Chapter 988: Using the Snowwing Princess to detoxify
The sky was filled with stars.
Outside the small formation, it was filled with the stench of decay and the smell of blood. The Wushu Qi and holy patterns that had not completely dissipated after the death of the nine saints were like a veil, covering hundreds of miles of corpses. Flying through the pile.
"Quack..."
A few spiritual vultures flew down and greedily ate the meat of the aliens, but they carefully avoided the five degenerates of heaven, quasi-sages and saints. Corpses are terrible things that they dare not touch.
In the small array, the fragrance of flowers filled the air, and among the large abandoned sheds, a wisp of smoke was lit, spiraling into the sky.
Goudan’s small body, hunched over, was cooking porridge again, looking back from time to time to look at the formation platform not far away.
"What is the antidote?"
Xin Zhuo and Linglong sat together, their faces sometimes pale and sometimes rosy, their brows full of struggle and pain.
The "Supreme Bone" detoxified the nine levels of Immortal Gu's poison, and there was another level that could actually make him eat his heart like thousands of ants, causing extreme pain and itching, making him uneasy.
Having killed so many foreign masters today, I am afraid that the sacrificial spirits will be very majestic, but they dare not absorb even one point.
Linglong was currently arranging her white Linghua plain clothes and feathers. The robe was easy to organize, but the feathers were stained with blood and she was still a little bald. When she heard this, she said coldly: "I don't know!"
< br>Xin Zhuo moved like lightning and grabbed her white chin: "You know, it's easy for me to kill you."
Linglong let him hold her, with a trace of ridicule in her beautiful eyes. He satirized, lightly opened his red lips, and revealed a mouth of teeth as white as white jade: "Kill me, and you will die as well."
It will be very interesting to pluck out the hairs one by one, burn your wings, then sprinkle salt on your wounds, and torture you until you die. Of course, you will not be able to see me die before that."
Linglong was not afraid at all and said: "You and I are both in the otherworldly holy realm, why should we threaten the torture of the ordinary people? This princess is determined to die. No matter how she dies, she will die, so please do it!"
" "Yes!"
Xin Zhuo let go of her and tried for the seventh time to use a combination of Qi and medical skills to force out the poison.
Useless!
This kind of thing is stubborn to a certain extreme, does not fit into the Five Elements, and does not accept any means.
On the contrary, Linglong looked at him carefully, with wandering eyes, and suddenly asked: "This princess has lived for hundreds of years, and it's not that she has never been in contact with the human race's holy realm. During the last time when martial arts was flourishing, she fought with the human race's holy realm, and died there. in my hand There are three human saints, and no fewer than ten have been defeated by me. The human saints are really weak.
This is also the beginning of the great catastrophe for all races, and this princess, Lin Xiutian, and Suxing never appeared. The reason was that I thought I would stay It’s enough for those people to break through the Hundred Clan Abyss. Who would have thought that there would be someone like you?
So, which holy land of Dongtian do you belong to in the human race? Or which family on the Sandao Mountain in this great domain are you?”< br>
Xin Zhuo looked at her and said casually: "I am a casual cultivator. I have been hunted down. My master has been arrested. In a holy realm like mine, the human race is a mess."
" You..."
Linglong was stunned, and then she showed a trace of anger: "You and I are both going to die, why don't you speak more frankly and quickly, you are the Hunyuan Saint. If the Hunyuan Saint of the human race ruins the streets, and the evildoer with the five sacred marks also ruins the streets, all races will be willing to bow down. Become a minister and be a slave forever!"
Xin Zhuo told the truth: "I am indeed a rogue cultivator. I have been hunted down by others, and I am still being dug up. As for whether I will die on the street, I am a master of the Holy Realm anyway. I haven't seen many of them!"
"I don't believe it!" Linglong retorted categorically, "Do you know nothing about your own strength? I never believed that anyone in the same realm could be so strong. ! You monster, no matter where you go, you will be taken seriously. Anyone who doesn’t treat you like a treasure must be a fool!"
