"...You really don't make people worry at all. It took me a lot of hard work to eliminate the opponent's main force, but you were still plotted against, so stupid that I want to sever the master-student relationship with you!"
"You bastard and villain are very good at suing first. It's obvious that you, as a dog's leg, failed to protect me and unfortunately poisoned me, yet you still have the face to criticize me!?"
"Damn, you would have been arrested by him long ago without me being by your side. Now you are innocent thanks to my hard work. You don't want to be grateful and dare to accuse me?"
"Innocent? Are you interested in experiencing your so-called innocence?"
"The good things are still for you to enjoy, haha..."
In the vortex of the galaxy, the master and apprentice laughed and cursed freely and freely.
However, judging from the expression, there is really no relief. Wang Wu squeezed Wang Lu's wrist tightly, Yubai's hand turned red, and beads of sweat ooze from her forehead.
As for Wang Lu, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked up, but his facial muscles had already stiffened due to excessive force, and the palm tightly held by Wang Wu was pitch black, and the black air continued to permeate unstoppably along his arm.
The two stalemate for a moment, Wang Lu sighed: "As expected of the poison of the Fallen Immortal, after trying so many methods, it still can't be stopped."
"Anyway, it's also Fallen Immortal's trump card ultimate move. It's so easy to stop, what are they doing?" Wang Wu shook his head disapprovingly, "Even I can barely press this toxin into a corner of my body. Don't even think about it..."
Wang Lu scolded with a smile: "Damn, what's wrong with me? I also practice Wuxiang Gong, and I have achieved Nascent Soul anyway. What qualifications do you have for this golden core to be rampant?"
"What's the use?" Wang Wu immediately smiled contemptuously, "What we practice is no longer a version of Wuxiang Gong." After finishing speaking, he said seriously, "Don't use me as a standard, my path is not good. Good to go."
Wang Lutou: "It can be seen that the innocent girl back then has fallen to the point where she is today. I don't believe it if you want to go this way."
Wang Wu snorted: "Whose responsibility is this?"
"... Mine, isn't it my responsibility?" Wang Lu shook his head, and suddenly felt that he and the senior brother of the golden generation in his memory began to overlap more and more, but soon, he felt dizzy again. It began to spread uncontrollably.
At this time, even Wang Wu let go of the hand that was holding his wrist tightly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Do you need me to give you a good time?"
Wang Lu asked: "How do you plan to make me happy?"
"Damn, you don't forget to take advantage when you're dying..." Wang Wu cursed, and then, "You're such a bird, most common methods won't work, how about..."
"Why don't you fit together?"
"… you know?"
Wang Lu smiled: "The trick of breaking the stars with one sword, which violates the oath of the heart demon, may be explained by your infinite number of cards, but what about the three golden cores in your body? I'm not blind."
After a pause, Wang Lu's face darkened slightly: "Is Yoyo still there?"
Wang Wu was silent for a moment, then spoke, but the voice did not belong to Wang Wu.
"Thank you for your concern, I'm still here, but this kind of conversation is probably the last time."
Wang Lutou was not surprised by this result. He doesn't have a deep friendship with Changzhige, so it's not even a matter of feeling sad at this time. The problem is... Does a certain person who put three golden pills in his body really have no side effects? Moreover, Jiujiuzhige and her have been friends for many years, and they get along well with each other. It is not so easy to include myself in it...
"What side effects are there, are they better than watching you being poisoned to death?"
Wang Lu shook his head: "It may not be possible to be poisoned to death, so don't look down on me too much."
Wang Wu covered her mouth and smiled lightly: "Yes, yes, you are the most amazing, invulnerable to all poisons."
This kind of perfunctory attitude was obviously very hurtful, but before Wang Lu could refute it, a strange yet familiar voice suddenly sounded in his head.
"Haha, by the Holy Light, this is not poison."
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At the same time, in the city of immortals.
