Qian Duqian said, slapped the bowl with a slap, and a purple-red lotus flew out. The flower instantly expanded to the size of a water tank. It spun around in the air for a few times, and then hung above Mu Hengyuan's head.

"Others call me Qian Du Qian, this name is not for nothing. Haha, let you taste what it feels like!"

Qian Du Qian's one-word word is released: "San off!"

The big purple-red lotus flower was directly broken into powder and turned into thin threads and hung down.

Qian Duqian looked down at the place where Mi Xiaojing was hiding, and his body turned into a blue-black shadow, and instantly shot towards the direction of the sect hall. He was too lazy to kill a junior.

Just as the purple-red lotus shattered and formed countless thin filaments, Mu Hengyuan's face changed completely. His spiritual sword could no longer stop it. He raised his arm and swung it, and a series of thundering spears were shot out. Suddenly, the sound of thundering spears was heard. He tried to use the spear to repel the poisonous spears.

Lei Gang is a trick that every cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage knows. The true energy is condensed and exploded through some means, and with a fluctuation, the lethality is not strong.

Qian Duqian had already gone away, but a cold snort still rang clearly: "You go to die slowly, fight me? Seeking death!"

Mu Hengyuan was in a desperate situation. Qian Du Qian's methods were too sinister, and his cultivation was much higher than his. His various methods were of no use at all.

Yanxiu's methods were really powerful when they reached the advanced stage, especially the Zhenyan Physician poison used by Qianpo, which was even more insulting. This time Mu Hengyuan tasted it.

The purple-black poisonous silk directly invaded the spiritual pattern of the spirit sword, destroying the integrity of the spirit pattern. Mu Hengyuan's spiritual sword had been kept in the Nascent Soul for a long time, but now he did not dare to take it back into his dantian. It was definitely a behavior of seeking death.

The most important thing is that the purple-red poisonous silk on the top of his head quickly descended, forcing him to avoid it, but he just couldn't dodge it. He was covered with purple-black lotus floating around him, and he had even reached the point where he could not drive the spirit sword.

Mu Hengyuan gradually could not keep flying, and his body began to fall. His heart was already in chaos. He had never seen such a sinister battle.

The spirit sword suddenly slashed downwards, and Mu Hengyuan also took the initiative to do so. He had to remove the purple-black lotus under his feet first, otherwise he would hit him directly.

Even so, the purple-black poisonous silk floating around still stained Mu Hengyuan's body. As soon as his clothes were exposed to the poisonous silk, they would immediately burn and break. The poisonous silk directly invaded the skin, leaving a tortuous black pattern.

The purple-red poisonous silk on his head seemed to have identified Mu Hengyuan and then followed him.

A strange scene appeared, Mu Hengyuan fell down, and not far from above his head, purple-red poisonous silk formed ribbons. The head of the ribbons followed Mu Hengyuan and fell to the front yard of Huiquan Villa.

Mi Xiaojing stared at him, which was really thrilling.

Wang Weijun said repeatedly: "Let's go, silly boy, that's all that!"

Mi Xiaojing said: "I can relieve this poison!"

Wang Weijun said angrily: "I'm sorry, let him die!"

Mi Xiaojing was very hesitant. He had no disgust for the four Nascent Soul Ancestors of the sect. After all, he was still a young man and his understanding of the world was still in the simple logic of being nice to you and being nice to me, so I would be nice to you too.

Especially since childhood, he received the education of Yanxiu, and basically had the idea of ​​being kind to others. If he was powerless, there was no way, but if he had the means and ability, he would not want to leave.

"No, I...I want to save!"

"Why should I save him? Have you ever thought about it? Maybe he ordered you to destroy Xiyan Sect!"

"I...but he is the elder of the junior sister, I..."

Without listening to Wang Weijun's words, Mi Xiaojing saw Mu Hengyuan fall on the floor in the front yard, and a hole was smashed into the ground with a loud bang. Before he could escape, countless purple-red poisonous silks floating down from the sky shot over.

The purple-red poisonous silk is more powerful than the purple-black poisonous silk. When it falls on Mu Hengyuan, it actually makes a hissing sound.

Mu Hengyuan suddenly let out a scream. This poisonous silk that deprived the power of the cultivator was really terrifying.

Mi Xiaojing did not dare to step forward, but hid behind a broken wall and observed carefully. He did have the means to detoxify and used the Truth to detoxify, but he didn't know how effective it was, because he had never tried it.

Wang Weijun no longer persuaded Mi Xiaojing. He could not understand Mi Xiaojing's saving people. In the world of cultivation, it was almost impossible for such a thing to happen.

Unless both parties are father, son, wife and daughter, brothers and sisters, or real hard-core friends, almost everyone else ignores it. In a crisis, their own safety has always been the first.

Mi Xiaojing was very cautious. He did not run out to save people stupidly, but observed slowly not far away.

Wang Weijun didn't understand Yanxiu. In his opinion, this method of using poison is so terrifying and weird. However, it is not so mysterious in Mi Xiaojing's eyes. After all, he is too familiar with Yanxiu's mantra. After being influenced by the Ten Thousand Words Mantra, Mi Xiaojing will naturally understand many of Yanxiu's things.

He had seen the poisonous silk on Mu Hengyuan's body before. It was a combination of truth and poisonous form, and there were some techniques of cultivating and condensing pills. If there was one combination that didn't understand, it would be inexplicable, but it happened that Mi Xiaojing understood it all.

Mi Xiaojing didn't think this poisonous silk was very magical, so he dared to say that he had a way to detoxify.

Mu Hengyuan was no longer human-shaped. His clothes were all broken into powder, revealing large pieces of skin. On the skin, the hairs on the body were about to stand up. The twists and turns of purple and purple black poisonous silk were deeply engraved in the skin.

In just such a short time, Mu Hengyuan's skin had become ulcerated, swollen and black, and even his body began to collapse. The poisonous silk had invaded his body and extended towards the Nascent Soul.

Once the Nascent Soul is also stained with poisonous silk, Mu Hengyuan will be completely helpless.

After trying several methods in a row, I wanted to drive away the poisonous silk, but it was completely useless. Mu Hengyuan felt a sense of despair. That's it? No! No... I'm not willing to give up!

A desperate desire to die in his eyes showed in his eyes. Mu Hengyuan was extremely anxious. He said, "You come out!"

Mi Xiaojing was stunned. He knew that Mu Heng was calling him. After thinking about it, he still walked out.

"senior."

"It's you!"

Mu Hengyuan didn't expect that Mi Xiaojing would hide here, but after thinking about it, he felt relieved. This is where he lives. When he escaped from the main hall of the sect, where could a child escape? Of course, he went home.

"You... are you okay?"

Mu Hengyuan shook his head and said, "I can't do it anymore, please help me..."

Mi Xiaojing was stunned and he said, "What am I... helping?"

"Help me to get rid of the army! Take good care of Xiaoyin in the future!"

I feel like my body... isn't right, my mind is about to be hollowed out... Let me slow down, slow down and explode again and again? Well, I'll try to recover and then update again, and update again. Yes, that's it!
Chapter completed!