Xu Hong glanced at it and had a very deep memory of this mysterious man in black robes. Although this person was not strong, his ability to use poison was very powerful. He used poison attacks all the time, including the moon dazzling mirror and the two magic magic swords.
All the imprints of my own thoughts have been erased.
What's even more terrifying is that when his natal poison source is deployed, it can even melt the void. If it hadn't been absorbed by the Desolate God Spear, Xu Hongdang would have been in big trouble in that battle.
Xu Hong glanced at the man in black robe and wanted to kill him directly, but he felt that the breath of the man in black robe was a bit familiar. Involuntarily, a stream of spiritual energy shot out and cut open the man in black robe.
The robes and cloaks on the person's body reveal the figure underneath.
"This...how could it be you!" After seeing the appearance of the person inside clearly, Xu Hong couldn't help being shocked, with a horrified expression on his face.
The man in black robe seemed to have begun to lose consciousness. Hearing Xu Hong's words, his lips opened and closed slightly, but he could not make any sound.
Without thinking, Xu Hong extracted a life source from the Devouring Divine Cauldron, poured it into the black-robed man, and began to repair his injuries.
"Young Master, do you know this person?" Mr. Yan was standing next to him and couldn't help but ask.
"An old friend was kind to me. But the person I knew before was not like this." Xu Hong said with a gloomy expression.
The man in black robe received the infusion of the source of life, and his physical condition gradually improved. He opened his eyes, but his eyes were a little dull.
"King Huo Yao, what happened to you? How did you come to the Blood Demon Realm with Ye Liangxing, and why did all the spiritual energy on your body change and turn into poisonous spiritual energy?" Xu Hong said to the black robe.
The person asked with concern.
It turns out that this man in black robe is the Medicine King Huo Zhengxu whom he met in Seven Star City. The last time Xu Hong was able to pass safely in the Seven Stars Palace was all because of the Seven Star Fragmentary Order presented by Huo Medicine King.
When King Huo Yao heard Xu Hong's words, his eyes were still dull.
"Young Master, something is wrong with this man. He seems to have been made into a puppet, but it doesn't seem like..." Mr. Yan looked at King Huo Yao and said.
"Puppet?" Xu Hong's pupils shrank slightly. Looking at Huo Yaowang's expression and reaction, he did look a bit similar. However, when the aura detected him, he had a normal human body and did not look like a puppet.
Xu Hong pondered for a moment and suddenly said: "King Huo Yao, I wonder where Brother Tianhua and Miss Liu Fang are now?"
When he spoke this time, Xu Hong mixed his own thoughts into it and directly transmitted them into the depths of Huo Yaowang's consciousness.
Sure enough, when he heard the names "Brother Tianhua" and "Miss Liu Fang", Huo Yaowang finally reacted, a look of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and finally he said "Wow", and a mouthful of black blood appeared in his eyes.
With Qingming.
"Xu Hong, it's you." After Huo Yaowang woke up, he first exclaimed, and then seemed to recall the previous memory, a painful expression flashed on his face: "Dead, dead, Tianhua and Fang'er are both dead
Already..."
"King Huo Yao, what happened?" Xu Hong asked.
"Pfft..." Huo Yaowang took another mouthful of black blood, his aura suddenly weakened again, and his entire face suddenly turned black.
"King Huo Yao, what are you..." Xu Hong was shocked and immediately prepared to activate the source of life and continue to pay attention to King Huo Yao.
"Young Master, you must not..."
"Xu Hong, don't worry..."
The voices of Mr. Yan and King Huo Yao sounded at the same time.
"Xu Hong, do you know where the Seven Star Order I gave you came from?" King Huo Yao waved his hand at Xu Hong and suddenly asked an unrelated question.
Xu Hong shook his head and said nothing.
"Actually, our Huo family was a slave clan of the Seven Stars lineage a long time ago. Our ancestors of the Huo family were poison masters around the Seven Stars Venerable. After the Seven Stars Venerable's fall, our lineage has been living in seclusion.
Seven Stars City is waiting for the descendant of the Seven Stars Venerable to appear. However, after waiting for four hundred years, our Huo family has waited for several generations, and we no longer want to wait, let alone become a poison master of the Seven Stars lineage."
As Huo Yaowang spoke, his face became even more gloomy, as if he had been poisoned. Any spiritual energy or elixir poured into him would be assimilated by the poison.
He continued: "But God does not follow man's wishes. Among the descendants of the Seven-Star Venerable, someone who can inherit his legacy finally appears. We, the Huo family, must also follow the trajectory of destiny and embark on the designated path.
.I originally wanted Tianhua and Fang'er to leave this turmoil, but they still couldn't escape after all... After they died, I was forced to swallow the inherited poison seed and practice the Sky Poison Sutra."
"Originally, my original source of life was lost, and I was doomed by the poisonous seed's backlash. But Xu Hong, I'm very grateful to you for using your mind to break my slave mark and restore me to a moment of clarity. Even though you did this
I will die, but I am very happy that I am finally alive and can go see Tianhua and Fang'er..."