In Xianyi District, the magic circle that placed the white jade coffin was already operating at full capacity, crackling and crackling sounds could be heard in the air from time to time, and purple-blue electric arcs moved back and forth, making people afraid to approach.
It was originally designed to hold twenty white jade coffins in the magic circle, but the number was doubled. The magic circle can still be maintained unbreakable, thanks to the deep foundation of the elders of Kunlun Xianshan who set up the formation. However, despite this, there are still dozens of white jade coffins outside the magic circle with nowhere to store them. The monks who carried the coffins looked ashen, and their angry eyes kept scanning the circle, wishing to throw out some of the white jade coffins and replace them with their own coffins.
The situation in Qunxian City deteriorated rapidly, even worse than expected. The Four Elements True Monarch appears and disappears like a ghost, dealing with dozens of other True Monarchs including Hetu Taoist with ease, causing heavy casualties every time he strikes, and what is even more frightening is that the spread of the toxin is gradually out of control.
The most terrifying thing about the strange poison of fallen immortals is that it is almost contagious. When one person is poisoned, everyone around him is at risk of being infected. Fortunately, this is the City of Immortals, with a large number of golden armor warriors and forbidden methods in the city, who were able to control the situation in the first place. But everyone knows that if this continues, the collapse will happen sooner or later.
"...Damn it, those old guys from the Tongtian Temple usually have high eyesight, and they grab it faster than anyone else when it's beneficial. Now they need to do things, just like idiots..."
"Hmph, before the Great Immortal Contest, they asked each family for resources and manpower, and they sucked blood and made people complain. Now the Great Immortal Contest is inexplicably silent, and there is no way. And it is clear that they provoked the Fallen Immortal, and the result We are the ones who bear the loss, and this Ten Thousand Immortals League has cheated people too much!"
"Yeah, using the resources provided by each family to set up a magic circle that seals the toxin, and the people in the center are a few of their big sects... Our people have to wait outside, shit, I have never seen such a bully! They Our people are human beings, but our people are Tukela?!"
Outside the formation, there were endless noises and even insults, and the irritability and anger of many monks seemed to be real, weighing down everyone's hearts.
At this time, a light flashed on the periphery of the formation suddenly, and a tall monk came out from it, exhausted all over.
The monk was wearing an unusually wide robe, with a hood that completely covered his face, appearing somewhat mysterious. But there were so many monks present, some people still recognized him.
Elder of the Heavenly Sword Hall of the Spirit Sword Sect, proud of the sea, the first person in the Ten Thousand Immortals League to use medicine. Most of the hundreds of poisoned monks inside and outside the magic circle now rely on his elixir to hang their lives and at the same time isolate the toxin from spreading.
However, no matter how proficient Ao Guanhai is in medicine, a person's energy is limited. As more and more monks were poisoned, he gradually became unable to take care of them. Now that the forty people in the magic circle have just been dealt with, the Jade Mansion is already empty, and I am afraid that they will not be able to use medicine for the people outside the magic circle.
He shrugged apologetically to the people outside, then swallowed a elixir, and then he wanted to meditate on the spot, and squeeze the Nascent Soul to restore his true energy. But before he sat down, he heard someone not far away say in a strange way: "The League of Ten Thousand Immortals is full of talents, but we want to let a Kunlun slave join here. If it is not my race, its heart must be different. Who knows if there is any in the medicine he gave?" Hall of Fame?"
These words are no longer punishing one's heart, but a vicious and vicious attack. For a moment, everyone's faces changed a little. Although the Spirit Sword Sect has a small number of people and is weak among the five masters, the five masters are the five masters after all, and they are not to be bullied...
But Ao Guanhai himself didn't care, just sat cross-legged quietly. He has seen this kind of racially discriminatory remarks too much, so he is no stranger to it.
But Ao Guanhai doesn't mind, it doesn't mean other people don't mind either.
"Hmph!" With a cold snort, like a broken silver bottle, everyone saw a brilliant rainbow sweeping across.
