Chapter 4 Immortality, Immortality, and Immortality
The most direct way to save Xia Qingluan is to get the antidote from Lone Tree. However, it is always fatal. It is not very likely to force this weird man who seems to be abandoned by the world to hand over the antidote. Everyone looks at each other, not knowing what to do.
What is the Lord thinking in his heart?
"I'll give you one last chance." The cold voice coming from the underworld was terrifying, and his coldness and severity had never been this high.
It's just that the dying person is not afraid of the threat. He looks at the figure with a strong look of violence approaching, but still smiles like a maniac: "God is not kind and gave me such a broken body. I didn't expect that after death, it will be beautiful. Maybe it will be beautiful after death."
I can still marry the coldest and most beautiful woman in the world as my wife and concubine, but I want to taste what it is like for the woman that the Pavilion Master of Poyue Pavilion values like..."
Before he finished speaking, blood spattered three feet.
The sharp blade of the sword was broken between two fingers, and the blunt fracture was thrust into the heart below the clavicle. It was not fatal, but the pain was so painful that it was worse than death.
"Where is the antidote?"
"Even if...I won't give it to you."
Since you are not afraid of death, then just live.
Wei Moyan had no time to waste any more time with Lone Mu. He was a person who valued efficiency very much. Once he was sure that he could not get what he wanted from the other party, there was no need to waste another half-quarter of an hour. He should decide immediately whether to kill or not to kill.
And the sentence he made to Lone Wood was to kill him but not die.
"Throw it into the pool." After giving the order, Gu Mu's expression immediately changed. No one knows the horror of the Blood Prison Dragon Pool better than him. The resentful spirits gathered in it cannot kill people, but they can devour people's hearts, curse, hate, corrode and sink the mind.
Nightmare, that is the undead water that is thousands of times scarier than nightmare or nightmare Gu.
The only thing that can save him is the antidote. Unfortunately, the Blood Prison Dragon Pond is neither human water nor human medicine. No matter how scared he is, he can't get what Wei Moyan wants.
"Give me a chance, and I'll tell you who can save her." There was almost no expression on the dead gray face, and the almost rotten flesh was disgusting. He didn't even want to look at it. "Kill me, I won't
Please stay alive, as long as you don’t let me touch the water in the pool!”
So submissive and begging for mercy, there is still no warmth in those ruthless eyes: "She is not afraid, so what are you afraid of?"
The more Gu Mu showed fear of Wei Moyan, the harder it was to calm down his inner anger. She could have waited quietly for him to take Zixiu back, and they would have been a pair for the rest of their lives, and they would have had nothing to do with each other. If it hadn't been for Li Jiao to lay out a conspiracy to lure her away.
Come here, how can there be an irreversible situation today?
After trying so hard to get her out of the despair of losing her love, he turned around and saw Hongyi jumping into the sea of resentment like fire. Even if he killed everyone, he wouldn't be able to vent the anger in his heart. Xia Qingluan's pain,
It is these things that are as cheap as ants that should bear it instead.
"Push it down together." Looking at Ling Yun, who was still alive, Wei Moyan thought of a way to make the culprit suffer even more.
Ling Yun, who was sitting in the chair, could no longer see his human form. Those flower poisons were happily growing on his flesh and blood, blooming into bewitching and ghostly red magic flowers. In order to grow longer, these evil things that were full of human nature were grown.
The condensed plants will continue to provide him with life, trying to stay alive as much as possible.
Although he didn't understand the purpose, the ghost still followed the order and kicked the heavy chair and the person into the smelly pool more than ten feet away.
"No! I don't want to go down! Let me go! Let me go and I'll tell you who can save her! Wei Moyan! Let me go -" The horrified scream that changed the tone of his voice ended with the sound of splashing water, and he was thrown
One of the two people who arrived in the pool had only half a life left and wanted to die. The other's skills were mediocre. Not to mention jumping out of the pool, he couldn't even pull away the resentful spirits that were entangled in him underwater.
