Powerful spiritual power enveloped the surroundings, and no one was left behind in the thousands of Moqin armors. Everyone was isolated in the world of Senluo Hell.
Everyone saw darkness in front of their eyes, and their ears were filled with all kinds of resentful voices. All the negative emotions surged into their hearts, and some mentally fragile people collapsed and cried.
The faces of General Rao Shihu and others are getting uglier and uglier. Even with their strength, they are unable to see through the world of Senluo Hell. In an isolated world, no matter how powerful Rao Shihu is, they cannot play a role.
"Chu Yiyi, if you have the ability, come out and fight with me. How can you use conspiracy and calculation?" General Tiger roared sternly.
In the hell of Senluo, this negative emotion became more and more serious. He could not help but tremble.
Whoosh...
Chu Yiyi's figure appeared and said calmly: "Do you want to challenge me to a duel?"
The corners of his mouth raised slightly.
General Tiger seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, with a look of ecstasy in his eyes. Under such circumstances, meeting the enemy made him feel relieved.
Finally someone showed up.
"Yes!" He shouted angrily with serious eyes.
"You don't deserve it!" Chu Yiliu chuckled, shook his head and said, "Feel the fear of death."
The voice lingered in General Tiger's ears, but the figure had disappeared.
"Don't run!" General Tiger's face became extremely ugly, and he swung his battle ax wildly in the direction where Chu Yiliu disappeared.
Boom boom boom...
Shocking roars were heard one after another, and spiritual energy surged rapidly in the darkness. But Chu Yiliu's figure had disappeared.
Chu Yiliu hovered over thousands of armors, his figure shining with a faint light. The longer the group of Mo Qin armors stayed in the formation, the stronger the accumulated resentment became, and the more powerful the Senluo Hell became.
.
If this cycle continues, waiting for thousands of Mo Qin armors will lead to a dead end.
Although the method was somewhat cruel, Chu Yiyi had no choice. Who among the Ula tribesmen who died in their hands before would avenge them?
Killing one person can save hundreds of people, so why not?
He sat down cross-legged, and a huge avenue tree appeared above his head. Wisps of spiritual power were connected with the formation. His spiritual power was also slowly increasing.
Screams could be heard from time to time in the formation. However, if Chu Yiliuwang didn't notice, his mental power continued to be released as the Senluo Hell strengthened, spreading further and further.
Every slight movement on the ground will be transmitted to his sea of consciousness.
"Huh? Mo Ji!" He suddenly found that Mo Ji was curled up into a ball, with a pool of pus on his body, and he looked extremely terrifying.
Damn, I almost forgot!
Now is not the time to practice mental strength!
He suddenly opened his eyes, his lips trembled slightly, and the voice suddenly exploded in Mo Ji's mind.
"Fat man, wake up!" The voice sounded like thunder, but Mo Ji didn't react at all.
"Fat man, wake up!" He increased his voice output again. Mo Ji shivered slightly, and soon there was no movement again.
Chu Yiliu's eyes flickered uncertainly. He learned from the sea of medicine ghost consciousness that this poison was called "blood poison" and was specifically targeted at body-refining cultivators.
Because he cultivated both body and qi, he was not eroded by the blood poison. However, Mo Ji was different. He was a pure body-refining monk and was the target of the blood poison.
Moreover, because the fight was too fierce before, Mo Ji used the powerful power of earth veins, and the blood poison had spread all over his body, and now it was extremely troublesome to deal with it.
His expression moved slightly and he said sternly: "Fat man, save me!"
Suddenly, Mo Ji, who was unconscious at first, sat up suddenly, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he roared: "Who dares to touch my first-class brother!"
His eyes were covered with thick water, but he was full of murderous intent.
Chu Yiliu couldn't help but be moved in his heart. He didn't expect that this fat man survived a narrow escape and still remembered him. He sighed heavily, thinking of the master-disciple friendship back then.
well!
Chu Yiliu exhaled and shouted: "Fat man, listen carefully, I will teach you how to restrain blood poison!"
His lips trembled and he told Mo Ji all the information he got from Yao Gui. However, vaguely, he felt that this was not enough because the blood poison in Mo Ji's body was already very deep.
After Mo Ji woke up and heard Chu Yiliu's voice, he immediately sat down cross-legged and began to refine the blood poison in his body. The spiritual materials from heaven and earth turned into spiritual energy and were inhaled into his belly.
This kind of blood poison can cause great harm to the body refiner, but it has no defense against spiritual energy. With spiritual energy, they cannot survive at all.
However, after all, Mo Ji had never refined spiritual energy, so the spiritual energy could not penetrate the body at all. Only the blood vessels and the body surface where the spiritual energy could reach, the blood poison was killed.
Dong dong dong...
Mo Ji's heart was beating gently, and another mouthful of reverse blood spurted out.
Chu Yiliu suddenly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Fat man, come here!"
Simply relying on natural resources and treasures will treat the symptoms but not the root cause.
Chu Yiliu decided to cleanse his muscles and marrow, but there was no such extremely rare treasure here.
But, there is someone!
Thousands of armored soldiers, General Tiger and others, most of these guys are Qi refiners. If all the spiritual Qi in their bodies were collected, it would be more than enough to help Mo Ji cleanse his muscles and cut their marrow.
Whoosh...
Chu Yiliu's body turned into countless afterimages and appeared in front of everyone in an instant. His lips trembled slightly: "Break this afterimage with all your strength and you can leave."
