"As soon as the imperial poison is dispersed, you will definitely die. On the ninth floor of the underground world of the lost space, not a single blade of grass will grow!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said calmly.
"Haha, little friend, you have underestimated the power of this Emperor's Poison. If the Emperor's Poison is dispersed, not only will the ninth layer of the underground world in the Lost Space be dead, but even the ground above the ground will be wiped out in a radius of 100,000 miles! Little friend
, I won't talk nonsense with you, but you have some sense to save her!" Meng Wuchen said anxiously.
"Yes, 30% sure!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
"Thirty percent!" Meng Wuchen murmured.
Yuwen Zhouyuan closed his eyes slightly.
Life or death is a matter of fate, and he is only 30% sure of rescuing the girl. The girl's physique is too strange, and the level of the imperial poison is unknown. There are too many uncertainties. It is rare to be 30% sure.
"Really, 30%, I'm not even sure of 10%. If you are willing to save Linglong, you can ask for any conditions!" The old man's eyes flashed and he said solemnly!
"I have three conditions. The first condition is that you have to hand over a trace of your true soul to me. If you are unfavorable to me, I can seriously injure you at any time!" Yuwen Zhouyuan opened his mouth.
"I can agree to this!" The old man hesitated slightly. The reason for hesitation was not to hand over his true soul, but because Yuwen Zhouyuan's first condition was not to ask for benefits, but to protect himself.
"The second condition is that I want to use your 50,000-year-old elixir. With this elixir, I can successfully save people, which can be increased to 70%!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
"Seventy percent! Of course this is possible!" At first, the old man was disdainful when he heard that Yuwen Zhouyuan asked for the ten thousand-year elixir, but he listened to these elixirs in order to increase the success rate of saving people and give him a 70% chance of rescuing Linglong.
The old man immediately agreed and was overjoyed.
Yuwen Zhouyuan continued: "I haven't thought about the third condition yet. If I save this little girl, I will ask for reward on this condition. If the treatment fails, the imperial poison will be dissipated. I don't think this imperial poison,
It can affect countries hundreds of thousands of feet above the ground, but I believe that in the underground world of Lost Space, I will die..."
Yuwen Zhouyuan gave Meng Wuchen a thoughtful look. Meng Wuchen said before that the spread of the emperor's poison would destroy a country hundreds of thousands of miles above the ground. This was definitely a lie, just to make Yuwen Zhouyuan feel hopeless.
The idea of escape and taking risks to detoxify Linglong.
Without this threat, Meng Wuchen could not guarantee whether Yuwen Zhouyuan would leave the lost space. However, he did not know that Yuwen Zhouyuan had many shortcomings as a human being, but he always repaid his kindness.
The girl's kindness to Yu Wen Zhouyuan was insignificant, but if it were not to help Yu Wen Zhouyuan get out of the siege, she would not have used the soul power of the spirit stone, nor would she have touched the emperor's poison and fallen into danger.
But this may also be a chance for her. If this had not happened, Yuwen Zhouyuan might have just left, and she would not have known that the Queen's poison was delayed, and one day, this girl would explode and die from the Emperor's poison.
There is a 70% chance of saving Linglong. If he succeeds, Yuwen Zhouyuan will be safe. If he fails, the emperor's poison will explode, the underground world of Lost Space will not exist, and he will die in Lost Space.
The 30% chance of death is enough to scare ordinary monks, but for Yuwen Zhouyuan, the 70% chance is enough for him to take a risk.
If he doesn't save Linglong, then Yuwen Zhouyuan will ask himself what kind of cultivation he has achieved! If he doesn't save Linglong, his last bit of persistence in en will become ridiculous!
Yuwen Zhouyuan will save Linglong, but not because of Meng Wuchen's threat, let alone to ask for rewards, just because of Dao Xin's persistence!
Yuwen Zhouyuan slowly escaped from a sound transmission stone, pointed out a magic formula, and transmitted the sound to Wulanqi.
