Chapter 1574 Six Swords Spirit Master, Dual Cultivation Genius!
In the city lord's palace, the old doctor was treating Qingge.
Qingge's body was bleeding excessively and her internal organs were displaced. There was a Snow Spirit Bead in her heart. If it had been before, this minor injury would not have affected her.
But she had had blood exchanged once, and there was a slight mutual repulsion between the blood and her body. Under the torment of the mist this time, Qingge's body naturally couldn't accept it for a while.
The old doctor was refining several blood-coagulating pills and spirit-gathering pills in the house. During this time, the maid in the house cooked several bowls of ginseng soup and fed it to Qing Ge.
After a whole night passed, the old doctor finally succeeded in refining the elixir. He handed the elixir to the maid, "Feed it to Miss Ye. The Bailingshen Decoction must be fed on time. The two types of elixirs should be fed one at a time."
"yes."
The old doctor nodded, turned around and walked out.
The top priority now is Mo Xie's Charming Poison. If it's just a simple Charming Poison, that's it. The key is that Mo Xie has Falling Flower Poison in his body. The Charming Poison stimulated the Falling Flower Poison, causing Mo Xie's body to get worse and worse.
The Yin Demon Lotus can melt and eliminate the charm poison.
Otherwise, once the root of the disease is left in Mo Xie's body, it means that his cultivation will only be subverted.
The old doctor walked into Mo Xie's room, took the Yin Demon Lotus, and prepared to refine the elixir.
There is only a wall between Qingge's room and Mo Xie's room. They are both lying on the bed. Qingge's body is covered with blood and scars. The old doctor has ordered that the blood on Ye Qingge's body cannot be washed away until Ye Qingge is completely healed.
It's dim, chaotic, and Qingge seems to be in darkness.
Her soul entered the magma, burning her and making her miserable.
A pair of scarlet eyes stared at her in the dark, with such a cold and sinister gaze, like the devil in the Nine Netherworld.
Xunwu's tearless eyes had not appeared in her dreams for a long time.
Those eyes were wrapping around her like poisonous snakes. She couldn't break free and couldn't breathe.
When Qingge opened her eyes, it was already the morning of the second day. The maid was sleeping beside her with her head hanging down. Qingge's movement to get up woke her up.
When the maid saw Qing Ge waking up, she was ecstatic and said, "Miss Ye, you finally woke up."
Qingge nodded and frowned. Her clothes and blood stuck to her skin, and the fishy smell was unpleasant.
The maid was also smart, and immediately helped Qingge get up, "Miss Ye, come to the bath with me."
In the huge bathing pool of the city lord's palace, there were blood-colored petals floating on the water, and warm white mist curled up. Qingge lay on the edge of the bathing pool, and the dark brown blood that clung to his body fell off.
Qingge dived into the depths of the bathtub. She closed her eyes and thought of those red eyes.
She summoned the eight-bone crocodile dragon to destroy everything Xunwulei had. If Xunwulei makes a comeback, he will definitely not let her go.
With a splash, Qing Ge emerged from the water and looked to one side with sharp eyes.
In front of the window sill, a figure stood.
"Snake burial!" Qingge gritted her teeth.
Snake Burial walked to the edge of the bathing pool unhurriedly, squatted down, and clasped Qing Ge's chin with his slender hands, "You went to Wuwu Cliff?"
Qingge used her strength to easily break free of Snake Burial's shackles, took a few steps back, and looked at Snake Burial with cold eyes, "What does it have to do with you?"
"What did you see?" Snake Burial's eyes were terrifyingly cold.
Qingge has been dealing with Snake Burial for many years, and today's Snake Burial seems a little different from usual.
A danger.
Qingge's whole body was subconsciously on guard.
She moved to the other side of the bathtub, grabbed a corner of her gown, and the moment she jumped out of the water, the clothes wrapped around her body.
Qingge's bare feet landed on the ground. The moment he stretched out his right hand, black light burst out. He held a simple black ink Mingwang sword in his hand, pointing at Snake Burial, "What do you think I should see?"
Snake Burial approaches Qing Ge step by step. With every step he takes, his aura becomes stronger. That powerful mysterious force crushes Qing Ge.
Qingge's eyes widened slightly.
Snake Burial hides too much strength and is stronger than she imagined.
Qingge's hand holding the Mingwang Sword kept trembling. When Snake Burial walked to her side, Qingge finally couldn't help it and spurted out a mouthful of blood, right on Snake Burial's face.
Snake Burial raised his hand to wipe the blood from his face, "Ye Qingge, you are a talent, no, you are a genius in the Four-Star Continent, but those who know the current affairs are heroes. There are many unknown things in this world.
The secret, do you know why it is unknown, because everyone who knows the secret is dead."
As he spoke, Snake Burial released powerful strength. A formation aperture appeared on the sole of his foot, and silver light bloomed. On the outside of the formation, six of the seven daggers lit up.
Six Swords Spiritual Master!
Snake Burial turned out to be a Six Sword Spiritual Master, a being even more powerful than Yong Ye Sheng.
In this way, she, the Three Sword Spiritual Master, was as insignificant as an ant in front of Snake Burial.
Sing softly and meditate.
What secret lies under the Wuqing Cliff that makes Snake Burial so interesting?
Snake Burial's eyes stared at her like a demon.
At that moment, Qing Ge seemed to be suffering the pain of being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.
She finally understood the difference in strength among her cultivation realms. Just three swords away made her unable to resist.
Qing Ge felt palpitated for a while.
The world only knows that Yong Ye Sheng is the strongest person, and the Five Sword Spiritual Masters are beyond reach. Little does it know that the real strong people all have hidden talents. The moment they are born, it must be the end of the world.
Snake Burial looked at her, suddenly raised his hand, and lifted the soft cloth covering his eyes.
Only one of his eyes was intact, and the other eye was said to be blind.
When the soft cloth covering his eyes was lifted, Qing Ge saw a black hole, deep in the black hole, burning with raging flames.
Endless elements of darkness emerged from the black hole, turning into giant pythons bound to Qingge.
Dark Master!
Snake Burial Dual Cultivation Spirit Master and Dark Master.
He is the Master of Six Swords. Not only that, the dark element contained in his body can be described as terrifying.
"Ye Qingge, kneel down!"
Snake Burial said coldly.
Endless aura and dark elements swept through Qingge, forcing Qingge to bend her knees.
Qingge clenched her hands into fists, with green eyes and flying white hair, looking at Snake Burial coldly.
Snake Burial was full of admiration, "He is indeed a genius."
An ordinary three-sword spiritual master could not withstand ten breaths under his double pressure, but Ye Qingge was able to persist for such a long time.
Qingge was speechless, she could only fight to the death to resist this oppression.
Snake Burial laughed and took back all his aura, "You are different from Lan Wu, you are better than her."
Snake Burial turned around and walked towards the window sill. Qingge suddenly called out to him: "Snake Burial!"
Snake Burial looked back, his eyes as cold as snow, and his other eye was a black hole of will-o'-the-wisps, like a gateway to the underworld.
Qingge asked: "Are you my enemy?"
"Enemy and friend, what do you think?"
The snake disappeared like a gust of wind into the house.
Qing Ge gasped and her body collapsed on the ground.
She was able to fight against the Four Swords Spiritual Masters, and even withstand ten attacks from the Five Swords Spiritualists. She thought she was considered a strong person in the Four-Star Continent. The appearance of Snake Burial was like a basin of cold water, dousing her.
Fanatical flames.
Not enough, far from enough.
Without strong strength, you can only die in unknown dangers.