The fog cleared and dawn came, and Wuxia sat on the bluestone all night. The steaming black mist kept flowing out from between his collar, like little black snakes constantly swimming around, surrounding him.
When the first ray of the morning sun shone down, the thick black fog surrounding him began to slowly dissipate little by little, and his smile returned to the space between heaven and earth under the sun.
Opening his eyes, his eyes were as deep as the abyss and the sea, and his expression was as calm as ever. He sat motionless on the bluestone, like a solemn and immortal sculpture, standing between heaven and earth.
Susu
He stood up slowly, making a rustling sound from his body, as if he had been sitting there for thousands of years. His body was covered with endless dust, which fell down with his movements.
He took a deep breath, haha, and a low roar came out from his throat, like a sleeping lion standing upright, with a burst of energy all over his body, his clothes bulging, and his body swayed.
In the distance, those members of the Wuliang Sword Sect and some Dali heroes who had been conquered by him had already been awakened by his movements, but no one dared to speak out first. They just looked at him quietly until he finished everything.
When they came down, Zuo Zimu ran up in a hurry.
"See you, my lord." Zuo Zimu bowed and saluted with a respectful attitude. He lowered his head and looked at his toes.
Seeing this, other people hurriedly stood up and ran over to salute respectfully, "Lord", a group of people shouted in unison, all of them were respectful, but there were still some unruly people who expressed their dissatisfaction with the actions of Zuo Zimu and others.
With expressions of disdain and contempt, they all showed a slack attitude and followed the others slowly to come over and salute. Although they called their lord, their expressions showed no respect.
Regarding all of this, Xianwu kept raising his head and pretending not to see it, but he paid careful attention to everyone's movements and remembered them in his heart.
He raised his right hand forward and said: "Get up", and an invisible soft force suddenly lifted everyone up. The ease and carefreeness he did this shocked everyone. Compared with watching him last night
The steaming black mist all over my body was even more shocking.
Although the black mist transpiration looks very scary, it is not experienced personally after all, and now they can actually feel the gentle force lifting themselves up. This is an extremely terrifying shock.
After doing this action, Wuwu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and adjusted his tense inner breath. He looked relaxed and happy now. However, if he hadn't absorbed the three people's skills last night and after a night of tempering, he would never have been able to do it.
Over the course of a night, he continued to purify and refine, and then merged the new internal energy with his own blood bit by bit, finally restoring his internal energy to its previous purity, but his skill dropped to only an increase of 50%.
"Zuo Zimu, how do you get back to Jianhu Palace from here?" Xuwu said.
"Lord, this place is more than ten miles away from Jianhu Palace. The secret passage we came from has been blocked and the iron bridge has been cut off. If you want to go back, you have to bypass the two peaks in front and walk about three meters.
It takes more than ten miles of mountain road," Zuo Zimu said with his hands in hand.
"Yeah." Xuwu nodded and looked up at the two peaks he was pointing at. He saw that the peaks were towering, shrouded in clouds and mist, covered with dense trees, and the terrain was steep. As expected, the distance was very long.
"You lead the way back to Jianhu Palace." After saying that, he turned to Xing Shuangqing and said, "You lead all the disciples of Jianhu Palace to the rear, and the others follow behind me."
There were dozens of people in the group, with Zuo Zimu leading the way at the front, Xu Wu following closely behind, and those Dali heroes following behind. Finally, Xin Shuangqing followed Xu Wu's orders and led the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect to the rear.
Among so many people, Xin Shuangqing was the first to know Xianwu, and she was also the one who feared Xianwu the most, so Xianwu appointed her as the queen, and Zuo Zimu was the most loyal among them all, although I don’t know how much loyalty he had.
True or false, but currently he is the most satisfying person to Nothingness.
Some of the other gangsters have a lot of backbone, but they still don't really surrender to Niu from the bottom of their hearts. For them, Niu sees their backbone, but he also sees their disloyalty to him and his willingness to rebel at any time.
The mountain road was rugged, but the group of people were all martial arts practitioners and walked as fast as flying. It took them almost an hour to reach the distance of more than thirty miles.
At this time, they were approaching the foot of the Jianhu Palace Mountain. When they arrived, Zuo Zimu began to be cautious. He walked slowly and looked at the surrounding trees carefully to be on guard.
Others were also careful, because after all, the Shennong Gang would appear at any time. Although they were all good at martial arts, they were really afraid of the Shennong Gang who were good at using poisons.
call
Suddenly a strong wind blew, and everyone hurriedly looked up, only to see a thick black mist rolling in with the strong wind. The black mist was billowing and the poisonous smoke was misty.
"Everyone, be careful and move back quickly," Zuo Zimu, who was walking at the front, shouted quickly and quickly moved backwards. The others also ran away in a hurry.
"Humph", Xuanwu snorted coldly, stepped out, opened his two big hands, and slowly retreated forward. At this moment, everyone saw ripples in his hands, the light was distorted, and his palms were extremely slow but fast.
To the extreme.
