Venerable Wenhuang was admitted to the hospital, and she stretched out her hand to explore the Wuchao.
Just by grabbing Wu Chao, a dark wind spread in the Black Stone Mansion.
When Hongku's application to launch the war of venerables came, Venerable Wenhuang's heart sank.
In his own advantageous position, Hongku obviously went all-out, even if the four sages came together.
The other party has been planning this for decades, and maybe this is the moment they have been waiting for.
Many venerables have been extremely wary of Hongku. Even if they come together to investigate, they still cannot stop Hongku's madness.
There is no need to ask the dying Wu Chao anymore, Lord Wenhuang has already understood the truth of everything.
"There is actually a substitute technique in the world that can kill students!"
The gloomy wind blew gusts, and a colorful cloth umbrella rose into the sky behind Venerable Wenhuang.
But Lord Wenhuang did not expect that he would die so simply in the hands of the opponent.
Before her plague methods were fully used, before her overwhelming killing spells were revealed, everything was already over.
He had to consider intervening in this fight.
His body twisted under Wu Chao and began to show traces.
"Yes, you recognized the right person. Time is a little tight now. Let's say hello later!"
To cut off Hongku's wings, she needs to hit Wuchao with a fatal blow.
The stench hit, and Jinchang, who followed him like a shadow, couldn't stand it.
She knew very well that using Wuchao's physical fighting method would put her in an extremely passive situation, but if she didn't use Wuchao's fighting method, she wouldn't even be able to find Hongkuren, and would eventually be overcome by this formation until she died.
This forced Venerable Wenhuang to fight and fight.
"Are you Jinchang?"
Venerable Wenhuang's consciousness was still there, and she stared at the sickly young man emerging from the shadows under Wu Chao's body with wide eyes.
She used the magic sword to draw blood from Wu Chao's body. When the blood touched the sword, the school inscriptions on the magic sword all lit up, and an endless stench suddenly spread out.
Among the four venerables, she is the easiest to deal with.
In her body, it was no longer the familiar mana nor the familiar body.
The mountains and highlands were far from enough for them to have any interactions with each other, and he was also a person they had not paid much attention to in the past.
But her eyes quickly glanced at her neck, and she even saw her torn body.
Hong's miserable appearance was swirling in his mind, and another figure also appeared in Venerable Wenhuang's mind.
Dots of colorful brilliance fell, constantly driving away the evil wind, and constantly guarding a few steps around her.
"who?"
It was rare for Jinchang to accept a student, and it was rare for him to find a student who caught his eye, and Wuchao's talent was indeed quite good. If he could be used as his successor, Jinchang felt there was nothing wrong with him.
"Yes...yes...that voice is..."
When Venerable Wenhuang looked at her body scattered on the ground, she felt that her right hand had taken out a porcelain bottle from her sleeve pocket with great deftness.
Above the shadow, Venerable Wenhuang held his long sword and shouted again.
The Wuchao in front of him was still breathing heavily. If what the voice said was true, it could obviously be blocked by Hong Ku.
Her hesitation turned into determination after a few seconds. The colorful cloth umbrella behind her continued to spread colorful brilliance, and a long sword with bloody inscriptions fell from the colorful cloth umbrella.
"If I want to kill this old ghost, I can only rely on Wu Chao's body to do a traction fight, but Wu Chao is Hong Ku's scapegoat. What should I do?"
He lurked in the shadows, and a thin thread began to wrap around the palm of his hand.
But she only dropped half of her magic sword, and it would be difficult to drop this infinitely powerful magic sword.
"Where is Hong Ku?"
Venerable Wenhuang never placed his hopes on other Venerables.
Moreover, Wu Chao's net worth is extraordinary. If he cannot survive with King Huainan, he will still have the support of the fourth prince of the evil country.
She felt as if there was a head hidden in her neck.
She looked at her hands and then at her legs.
She looked down with difficulty, and saw traces of blood overflowing from her chest and abdomen, and even her neck, which was difficult for her to scan directly. Venerable Wenhuang felt a slight pain coming from her neck. She
I determined that my neck might have suffered a similar blow.
"You...δΌ±...Jin..."
Venerable Wenhuang looked hesitant.
"right!"
According to Venerable Wenhuang's fighting style, it is not clear whether Hongku will die or not, but the remaining half of Wuchao's life will definitely be destroyed.
If Hongku chooses to be soft, she will definitely be the first to be hit by Hongku.
This kind of solidification seemed to solidify Venerable Wenhuang's thoughts at the same time. She looked at the young man in front of her with wide eyes, and the thoughts in her head quickly fell into a blank.
The voice in his mind came, and Venerable Wenhuang looked at his neck.
It's just that the head doesn't belong to her.
"Lend me your brain!"
Regardless of justice or selfishness, Jinchang needs to save Wu Chao's life, and Wu Chao can even handle the inheritance of the Yin Yang Jiutian Sect on his behalf.
There was a fierce look in her phoenix eyes.
As soon as Venerable Wenhuang spoke, the sword in her hand swelled with a foul stench and swept away.
There was fear in her eyes.
It's just that Jinchang couldn't help but have a headache. The venerable help was borrowed. Before Hongku was killed, Wuchao couldn't stand it anymore.
"I'm going to lend you your head temporarily. You need to protect me and don't let me get involved in the affairs of your Yi Zhe River Holy Land!"
She knew very well that Venerable Yun was good at dodging and hiding, Venerable Daode was knowledgeable and had a high level of support in facing battles, and Venerable Sanxiao focused on killing and was very strong in head-to-head confrontations.
Jinchang frowned. He reached out and took it out in his sleeve pocket. A trace of white powder appeared in the palm of his hand and was quickly smeared under the head of Venerable Wenhuang.
Venerable Wenhuang looked at his arm and saw a circle of blood marks on his arm from unknown time.
"Damn it, I hate plague!"
In the shadow of Wuchao, Jinchang looked at Venerable Wenhuang who was using Wuchao's body to fight.
Venerable Wenhuang looked at the Wuchao in front of him.
But she was currently in Hongku's formation. It was difficult to see other sages around her, and there was no special means to break the formation. The only thing that could pull Hongku away might be the Wuchao in front of her.
She could feel the masculine characteristics in her body, but her head no longer existed in her original body.
The lower part of the neck did not speak, but Venerable Wenhuang could feel Jinchang's voice in his mind.
Only when she touched her chest did she feel a hint of fear.
When Venerable Wenhuang came back to her senses, she felt that her body seemed to be back again.
"what did you do to me?"
"Don't make a fuss. If you cooperate well, I can find you a female body to be reattached in the future. If you don't cooperate, you will have no future!"
The consciousness was still swirling in her mind, and it was difficult for Venerable Wenhuang to even notice how much pain she was feeling, but she could see that her body was split and cut in an instant, turning into several complete pieces of flesh and falling from her clothes.
At the same time, the thin thread hovering in his hand also flew out.
"Hongku!"
The instant cutting caused a trace of blood to flow out, and then it was solidified by white powder.
Venerable Wenhuang stretched out his hand to hold the sword. She shouted loudly and slashed towards Wuchao with her long sword.
"The thief is so ruthless!"
The liquid in the porcelain bottle poured down, and the sound of flesh and blood continued to squeak.
Venerable Wenhuang watched helplessly as he operated, and watched as his familiar body was completely corroded by this zombie water.
"I hate wearing women's clothes. By the way, please suck the poison out of my body. This poison is also very annoying!"
Jinchang's dissatisfied voice came in his mind, and Venerable Wenhuang's heart began to despair.