Seeing the red rain falling in the sky, the three followers outside the magic circle were a little unable to recover.
"Master, he... was defeated?" A follower murmured to himself, raised his hand and slapped himself hard.
Pain came, and his dull eyes gradually regained consciousness.
"It's not a dream, Master, he really lost! He was pierced through the air sea by that person!" He screamed, his eyes filled with great fear and uneasiness.
"What should we do? Do we want to go in and save the master?" Another person asked in confusion.
"Now it's not a question of whether to save or not, but that we can't get in at all!" the third follower said through gritted teeth.
It was not only them who were panicking, but also the people in the General's Mansion.
No one could have expected that Zong Zhengyun would lose, and lose so completely!
He is a second-grade alchemist from the Alchemy Master Alliance, a being sought after by countless forces and sought after by countless forces. But now, he fell to the ground covered in blood.
The robe that symbolized the alchemist was in tatters, and even the alchemist's spiritual slip around his waist fell into the pit, along with a pile of rubble.
Such a scene broke everyone's cognition, and for a moment, there was a strange panic outside the magic circle.
Chu Ran didn't care about anything outside.
She slowly fell from the sky, and the splashing blood dropped on her ivory white gown, blooming into delicate blood flowers.
She held a soft sword and walked step by step towards the bloody man on the ground.
The long sword glowed with a cold light in the moonlight.
"clatter"
"clatter"
After stepping on the gravel, he stopped next to Zong Zhengyun and lowered his head to look at him.
That look was like looking at a dead person, cold and heartless.
Zong Zhengyun felt cold all over as she stared at him, and a flash of fear flashed in his eyes.
He endured the pain in his abdomen and spoke with difficulty: "I... ahem... I am a second-grade alchemist from the Alchemy Alliance... If you dare to hurt me, the Alchemy Alliance will never let you go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a black boot stepped on his chest.
With a slight exertion on his feet, Zong Zhengyun felt like Mount Tai pressed down on top, and blood suddenly spurted out.
"Who did you just say you wouldn't let go?" Chu Ran asked softly, the bloody sword tip pressed against his throat, the corner of his mouth curled up, "Say it."
The cold touch from his throat made all the hairs on Zong Zhengyun's body stand up.
This was the first time in his decades of life that he felt so clearly that death was so close to him!
Panic arises spontaneously.
"Don't kill me..."
His ugly face covered with blood was now full of fear and prayer.
Chu Ran smiled coldly, "Those medicine people must have begged you like this before, but have you let them go?"
"They are all voluntary..."
The sword blade in Chu Ran's hand suddenly thrust forward, cutting the skin on his neck.
"Voluntary? Now you still dare to lie?"
Zong Zhengyun was so frightened that he trembled all over, and did not dare to play any tricks anymore, "Yes... I am sorry for them! They were all captured by me! I... I am willing to give you the remaining medicine men, as long as
Are you willing to let me go!"
Chu Ran looked at him without saying a word.
Seeing this, Zong Zhengyun became more and more panicked, fearing that he would explode in the next second and cut his own throat with a sword. He immediately said: "I still have a lot of elixirs! There are also elixirs! Yes, yes, you don't want it."
Is it the spiritual fire of heaven and earth? I can tell you where it is!"
After hearing the last sentence, Chu Ran's expression finally changed.
"Where?"
"You let me go first..."
The strength in the chest increased again.
"Kacha!" His ribs were broken, and the severe pain made him scream miserably.
"You are not qualified to negotiate with me. Tell me, where is the spiritual fire of heaven and earth?"
Blood kept pouring out of Zong Zhengyun's mouth, and he spat out a sentence with great difficulty: "In... in the Jiuyou Mountains... I found it there... Later, I failed to refine it, and the spiritual fire had spirit, so I took the opportunity to escape.
...That's where it grew...it will definitely go back..."
Chu Ran memorized the location of Jiuyou Mountains and relaxed his feet.
"What about the other stuff?"
Zong Zhengyun coughed violently for a long time before he managed to calm down.
With full reluctance, he handed her the storage bag on his body.
Chu Ran scanned it with his spiritual sense and found that there were many spiritual herbs, spiritual pills, spiritual stones, and the same spiritual slips used in the summoning technique just now.
Seeing him taking his things as his own, a sinister dark light flashed across Zong Zhengyun's eyes.
This time he was careless and underestimated this person.
When he escapes to recover from his injuries, he will definitely get it back tenfold!
Everything inside the magic circle is seen by people outside.
"Master gave him the storage bag. Now he won't hurt the master anymore, right?" The follower who had been worried finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He glanced vaguely at the people in the general's palace around him, and sent a message to his companions: "In a moment, the magic circle will be untied. We will rush in immediately and take the master away. Don't get entangled with these people."
"I understand, the most important thing now is to find a place to heal the master, wait! Look! What that man is doing!" The face of the follower who answered suddenly changed.
In the magic circle, a man in white took out a medicine bottle from his storage bag, then bent down and grabbed Zong Zhengyun's chin, pouring all the medicine in the bottle into his mouth.
He whispered: "You like Yao Ren so much, I will help you today."
"No!" Zong Zhengyun's eyes widened and he resisted desperately.
But his Qi sea was broken, and all his spiritual energy was drained long ago. Now he is just an ordinary old man without spiritual power. Who is Chu Ran's opponent?
She hit his Tiantu point with a burst of spiritual power and forced him to swallow more than ten poison pills.
The elixir melted away instantly, and the highly toxic spiritual energy rushed into his eight meridians and quickly invaded his five internal organs.
Soon, his belly began to bulge, and the blood vessels under his skin burst out, as if something was swimming in it.
The extreme pain made him scream.
Chu Ran rubbed his ears and touched his dumb point: "It's too noisy."
Zong Zhengyun's mouth was extremely enlarged, and his twisted face was full of pain, but he couldn't make any sound.
His body kept rolling on the ground, and the blood in his abdomen was bleeding all over the floor, but he didn't care at all.
He couldn't feel anything else except pain!
Soon, the poison penetrated into the sea of consciousness, and the whole head seemed to explode, and the sanity was eaten away by the poison.
Gradually, the eyes began to become blurred and confused.
Chu Ran smiled coldly, dispersed the magic circle, and the exposed aura was instantly taken back by her.
"Master!" The three followers rushed over immediately, hurriedly took out the repair pills, breathed a sigh of relief for him, and then looked at Chu Ran fearfully.
"You can take him away if you want to take him away." She said calmly.
There was more than one kind of poisonous elixir, and with his cultivation weakened and infected with so many kinds of elixirs, he had no choice but to die.
Using repair pills to catch his breath will only prolong his pain.