Pushing Mountain Palm, with the name of Pushing Mountain, is the most powerful test of internal strength. The stronger the internal strength, the more powerful it is. The void skill is profound and terrifying. When both palms are pushed out, an overwhelming wave of air surges forward.
The vast sea is surging and endless.
The thick black mist that rolled in crazily rolled back and swept through a dense forest ahead. Ah, ah, ah, screams came one after another, making everyone's hearts tremble. They thought what if this poisonous mist fell on them.
What will happen to yourself?
The poisonous mist dissipated, and the originally dense branches and leaves of the forest trees in front were all withered and sparse, revealing several members of the Shennong Gang hidden among them. Their bodies were now full of ulcers, with poisonous blood and pus.
The death is horrific.
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With a groan, a man with ulcerated facial skin struggled to stand up. He was holding a small pottery bottle in his hand, his hands were shaking, and he kept putting black pills into his mouth.
Xuanyu winked at Zuo Zimu, and he immediately understood. He rushed forward and snatched the medicine bottle away. Then he swung the long sword in his hand flatly, and the blade of the sword hit the man's shoulder.
The man's shoulders suddenly sank, and with a shudder, he landed on his knees and knelt down. Zuo Zimu stretched forward his long sword and placed it near his neck, then took a slight step back to get out of the way.
"Where is your gang leader?" said Xuwu.
"Humph", the man snorted coldly and turned his head away from looking at nothingness, but soon, there was a scream, a white light flashed, and one of his fingers was cut off.
The long sword in Zuo Zimu's hand was still resting on his neck, but it was stained with traces of blood. "Where is it?" Xuwu asked again, his face darkening.
"On...on top of the mountain in front." He trembled with his right hand and pointed to a slightly raised mountain more than 200 meters to the left. Xianwu looked up and saw thick smoke billowing. He knew that the leader of the Shennong Gang, Sikong Xuan,
At this time, Duan Yu and Zhong Ling'er's parents were waiting on the mountain peak to get the antidote to relieve the mink poison in his body.
Immediately he stepped out, with Xuxu walking in front this time, and the others followed behind. There was a scream from behind, and then Zuo Zimu quickly caught up with him, following behind Xuxu, with his long handle
On the sword, blood dripped.
Along the mountain road, Xue Wu Shi started to use Lingbo micro-steps. In a flash, he appeared more than ten feet away. After a few consecutive flashes, he had already reached the top of the mountain. Zuo Zimu and others behind him looked at each other in shock, and they were also shocked.
He hurriedly used Qinggong and ran over.
As soon as he reached the top of the peak, he saw dozens of people sitting next to a fire in front of him. On top of the fire, a large iron pot was cooking something, with a faint white smoke emitting from it.
, Niangwu smelled it slightly, and it was a strong medicinal smell.
Knowing that Sikong Xuan and others were using collected herbs to boil and dispel the poisons in their bodies and slow down the attack time, Xianwu secretly nodded. People who are good at using poisons are often also people who are good at detoxifying.
"Who is it?" As soon as he came up, he was immediately spotted by the Shennong Gang. Two people with hoes in their hands jumped out from behind the rocks on both sides, looking like ordinary mountain people.
Hearing the sound, an old man sitting on a big rock behind him hurriedly came over, with anxiety and expectation on his face. But when he saw the young face of Xianwu, his expression darkened, "Who are you and why are you here?"
, If you don’t give me a clear explanation, you won’t be able to even think about going down the mountain today.”
He and several of his men were bitten by Zhong Ling'er's marten and were poisoned. A group of people had been waiting here all night, waiting for Duan Yu to bring Zhong Ling'er's parents to cure the poison.
But he didn't expect that Zhong Ling'er's parents didn't wait for them, but instead they waited for a young man. As soon as he saw Xian Wu's young face, he immediately thought of Duan Yu who had deceived his trust and never returned it, and he was in a irritable mood.
"Tell me, who are you?" The two people who jumped out first slowly approached with hoes and shouted loudly.
At this moment, with a few whooshes, Zuo Zimu and others jumped up from the mountain behind. As soon as Zuo Zimu came up, he saw two people from the Shennong Gang holding hoes against nothingness.
He naturally knew that nothing would happen to Nihility, but he still immediately shouted "Don't be rude to my lord". Before he finished speaking, the long sword flashed, and two Shennong gang members holding hoes were cut off by him.
Throat, he fell to the ground with two bangs.
"You?" Sikong Xuan looked at the two men who had been lost all of a sudden. He was furious, pointed at Zuo Zimu and shouted angrily, but as soon as he saw clearly that it was Zuo Zimu, he immediately remembered his "Lord" just now.
, the one who shouted was the young man in front of him, he was immediately frightened and did not curse.
His expression changed. Now, several people on his side were poisoned by mink poison, and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced. However, the opponent had many masters. At that moment, his heart was heavy and reached the bottom.
But soon his eyes flashed, and he saw nothingness next to Zuo Zimu, and his eyes turned slightly, as if he was paying attention.dd