"Be careful——"

On a stone bed, someone slowly raised his arm.

Li Shenzhi, who was in silence, suddenly opened his eyes and walked over quickly.

"Senior Liu Chuang."

"Junior Shen..."

The figure on the stone bed had blood flowing from its mouth.

"I'm... afraid." Liu Chuang spoke, and blood poured out of his mouth.

"Dead...dead?"

"died!"

Li Shenzhi grabbed the raised hand and leaned against the bed.

"Slaying...eighth-level...monster...is worth..."

"It just... hurts a little... hurts..."

…

Looking at the lifeless figure in front of him, Li Shenzhi was a little confused.

Outside the door, the expressions of the people who gathered outside and looked into the room darkened. They all straightened their bodies and placed their right hands in front of their chests.

…

"Your Majesty."

"Elder Hao."

Venerable Qingshan came with a bloody aura, and the warriors at the door all moved out of the way.

In the room, Li Shenzhi was checking everyone's injuries.

In his expectation, no one should die in the battle. After draining the blood, there are doctors and herbal medicines in Shenxu City, so he can get the fastest treatment.

Because of this, he dared to kill the eighth-level demon king.

However, there are still some people who are not able to support themselves. The withdrawal of Qi and blood has damaged the foundation. The lower the level, the more serious the damage.

"Your Majesty."

Hearing the sounds outside, Li Shenzhi turned around and looked at Lord Qingshan, who was also scarred.

A medicine bottle appeared in Lord Qingshan's hand and he called a doctor.

"After diluting the medicine in the medicine bottle, give each person a bowl and hurry up."

Only then did Lord Qingshan look at Li Shenzhi.

"Take good care of yourself, we old bones are not dead yet, we don't need you to die."

After leaving a few words, Master Qingshan left in a hurry.

The mess outside is still going on, but fortunately there are only three Demon Lords left, so the pressure has been reduced a lot.

Soon, the doctor directly pulled up a large bucket and began to distribute bowls of blue-glow soup to every Pojun warrior.

Li Shenzhi also drank a bowl, and immediately felt a warm feeling in his body, and the tingling pain in various parts of his body also eased a lot.

Throughout the room, muffled sounds echoed one after another. Hearing these figures, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

After this battle, four people from the broken army camp died in battle, and their strength was just one of the dozen or so people with the lowest strength in the camp.

They were all internal injuries, and it was not easy to treat them. The doctors could only repair everyone's injuries with decoctions.

Of course, this is only temporary. As long as everyone can recover and the meridians in the body are running, they can repair themselves.

After some busy work, the room became slightly quiet.

Outside the stone room, Fat Brother stood guard at the door, staring like a door god.

Leaning on the stone bed, Li Shenzhi closed his eyes to rest, but his heart could not calm down.

He was thinking whether he was impulsive this time, thinking that he had the winning chance, the right time, the right place and the right people, but he didn't expect that there was still a mistake.

The comrades who died in the battle were right next to him, and the room was covered with injuries. It was impossible to calm down.

"Um."

When he closed his eyes again, he felt that there were several illusory figures in the bronze coffin.

"Senior Liu Chuang!"

There was horror in his eyes, and Li Shenzhi hesitated.

He sensed it several times in succession.

Finally, it was determined that four blurry shadows appeared in the bronze coffin.

They were the four comrades who died in the battle.

How could there be such a change?

The bronze coffin has been absorbing demon blood for a long time. It is amazing that it can swallow some demon beasts. Now...

After coming to his senses, he carefully recalled what had happened before.

Several senior students lost their vitality, and nothing unusual happened during this period.

"Is it because of me?"

Several senior students died in the battle, and Li Shenzhi naturally felt guilty and wondered whether he had done something wrong.

"Bronze coffin!"

After reciting a sentence silently, the surprise in his eyes gradually calmed down.

As a toy of the underworld, there seems to be nothing unreasonable about the bronze coffin undergoing such changes.

Since the coffin was activated, it has had five major functions: purifying demon blood, deriving exercises, storing supplies, suppressing Yin spirits, and now converging souls.

After calming down again, Li Shenzhi tried to communicate with the soul in the bronze coffin.

However, he discovered that the four souls were illusory and seemed to have lost a lot of spiritual intelligence.

There was only the simplest reaction to his greeting.

In a moment of thought, the illusory soul shadow was summoned out of the bronze coffin and floated in front of Li Shenzhi's eyes.

"cut!"

I saw the soul shadow raising its hand, as if wielding a sword, slashing forward a stream of evil wind.

While thinking about it, Li Shenzhi recalled the soul shadow into the bronze coffin, and placed the flesh and blood of the monsters stored in the coffin in front of the soul shadow.

In his perception, the soul shadow smelled the smell of blood, and sure enough, he pounced on it and began to drink the demon blood.

It was obvious that Soul Shadow had lost most of his sanity, leaving only his instincts.

At this time, Fat Brother walked in and walked closer quietly.

"The demon king outside has temporarily retreated."

"The two venerables look seriously injured."

…

On the tower.

The two great sages, Qingshan and Panshi, were leaning on the stone chairs, breathing heavily, their breaths fluctuating.

"Is it okay?" Lord Panshi spoke rarely and asked.

"Not bad. What about you."

"The self-destruction failed time and time again, and my internal organs were already affected."

Venerable Panshi didn't hide anything, and said: "I only have a few decades to live, but now I have to shorten my life by at least another ten years."

"Your turtle shell skill is really amazing."

"It can't be repaired faster than your injuries." Venerable Panshi glanced at Venerable Qingshan and asked, "It will take a few days to recover most of the strength."

"In five days, 80% of the combat strength can be restored." Lord Qingshan said.

"That's enough." Lord Panshi said, "If the demon tribe wants to repair its injuries and be able to fight again, it won't be possible for half a month."

"We two old guys have put everything to good use. If we can fight to kill the remaining monsters, it will be worth it."

"It's my fight, you haven't got the time yet." Venerable Panshi glanced at Venerable Qingshan.

"Is the warrior who broke the barracks okay?"

"It's not a big problem. It's just that your energy and blood have been drained and you need to cultivate. I've already given you the Wood Spirit Essence. I believe it won't take a few days for you to be alive and kicking."

"That's good."

Outside Shenxu City, the three demon kings were entrenched on the top of the mountain and were not approaching Shenxu City.
To be continued...