Chapter 1574 The Six Swords Spirit Masters Double Cultivation Genius!
In the city lord's mansion, an old doctor was treating Qingge.
Qingge had too much bleeding in her body and had internal organs displaced, and there were snow spirit beads in her heart. If it were before, this little injury would not affect her.
But she changed her blood once, and the blood and body were slightly repelled. This time, under the torture of the fog of love, Qingge's body naturally couldn't accept it for a while.
The old doctor refined a few blood coagulation pills and spirit gathering pills in the house. During this period, the maid in the house cooked a few bowls of ginseng soup and fed it to Qingge.
After a whole night, the old doctor finally successfully refined the pills. He handed the pills to his maid, "Feed to Miss Ye, you must feed Bailing ginseng soup on time, and feed two types of pills one cross a day."
"yes."
The old doctor nodded, turned around and walked out.
The most urgent task now is Mo Xie's charming poison. It would be fine if it was just a simple charming poison. The key is that the fallen flower poison in Mo Xie's body has triggered the fallen flower poison, causing Mo Xie's body to deteriorate and get worse and worse.
And the Yin Demon Lotus can melt and eliminate the charming poison.
Otherwise, once the disease is left in Mo Xie's body, it means that his cultivation subversion is just that.
The old doctor walked into Mo Xie's room, took the Yin Demon Lotus, and prepared to refine the pill.
Qingge's room was just a wall separated from Mo Xie's room. Both of them were lying on the bed, Qingge's body was covered with blood scars. The old doctor told me that the blood on his body could not be washed away before Ye Qingge was completely healed.
Dark, chaotic, Qingge seemed to be in a darkness.
Her soul walked into the magma, burning her, and in pain.
A pair of scarlet eyes stared at her in the dark, and the cold and yin demon's eyes were like the devil in the Jiuyou Underworld.
Xun Wuxi's eyes have not appeared in her dream for a long time.
Such eyes lingered around her like a poisonous snake, and she could not break free or breathe.
When Qingge opened her eyes, it was already the morning of the second day. The maid was drooping her head and drowsy. Qingge's movement of getting up woke her up.
When the maid saw Qingge wake up, she was ecstatic, "Miss Ye, you finally woke up."
Qingge nodded and frowned. Her clothes and blood were stuck to her skin, and the fishy smell was very bad.
The maid was also a clever man, so she immediately helped Qingge to get up, "Miss Ye, come with me to the bathtub."
The city lord's mansion was in a huge bathhouse, with blood-colored petals floating on the water surface, and warm white mist rose. Qingge lay on the edge of the bathhouse, and the dark brown blood on his body fell off.
Qingge dived into the depths of the bathhouse, and she closed her eyes, with her red eyes in her mind.
She summoned the Eight-Bone Crocodile Dragon to destroy Xunwulei. If Xunwulei made a comeback, she would definitely not let her go.
With a thud, Qingge came out of the water and looked to one side with a sharp look.
A figure stood in front of the windowsill.
"Snake Burial!" Qingge gritted his teeth.
Snake Burial walked slowly to the edge of the bathhouse, squatted down, and held Qingge's jaw with her slender hands, "Have you gone to Wuqing Cliff?"
Qingge used the power to easily break free from the shackles of Snake Burial, took a few steps back, and looked at Snake Burial with cold eyes, "What do you have to do with you?"
"What did you see?" Snake Burial's eyes were so cold that they were terrifying.
Qingge has been dealing with Snake Burial for many years, and today's Snake Burial seems to be a little different from usual.
A danger.
Qingge subconsciously became prepared.
She moved to the other side of the bathtub, grabbed a corner of the long gown, and the moment she jumped out of the water, she wrapped her clothes around her body.
Qingge landed on the ground with his naked feet. The moment his right hand stretched out, the black light shone brightly. He held a quaint black ink Mingwang sword in his hand, pointing at the snake clay, "What do you think I should see?"
Snake Burial approached Qingge step by step. Every time he took a step closer, his aura became stronger, and the powerful mysterious power crushed Qingge.
Qingge's eyes widened slightly.
Snake Burial hides too much strength, which is stronger than she imagined.
Qingge's hand holding the Mingwang knife was trembling constantly. When Snake Zhui walked to her, Qingge finally couldn't help it and a mouthful of blood spurted out, which was exactly on Snake Zhui's face.
Snake Burial raised his hand to wipe the blood from his face, "Ye Qingge, you are a genius of the four-star continent, but the knowledgeable people of the times are heroes, there are many unknown people in this world
The secret, do you know why it is unknown, because those who know the secret are dead."
While speaking, Snake Burial released powerful strength. A formation aperture appeared on the soles of his feet, and silver light was full of light. The outer edge of the formation was seven short swords, lit up six.
Six Sword Spirit Master!
Snake Burial turned out to be the Six Sword Spirit Master, an existence that is even more powerful than Eternal Yesheng.
In this way, the Three Sword Spirit Master was as small as an ant in front of the snake burial.
Singing and contemplating.
What is the secret under Wuqing Cliff that makes Snake Burial so concerned?
The snake's eyes were staring at her like a demon.
At that moment, Qingge seemed to suffer the pain of being cut into pieces.
She finally understood the gap in her strength level in the cultivation realm. The distance between the three swords made her unable to resist.
Qingge felt palpitations.
The world only knows that Yongyesheng is the strongest, and the Five Sword Spirit Master is beyond the reach of the world. However, they do not know that the true strong people all have their sharp edges, and the moment they are born, they must be the end of the world.
Shi Zang looked at her, suddenly raised his hand, and lifted up the soft cloth that covered his eyes.
He only had one eye intact and the other one said he was blind.
When the soft cloth covering the eyes was lifted up, Qingge saw a black hole, and the depths of the black hole were burning with raging flames.
The endless dark elements were derived from the black hole and turned into giant pythons and tied to Qingge.
Dark Master!
Snake Burial Dual Spiritual Master and Dark Master.
He is the venerable of the Six Swords. Not only that, the dark elements contained in his body can be described as terrible.
"Ye Qingge, kneel down!"
Snake Burial said coldly.
Endless spiritual energy and dark elements swept Qingge, forcing Qingge to bend down his knees.
Qingge clenched his hands into fists, his eyes were green, his white hair was flying, and he looked at Snake Burial coldly.
Snake Burial admired her eyes, "It turns out to be a genius."
The ordinary Three Sword Spirit Master, under his double pressure, could only breathe ten times, and Ye Qingge could hold on for so long.
Qingge couldn't speak, she could only fight to the death to resist this oppression.
Snake Burial laughed and took back all its dual momentum, "You are different from Lan Wu, you are better than her."
Snake Burial turned around and walked towards the windowsill. Qingge suddenly called him: "Snake Burial!"
The snake was buried back, its eyes were as cold as snow, and its other eye was black hole ghost fire, like a road entrance leading to the underworld.
Qingge asked: "Are you my enemy?"
"It's both an enemy and a friend, what do you think?"
The snake was buried like a gust of wind and disappeared inside the house.
Qingge gasped and collapsed on the ground.
She was able to fight against the Four Sword Spirit Master, and even resist ten attacks from the Five Sword Spirit Master. She thought she was considered a strong man from the Four-Star Continent. The appearance of the snake burial was like a basin of cold water, which wiped her out.
Fanatic flames.
Not enough, far from enough.
If you do not have strong strength, you can only be buried in an unknown danger. (To be continued)