Nightmare was parasitized in Qingge's body, understanding Qingge's situation, and was anxious.

Suddenly, a light of light flashed in the nightmare.

"It's the Demon Spirit Poison Fire, yes, it's the Demon Spirit Poison Fire, there's no mistake!" Yan shouted.

"Demon Spirit Poison Fire?" Qingge frowned.

After she came to the Four-Star Continent, although she had browsed and read many books, familiar and small unknown things, she also knew some of them, but she was not as powerful as she knew everything and knew everything.

Therefore, even though she knew what poison it was, she still knew nothing and her mind was blank.

She is not a pharmacist and alchemist. She has no other magical medicine except the Immortal Flower. But now that even the Immortal Flower has lost its effect, she is really helpless.

"The Demon Spirit Poison Fire is a poison condensed with the resentment of the monsters above the level." Yan said: "Like the Great Compassion San, they are poisons that are forbidden to be refined, but the Demon Spirit Poison Fire is rarely known."

Qingge lowered his eyes, leaned against Guihaiyan, looking for warmth in his wings, and listened to Yan to continue talking.

"As the name suggests, the demon spirit, the soul of the demon beast."

Nightmare said calmly: "Like the blood puppet in your realm of nothingness, and the black demon guards of Jialan, they are all puppets of walking dead, and the manufacturing process of the demon spirit poisonous fire is even more outrageous and terrible. It is said that

Some people who specialize in creating puppets are called craftsmen. They have special secret techniques to peel and cramp high-level monsters, then release the blood of high-level monsters, use their bones and flesh to make fire, and burn the soul placed in the medicine bottle

In the state, after 49 days, the soul also died, so he poured blood into the medicine bottle, sealed it, and kept it in the ice and snow for half a year, and then in the extremely hot place for half a year. Later, when it was taken out, due to the characteristics of the monster,

The blood in the medicine bottle mixed with the peeled soul will turn blue, and the surface will be shining with a faint blue light."

After a pause, Yanyan said again: "As long as the wound is stained a little, it will begin to numb the nerves and make people feel unconscious. However, people's consciousness will be particularly clear, but the poisoned person will gradually not be able to

Manipulating one's body and endure the pain of ants eating meat. The feeling is like being tortured and tortured by waste people in a small space, unable to reach out, especially despair."

"Where is the antidote?" Qingge glanced at the toxin that was still spreading wildly and asked.

"The antidote to the Demon Spirit Fire Poison is a pill made from the blood of the advanced demon beasts after being refined."

Yan said: "Generally speaking, when a craftsman refines the demon spirit fire poison, he will divide the blood of the higher monsters into two, half of which will destroy the poison and half of which will complement each other and repel each other."

"The antidote is on Qin Kui." Qingge frowned.

Even though he knew that the antidote was on Qin Kui, although Qin Kui was seriously injured and was also infected with the poisonous fire of the demon spirit, he had the antidote and the magic pill of the Qin family in Luohua City. In addition to losing one eye, he quickly

He will restore his combat effectiveness, and after a Xiaoqian died beside him, there were four second sword spirit masters and Gong Yaozu, who was familiar with the terrain of Yanling. With her current state, he went to Qin Kui to get medicine and was seeking death.

"In addition to making people lose consciousness, the demon spirit poisonous fire also has another effect, but I can't remember it for a while." Yan said angrily.

Qingge pulled his lips, this was unreliable.

She took out the Mingwang knife from the space bag and inserted it on the ground, "Cut off your arm, will the poison still occur?"

"This is hard to say. To be honest, it shouldn't be true. Wait, wouldn't you want to break your arms, right? A woman's broken arms will damage her image and is very ugly." Yan was shocked and slammed.

"I'm gone, I still care about my image?" Qingge sneered coldly.

She must not sit still and wait for death, otherwise there will be only one way to die. Since this is the case, it would be better to cut off one arm and exchange it for a glimmer of hope.

If you can survive, you won't lose.

Qingge, who was devoted to the demon spirit poisonous fire, did not notice that in the dark, a pair of green snake-like eyes were staring at her, and a smile gradually appeared in her pupils.

Qingge clenched the Ming Wang Dao, sweat was overflowing from the tip of her nose. Her eyes were firm and determined, as if she had made a cruel decision. She lifted the Ming Wang Dao and was about to chop it towards her right arm. Her entire right arm was covered in blue color, with blue veins.

Horrible, obvious.

However, just as Ming Wang Dao was about to cut off her arm, a slanted fork, a black smoke rushed out and hit Qingge's wrist. Although Qingge felt pain, she did not subconsciously throw Ming Wang Dao out, but just stopped

The movement of cutting the arm.

She turned her head, her eyes sharp, and her cold and sharp eyes were intimidating, "Who?"

"Little guy, why don't you remember me?" Not far from Qingge, black smoke gathered and a figure appeared, but he could only see a pair of green eyes.

Qingge put down the Ming King's sword and looked at the visitor mockingly, "Why, Lord Glory still has the leisure and elegance to visit Xuanyue Pass?"

"You girl, you are so unkind. If it weren't for me, your arm would have been broken. How could you not be grateful?" The sarcastic voice of Lord Glory came from the black smoke.

Qingge's mouth twitched a few times.

She broke her arm and wanted to detoxify and prevent the toxin from spreading. If this guy interrupted her, would she be grateful?

"Lord of Glory, you have seen my situation, and I am not in the mood to joke with you." Qingge lowered his voice.

"Demon Spirit Poison Fire?" In the black smoke, the green eyes looked at her arm, "What a beautiful hand, if it is gone, your fiancé will feel distressed."

"Are you finished?" Qingge looked up.

Lord of Honor was stunned and replied, "Say...I'm done."

"Since you have finished speaking, can you get out happily?" Qingge said coldly.

Lord of Glory seemed to frown, and then laughed, "Little guy, this attitude is not good. Don't you want me to help you with the Black Demon Guard?"

"Will you help me if I say good to you?" Qingge held the hand of Mingwang's sword, gathered her five fingers. She looked at the Lord of Glory and said sarcastically: "Ga Lan's Black Demon Guards are all your Nether Island.

If you don’t even want to care about the person, why should I care about the old thief Wuyu if I kill that old thief?"

Although he could not see the appearance of the Lord of Glory, Qingge could feel that the Lord of Glory's face turned dark.

She sneered that Lord of Glory also wanted to deal with Jialan, and she also thought that it was just that the two of them would lose if they were anxious about the Black Demon Guard first. And the other party would have the initiative.

After a long time, the wind was silent.

Just as the toxin on his right arm was about to spread to his shoulders, Lord Glory suddenly made a sound, his voice full of magnetic: "I can restore your consciousness and relieve the poison of demon spirit poisonous fire paralysis."

Qingge looked at the misty black smoke, and felt a little happy, and there was a storm, but his face was calm, "What are the conditions?"

"There is no conditions. I just felt that I met an interesting little guy who suddenly died. In this game, I was the only one left, so that was not fun." Lord Glory said.

Qingge listened to the words of the Lord of Glory, and was a little suspicious.
Chapter completed!