it had begun to repair itself.

Outside the ancestral city of the Wu clan, the ravines are vertical and horizontal, the earth is collapsing, and you can vaguely feel that there is a faint power of law permeating the heaven and earth.

"High Priest, you and I will first go to repair the forbidden circle in the ancestral city, and let the other Wu clan disciples come out. Wang An closed his eyes and found that there was no one in ambush within the range of his divine sense, and then suddenly spoke.

"My king, you... Can you fix the ban on this tower?" said the high priest, his eyes lit up, and he shook his body excitedly, incredulously.

"Well, these law prohibitions have all evolved from our Wu Clan's Twelve Heavenly Great Arrays, and they are recorded in the inheritance, and now that I have advanced to the middle stage of the Golden Body Realm, I can arrange these prohibitions. Wang An nodded and said confidently.

When the rest of the Wu clan came out and saw the ruined ancestral city and the ravine-crisscrossed land outside, everyone was silent, and they could imagine how fierce the battle had taken place here.

Two hours later, Wang An, with the assistance of the high priest, finally completely restored the ancestral city of the Wu clan.

Everyone cheered, and the aura of Xuanhuang was stirring and rolling, frantically gathering around Wang An.

After repairing the broken prohibition of the ancestral city, Wang An's hanging heart finally let go.

However, what surprised Wang An was that the hidden danger of Yu Linglong always existed, and the major forces of the Yin Heaven did not come back to attack the ancestral city in the end, which made Wang An vaguely feel that something was very wrong, but he couldn't find out what the reason was for a while.

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