In an instant, the people in the cave seemed to hear a faint cry mixed with resentment. When the pool calmed down, the flower poison seeds floating on the pool suddenly sprouted and bloomed, covering the entire Blood Prison Dragon Pond. It was so dense that it could not be tolerated. People crawl out.
Immortal, immortal, indestructible, enduring pain for eternity with no relief.
The pool has become the cruelest prison.
If Gu Mu is willing to hand over the antidote, he still has a chance to die happily. The mistake is that he should not threaten Wei Moyan, who can save Xia Qingluan without the antidote. Needless to say, Wei Moyan knows very well.
It can regulate poisons that no one can detoxify, it can break the most powerful poisons in the world, and the only place that can save Xia Qingluan is the Poison King Valley.
There was nothing else worth staying here. He picked up the bloody and silent woman again, and the black figure silently walked towards the entrance of the cave. His mood was so bad that no one behind him even dared to ask more questions. Who knew that Hongxian was there? What is the position in the heart of the Pavilion Master of Poyue Pavilion? Seeing life and death without knowing the difference between yin and yang, I am afraid that he has the desire to destroy the world.
Shen Yuqing was afraid that he would become serious and severely injure Xi Yingfeng with his palm before he dared to let him go. He had followed Wei Moyan for the longest time and had a close relationship with Lu Hanhai. He knew something about the Wei family tragedy. Xi Yingfeng Although it is unclear what role he played in it, there must be a reason why the cabinet wanted to keep him alive, and it cannot be careless.
However, even with such caution, he still failed to prevent the cunning Chonghua Sect Master from finding another way out. The moment he stepped into the tunnel, Xi Yingfeng pushed away the person who was holding him and dodged to the side, not intending to escape. Instead, he pulled down one of the many iron chains hidden under the weeds on the cave wall - Xi Yingfeng's understanding of the purpose of these iron chains was no different than that of the leader of the Lishuo Cult. How could he be so cunning and calculating as to be willing to just be a slave? Rather than leaving any escape route for himself? He had already thoroughly understood the reality and reality of the Apostolic Religion.
It is a pity that this escape route is not to kill Gu Mu after successfully defeating Wei Moyan. The best result that can be obtained is to perish together with the heir of the Wei family who has ruined his reputation and made his more than ten years of hard work come to nothing.
Along with the rough and dry pulling sound of the iron chain, the shock struck again. This time it did not end in a short moment like before, but continued, became more intense and turbulent.
"Master Protector, get out!" Shen Yuqing shouted, raising his sword and rushing towards Xi Yingfeng who was holding the sword again.
Changes in the heaven and earth cannot be stopped by human power. If a mountain collapses, even if you have a world-famous magical power, you will not be able to escape death. They are all people who have experienced hundreds of battles and traveled to the field of life and death. There is no panic at the critical moment. Everyone acts in unison in the lightning and stone fire. It is to avoid the road as much as possible to let the pavilion master in the center pass first.
As long as Wei Moyan is still alive, the seven-level Zhu Pavilion that dominates the martial arts world will not collapse, and their following and persistence will last forever. This is the unswerving belief of everyone in Poyue Pavilion until death.
And he, who is well aware of this delicate relationship, will not hesitate for a moment at this moment. It is self-evident what his life represents and how many people's hopes it carries.
Outside Huanlan Cave, the huge mountain trembled clearly visible to the naked eye. Lian Shi, who had just arrived, and the disciples of Poyue Pavilion who were waiting outside were both frightened, seeing that the narrow entrance of the cave was about to be buried by rocks.
"Where is Shen Yuqing? Where is he?!" Lian Shi, who was about to cry, grabbed the people who were at a loss and asked repeatedly. However, no one could give her an answer. No one outside knew what happened in the cave. Not to mention the traces of a specific person's life and death.
The mechanism that penetrated the entire cave was deactivated, and the entire mountain peak where Huanlan Cave was located was caused by a collapse. Unable to withstand this violent earthquake, the rocks and soil above the entrance of the cave finally began to slide down.