"Wulanqi, take your wife and leave the underground world of Lost Space quickly!" He decided to take this risk on his own, but he never wanted to implicate his woman! He did not give any explanation to Wulanqi and others.
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In Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes, a trace of Taoist transformation is proceeding slowly but shockingly! The artistic conception of snow is also slowly transforming under the transformation of Taoist heart!
The old man Meng Wuchen separated a trace of his true soul and gave it to Yuwen Zhouyuan, and Yuwen Zhouyuan followed the old man Meng Wuchen and entered the sixth level.
They restrain each other. If Meng Wuchen makes a small move, Yuwen Zhouyuan will crush his true soul and Meng Wuchen will be seriously injured.
If Yuwen Zhouyuan repented, Meng Wuchen, who had restored the cultivation level of the true king's peak clone, could easily kill Yuwen Zhouyuan, even though Yuwen Zhouyuan had Yin Yang Dan Fire!
Yuwen Zhouyuan decided to detoxify the little girl Linglong just for the sake of persistence.
But after entering the sixth floor, Yuwen Zhouyuan immediately looked strange, because old man Meng Wuchen stuffed the unconscious Xiao Linglong into Yuwen Zhouyuan's arms.
"You hold her, and I'll deal with those little things with no eyes. But watch your hands. If you dare to touch her, I will kill you!" Meng Wuchen said.
After the old man Meng Wuchen threatened, he ignored Yuwen Zhouyuan and unleashed his full momentum, sweeping across all directions.
One by one, the demonic beasts at the peak of the True Lord could only see their auras attacking fiercely, but they could not see their whereabouts at all. The escape speed of the monsters at the peak of the True Lord was so fast that they were approaching the Yuwen Universe and could not be identified at all!
The monsters here are at the peak of their cultivation as the True Lord. All of them are already dissatisfied with Meng Wuchen. If Linglong wakes up, it will be easier. A flash of black light in her big eyes will make all the monsters obey immediately. However, Meng Wuchen's deterrence is not enough for these monsters.
As far as the peak monsters of the True Lord are concerned, they are obviously not as good as Linglong.
Fortunately, the old man Meng Wuchen is the true king and the old monster. Naturally, the monsters at the peak of the True King cannot compete with him. After several attacks, these monsters saw that they could not easily eat Yuwen Zhouyuan, and they all left in anger.
All the scenes fell into Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes and turned into a trace of thought.
Yuwen Zhouyuan hugged his exquisite and petite body. The reason why he let Yuwen Zhouyuan hug him was naturally because Meng Wuchen wanted to be free to deal with the enemy.
To treat Linglong's poison, a safe environment is required, as well as a large amount of ten thousand-year-old elixir. There are not enough elixirs in the kit.
Therefore, Yuwen Zhouyuan still had to lose the ninth level of space at once. Before that, Yuwen Zhouyuan had to use the Tianyue Pharmacopoeia and his profound medical skills to temporarily seal the Linglong Emperor Poison and rush to the ninth level.
Holding the girl in his arms, Yu Wen Zhouyuan did not have a single fond thought in his heart. The old man Meng Wuchen was overly worried. His thoughts about the human race were too ugly.
The battle between Meng Wuchen and the monster at the peak of Zhenjun was silent and disappeared without a trace, but the surrounding woods were burned and frozen for hundreds of miles, mountains and rivers collapsed, and the wasteland was cracked for hundreds of miles...
The sound is endless!
Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't pay attention to such a level of fighting. His mind was completely immersed in the rain of the sixth layer of lost space.
The sixth layer of snowflakes is not cold, but extremely sharp, like the light of a sword. Each snowflake seems to be transformed by sword energy. This method is not just about turning swords into snow. The secret lies in the snow.
In the artistic conception!
Yuwen Zhouyuan listened to the words of the great power who left the lost space and realized that the great power who left the lost space was on the sixth floor. He did not know why he had murderous intent, so the snow on this layer was infected by his murderous intent, leaving behind the lost space.
The artistic conception of snow perceived by the Space Power also began to merge with its murderous aura.
