Yan Gu was also surprised by the changes in the mummy, but what happened in the next second was even more horrifying!
Xuan Ye didn't know what happened, but he felt a cold wind blowing towards him. The next moment, his shoulder was mercilessly pierced by sharp teeth, and a sharp pain shot through his body.
He wanted to struggle, but found that he couldn't get away at all. After a while, the strength of his body seemed to be stripped away, and even breathing became difficult.
"Woo——"
The hundreds of kneeling corpses who were supposed to die were all singing lamentations at this moment. The lotus hands guarding their chests also emitted light and turned into stars, drifting in the wind towards the tall mummy.
As Xingmang poured in, Xuan Ye felt as if most of the energy and blood in his body had been sucked out. A chilly feeling enveloped him from head to toe, and his vision became blurred.
"The fine demon blood is so delicious, I will forgive you for disturbing me!"
The voice was gentle, yet somewhat indifferent.
Xuan Ye slowly turned around. The person in front of him had a ruddy complexion, a noble demeanor, and a bit of arrogance between his eyebrows. How could he look like a mummy? And he also called himself a king?
Yuan Wen left Xuan Ye behind, glanced at the scene in front of him, then sat lazily on the throne, held his head and asked, "It seems that I have been sleeping for a long time. Now Yunji still has several cities and mansions in my Yuan Dynasty."
Under the family banner?”
Yunji? Xuan Ye had never heard of this name. Yan Gu also had a strange expression on his face. He secretly held the magic pen but did not take action immediately.
"Huh?" Yuan Wen glanced at everyone impatiently, and suddenly waved his sleeves, and a strong wind swept past. Most of the white-skinned monsters were cut off in half almost in the blink of an eye!
This move made Xuan Ye dumbfounded, but the next second, a powerful force came from above his head, crushing him to the ground like a mountain.
Even Yan Gu had to bow his head under this power and slowly knelt on the ground with a look of panic on his face.
The word "Yuanfu" hit Xuan Ye's heart like a meteor, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. God really loves to joke, this mummy actually has such a heavenly cultivation!
"What? My Yuan family is so weak, how can you ants be so presumptuous?" Yuan Wen snorted coldly, with a look of displeasure on his face.
"I don't dare, I just haven't heard of it. Please forgive me, Master!" After Yan Gu finished speaking, he forced out a flattering smile, but he didn't realize that his smile was extremely ugly, like a buck-toothed weasel.
He secretly cursed in his mind how the mummy could be resurrected? And judging from Yuan Wen's appearance, he was still young, but the clothes he wore were quite retro, at least two hundred years old.
Is there really a mummy that has been dusted for two hundred years and can be resurrected? What kind of extraordinary method would that be?
"Then why are you here? Where are the servants guarding here!" Yuan Wen glared angrily, and Yan Gu immediately shivered, but did not dare to say it clearly, he just raised his head and glanced at the demon fire.
Yuan Wen's face darkened, he stood up and walked towards the stone platform. Although he was tall, his steps were unusually light, making almost no sound as he walked on the ground.
What was even more terrifying was that he actually stretched out his hand directly into the demonic fire, picked it up, and stared at it for a long time, as if he was also recalling things that happened a long time ago.
Although the time was short, except for Yuan Wen, everyone here lived like a year.
"That's all, as long as you can still hold a place, you can take it back." Yuan Wen sighed, looked at Yan Gu with cold eyes, and suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, "Although you trespassed into the forbidden area, you were lucky enough to revive me, so you should be rewarded.
.Since you want this demonic fire, let me give it to you!"
Yan Gu was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, he suddenly found a wisp of fire falling on the back of his hand. A heartbreaking pain immediately erupted on the back of his hand, and the flesh and blood melted rapidly. Even if he wrapped it with spiritual power, it would not help.
"Oh, you have a share, too." Yuan Wen turned around, flicked out a wisp of flame and threw it at Xuan Ye.
Xuan Ye, who was pretending to be dead, immediately jumped up like a rabbit. Wherever the demonic fire touched, there was heartbreaking pain, and a bloody hole burned out in the blink of an eye.
This was the first time he encountered such a domineering power. However, at this moment, he could not care about anything else. He could only resist with all his strength, and kept draining away the remaining spiritual power.
Yuan Wen waved his sleeves and sat back on the throne. He looked at the two of them with interest and smiled instead, as if he was looking at two animals for people to play with.
The power of his scorn made Yan Gu tremble with fear. He immediately cut off the arm stained with demonic fire, and at the same time detonated the remaining white-skinned monsters and rushed towards the corridor.
Yuan Wen had no intention of chasing after him. He dispersed the poisonous mist with a wave of his hand and looked curiously at Xuan Ye who was meditating on the ground. "Boy, why don't you give me a hand? I am not such a cruel person and will not treat you.
Kill them all."
Xuan Ye didn't want to pay attention to this old monster and focused on that wisp of demonic fire. In addition to spiritual power, he also mobilized demonic blood to wrap it away, which alleviated the burning sensation a little and slowed down the expansion of the wound.
But the demon fire remained on his body and the burning continued. If not handled properly, this tiny wisp would be enough to kill him.
"It's better to just sit back and wait for death than to fight!" Xuan Ye thought to himself, sinking his heart and the burned place. The place was already bloody and charred.
