When Jin Mufeng saw Xia Wuji's fate, he suddenly started to sweat profusely and slowly stretched out his hand into his arms.
"You'd better not move around, because I also stuck a needle in you at that time."
Xia Tian suddenly turned his head and stared at Jin Mufeng, "As long as you stay well, you can live for a while longer."
Seeing that his little tricks were seen through, Jin Mufeng immediately asked: "Xia Tian, who are you and what do you want to do?"
Xia Tian said with a smile: "Who am I?
I am summer, spring, summer, autumn and winter, the best sky in the world."
"It's already here, why are you pretending to be stupid?"
Jin Mufeng was very worried that he would be the next Xia Wuji, and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed in his tone: "Obviously, you are not from Xianlusi, nor from the Great Supreme, so why do you appear here, and why do you try every possible means to
Will it hinder our plans?"
Xia Tian curled his lips: "Who stopped you?"
"You still said no!"
Jin Mufeng seemed to be stimulated and said directly: "Why else would you suddenly appear in this ruins of a true immortal? Why would you happen to meet Fellow Daoist Ye and cure me of the poison of the Soul-eating Insect?
Now double kill Xian Lusi’s people?”
Xia Tian said casually: "I said, I was teleported here. I don't know what happened now. I just met you, so let's see what tricks you are playing."
"Huh, don't take it seriously if you dare to do it!"
Jin Mufeng sneered, not believing a word of Xia Tian's words, "No matter who you are, you can't change the final outcome."
"Then what is the ending you envision?"
Ye Mengbai asked with a sneer.
Jin Mufeng replied: "Of course I will use you two as a guide to activate this big cauldron. When the Hongmeng Qing Qi is released in the cauldron, it will attract countless tribulation immortals and quasi-immortals from the Immortal Cultivation Alliance. Then they will all be
Trapped in it, it becomes the material for refining flat peaches."
"Peach?"
Xia Tian remembered hearing this word not long ago.
Qu Yanran looked puzzled: "Aren't flat peaches supposed to grow on trees? How could they be made by training?"
"Maybe it was before, but it's not now."
Jin Mufeng snorted coldly and said with a smile: "Because the Hongmeng mother tree was chopped down by the Great Supreme during his first tribulation, now the only way to condense the flat peaches is through this cauldron.
Of course, this is the secret of the league’s top brass.”
"Then how do you know?"
Qu Yanran sneered: "Don't say you are a senior executive of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance."
"Of course I'm not. Those of us who were chosen are all outcasts."
A wry smile appeared on Jin Mufeng's face, but it soon turned into resentment: "But there is also a glimmer of hope, which is to find and activate this elixir cauldron to digest enough Hongmeng Qingqi before the arrival of the Master and the Great Supreme.
If you want to survive, this is the only way, so there is no need for us to fight and kill each other. How about we all take care of our own lives?"
"Not really."
Xia Tian directly refused: "I see you two idiots are very unhappy, so you must die."
Seeing that Xia Tian's oil and salt were not coming in, Jin Mufeng was also angry: "Then you try! The barrier at Dingkou has taken effect, and quasi-immortals will be attracted here soon. You can do whatever you like, I don't have it now.
I have nothing to do with you."
With that said, Jin Mufeng went back to the shelves to look for magic weapons and magic weapons. He had to speed up his time to refine one or two pieces to have any chance of saving his life.
At this time, the green light in the emerald plate began to spread to all directions, the first of which were the people in the three treasure pavilions.
Ye Mengbai and Qu Yanran were immediately stuck in the green light, with expressions of extreme pain on their faces. They felt that their blood, meridians, and bones... were all undergoing the process of destruction, reorganization, destruction, and reorganization.
The pain I experienced was simply indescribable.
After the green light passed through the two of them, it turned into wisps of fresh air.
"Come!"
When Jin Mufeng saw this, he immediately made a seal and recited the incantation, directing a wisp of fresh air to the center of his eyebrows.
Even though Xia Wuji was extremely weak, he still did this.
The strange thing is that the green light actually avoided Xia Tian, and even the purified Qi surrounded him and spread outward.
