"Of course, I am the dragon tree spirit. There is no poison in this world that I cannot cure!"
Xiaolong's voice was filled with a strong sense of confidence. After he finished speaking, he seemed to be pointing out: "And my detoxification ability is much stronger than some guys."
"Hey, little dragon, you are a tree spirit that attracts dragons. Why do you have to obey a human kid?"
For some reason, the golden snake insect could actually hear the soul transmission between Xiao Long and Yun Xiao. At that moment, a glimmer of light flashed in the snake's eyes, and he spoke angrily.
"You know nothing, he is my father, if I don't help him, why should I help you?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as the golden snake insect finished speaking, Xiaolong's disdainful voice came out instantly, which made it extremely embarrassed. This Dragon Tree has really become a spirit, and it even knows how to curse.
"Ha ha!"
Soul listened to the exchanges between the two, and Yun Xiao was in a good mood. Now he finally had someone who could cure golden snakes and insects, and he was also the dragon-drawing tree spirit that the latter valued most. Now, how could that guy be so arrogant?
"Oh, there really is a son like a father, Xiaolong, you've learned so badly!"
After the embarrassment, Golden Snake Insect seemed to have no way to deal with Xiaolong. He couldn't help but sigh, feeling that iron could never become steel.
"I'm happy to do it, can you take care of it?"
Xiaolong always had a bad tone when facing this golden snake insect. But after saying these words, he turned to Yun Xiao's soul and said: "Dad, I'm going to take action, you're just pretending!"
Yun Xiao understood, and immediately stretched out his left hand to touch Xuan Haoran's other wrist, and then an aura containing extremely strong vitality burst out from his body.
This aura does not belong to Yun Xiao's left leg's wood-attributed ancestral vein, but to the power of the Yinlongshu. Of course, in this Qianlong Continent, even the earth-level pulse refiner Ran Xing has no idea about the Yinlongshu.
A kind of fetish.
"What's going on?"
Although Ran Xing and Xuan Jiuding couldn't sense the aura of the Yinlongshu, they could sense the changes in Xuan Haoran's body. It seemed that as soon as the aura from Yun Xiao came out, Xuan Haoran's breathing became a little heavier.
You must know that no matter what methods the previous pulse refiners used, Xuan Haoran did not change at all. The most they could do was induce the poison of the soul-eating scent, which made him miserable.
But now, as the strong breath of life comes out of Yun Xiao, Xuan Haoran has undergone obvious changes. Not only Ran Xing and Xuan Jiuding can see this, but also the pulse refiners next to them.
induction.
"Could it be that Sect Leader Yan can really resolve the poison in the former leader's body?"
After the previous trial, everyone knew that Xuan Haoran was poisoned, and the situation at this moment seemed to explain some problems to them.
Such a change made Ran Xing's eyes no longer slightly open and closed. Instead, they opened wide at this moment, and their eyes were filled with light, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.
"Old guy, you really have some skills!"
At this moment, Ran Xing felt that the poisonous scent of his spirit-eating scent was being swallowed up bit by bit, and Ran Xing had to admit that Yan Zong, the leader of the Yin Feng Sect, still had some tricks up his sleeve.
But with him here, even if this high-level spirit-level pulse refiner had the means, how could he succeed? In the next moment, Ran Xing's right hand, hidden under the black sleeve, had gently pinched a seal.
Then it suddenly changes.
"What's wrong?"
No one saw the changes in Ran Xing's handprint, but at this moment, they suddenly saw Xuan Haoran, who was lying motionless on the bed, his whole body twitching violently, as if he might die at any time.
"Damn old guy!"
The bystanders didn't know what happened, but Yun Xiao, who was detoxifying Xuan Haoran, cursed secretly deep in his heart, because he knew that it was the old guy Ran Xing who was secretly using evil methods again.
You must know that Yun Xiao is the only one who has come into contact with Xuan Haoran at this moment. If not Ran Xing, the poisoner who destroys the soul and binds the fragrance, who can make the poison intensify at such a long distance?
Yes, under Ran Xing's method, the soul-eating scent in Xuan Haoran's body instantly became a little stronger. If Xiaolong hadn't been devouring it for him, he might have been able to kill him at this moment.
life.
"Xiaolong, can you still hold on?"
Such a strong poison made De Yunxiao a little worried about Xiaolong. After all, this man had just cultivated his spiritual wisdom and transformed into a human form. If he was in danger because of the poison on earth, he would rather give up on saving Xuan Haoran first.
"Dad, don't worry, this earth-level poison can't even hurt a leaf of mine!"
Xiaolong's somewhat proud voice came to his ears, and Yun Xiao felt relieved. At the same time, he laughed at himself, secretly thinking that Xiaolong was a dragon-drawing tree spirit. Compared to his own human body, he was probably many times more powerful, right?
"Um?"
