Four hundred and fifty-ninth chapter fattening to be slaughtered
"You... why are you here?" The fat man realized belatedly, "I... I'm not dead?!"
"Almost." Gu Yue replied, her eyes darkened, and she looked at Fatty and said, "What happened? Who trapped you here? And this formation... does it want to sacrifice your blood?"
The fat man was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something, his face instantly turned pale, and he hurriedly said, "You guys, hurry up and get out of here. They'll be back... right away."
"Who are you talking about? The Royal Saint Sect?"
"There's no time to explain." He looked at a passage on the right with a horrified look on his face, and pushed the three of them hard, "If you don't leave, they won't be able to leave. I beg you, please leave quickly! There are many of them.
You can't beat him."
"Someone is coming!" Yi Qing suddenly said, "Three wandering immortals."
The fat man's face turned even paler, as if the sky was falling.
"what to do?"
"Leave here first!" Gu Yue said.
"It's useless!" The fat man shook his head with a look of despair, "There is only one passage on the right here, can we get out..."
"Who said you have to take the right passage?" Gu Yue glanced at Yi Qing,
"Huh?"
The fat man was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, the four people disappeared in a flash.
The next moment, they appeared in the sky above the Royal Saint Sect. Gu Yue's hidden formation was activated instantly without disturbing anyone. The congratulatory crowd below had not yet dispersed, and there were three circles inside and three circles around the middle one who had just broken through to become a god.
The monks, everyone's face was filled with joy and they were smiling so much - it was annoying!
Shen Ying narrowed her eyes, "Cook..."
"Yes, Master!" Yi counted his head and flew out in a flash.
Instantly transforming into its original form, a huge golden dragon suddenly appeared in the sky. A dragon roar resounded through the night, causing the whole world to shake.
The originally noisy crowd fell silent and raised their heads in disbelief, looking at the huge golden dragon hidden among the clouds.
"Dragon...Dragon, the vision just now...isn't it over yet?"
Before everyone could react, they saw the giant dragon's body flashing with brilliance, and heard a roar, as a purple thunder volleyed down from the sky and struck directly at the body that had just experienced the disaster.
"ah!"
Before the people around him could react, they only heard the monk in the middle scream and was struck straight. The spiritual energy that had just been condensed on his body was all gone. His cultivation level dropped rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. From the early stage of becoming a god, he fell all the way.
After going down, he reached the Nascent Soul stage, the Golden Core stage... and was about to fall into the Foundation Establishment stage. Only then did the monks around him react and took action to stabilize his cultivation.
This change happened so suddenly that no one even reacted. The original cultivator of the Transformation of God fell into the form of a golden elixir cultivator. When everyone looked up again, the giant dragon in the sky disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.
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In the eyes of the monks, the fat man's injuries are actually the least important skin injuries. Even if he is just a Qi Refining monk at the lowest level, there will be no problem with dozens of scars on his body. But the fat man is a mortal. And he doesn't have any spiritual energy at all.
No, a serious cold can kill you. The wounds on his body that were deep enough to see the bones caused a large amount of blood loss. Without spiritual energy in his body, all the vitality disappeared.
If they found him later, or if it was not them, they might really have to go to the underworld to find him. Lone Yue looked at her eyes, like a piece of meat, occupying the entire bed, and finally woke up completely Fatty felt a little regretful in his heart. He did see something strange in Fatty back then, and after meeting him, he shouldn't have let him be taken back.
The elixir he gave him was an immortal-level elixir practiced by Boss Lan. The main reason was that he did not have any elixir from the lower world. The injury on the fat man's body was healed, but a mortal still couldn't stand the effects of the medicine. They brought As he was leaving, he fainted again. In the end, Shen Ying found out in time, patted him and made him spit out the half-dissolved elixir, and then he regained consciousness.
After discovering that he had left the Royal Saint Sect, the fat man was a little happy at first, but in less than two seconds his face suddenly fell. His fleshy face was almost squeezed into a lump of flesh, his expression was extremely complicated, and he looked at them with full eyes. They were all worried, so they couldn't help but hurriedly persuade them.
"Miss Shen, why don't you take me back? Then stay far away, pretend you don't know anything, and don't mention to anyone that you have seen me."
"You want to go back?" Gu Yue glanced at him up and down, a little angry, "And then you want to make another blood sacrifice?"
Hui Ze's face turned pale, as if he had been stabbed in a fatal spot, and his whole body froze. He subconsciously grabbed the corners of his clothes, lowered his head, and his whole body was filled with an aura of despair. After a while, he lowered his voice and replied. He said, "I...it's okay with me."
"Okay, don't mess around. We are already grasshoppers on the same line. Even if you don't want to implicate us, it's already too late." Gu Yue sighed, "Besides, you thought you were going to let you go, the Royal Saint Sect Is it really impossible to find out any clues?" In fact, it is really impossible to find out. With their cultivation, it is impossible to find traces of them in the entire lower realm, let alone Shen Ying here.
But the fat man's face was already ashen, and his eyes were full of guilt.
"Tell me, what's going on with you as the leader?" Gu Yue asked directly, "Why can your blood help people resist thunder?"
The fat man's eyes darkened, he lowered his head and was silent for a while, then slowly said, "I don't know about this..." He tried to smile out of habit, but it seemed like he was crying. Maybe he knew that he had lost his vest. It was almost done, and the fat man didn't hide anything, he told everything.
He has been the leader of the Royal Saint Sect since he was sensible, and has lived on the main peak since he was a child. The main peak is actually just an isolated peak above the Holy Forest, far away from the sect. Because it is surrounded by dense forests where monsters roam. , Tongxing can only wield a sword, but he has a useless spiritual root and is born unable to practice. Therefore, he has never left the main peak for half a step.
The Immortal Sect has always valued the qualifications of cultivating immortals, and treated him very politely when he was unable to practice. Although he was not required to actually manage the Royal Saint Sect, he had to pay for food and clothing, and he basically had whatever he wanted. Even the mid-sect wandering immortals or god-transforming elders would come to the peak from time to time to see him and talk to him about some big and small matters. Even the disciples who usually guard the main peak are at least golden elixir monks. They seem to respect him very much, but of course they are just looking at him. stand up……
"When did you start to realize something was wrong?" Gu Yue asked directly.
The fat man's eyes darkened, and he tightened the hand on his tight side before saying in a deep voice, "Since I was five years old, every person in the party who came to see me would...take away something. At first, it was just hair, nails, etc.
, slowly turned into blood, flesh, or..." He trembled and subconsciously hugged his left hand.
The three people across from him were silent, and Gu Yue's face turned dark. She had just treated Fatty's injuries, so she naturally knew what was different about his left hand. There were traces of regeneration of severed limbs on it.
"groove!"
He couldn't help but curse, and suddenly felt that the cook's lightning strike just now was too light.
Those monks simply raised the fat man like a pig, and they also recycled it. On the surface, they treated the fat man well, but they just let him stay in the sect willingly and be slaughtered by them. From time to time, they would bleed him, cut some meat, and then serve him.
Give some magic medicine to get parents to go back. What a good plan!