"Kill with heartbeat, turn sword into sword with sword, turn snow into snow with snow, kill people with snow, this is the understanding of the power of lost space left in the sixth layer of the underground world of lost space." Yuwen Zhouyuan spoke lightly, but did not follow the instructions left.
Understand the power of the lost space and integrate the artistic conception of snow.
Yuwen Zhouyuan understood a hint of the artistic conception of snow, but if he wants to truly master the magical power of the artistic conception, he needs to organically integrate the artistic conception with his own Tao!
This rain of murderous intent is the way of leaving behind the lost space, but it is not the way of Yuwen Zhouyuan!
But if you just watch it, you can learn from it...
The sixth layer of the underground world of the lost space was extremely vast at first. Meng Wuchen flew at least tens of thousands of miles on Lingyun. At this point, a huge pit appeared, and Meng Wuchen finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As soon as Meng Wuchen's spiritual cloud descended, it rushed straight to the seventh level of the lost space. As soon as Fang Yi escaped into the huge pit, an old man exactly like Meng Wuchen came out of the sky and disappeared into his body.
Two in one!
In an instant, Meng Wuchen's momentum suddenly increased!
The middle stage, late stage, peak stage of True Self, the first level, second level, third level of True King, has been climbing to the fourth level, and then stopped!
At this point, Meng Wuchen breathed a sigh of relief and said coldly: "Okay, on the seventh floor, I and I have become one and have restored the strength of the fourth level of True King. In the seventh level of the lost space, those True King level
Monsters of the first and second levels are no threat to me. As long as we safely pass the eighth level of the lost space and enter the ninth level, I will rule the world!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan was still holding Linglong's body. Meng Wuchen was already convinced at this moment that Yuwen Zhouyuan would not have any wrong thoughts about Linglong. His heart relaxed and he began to concentrate on it, running his magic power, condensing his palms and seeming to be brewing a spell.
Meng Wuchen did not explain too much, but Yuwen Zhouyuan could guess that the purpose of Meng Wuchen's concentration of spells so seriously must be to launch a killing blow against some old monsters on the eighth floor of the lost space.
In order to save Linglong, this old man worked very hard, no! It should be said that he was very desperate.
Under this situation, even if Yuwen Zhouyuan wanted to help Meng Wuchen and fight the enemy together, he could not help the old man one point. In the battle of the True King, Yuwen Zhouyuan and the True Master cultivator could not intervene at all.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's mission is only to enter the ninth layer of the underground world of the lost space and use all his strength to save Linglong.
Before that, Yuwen Zhouyuan had enough time to understand the artistic conception of snow on the seventh level of the lost space.
The fifth layer of the lost space underground world is ice and snow. The sixth layer is sword snow. But the seventh layer is thunder snow!
Yes, it is thundering and snowing. Everyone knows that thunder only accompanies rain, but here it is thundering and snowing, which is extremely unnatural!
Roaring thunder blasted in the ears, and in the strong wind, blizzards were like goose feathers, pouring down from the sky to the ground.
Such a violent momentum stirred Yuwen Zhouyuan's mind. The sound of flying snow falling to the ground and the roar of thunder aroused his passionate and unyielding fighting spirit!
The great power of the lost space left behind must be here, and the artistic conception will be greatly improved. Through this, the cultivation will be greatly improved, and the fighting spirit will be stirred up!
Its surging fighting spirit melts into the artistic conception of snow, making the snow here defy the sky and accompany it with thunder!
"Thunder comes from the plains, thunder accompanies the blizzard, I want to kill people!" What echoes in the ears is just a declaration of fighting intention left behind in the artistic conception of snow when the great power of space was lost!
Yuwen Zhouyuan opened his eyes, thoughtfully.
Leaving the lost space, the great power loses space on the fifth level and fully understands the artistic conception of snow. On the sixth level, the murderous intention is melted into the snow. On the seventh level, the fighting intention is melted into the snow. On the eighth level, it will be integrated again.