"Brother Xia Dao, please save Yanran, she cannot die."
Ye Mengbai soon couldn't hold it any longer, but when he opened his mouth, he was trying to save someone else's life.
Qu Yanran couldn't believe it for a long time. She collapsed on the ground and made unconscious sounds: "Help..." "Don't worry, as long as I am here, you two will not die."
Xia Tian ducked down to the treasure pavilion and casually gave them two injections.
Although the Eight Nitian Needles cannot be used to directly remove all their diseases, the Ghost Doctor's Nine Acupuncture is enough to treat diseases, but the results will be slower.
"call!"
After a few injections, Ye Mengbai suddenly let out a long sigh of relief, and the green light that penetrated his body suddenly dissipated.
The same was true for Qu Yanran, but she had passed out because she couldn't bear it anymore.
When Jin Mufeng and Xia Wuji saw this, their fear of Xia Tian became even stronger, so they accelerated the speed of absorbing Hongmeng's Qing Qi. They must improve their realm as soon as possible and then leave here, otherwise, they would definitely die.
After Xia Tian finished acupuncture on Ye Mengbai and Qu Yanran, he looked at the treasure pavilion and found that it was indeed a high-level barrier with entrance and exit.
If his eight heaven-defying needles and ice and fire spirit body were not restricted, then he could break this barrier at any time.
Unfortunately, with his current strength, it is easy to get in, but it does take some effort to get out.
"Don't look at it, this kind of barrier is a cultivation barrier with a hint of law."
Ye Mengbai found that Xia Tian seemed to be looking at the corners of the treasure pavilion, and couldn't help but sigh: "Unless your cultivation level reaches a certain level, this barrier will be released, otherwise you will only be trapped until death."
Xia Tian didn't speak, just yawned lazily.
"Let's find a way to improve our cultivation. There will definitely be quasi-immortals lured here in a while."
Ye Mengbai had a solemn look on his face, and said with concern: "If you don't deal with it carefully, you might be killed by them."
"How to improve?"
At this time, Qu Yanran woke up leisurely and asked casually.
Ye Mengbai pointed at the jade slips and ancient inscriptions around him, and said with a wry smile: "Of course it depends on these things, otherwise what do you think the Great Supreme is doing in decorating these three treasure pavilions."
Qu Yanran asked in confusion: "Isn't this the ruins of a true immortal? How could it be arranged by the Great Supreme?"
Ye Mengbai said: "I heard a rumor before that the Great Supreme has actually been in the realm of true immortals for a long time, but for some reason, he deliberately suppressed his own cultivation and stayed in the Immortal Cultivation Alliance."
Qu Yanran still looked puzzled: "If you don't do anything good as a true immortal, why do you want to stay in the mortal world?"
"Either that idiot has not reached the realm of true immortality and is bragging to others."
Xia Tian said nonchalantly: "Either he is eating turtles in the real immortal world and escapes back to become a turtle with his head shrinking."
"This kind of speculation of yours has really lowered the style of the Great Supreme to an infinite level."
Qu Yanran curled her lips, a little dissatisfied with Xia Tian's blasphemous statement: "That is the Great Supreme, the first quasi-immortal in the endless deep space to survive the eight tribulations in the past 100,000 years, but I don't know why, in the past tens of thousands,
Nian has not been seen much, saying that he is in retreat, preparing to attack the ninth heavenly tribulation."
"No matter what kind of immortal he is, he is still an idiot."
Xia Tian curled his lips, "These great supreme beings are mentally ill. If he comes over, I will definitely beat him up."
Ye Mengbai and Qu Yanran were speechless.
"What a loud tone!"
At this time, a cold shout rang out from above the cauldron, "You actually don't even take it seriously. You are such an idiot who doesn't know what to say."
"who?"
Ye Mengbai raised his head and asked: "Don't hide when you come, just show up."
"I am Lord Feihuo Sword, who are you, and why are you trapped here?"
I saw a young swordsman in red robe, sheathing his sword and landing on the edge of the cauldron.
Xia Tian said casually: "It's not you who scolded me just now. Let that idiot come out."
"I am the one who scolded you, what can you do to me?"