"There are many idiots in the world, and they always have their own very reasonable reasons! Moreover, I never think of myself as a monster. I think the word 'monster' is a bit of a curse. I am at best...a genius!"
Xin Zhuo looked into the distance and lay down. , hands pillow.
Linglong pursed her lips and smiled softly, as if she felt it was inappropriate, she kept a straight face, thought for a while and then asked: "Okay, I believe you are a casual cultivator, not a casual cultivator, and the big shots of the human race will never let you die here. But...how did you practice, and why did you become a Hunyuan Saint and develop the five sacred patterns?"
Xin Zhuo asked: "The antidote?"
"I don't know!"
The two said in unison.
Linglong simply stopped talking, stretched her wings, and continued to preen her feathers.
Xin Zhuo stared at her wings carefully, curious, and asked: "Has anyone called your tribe bird people?"
Linglong said casually: "Of course there are, it's just boring words." Xin Zhuo said : "Fortunately, you are from this world. If you come to the earth, you will be An angel!"
Linglong asked curiously: "What is an angel?"
Xin Zhuo fell into deep thought: "It is said that... it is a birdman flying in the sky. The mind is very pure and represents a very beautiful meaning! ”
Linglong suddenly looked directly at him and said with murderous intent: "The Snow Wings were originally very pure, beautiful, and uncontested. It was you, the ancestor of the human race, who suppressed my clan and killed my ancestors. Xin Zhuo, the human race's great formation will be broken. If You are such a genius, even if you don't die this time, you won't be able to survive in the future. If I get you, you will definitely become the most powerful human being who kills my tribe in the future."
Xin Zhuo didn't bother to pay attention, his face changed again and again, sometimes pale, sometimes blood red, sweat dripping. His tattered robe was wet, and his eyes were a little blurry.
Linglong didn’t know what past events had been touched, but she still said coldly: “Even before I die, this princess will use the art of blood to connect to the underworld. The ancestors of the guild, I can’t keep you, keep you. , is a disaster! ”
< br>Xin Zhuo suddenly stood up with difficulty, looked at her with blood-red eyes, and said with a ferocious expression: "I can't keep you now!"
Rolled up the dazzling nine-color zhenqi, grabbed Linglong, and held it straight. Run to a remote shed in the distance.
Na Linglong was at a loss and hissed: "What do you want to do?"
"Boom..."
The shed collapsed, throwing up a cloud of smoke and dust.
"Xin Zhuo, you and I are both otherworldly people who have become saints. We know the changes of the sun and the moon and the three rules and seven precepts in the world. How can we be so rude."
"Exit me. What kind of poison do you know?”
"I, I really don't know, there is no solution to this thing! Ugh..."
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The "Goudan" who was cooking porridge in the distance was at a loss. He stood up in relief, blinked his eyes non-stop, and then sat down cross-legged, holding his chin with his hands: "Master finally killed that terrible alien woman. She died so miserably, she really screamed..."
……
In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight appeared from the eastern sky, reflecting the dew-filled mountain flowers that were particularly bright.
The clay pot for cooking porridge has dried up, and "Goudan" sleeps "peacefully" beside him.
"Creak..."
Under the dilapidated shed in the distance, there was suddenly a rustling sound. After a while, Princess Linglong let her long hair down, her clothes were fluffy, and she frowned, struggling Get out.
A pair of wings folded together unnaturally.
With her small, white feet bare, her slender figure was proud and taller than before.
The blush on his face has not dissipated, and he is a little confused and at a loss.
A drop of blood flowed down his ankle.
She frowned again, looked back, bit her silver teeth, and there was a trace of mist in her beautiful eyes: "Xin Zhuo!"
"My poison Got it, your Immortal-breaking Gu is useless.”
A lazy voice came from under the shed.
Linglong gritted her teeth again: "Today's humiliation, tomorrow..."
"You and I are not dead. This is a blessing. Let's let this matter go. You go, I will wait. Your siege!" Xin Zhuo's voice turned cold.
Linglong waved her sleeves in shame, flew straight into the distance, blinked for a while, and disappeared into the depths of the Baizu Abyss.
(End of this chapter)