C53 (1/2)

Everyone brought out Chu Ling and Jiang Ling Tian. The two of them were also injured, but compared to Shen Longxuan, it was nothing.

The first thing he did when he woke up was to pull out his sword, but when he saw the person who had arrived, he immediately shouted, ”Hurry and save Junior Brother Shen Longxuan!”

If not for Shen Longxuan, he would have died a long time ago, but facing his shouts, everyone was silent.

Chu Ling whimpered as he told them the truth, which was far more cruel than what they had imagined.

”You must survive! Only by living can there be future and hope! ” These were the last words that Chu Ling remembered from Shen Longxuan's words before he fainted.

How sincere and great it is to leave the hope of life to others and face death alone!

Jiang Ling Tian kneeled down beside Shen Longxuan. This man was worthy of his kneeling down!

Although the two of them had helped each other in the face of danger, Shen Longxuan had taught him how to take responsibility and be brave!

If there was such a thing happening, he would still choose to do it. However, he hoped that his comrade would still be Shen Longxuan, but it seemed impossible.

Chu Ling also crawled next to Shen Longxuan. Countless times when she had fallen into despair, it was this person who had given her courage. Shen Longxuan had already left a deep imprint on her heart.

She reached out her hand to wipe away the blood on Shen Longxuan's face. Her tears were like pearls with their strings cut, dripping onto Shen Longxuan's face.

Everyone was touched by this. Han Lingxue stretched out his hand, but in the end, could not help but put it down.

Finally, the nine grand elders left with the disciples to continue their investigation. Great Elder Xing Yan crushed the Teleport Talisman and brought the corpses and disciples back to Dragon Martial Sect.

These dead people had to be buried deeply, because they were all heroes of the Dragon Martial Sect. This was the rule of the entire history of the Dragon Martial Sect.

Shen Longxuan was placed in a private spirit hall, waiting for burial!

In truth, he hadn't died. He had just fallen into a deep sleep.

The injury this time was too heavy, and the battle spirit had no way of treating it.

If there was someone who was careful enough, it could be seen that the wounds on his body had already begun to heal.

From the moment the soul of profound dragon awakened, his life had been tied to it, and there had been a miraculous change.

It was just that his strength was insufficient and he couldn't unearth it, but that didn't mean it didn't exist.

At this moment, Shen Longxuan's soul was in a special space. If it wasn't for this special space, his fragile soul might have already dissipated.

In this space, there was a huge black dragon coiled around and lying down. Because of this life or death experience, he realized that there was actually such a space in his body, the space of battle spirit s!

Normally, the battle spirit would appear when he summoned them, but he didn't know where the battle spirit had gone to when it disappeared.

Just as he was bored to death, he suddenly felt his eyes go black. Coming out of the battle spirit's space, he breathed in the air once more, feeling extremely sweet.

Before he could open his eyes, he heard the sound of insects in the distance. This was a feeling he had never experienced before.

”That's the sound of the wind, and the sound of ants walking …”

During his time in the battle spirit space, his soul had unknowingly been strengthened, and it had at least doubled in strength from before.

He could even feel the slight fluctuations in the air. All of his senses had been enhanced, and he immediately opened his eyes.

Still in darkness, he touched himself as if he were lying in a closed box, and he knew at once.

This was a coffin!

It seemed like everyone thought that he was dead. He opened the coffin with a single fist and stood up. Golden rays of light flashed past his eyes.

”A corpse!” With a sudden howl, the disciples that were guarding the spirit pathway were scared to the point of running for their lives. With a distance of several dozen feet, they were able to leave the mourning hall in two steps. This was probably his fastest speed.

Shen Longxuan grinned, he realized that he was wearing a set of white clothes, which was his favorite color, and walked out of the mourning hall.