The next moment, there was a scream from the crowd, and the monk who had a strange look of yin and yang just now was stabbed into the air by a sword, a hole was dug open in the chest and abdomen, and the blood spilled into the sky.
A monk with the appearance of a girl raised her right hand forward, with five colored lines extending from the fingertips of her five fingers, nailing the monk who spoke strangely in mid-air, allowing the blood from the cavity in his chest and abdomen to gush out like a waterfall. Then, she glanced down, and said coldly: "At the crisis point, the Ten Thousand Immortals League should help each other in the same boat. Those who attack our own people with inexplicable reasons at this time are probably the enemy's spies. If you encounter them, you will be killed without mercy."
After that, the girl fell to the ground lightly, her figure was like a butterfly among flowers, but combined with the corpse in mid-air, it made people unable to feel the horror.
"That person... who is it?" In private, someone asked.
"Who else could it be? Of course it's the Spirit Sword Sect's own family... It's said to be the Ninth Elder of the Heavenly Sword Hall, who seems to be called Hua Yun."
"Wait, isn't there always ten people in Heavenly Sword Hall? Why is the oldest nine?"
"... Who knows what happened to the people of the Spirit Sword Sect? They have always been inexplicable in their actions. Tsk tsk, in public, they kill people as soon as they are killed. They are really domineering."
Several voices discussed a few words, but no one dared to speak too much. For fear of offending that beautiful but ruthless Shashen again.
To shut up a group of disgruntled people, of course it wasn't because of Huayun's beauty or ruthlessness.
It's because the one who was nailed to death by her in mid-air just now was an evil cultivator with the ability to transform into a god. Now the League of Ten Thousand Immortals is powerful in the mainland of Kyushu, and it is not easy for evil cultivators to survive. Most of those who can cultivate to the realm of transforming gods have many life-saving unique skills, and their combat effectiveness is often slightly stronger than righteous monks of the same level. As a result... he was crucified to death with a single sword strike. Although he is only a low-grade god, he is still a god!
People from the Spirit Sword Sect are good at leapfrogging challenges, so it really wasn't groundless. That perverted No. 1 golden elixir in Kyushu is gone, and even this notorious elder treats God like nothing. Realizing this, a disgruntled person can only keep his complaints in his stomach forever.
Let's start with, one Huayun is enough for them, who are at most no more than mid-level Huashen, to have a headache, not to mention that Huayun is surrounded by Ao Guanhai who is obviously stronger than her
"Hmph, a bunch of sluts." Hua Yun, who was under a lot of attention, glanced around with disdain, and then sat down beside Ao Guanhai. The girl's face quickly changed into a smile, and she patted the other person's shoulder very familiarly.
"Hey guys, what are you doing?"
Ao Guanhai felt a little helpless: "Junior Sister, you just did it too ruthlessly, didn't you?"
Hua Yun pouted immediately: "Cut, those bitches, how did they get a memory if they didn't strike hard? And the one who died was an evil cultivator. I recognize him. What kind of evil treasures like child-mother Yin flags do I like most? Time to die."
"Hey... Junior sister, you are not such a ruthless person, there is no need to force yourself for me."
"Big guy, you are so long-winded. You don't appreciate your help. No wonder you are so stupid that you are bullied by Fifth Senior Sister every day."
"Fifth Senior Sister is me..."
"Your savior! I'm tired of hearing about it!" Huayun interrupted rather dissatisfied, "How are Yao'er and the others doing?"
"...not very good." Ao Guanhai shook his head, "I have tried my best, but this poison is very weird, Ah Wu is right, it doesn't look like a real poison. But the specific ingredients are still unknown. It needs to be analyzed in detail. Come on, Yin Xuan made his own decision and treated himself as a test subject, which actually helped me a lot."
"Yin Xuan..." Hua Yun frowned a little, "What the hell is that kid thinking?"
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"Dead face, what are you thinking!?"
In a hidden corner of the City of Immortals, the boy let out an angry roar.
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