With some unabashed sarcasm, Yi Xuanbai discovered that even if she knew that Xu Tianxing did this deliberately, she still had no way to deal with him.
At least here far away from Xuanyuan Tianzong, Yi Xuanbai's cultivation level is not comparable to that of Xu Tianxing, and his status is also inferior, so he is powerless.
"No one wants to delay Senior Brother Qiao, but Ye Qian is not good enough, so there is nothing I can do." Xu Tianxing said with a hint of warning, "Take care of Senior Brother Qiao, I will contact the sect. More importantly,
The thing is, don’t make the mistake of yourself.”
"I understand." Yi Xuanbai's throat was a little dry, and he nodded numbly. He knew that he couldn't do anything but he was a fool. She was born in the Yi family, the top family of Xuanyuan Tianzong, and she knew what to do in any situation and to compromise.
, just don’t hold on, otherwise she will be the one who suffers in the end, and it may even affect Senior Brother Qiao.
Xu Tianxing nodded, with a smile of victory, and left the room briskly. Although Ye Qian was not burned to ashes by the strange poison of Nanming Fire like the unlucky inner disciple, the situation just now clearly showed that
Ye Qian has been poisoned, but he doesn't know how to stabilize the strange poison.
It didn't work completely, but it finally tricked Ye Qian. If the strange poison of Nanminghuo is as powerful as imagined, there is still a slight possibility that Ye Qian will die directly.
The reason why he thinks this is that Xu Tianxing clearly knows that the four Dao Realm sages who went to the Void Spirit Realm to arrange the trial venue will come back tonight. In less than half a day, if Ye Qian cannot suppress the strange poison in his body,
If he is suppressed, his life will at least be saved when the Demon Lord from Xingxu Heavenly Palace comes back, but it is hard to say whether he can continue to participate in the trial of the Battle of the Dragon.
No matter what, he, Xu Tianxing, found out that he had tricked Ye Qian and had done great service to the sect. Yi Xuanbai was just a mere courtesy. He was just to give the Yi family face. At the critical moment, if he dared to grin at him, Xu Tianxing would slap him.
Tell her what reality is.
As for now, Xu Tianxing plans to use the reception circle to report Qiao Yiyu's situation back to the sect. Everything will be subject to the sect's orders. Of course, he has not forgotten to report his own achievements along the way.
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Unlike Ye Qian who was calm and calm when he entered the Xuanyuan Tianzong Courtyard, he was even a little embarrassed when he left.
His palms were bleeding profusely, his face was pale, and his steps were hurried. Coupled with the worried and ugly Wang Quanfugui next to him, it could be said that many disciples and servants of Xuanyuan Tianzong were shocked.
Even without saying anything, everyone knew that Ye Qian had definitely failed and might even have been injured by Nan Minghuo's strange poison.
After Ye Qian and Wang Quan Fugui left, the news came from the outer sect elder Xu Tianxing. Everyone knew that Ye Qian was accidentally infected with the strange poison of Nanming Fire during the diagnosis, and his injuries were unknown.
In the Imperial City of Dayu, except for the Jade Cauldron Tianzong, there is no better top ninth-grade alchemy master.
As a last resort, we can only report the current situation back to the sect and see what the sect thinks about it.
No one thinks there is anything wrong with Xu Tianxing's treatment. The Daewoo Dynasty's worship is not good. Ye Qian, a top 100 genius in the world, can't take advantage of Nan Minghuo's strange poison. He even fell into the trap himself. Things have gone beyond them.
The only way to deal with it is to ask for help from the sect.
When the news was passed back, the sect must have great opinions on their elders and disciples who came here early, but there was no way, everyone knew that they had no choice, it was better to have opinions than the consequences would become more and more serious.
But in Beppu, there are still some people who thought more after hearing the news, and either made excuses to leave, or directly used identity tokens to pass the news to certain special people.
Ye Qian himself did not deliberately hide his injuries. He let blood drip from his palms all the way back to the No. 1 alchemy room in the world. When the royal family was hesitant to speak, he gave him a relieved smile and said: "Don't worry.
It’s not as serious as you think.”
"Well, I'll wait for you outside. If you need anything, just tell me." Wang Quan Fugui could only say this.
Ye Qian smiled, entered the exclusive alchemy room, sat cross-legged on the futon, put his injured right hand in front of his eyes, and the wound he cut healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But Ye Qian knew that the real injury was not the incision, but the strange poison from the heavens that was tightly locked into the bone marrow of his palm by his great energy of creation and destruction.
The power of the soul penetrated into the palm of his hand. His palm was now like Qiao Yiyu's body. The meridians and flesh were empty without any spiritual power, until Ye Qian's soul penetrated the bones and penetrated into the bone marrow.
Ye Qian saw countless purple-black skeletons with their hollow eye sockets flashing with blood, and their jagged sharp teeth wide open to gnaw at his bone marrow. This made Ye Qian shudder and the hairs all over his body stood up.
What the hell is this! Ye Qian's heart trembled. You must know that this is his own bone marrow. If the purple-black skeleton transformed by the strange poison of Nanming Fire swallows up the bone marrow in his hand bones, his hands will be useless.
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This is his right hand, the right hand that he actually wields the sword with.
If this situation continues, Ye Qian can only cut off his right hand to stop the loss in time.
But even with the ninth-grade flesh and blood regeneration pill, with his current level of cultivation, it is definitely not something that can be completed in a year or two if he wants to completely give birth to a right hand, let alone the new right hand, which is definitely not as useful as the original one.