Huo Yaowang's tone of voice became weaker and weaker, and finally he lost his voice, and the color of his body also changed to a deep black, and then the skin ulcerated and began to melt.
In just a few breaths, King Huo Yao melted into a pool of blood. Even the black robe on his body was corroded and melted by the poisonous blood, leaving only a pool of black poisonous blood in place.
"King Huo Yao..." Xu Hong clenched his fists and felt a kind of sadness in King Huo Yao.
This is a kind of helplessness that cannot escape one's own destiny.
In this world, without strength, there is no way to control one's own destiny.
"Eh!" Suddenly, Mr. Yan let out a burst of surprise, shot out a burst of spiritual energy, and ingested a black seed from the pool of poisonous blood.
However, this seed seems to be dead and without any vitality, but it contains an infinite and violent toxin.
This poison is huddled in the depths of the seed, not leaking out at all. Even ordinary spiritual beings cannot force out a trace of it with spiritual energy. I am afraid that only masters who practice poison attacks can absorb the poison inside with special methods.
toxin.
"Mr. Yan, what is this?" Xu Hong asked.
"This should be a kind of strangely poisonous seed. However, it is really rare for a seed to retain such a powerful poison after death. For some masters who practice poison attacks, it may be of extraordinary value." Mr. Yan looked at them.
Even though he couldn't recognize the exact origin, he gave it to Xu Hong.
Xu Hong had no interest in this kind of poisonous species, and it was a dead poisonous species at all, so he casually put it into the white jade ring.
Then he turned to Mr. Yan and said: "I'm afraid he won't be able to become a noble after escaping at night this time. When the time comes, he will come to the door with the curse map. There will be another big battle, and there are two demon kings who are also a disaster.
Sooner or later, they will find me. Mr. Yan, just hide your body for the time being. They will definitely not expect you to recover so quickly, and you will give them a killing blow when the time comes."
"That's good, the old slave has not fully recovered from his injuries. In a head-on fight, he can only have the combat power of an ordinary junior venerable. If he hides his body and attacks by surprise, that's another matter." A sly smile appeared on Mr. Yan's face,
Then he said to Wu Yan and the Gold-Swallowing Beast: "You two, stop staying outside and come to my space."
As soon as the words fell, a force of space surged out, sucking Wu Yan and the gold-swallowing beast into Mr. Yan.
And Mr. Yan himself, in a flash, disappeared into the void, apparently hiding.
"Young Master, the restrictive pressure on this mountain has disappeared. There are extraordinary fluctuations on it. You can go up and have a look." A slight voice sounded in Xu Hong's ear.
Xu Hong looked around, but did not find where Mr. Yan was hiding. Mr. Yan's method of controlling the power of space was really exquisite.
"Okay, I'm just about to go up and see what's on top of this mountain." After Xu Hong sent out a thought, he walked towards the Yellowstone Mountain.
This time, he did not climb up step by step, but directly chose to fly up. However, just when he was approaching the top of the mountain, something unexpected happened.
From the top of the mountain, a huge pressure came out, preventing Xu Hong from approaching.
This kind of pressure is different from the previous terrifying pressure that oppressed Xu Hong's body. This kind of pressure is invisible and has no quality. It does not affect the body of the spirit. It seems to be able to directly oppress the soul of the spirit. The spirit
idea.
"Such a powerful pressure! How is this possible!" Xu Hong was blocked by this pressure and did not dare to fly upwards.
Because if he flies further up, his physical body will not be a problem, but his mind may collapse under this pressure.
Xu Hong feels this kind of pressure now, just like he felt the pressure of the Venerable level when he was cultivating in the Spirit Disciple realm. Just that aura makes him suffocate.
"This... this is holy power! It's unmistakable. When the master became a saint, he had this kind of power. However, this holy power contains the aura of death and silence. Could it be... Could it be that there is a body on the top of the mountain?
The body of the saint." Mr. Yan's voice sounded in Xu Hong's ears, and there was obvious excitement in his tone.
Suddenly, Xu Hong seemed to sense something and noticed that not far behind him, there was a slight disturbance in the aura of the void. It was due to Mr. Yan's excitement that he leaked a trace of energy.
However, this thread of Qi quickly disappeared again.
"The body of a saint? Is there a saint sitting here?" A gleam of light flashed in Xu Hong's eyes, landing on the steps of the Yellowstone Mountain. He walked up step by step against the terrifying pressure.
Whenever a master dies, he will inevitably leave behind some treasures from the past. Even if a master dies, he should have a lot of wealth, let alone a saint.
Xu Hong was secretly happy and used all his strength to resist the pressure and walked towards the top of the mountain.
However, just as he was approaching the top of the mountain, still dozens of steps away, the pressure was so great that Xu Hong felt as if his soul had collapsed and his whole body had collapsed.
It is difficult for ordinary venerables to step on it under this pressure.