Accompanied by a burst of intense pain, the black color spread rapidly around the wound, and in the blink of an eye, the entire palm turned completely black and purple and swollen.
Moreover, the dark poison is still spreading upwards along the arm.
Although the shape of the little white snake has changed, the essence of the voodoo remains, and toxins are still the sharpest means of attack.
"Ah...you beast..."
The heart-piercing pain caused Venerable Night Wolf to open his mouth and let out a shrill scream!
The key is that his other hand was cut off, and he couldn't deal with the bite of the little white snake at all. He could only swing his arm desperately.
But no matter how he swung, he could not get rid of the little white snake. Instead, the poison spread faster and faster.
At the end, the swing of his arms became smaller and smaller, and gradually drooped, making it difficult to move anymore.
"You...you...if I die, even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go!"
With both arms useless and unable to escape, Lord Yelang was angry and anxious, and his heart was filled with despair.
Unexpectedly, after hunting geese all his life, he was pecked in the eye by a wild goose.
"Don't you think you brought it all on yourself?"
Chen Feng held a blue short gun and walked forward with a cold chill in the corner of his mouth.
"You are the most obvious example of the saying that if you don't do something, you won't die!"
While he was speaking, he had already walked up to the old guy, raised his short spear in his hand, and was about to chop off the other man's head.
"Wait a minute, little benefactor, please show mercy!"
At this moment, old monk Long Qi, who had not made any move, suddenly stepped forward and raised his voice to stop him.
"What? You want to join in the fun too?" Chen Feng frowned unconsciously.
"No, no, no, don't get me wrong, little benefactor, I just want to make a deal with you!" The old monk waved his hands repeatedly.
"trade?"
Chen Feng's arms, which were originally raised high, subconsciously retracted them.
Although this old monk seems to be very scheming, his performance is acceptable. When it comes to trading at this moment, it must not be an ordinary thing.
"Donor Huang and Donor Wolf are both friends of the old monk. One of them is seriously injured and the other has his hand cut off. They have paid the price for their actions. Now the old monk is bold and wants to ask the little benefactor to spare their lives! Of course, the old monk
I am willing to provide an ancient Buddha relic enshrined in the temple in exchange!"
Old Monk Long Qi glanced at Venerable Yelang and Ancestor Huangxian in the distance, and sighed slightly.
"Ancient Buddha relics? Monks don't lie. Are you serious about what you say?"
When he heard the name of the Ancient Buddha Relic, Chen Feng's expression changed, and a bright light suddenly appeared in his eyes.
It is said that the ancient Buddha relics were formed by the sitting incarnation of an eminent monk. They not only contain the power accumulated by the eminent monk during his lifetime of practice, but also become the most precious healing medicine in the world due to the compassion of Buddhism.
It seems that when he was serving the country, he once received a secret mission, which was to find ancient Buddha relics to treat the injuries of a certain senior executive.
Because the relics are entrusted with the power of the thoughts of eminent monks, they can also have a transcendental effect in treating stubborn mental and soul diseases.
If the ancient Buddha relics can really be obtained, sister Xiaoyu's illness and residual poison can definitely be easily solved.