No matter in every aspect, it absolutely lags behind other parts of the physical body. He still has to spend a lot of time to refine and improve his right hand again.
How could Ye Qian tolerate this happening?
Before Ye Qian could finish his thoughts, the purple-black skeleton in his bone marrow seemed to sense the power of Ye Qian's soul, and turned into a black light, instantly piercing it without giving Ye Qian any chance to react.
The protection formed by the true secret method of the Void Soul Dao outside the soul didn't even have a chance to react, and was driven straight in by the strange poison.
Cold sweat oozed from Ye Qian's forehead in the blink of an eye, and his heart was beating wildly. Fortunately, it seemed that the power of Ye Qian's soul was more difficult to deal with than the spiritual power of the magic source. Countless purple-black skeletons poured into the soul, growing and sharp.
His teeth wanted to devour it, but they couldn't tear off any bit of it.
"What the hell is that?" The Wuji Dao Weapon Divine Desolate Cauldron in Ye Qian's soul sea sensed something unusual and asked unhappily. Then he seemed to recognize the thing immediately and exclaimed: "The Lord of the ninth-grade poison refining master.
Poison, I haven’t seen him for a long time. He’s really kind and full of spirituality. Even if he was top grade in ancient times, he is just a hair away from the top grade Lord Poison. With his complete background, he might even be able to become a master of alchemy one step ahead of you.
realm, and he is also an even rarer poison refining master."
"Don't talk nonsense, help me extract this poison from my soul and body first!"
Ye Qian said angrily that he was not really careless this time when he was poisoned, but did it intentionally. With the Wuji Taoist Divine Desolate Cauldron in his possession, even if he could not detoxify the poison for a while, he could use the Divine Desolate Cauldron to remove the poison from his body.
After peeling it off, there was still no problem at all.
It's just that Ye Qian was a little too exaggerated just now and underestimated the power of Nan Minghuo's poison, so he didn't use the Divine Desolate Cauldron to peel off the poison into the Divine Desolate Cauldron immediately.
Otherwise, across the Divine Desolate Cauldron, Ye Qian would not be in any danger at all by using his soul to detect and analyze Nan Minghuo's monarch poison.
"Tsk, tsk, it's not me. With your death-seeking character, the grass on your grave is already three feet tall!" Shenhuang Cauldron Spirit mocked Ye Qian while deriving a snake-like tentacle, opening its mouth wide, and directly invaded Ye Qian.
The king's poison in his soul was swallowed.
"Although it's useless, the taste after a long time is still good." Shenhuang Cauldron Ling chuckled and urged Ye Qian: "Use my cauldron body to take out the Jun Po in your right hand. I'll keep it and change the flavor from time to time.
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"..." When Ye Qian heard this, he twitched the corner of his mouth and wordlessly took out the Divine Desolate Cauldron. He placed his poisoned right hand directly on the cauldron. A mysterious and obscure aura of creation spread from the cauldron into Ye Qian's palm, repairing Ye Qian's quilt along the way.
The poison destroys the meridians and flesh and blood until it reaches the marrow of the palm.
He no longer had the arrogance, domineering and desperate devouring intention when he encountered Ye Qian's magic source spiritual power and divine soul power. When Jun Du encountered the obscure aura of creation, he felt like he had encountered an irresistible terrifying existence.
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Ye Qian could even clearly feel Jun Du's trembling fear. He huddled into a purple-black ball of light without any resistance, and followed the obscure aura of creation to leave Ye Qian's right hand and throw himself into the Divine Desolate Cauldron.
Without the poison of Nanminghuo, Ye Qian unlocked the two auras of creation and destruction blocked in his right hand. The purple-gold magic source spiritual power poured into his right hand again, quickly filling the repaired flesh and blood and meridians. Ye Qian even felt
His right hand is even much better than before.
"Who was that breath just now?" Ye Qian's heart moved, and he asked the God of Desolate Cauldron Cauldron with a flattering look. If he could temper his entire body with that breath, I think his strength and foundation could be further enhanced.
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"The purest power of creation. When you reach the fourth level of the Dao Realm, with my help, you can probably understand a little bit. I don't have much myself, so don't think about good things. I just repaired some damage and it didn't consume much. If you really want
Tempering my body with the purest power of creation, you can help me completely repair it first, so that I can almost return to the state of the victory period!"
Shenhuang Cauldron Spirit has been following Ye Qian for so long. As long as Ye Qian opens the door, he will know what Ye Qian is going to fart and mercilessly eliminate Ye Qian's thoughts. Now he has swallowed up the power of creation.
The best Taoist weapon of the Creation Department, the Spring Flower Mirror, comes from it.
Even if he is the cauldron spirit who created the Infinite Taoist Weapon God Desolate Cauldron, the cauldron body has not been completely repaired and the strength of the period of complete victory has not been restored. It is impossible to create the purest power of creation out of nothing. He can only do so by swallowing heavy treasures.
Save some.
"Oh!" Ye Qian was a little disappointed. He was just at the peak of the eighth level of the Dao Realm. If the battle of Dragon Creation in Dayu went well, he could successfully advance to a small level of the ninth level of the Dao Realm. However, at the fourth level of the Dao Realm,
Who knows when he will reach that level of cultivation, it's too far away.
Ye Qian returned his attention to the Divine Desolate Cauldron. A group of purple-black light floated up and down in the cauldron. This was one of Nanming Huo's greatest reliance...