In an instant, the thousands of armored monks who were originally desperate all opened their eyes wide, with hope in their desperate eyes.
It was as if they had grasped a life-saving straw in the darkness. To this day, no matter what Chu Yiliu said, they were willing to do it as long as they could get them out of here.
As he spoke, everyone immediately attacked the afterimage.
Countless rays of light rose into the sky, and the spiritual light was extremely dazzling. Chu Yiliu stood in the sky, suddenly opened his eyes, and shouted angrily: "Spirit Melting Technique!"
boom...
There was a loud noise, and a huge furnace of heaven and earth appeared above the head, frantically refining this huge spiritual energy. Countless different spiritual energy attacks were integrated into one in the furnace of heaven and earth.
The power of thousands of people is so terrifying.
Chu Yiliu pointed his finger in the air and roared towards Mo Ji.
ah!
Mo Ji screamed, and countless points of blood suddenly exploded from his body, with bones exposed in many places. Powerful spiritual energy fell from the sky, washing over his body, forcefully forcing him out step by step.
"Fat man, hold on!" Chu Yiliu roared.
Cleansing the tendons and cutting the marrow is inherently an extremely painful thing. However, once successful, the blood poison in Mo Jibu's body can be eliminated, and his strength will be significantly improved.
The benefits are definitely huge!
And this is the only way to save life!
Mo Ji trembled violently, gritted his teeth, and walked step by step against the frenzy of spiritual energy. Every step he took was extremely difficult.
The flesh and blood on his face was washed away by the violent spiritual energy, revealing the white bones, which was extremely terrifying.
His figure was constantly twisting in the violent wave of spiritual energy, and Chu Liuliu also had a worried look on his face. The impact of spiritual energy from thousands of people was no joke.
"You must hold on!" He thought silently in his heart.
Mo Ji took a step forward, but was quickly rushed out again.
Fall down and get up again.
Fall again, get up again.
He became more and more embarrassed, and finally even crawled, moving inch by inch.
"ah!"
A deafening roar sounded, and a black energy appeared on the fat man's body. Gradually, the black energy became more and more, lifting him up from the ground.
Boom...
Taking one step forward, the steps are extremely firm.
Done?
Chu Yiliu's eyes lit up and he exhaled heavily. Soon, the flesh and blood on Mo Ji's body began to heal, and the surging power of the earth continued to gather into his body.
And the spiritual energy in mid-air became weaker and weaker. Many armored men fell down directly, and many people lost their strength and died.
Thousands of Qin's tiger and wolf troops are now vulnerable to a single blow.
Chu Yiyi's eyes were slightly cold, and the Divine Light Art penetrated the consciousness of General Tiger and others, and several of the culprits were immediately eliminated. As for the other Mo Qin Iron Armor, whether they can leave the Forbidden Immortal Territory alive depends on their abilities.
Dong dong dong...
Figures fell to the ground one after another.
Chu Yiliu also staggered and almost fell to the ground. Using the Spirit Melting Technique with such intensity also took a huge toll on him.
"Brother Yi Yi, I'm... okay." Mo Ji said in a hoarse voice. Although his body was scarred, the blood poison had been eliminated.
Moreover, after recovery, the strength will definitely reach a higher level.
"As long as it's okay, that's okay." Chu Yiyi nodded and said with difficulty: "Let's go!"
The two of them supported each other and walked away.
However, soon, a powerful aura roared in like a meteorite.
What?
Chu Yiliu suddenly frowned. How could he still have such a powerful force? Could it be that the battle between the high priest and Granny Wujiang has already been decided?
Bang...
While he was pondering, a loud noise came from a distance. The breath landed a few miles away from them. Chu Yiliu frowned slightly and looked at Mo Ji.
"Let's go and have a look." It's very possible that that breath is the high priest.
If they don't go and see it, how can they rest assured?
The two of them supported each other and headed in that direction.
After walking for half a day over a distance of several miles, we finally saw a huge crater with a radius of several hundred feet.
"Brother Yi Yi, he is really... the high priest!" Mo Ji felt a thump in his heart and his expression suddenly changed.
What?
Chu Yiliu took a deep breath.
Under the pit, the two of them met the high priest.
The high priest's robes were in pieces, but his expression was extremely calm.
"Are you here?" His hoarse voice sounded, as if he had guessed that Chu Yiyi and the others would come.
Mo Ji glanced at Chu Yiliu and immediately prostrated: "High Priest, are you okay?"
However, the high priest seemed not to hear.
Chu Yiliu shook his head gently and sighed: "The high priest is dead."
Yes, the high priest in front of them is dead. What is talking to them now is just a fragment of the high priest's consciousness, which can be regarded as the high priest's last words.
"Two little brothers, I have a merciless request. I shouldn't trouble you. However, it is really hard for me to leave the Ula people. Alas... we are both of Chi You's blood, and it is so sad not to be able to see them prosper one day.
Oh!"
With a long sigh, the high priest slowly closed his eyes.
His meaning was already very obvious. As a genius of the Jiuli tribe, he was unwilling to ask for help, even before his death. This was his arrogance.
As for whether to do it or not, it all depends on the two of them.
"High Priest, don't worry, we will finish what you haven't finished." Chu Yiliu said softly. He took off the jade pendant from the high priest's waist that symbolized his identity, and then filled the huge hole with Mo Ji.
The Ula tribe, starting from today, their fates will be connected.