I saw a young man with a feminine face falling lightly, with his hands in his sleeves behind his back. He looked around with a playful expression and said with a smile: "You must have been here a while ago, and then you mistakenly stepped on the trap and got trapped in it."
Bar.
You have fallen into this situation and are still so arrogant. You are really pathetic."
"You are pathetic."
Xia Tian curled his lips, "I'm going to die soon, and I'm still in the mood to fart here."
The feminine young man chuckled and looked down at Xia Tian: "Believe it or not, I can stab you to death with one sword!"
"I heard that the ruins of the True Immortal will reappear once every thousand years. I didn't expect that we would encounter it. This pure Qi is indeed extremely pure. What a great opportunity."
The red-robed swordsman couldn't help but persuade him: "Master Qingyang, we should seize the time to absorb the fresh energy. Otherwise, when there are more people, we won't be able to get much."
"Too."
Young Master Qingyang nodded and said to Xia Tian: "I will deal with you after I have had enough of this fresh air."
With that said, the two of them sat cross-legged on the edge of the cauldron and began to meditate.
After a while, several wisps of fresh air seeped in from their eyebrows, Tianling Cap and other places.
"We also meditate and improve our cultivation as soon as possible."
Ye Mengbai Chong reminded Xia Tian and Qu Yanran.
Qu Yanran immediately followed the instructions, but Xia Tian didn't react at all, because those fresh energies were naturally repellent to him, and he couldn't absorb them even if he wanted to, let alone not have the idea.
"when!"
Suddenly, there was a loud noise.
I saw a huge sword falling from the sky, directly cutting the arrogant Master Qingyang into two halves, and the red-robed swordsman next to him was also shocked to the point where blood spurted from his mouth and nose.
In the following time, the area around the cauldron slowly turned into a Shura field. Not only did people arrive, but also people were killed one after another.
The greed of these so-called quasi-immortals for pure energy far exceeds the greed of ordinary people for money and beauty, and the scene is extremely tragic.
Seeing these situations, Qu Yanran was so frightened that her face turned pale and she couldn't help but tremble while meditating.
The flesh and blood of these quasi-immortals were soon absorbed by the cauldron.
The entire cauldron glowed with blood-red light, which intertwined with the clear air emanating from the instrument panel on the cauldron, forming an extremely dense and strange mist.
I don’t know how long it took, but the entire cave was submerged.
The number of people coming over gradually decreased.
After Xia Wuji forcibly suppressed the silver needle that Xia Tian had pierced into his body, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to use the heavenly materials and earthly treasures in the treasure pavilion to refine elixirs.
Jin Mufeng on the other side soon encountered a bottleneck, and began to make flexible use of the magic tools in the treasure pavilion and entered into hard training.
Ye Mengbai also felt that he could not just sit there and wait for death, so he took Qu Yanran to study the jade slips and ancient inscriptions.
"Dragon Elephant Prison Suppressing Technique, Tian Luo Search Jue Shou, Breaking Gang Xuanyuan Technique..." "There are also Changchun Technique, Dayan Technique, Seven Hearts Breaking Gang..." "These techniques seem to have been lost. Forbidden magic?
Why are you here?"
"There are also some formations, acupuncture, and spells... It is simply a paradise for immortal cultivators."
"Shenra Gangshou?
Ning Yue Sword Qi?
The God-defying Needle?”
Ye Mengbai kept confirming the contents of those jade slips, and muttered: "These techniques are somewhat incomplete, and they are from a long time ago, so they are a bit... hmm?"
At this time, Xia Tian's hand had already patted his shoulder.
He had no interest in these techniques at first, but then he suddenly flashed in front of Ye Mengbai: "What did you just say?"
"What?"
Ye Mengbai looked confused.
"You just mentioned a technique, the Heaven-defying Divine Needle, right?"
Xia Tian curled his lips and said, "Give me the jade slip that records this technique."
"for you?"
Ye Mengbai shook his head, "I can't give it."
Xia Tian was a little unhappy: "What do you mean?"
Ye Mengbai pointed at an entire wall with tens of thousands of jade slips: "These are all."