"...You are really not a worry-free person at all. It was in vain that I spent all my efforts to eliminate the opponent's main force, but in the end, you were plotted against me. You are so stupid that I want to sever the master-disciple relationship with you."

"You bitch and villain are very good at complaining first. It was obviously your lack of protection as a dog leg that led to my unfortunate poisoning, but you still have the nerve to spit on me?"

"Damn it, you were arrested by him long ago without me around. Now you are innocent thanks to my hard work and hard work. How dare you accuse me without being grateful?

"Innocent? Are you interested in experiencing what you call innocence?"

"It's better to keep the good things to yourself, haha..."

In the whirlpool of the galaxy, the master and the apprentice were laughing and cursing, free and easy.

However, judging from his expression, he couldn't really tell that he was at all relaxed. Wang Wu squeezed Wang Lu's wrist tightly, his jade-white hands turned red, and glistening beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

As for Wang Lu, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but his facial muscles had stiffened due to excessive exertion. The palm tightly grasped by Wang Wu was black, and the black energy continued to seep down his arms unstoppably.

The two were in a stalemate for a while, and Wang Lu sighed: "It is indeed a fallen immortal poison. I have tried so many methods, but I still can't stop it."

"After all, it's the ultimate killing move of the Fallen Immortal. If you can stop it so easily, why are they still fooling around?" Wang Wu shook her head disapprovingly, "Even I can barely suppress this toxin in a corner of my body.

Just don’t think about it…”

Wang Lu laughed and scolded: "Damn, what's wrong with me? I also practiced Wuxiang Gong, and I finally achieved Nascent Soul. What qualifications does your golden elixir have to be so arrogant?"

"What's the use?" Wang Wu immediately smiled contemptuously, "What we practice has long been no longer the same version of Wuxiang Gong." After saying this, he said seriously, "Don't use me as a standard, my path is not the same.

Good to go."

Wang Lu nodded: "It can be seen that the innocent girl back then has fallen to this point today. If you say this road is easy, I don't believe it."

Wang Wu snorted: "Whose responsibility is this?"

"...My, isn't it my responsibility?" Wang Lu shook his head, and suddenly felt that he and the golden generation senior brother in his memory began to overlap more and more, but soon, he felt waves of dizziness and poison.

It has begun to spread uncontrollably.

At this time, even Wang Wu let go of the hand that was holding his wrist, remained silent for a moment, and 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 even when you're about to die..." Wang Wu cursed, and then said, "You're so stupid, ordinary methods probably won't work, why not...

"How about combining together?"

"...you know?"

Wang Lu smiled: "The trick of breaking the stars with one sword, which violates the inner demon's oath, may be explained by the fact that you have infinite cards, but what do you say about the three golden elixirs in your body? I am not blind."

After a pause, Wang Lu's face darkened: "Is Yuyou still there?"

Wang Wu was silent for a moment, and then spoke, but the voice did not belong to Wang Wu.

"Thank you for your concern. I'm still here, but this conversation may be the last time."

Wang Lu nodded, not surprised by this result. He didn't have a close relationship with the Song of Eternal Life. At this time, he couldn't even talk about being sentimental. The problem was... a certain person who had three golden elixirs in his body.

People, are there really no side effects at all? Moreover, Changzhi Song and she have been friends for many years, and they are harmonious with each other. It is not that easy to tolerate herself...

"There are no side effects, but they are better than watching you being poisoned to death, right?"

Wang Lu shook his head: "It may not necessarily kill me with poison, so don't underestimate me."

Wang Wu covered her mouth and chuckled: "Yes, yes, you are the most amazing, invulnerable to all poisons."

This perfunctory attitude was obviously very hurtful, but before Wang Lu could open his mouth to refute, a voice that was both unfamiliar and familiar suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Haha, by the Holy Light, this is not poison."

At the same time, in Qunxian City.