Here Yun Xiao was talking to Xiaolong Soul, and Ran Xing, who was performing his tricks, was no longer so calm. Seeing him suddenly stand up, everyone onlookers were shocked.
The incident that happened just now made everyone have some speculations, thinking that the Yinfeng Sect leader must have found some way, and maybe he could really cure Xuan Haoran.
But Ran Xing's behavior at this moment left everyone puzzled. Could it be that Yan Zong's method was effective and he wasn't very happy? The twinkling lights in the eyes of some people with sharp minds couldn't help but become a little more intense.
Ran Xing's state was so abnormal, it seemed like he was fighting with Yan Zong. Every time this guy made any move, Xuan Haoran's body would tremble a few times, which can already explain some problems.
"It should be...impossible!"
When such a thought flashed through many people's minds, their footsteps moved involuntarily towards the palace door, because they suddenly realized that they seemed to be involved in an internal struggle within the royal family.
Hit.
Not to mention the mood of the pulse refiner who was watching, Xuan Jiuding's expression on the side was also very ugly. He had not calculated that the Yinfeng Sect leader who came today could actually dissolve the soul-corroding scent.
A highly toxic method.
Moreover, Yan Zong's methods seemed to catch even Ran Xing off guard, otherwise this low-level pulse refiner would not have lost his composure like this.
It's a pity that how could Yun Xiao's potential methods be known to outsiders? No matter how Ran Xing stimulated the poison that corroded the soul-binding fragrance and raged in Xuan Haoran's body, Yun Xiao's speed in decomposing the poison was not at all
Not a minute slower.
"We can't let this guy continue!"
Ran Xing, who had tried many methods to no avail, finally realized that there might be something he didn't know about this old guy named Yan Zong, and made a decision instantly.
"You are so bold that you dare to assassinate the Lord of Haoran. What crime should you be punished for?"
Just when everyone was staring at Yan Zong and Xuan Haoran in deep thought, a sharp shout suddenly came from Ran Xing's mouth, making everyone's hearts tremble as they had no idea where the words came from.
"Yan Zong, why don't you let go? Are you trying to make an enemy of my entire Xuanyue royal family?"
As smart as Xuan Jiuding, he understood the meaning of Ran Xing's words in just one sentence. He immediately agreed with a stern face, and his voice was filled with a strong hint of threat.
From Ran Xing's actions and words, Xuan Jiuding knew that he had made a miscalculation after all today. This leader of the Yinfeng Sect actually had the means to remove the soul-corroding scent from the binding. This was really unexpected.
However, this is the Xuanyue Palace, and Xuan Haoran has not yet woken up. With a powerful person like Ran Xing sitting in charge, the Xuan Jiuding Liangyan Sect cannot make any waves.
"Yan Zong, if my father has any shortcomings, I, the Xuanyue Royal Family, will fight your Yinfeng Sect to the death!"
Seeing that Yan Zong had no intention of stopping at all, Xuan Jiuding was so anxious that he could no longer care about so much. After yelling viciously, he shouted directly: "Mr. Ran Xing, please take action and put the
Kill the murderer who dares to assassinate my father!"
His plan was ruined, how could Xuan Jiuding be in a good mood? Now he wanted to make it look like Yan Zong secretly harmed Xuan Haoran in the name of curing diseases.
Xuan Jiuding believes that as long as Yan Zong can be killed here, then everyone present today will never dare to go against his will again, even if he has doubts, for the sake of his family and sect.
Chewing the tongue.
"You don't know how to live or die, why don't you let go?"
Even without Xuan Jiuding's order, Ran Xing would not have been able to sit idly by and ignore it. He heard a loud shout coming from his mouth, and the next moment, he had already grabbed Yun Xiao on the back of the neck without hesitation.
But what Ran Xing didn't see was that when he came over, a flash of joking flashed across Yun Xiao's eyes, and then he turned slightly sideways and looked over Xuan Haoran's right wrist.
, suddenly ejected an invisible mist.
"not good!"
Ran Xing couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this, because he was not unfamiliar with that invisible aura. It was the spirit-eclipsing aura that he used to make Xuan Haoran look like this.
It's just that Ran Xing can't figure out why this poisonous fragrance that has been absorbed by Xuan Haoran's meridians and flesh has changed to its original appearance. If he is infected by this poisonous fragrance, even if he has an antidote, it will probably be an extremely troublesome thing.
ah.
call……
With almost a subconscious movement, Ran Xing's body slightly dodged to the left, and the invisible mist passed by his side, but in the end it still failed to hurt him at all.
Ran Xing's subconscious action prevented him from being hit by the mist, but don't forget that it was mist. As long as he was breathing, he could not avoid it.
"Damn it!"
Therefore, Ran Xing, who had just turned sideways, smelled a vague scent in his nose, and he cursed secretly, and his body became a little sore at this moment.