They were from the Yunyan Sect, a one-star sect, and they had a lot of anti-poison elixirs on them. However, when faced with Mu Qianxi's strange poison, the effect was obviously much worse, which made them miserable.
Yun Hua said: "Vicious little girl, I really misjudged the wrong person."
Mu Qianxi said with a joking smile: "You're the worst bastard in Snow Island, you're blindly blaming me!"
She, Patriarch Mu, had never been a harmless little white rabbit, and everything was just Yun Hua's wishful thinking.
"Boom boom boom!"
They were poisoned and their spiritual power was constantly at work. The two holy beasts exerted their power, making it difficult for them to deal with them.
"Master Yun, we must find a way, otherwise we won't be able to sustain it."
"Master Nephew Yun, we must find a way to detoxify."
At this time, it was urgent, and they were extremely anxious.
The poison is affecting their strength, and as a result, they can't even kill a little girl of king rank.
"Whoa!" The exit of a medicine needle passed by Yun Hua's ear, almost scratching his skin.
Yun Hua said: "Girl Xi, I have taken care of you so much along the way, do you want to repay kindness with hatred?"
Mu Qianxiruo especially nodded and said: "Well! You have taken good care of me along the way? Am I not repaying you well now?"
"Repay, can you call this a reward?" Yun Hua's face turned pale.
"If you don't think it's okay, I think it's fine." A sneer appeared on Mu Qianxi's lips, and the Flame Dragon Sword roared out again.
"The Flame Dragon kills!"
"Boom!"
Because the poisoned spiritual power was out of control, Yun Hua was unable to avoid Mu Qianxi's attack this time.
For a time, the clean white robe was directly burned into several big holes by the fire dragon, and a lot of black hair was also burned.
"You..." Yun Hua glared at Mu Qianxi with great anger, wanting to tear Mu Qianxi into pieces.
But now that he is completely at a disadvantage in this aspect, he will never fight against Mu Qianxi without any sense.
Yun Hua no longer attacked Mu Qianxi, but took action to capture Nanchao.
Nan Chao exclaimed: "Master Yun, you..."
"Shut up!"
In the current situation, this group of people will be dealt with by that girl, he must escape quickly!
The fastest way to escape is to open the altar and enter the Southern Mist Tower.
Mu Qianxi knew her plan and chased after her. Seeing that Mu Qianxi was approaching him, Yun Hua hurriedly said: "Stop her! Stop him at all costs."
Even if they were poisoned, they could still barely stop Mu Qianxi, a king of the rank.
Nan Chao shouted: "Master Yun, no! I haven't had enough rest."
"The spiritual power in me is not good, not enough..."
Today's Yun Hua doesn't have much patience. He said coldly: "How can you come up with so much nonsense?"
He carried Yun Hua to the altar. With a move of his sword, Nan Chao's injury was directly cut with a blood mark that was as deep as the bone.
"Ah!" Nanchao screamed heartbreakingly. Yun Hua was really cruel. If such a deep wound was not treated properly, his hand would be destroyed.
Blood flowed continuously into the entrance of the altar. I don't know how much blood flowed, but the altar didn't respond at all.
The elders of Yunyan Sect on the other side suffered more and more heavy losses. Yun Hua said coldly: "He is really a waste!"
Nan Chao, who had lost too much blood, turned pale and said: "I...I really can't survive. Lord Yun, please spare my life!"
"Cough cough cough!" Yun Hua waved his hand and threw some pills into Nan Chao's mouth.
For a time, Nan Chao's spiritual power surged. "It must be that your spiritual power is insufficient. Replenish your spiritual power and you can open it."
The terrifying spiritual power surge almost shattered his meridians. Nan Chao felt huge beads of sweat on his forehead, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
Although the pill can raise his spiritual power to its peak, once the effect wears off, he will become a complete waste.
Nan Chao stared at Yun Hua with eyes wide open and said: "Yun Hua, you are so cruel, so cruel!"
Faced with his accusation, Yun Hua disagreed.
Although his method was extreme, it was effective.
The Nanwu Divine Clan, which had been silent all this time, suddenly erupted with a vibrating sound.
"Boom boom boom!"
The altar was slowly moving away, revealing a road.
"Bang!" Yun Hua threw the half-dead Nanchao aside like trash.
He looked at the other people and said: "The passage has been opened. Don't get entangled with this little girl. Let's go in quickly!"
"yes!"
Just when they were about to rush in, several white figures passed by, and the Snow Emperor said coldly: "If you want to enter the tower, you have to ask me if I agree."
Yun Hua looked gloomy, "Snow Emperor, I didn't expect you to come here alive. I won't let you ruin my good deeds."
Next, a fight broke out between the Yunyan Sect's group and the Snow Emperor's group.
Mu Qianxi said: "Wudi, Xiaohong, let them fight! Let's go!"
The purple figure rushed into the passage under the altar, and Yun Hua cursed: "Damn it!"
The Snow Emperor murmured in a low voice, "It's so heartless! Just leave me like this."
"boom!"
There was a fierce fight at the top, and Mu Qianxi had already left.
I don't know how long it takes to walk up the stairs to the end. It's pitch black all around. After walking for a while, three light blue doors appear in front of me.
Three identical doors were given to Mu Qianxi to choose from. Mu Qianxi whispered: "Invincible, Xiaohong, which door should you choose?"
Xiao Hong said: "I believe the master will definitely choose the best one."
"Me too." Wudi said.
Mu Qianxi raised her hand and said, "Just the one on the far left."
"Bang!" As soon as Mu Qianxi touched the door, she felt a force pulling her in.
She seemed to have come to a world of blue glass, and a mechanical voice came out, "Skeleton age is sixteen years old, second-level spiritual king, second-level spiritual king, holy level talent. Not of the blood of the Nanwu God Clan, can accept the first three levels of the divine tower.
Are you willing to accept the test?"
Mu Qianxi asked: "If you are not of the Nanwu Divine Clan's bloodline, can you not accept the next test?"
"It's not absolute. If you achieve peak results in the first three levels, even if you are not from the Southern Mist God Clan, you can still accept the next test. However, in the past thousand years, such people have rarely appeared."
Mu Qianxi said: "Okay, I will accept the first three tests first."
"There is no danger of death in the first three tests, but there will be some injuries."
"Thanks for the reminder." It seems that the weapon spirit in charge of this sacred tower is quite humane.
But when Mu Qianxi accepted the harsh test, she really wanted to take back her current thoughts!
A blue light pulled Mu Qianxi in, and the mechanical voice came out again. "Welcome to the first test."