In the Immortal 1st District, the magic circle where the white jade coffin is placed is already operating at full capacity. From time to time there are crackling sounds in the air, and purple-green arcs of electricity are moving back and forth, making people afraid to approach.

The magic circle that was originally designed to accommodate twenty white jade coffins was piled up with exactly twice the number. The magic circle was still able to remain unbreakable, thanks to the profound skills of the Kunlun Fairy Mountain elders who set up the array. However, despite this, the magic circle could not be broken.

There are still dozens of white jade coffins with no place to store them outside the array. The monks carrying the coffins were livid, and their angry eyes kept scanning the array, wanting to throw out some of the white jade coffins and replace them with their own coffins.

The situation in Qunxian City deteriorated rapidly, even more serious than expected. The Four-phase True Monarch appeared and appeared, and dealt with dozens of True Monarchs such as Taoist Hetu with ease. Every time he struck, he could cause heavy casualties. What was even more terrifying was the toxin.

The spread is gradually out of control.

The most terrifying thing about the fallen immortal poison is its almost demonic contagiousness. If one person is poisoned, everyone around him is at risk of being infected. Fortunately, this is the Immortal City, and there are a large number of golden-armored warriors and forbidden magic in the city, who can

The situation was brought under control as soon as possible. But everyone knew that if it continued like this, it would collapse sooner or later.

"...Damn it, those old guys from Tongtian Temple usually have a higher level of vision than anyone else. When there is a benefit, they grab it faster than anyone else. Now it's time for them to take action, just like idiots..."

"Huh, before the Immortal Competition, they asked for resources and manpower from each family, sucking blood and people were complaining. Now the Immortal Competition is inexplicably silent, and there is no explanation. And it is clear that they provoked the fallen immortal, and the result

But we bear the losses, this Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance has deceived people too much."

"Yes, we used the resources provided by each family to set up a poison-sealing magic circle, but in the middle are people from several of their sects. Our people have to wait outside. Damn it, I have never seen their people bully others like this.

They are human beings, but our people are just rubbish?"

Outside the formation, noises and even insults could be heard endlessly. The irritability and anger of many monks seemed to be real, making everyone feel heavy in their hearts.

At this time, suddenly a light flashed around the formation, and a tall monk walked out of it, looking exhausted.

The monk was wearing an unusually wide robe, with a hood that completely covered his face, making him look a bit mysterious. However, there were many monks present, and some people still recognized him.

The elder of Tianjian Hall of the Spirit Sword Sect, Ao Guanhai, is the first person to use medicine in the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance. Nowadays, most of the hundreds of poisoned monks inside and outside the magic circle rely on his elixir to survive and at the same time isolate the spread of poison.

However, no matter how proficient Ao Guanhai is in medicine, a person's energy is limited. As more and more monks are poisoned, he gradually can no longer take care of them. Now he has just finished dealing with the forty people in the circle.

I feel that the Jade Palace is empty, and I am afraid that I will not be able to use medicine for people outside the magic circle.

He shrugged apologetically to the people outside, then swallowed a magic elixir, and was about to sit and meditate, squeezing the Nascent Soul to restore his true energy. But before he sat down, he heard someone not far away saying with a strange air: "

The Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals is full of talented people, but they want a Kunlun slave to mix things up here. If they are not from my race, their minds will be different. Who knows if there is any magic in the medicine he administered?"

These words were no longer heart-breaking, but a vicious attack. For a moment, everyone's faces changed color. Although the Spirit Sword Sect has a small number of people and is weak among the Five Arts, the Five Arts are still the Five Arts.

Being bullied...

However, Ao Guanhai himself didn't care at all and just sat cross-legged quietly. He had seen too many such racially charged remarks and was no longer surprised.

But Ao Guanhai doesn't mind, but that doesn't mean others don't mind either.

"Huh!" He snorted coldly, like a silver bottle being broken, and then everyone saw a brilliant rainbow sweeping across.