He gritted his teeth, opened the wound, and used the demon blood to wrap the demon fire and collect it in his meridians.
This move is somewhat risky, as the meridians are inherently fragile, and the demonic fire is extremely domineering. As soon as it penetrates, the wall of the meridians is like thousands of steel needles piercing it, causing blood to flow out continuously.
Xuan Ye was deeply concerned and kept using demon blood to block it. At this point, spiritual power could no longer play a big role. Only demon blood could fight against this demon fire.
It's just that it was absorbed too much by Yuan Wen and the demon blood was somewhat lacking. Now it is encountering demon fire, which consumes a huge amount of energy, and it is somewhat beyond its capabilities.
Perhaps feeling the crisis, Xuan Ye found that his heart was beating violently, continuously pumping out blood at an alarming speed, like drums beating in his ears, and his temples were beating continuously.
In an instant, a large army surged along the meridians and launched a second round of charge towards the beast.
This time, it finally had an effect. The demonic fire had to lower its head, slowly swam along the meridians, and began to move around the sky. However, this was only the first step...
"Oh? You're just in the Hunling stage and you want to subdue the demonic fire? Interesting~" Yuan Wen smiled slightly and also followed the example of raising Yuan to adjust his breath.
He had just recovered, and his body was still a little stiff, otherwise there would be no need to spend time here. But part of the reason was because of the young man in black in front of him.
In his opinion, this little guy is extremely interesting. Not only does he have demon blood, but he dares to try to conquer the demon fire. His courage is truly astonishing.
Yuan Wen remembered that when he conquered the demon fire, he had to rely on various heavenly spirits and earthly treasures, as well as the strength to step into Yuan Mansion, and then he could barely suppress the evil thing.
Although it is a wisp of ownerless fire heart now, it cannot be subdued by a monk in the Hunling Stage. Otherwise, the eight-character Hu Taoist who had just entered the half-century would not be willing to cut off an arm and escape.
Seeing the pain on Xuan Ye's face, light emitted wherever the demonic fire flowed, and even the blood vessels in his body could be seen clearly.
Yuan Wen chuckled lightly, knowing that the demon fire had already exerted its power, he didn't bother to look anymore, and began to close his eyes and regulate his breathing.
As he expected, Xuan Ye felt extremely anxious at this moment. Most of the meridians flowing through the demon fire were damaged and became extremely fragile. If they were not careful, they would collapse immediately.
There is also pain that comes with it, as if the whole body has been crippled by pain, and this pain is endless, and every time the demon fire flows through, the pain will become more severe.
If he could be freed, he really wanted to pass out. But he couldn't. Not only couldn't he, he had to grit his teeth and persist.
Swallowing demon fire means revenge and survival. After experiencing so many alternations of life and death, Xuan Ye understands this truth better than anyone else.
Using Zhou Tian again, he urged the demon blood and remaining spiritual energy to rush out, blocking the demon fire in his lower abdomen.
The suppressed demon fire immediately rioted, and the heat it emitted increased several times. Not only did the demon blood evaporate, but the walls of the meridians also instantly tightened, wrinkled, and turned black, as if they were roasted.
Thick blood flowed out from Xuan Ye's seven orifices, his head was buzzing, and his consciousness was waking up and fainting. His lower abdomen was like thousands of swords piercing through it. The pain was overwhelming one after another. Even if he fainted, he would wake up in pain the next moment.
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After an unknown amount of time, he felt that all his energy and blood had dried up, and the pain slowly subsided. What followed was a feeling of warmth and comfort as the heat dissipated.
When Xuan Ye opened his eyes, he found that he was lying on the cold floor, and the muscles and bones in his body seemed to have been torn to pieces. He took out a Purple Heart Pill from his Xumi bag and drank it, immediately adjusting his breath and luck.
I restrained my mind and found that the meridians everywhere seemed to have been pricked by needles, and there were blood scabs one after another. Fortunately, the Dantian and heart meridians were not seriously injured.
Restoration is only a matter of time. If these two areas are damaged, it is very likely to damage the foundation. This cannot be restored by cultivating.
He used spiritual power to moisturize all the wounds. He was about to leave the inner vision, but suddenly found a small heart of fire standing in the Dantian, wrapped in the demonic power.
Although it was tortured, it looks so cute now.
Xuan Ye looked around again and again before he came back to his senses with satisfaction and slowly exhaled. The first moment he opened his eyes, he looked around and found that Yuan Wen was regulating his breath with his eyes closed. He quickly stood up and ran towards the corridor.
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The demon fire was already in hand, and he was unwilling to accompany this old monster. He rushed all the way to the entrance of the altar, and when he was about to step out of the passage, his figure suddenly stagnated, and the cold air coming from behind almost froze him.
"Unexpectedly, you really tamed the demon fire."
Yuan Wen's indifferent voice sounded behind Xuan Ye's head, like a basin of cold water being poured from head to toe.
The power of the Yuan Mansion was so different from that of the Hun Ling Stage. Even if he tried his best, he still had no chance of winning.
Fortunately, the other party did not show any clear hostility. He quickly thought about it, thinking that if he could stabilize the old monster, he might still be able to escape.
However, before Xuan Ye could speak, Yuan Wen grabbed his shoulders and said coldly: "Little guy, I want your blood!"