"Do you think you are sure of me?" Fang Lin said expressionlessly, with even a trace of disdain deep in his eyes.
Meng Luohua frowned slightly: "You are already like this, are there any tricks that you haven't used yet?"
As she spoke, Meng Luohua walked towards Fang Lin, with murderous intent on her face.
From Meng Luohua's point of view, Fang Lin was already a dead person. In order to avoid long nights and many dreams, she no longer wanted to talk nonsense with Fang Lin and planned to kill him, then dig out the holy medicine in Fang Lin's body and take everything away from Fang Lin.
Seeing Meng Luohua walking over step by step, Fang Lin looked gloomy but made no move.
When Meng Luohua stood in front of her, her slender breasts were only a few inches away from Fang Lin, and she could reach out and touch them.
"By the way, I'll tell you before I die, my name is not Mengluohua, my real name is Mengyuan." Mengyuan said with a bright smile, and she didn't look like a terrible killer who would kill at every turn.
Fang Lin also smiled: "Let me tell you one thing, you can't kill me."
As soon as he finished speaking, a withered palm suddenly appeared from Fang Lin's Jiugong Pouch.
"What?" Mengyuan was shocked. Seeing this strange scene, she wanted to retreat immediately, but found that her body could not move at all.
"What did you do?" Meng Yuan was horrified and screamed, her eyes full of fear.
The big withered hand slowly came towards Mengyuan, Fang Lin smiled happily: "I didn't do anything, it's just that you are going to die soon."
Mengyuan's breathing was rapid and her face turned pale. She found that not only could she not move her body, but her inner energy seemed to be frozen.
Seeing the big withered hand getting closer and closer, the despair in Mengyuan's heart became deeper and deeper, and her whole body collapsed.
"Don't kill me! I'm willing to do anything for you! Spare my life!" Mengyuan immediately begged for mercy. She didn't want to die. As a killer, she had ended the lives of countless people, but she was still afraid of death.
Even the most ruthless killer is still afraid of death.
Fang Lin shook his head: "Sorry, this guy is not something I can control."
Meng Yuan screamed for a while, and the big withered hand showed no sign of stopping. It got closer and finally pressed on Meng Yuan's head.
At this moment, Mengyuan couldn't even scream. Her eyes rolled up and her whole body twitched. It was visible to the naked eye that her body shriveled up little by little, as if the flesh and blood in her body had been sucked away.
Fang Lin had seen this scene before. After the Alchemy Conference, Fang Lin was chased by the Hidden Killer Hall, and then met Gu Daofeng.
It was the same way at that time, when the demon saint mummy took action and sucked Gu Daofeng dry.
Now, this Mengyuan has become the second person whose flesh and blood essence has been sucked away by the Demon Saint's mummy.
Mengyuan looked at Fang Lin helplessly, filled with regret in her heart, but there was no point in regretting, she would definitely die.
thump!
Mengyuan's shriveled body fell to the ground, completely lifeless. Her body, which was originally as beautiful as flowers and jade, was now in a miserable state of death, which made people sigh.
The big withered hand returned to the Nine Palace Bag, and before Fang Lin could react, the mummy of the Demon Saint appeared in front of Fang Lin.
Fang Lin suddenly didn't dare to speak, his face was full of nervousness and fear.
The Demon Saint was still the same as before, as shriveled as a long-dried corpse. He looked at Fang Lin with a pair of dim eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Senior?" Fang Lin called tentatively.
"The Seven Spirits Immortal Flower is in your body." Demon Saint spoke, his voice hoarse, as unpleasant as two pieces of old tree bark rubbing together.
When Fang Lin heard this, he immediately thought to himself that something was wrong. Could this old guy be plotting the Seven Spirits Immortal Flower? If it were such a flower, wouldn't he be dead
Before Fang Lin could say anything, the Demon Saint stretched out his hand towards Fang Lin, just like he had just killed Meng Yuan.
Fang Lin suddenly became weak and shouted quickly: "Senior, I brought you out of the Endless Cave, you can't be ungrateful!"
The big withered hand paused for a moment, and just when Fang Lin thought his words had an effect, the demon saint grabbed his hand again.
Fang Lin felt bad all over. He would rather be killed painlessly by Meng Yuan than be sucked into a mummy by this old guy.
But just when the demon saint's palm was about to place on Fang Lin's head, he stopped.
"Forget it, even the holy medicine is useless to me." The old mummy said with a sad expression.
I saw him retract his hand, then glance at Fang Lin, and return to the Jiugong Bag.
Fang Lin let out a sigh of relief and broke out in a cold sweat at this moment. It was indeed too thrilling just now. If this old guy really took action, Fang Lin would definitely die.
Fortunately, the old mummy didn't attack him in the end, and Fang Lin kept shouting that he was lucky.
After the crisis passed, Fang Lin quickly threw out a jade slip, placed a magic circle at the entrance of the cave, and then began to refine the Seven Spirits Immortal Flower in his body.
This is a holy medicine with unimaginable power. Although it was swallowed by Fang Lin at this moment, it was not refined by Fang Lin. If someone kills Fang Lin at this moment, the holy medicine can still be dug out intact from his body. .
Fang Lin sat cross-legged, refining the medicinal power of the Seven Spirits Immortal Flower bit by bit, and his injuries were also recovering quickly.
Three days later, Fang Lin's injury had completely recovered. Although the injury was serious, the effectiveness of the holy medicine was indeed amazing. Even if Fang Lin only had one breath left, he could still be saved.
This is also the reason why the three-tailed scorpion whose life is about to expire wants to swallow the Seven Spirits Immortal Flower. The power of the holy medicine can even extend the life span. You can imagine how powerful it is.
After the injury healed, what Fang Lin had to do next was to continue to refine the power of the Seven Spirits Immortal Flower to allow himself to break through.
But just before Fang Lin started practicing, the Demon Saint appeared again, and without any explanation, he grabbed Fang Lin and disappeared into the cave.
After a while, the demon saint grabbed Fang Lin and appeared on a mountain peak.
Fang Lin was in shock. He thought this old guy suddenly wanted to kill him again.
"Senior, where is this?" Fang Lin looked around and saw that everything was unfamiliar and couldn't help but ask.
The Demon Saint said: "This place is the deepest part of the Beast Mountain."
Hearing this, Fang Lin was immediately startled. The deepest part of the Beast Mountain? Isn't that the legendary place where the demon king lives and must die
I was actually brought to this ghost place by the Demon Saint
Gusts of wind blew, and an indescribably terrifying demonic aura filled the air. Several huge figures seemed to appear and disappear in the clouds and mist around the mountain peaks.
Fang Lin's face twitched, such a terrifying demonic aura could only be possessed by the demon king of the Five Transformations Realm.
"Senior, why did you bring me here?" Fang Lin asked with a bitter look on his face.