The next moment, a scream erupted from the crowd, and the monk who had just been in a strange mood was stabbed into the air by a sword. A hole was cut in his chest and abdomen, and blood spilled into the sky.

A monk who looked like a girl raised her right hand forward, with five colorful lines extending from the tips of her five fingers. She pinned the monk who said strange words in the air, letting the blood in the hollow of his chest and abdomen gush out like a waterfall. Then.

, she glanced down and said coldly: "At the critical juncture, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance should work together to help each other. At this time, those who attack our own people for inexplicable reasons are mostly the enemy's spies. If encountered, they will be killed without mercy."

After saying that, the girl landed gracefully, her figure like a colorful butterfly among the flowers, but combined with the corpse in the air, it made people feel indescribably terrifying.

"That person... who is that?" Someone asked in a low voice in private.

"Who else could it be? Of course it's a member of the Spirit Sword Sect...it's said to be the youngest Ninth Elder of the Tianjian Hall. His name seems to be Hua Yun."

"Wait a minute, isn't there always ten people in Tianjian Hall? Why is Lao Jiu the youngest?"

"...Who knows what's going on with the people of the Spirit Sword Sect? They always do things inexplicably. Tsk, tsk, in public, they kill people on the spur of the moment. They are so domineering and majestic."

Several people whispered for a few words, but no one dared to say too much for fear of provoking the beautiful but ruthless God of Death again.

Of course, it is not because of Hua Yun's beauty or ruthlessness that she can shut up a group of people who are full of complaints.

It's because the person she nailed to death in mid-air just now was an evil cultivator with the cultivation level of transforming into gods. Nowadays, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance is becoming very powerful in the Jiuzhou Continent, and it's not easy for evil cultivators to survive. Most of those who can cultivate to the realm of transforming into gods have difficulties.

He had some unique skills to save his life, and his combat power was often slightly stronger than that of the righteous monks of the same level. As a result... he was nailed to death with a single sword strike. Although he was only a low-grade god-transformer, he was still a god-transformer after all.

The people of the Spirit Sword Sect are good at leapfrogging challenges, and it is indeed true. Not to mention the perverted No. 1 golden elixir in Kyushu, even this little elder with a poor reputation treats gods as if they are nothing. Realizing this, he is full of complaints.

People can only keep their complaints in their stomachs forever.

If they really put their hands into it, one Hua Yun would be enough to give a group of people who were only at the middle level of Transformation God a headache, not to mention that Hua Yun had Ao Guanhai beside her who was obviously stronger than her?

"Humph, a bunch of bitches." Hua Yun, who received a lot of attention, glanced around with disdain, and then sat next to Ao Guanhai. A smile soon appeared on the girl's face, and she patted him very familiarly.

shoulders.

"Hey, big guy, what are you doing?"

Ao Guanhai said helplessly: "Junior sister, you were too ruthless just now, weren't you?"

Hua Yun immediately pouted: "Tsk, those bitches, how can they have a memory if they don't act more ruthlessly? And the person who died was an evil cultivator. I recognize him. He liked to make evil treasures such as mother-in-law flags and so on.

It’s time to die.”

"Sigh... Junior sister, you are not such a cruel person. There is no need to force yourself for me."

"Big guy, you are so long-winded. I don't appreciate the help you have. No wonder you are so stupid and bullied by Fifth Senior Sister every day."

"Fifth Senior Sister, I am..."

"I'm tired of hearing about your savior," Hua Yun interrupted with dissatisfaction, "How are Yao'er and the others doing?"

"...It's not very good." Ao Guanhai shook his head, "I have tried my best, but this kind of poison is very weird. Awu is right. It doesn't look like a real poison. But in detail

The ingredients still need to be analyzed in detail. Speaking of which, Yin Xuan made his own decision and used himself as a test subject, which actually helped me a lot."

"Yin Xuan..." Hua Yun frowned, "What on earth is that kid thinking about?"

"Dead face, what are you thinking about?"
Chapter completed!