"Brother, teacher, how could he be poisoned?" Tang San was in a hurry, and hurriedly turned over and came to the two of them.

"It should be the poisoning ...... that came with the poisoning of the teacher's martial soul," Tang Le said

Tang San saw that the master's right arm was already three times larger than normal, and the skin was propped up and turned bright purple, fortunately, a cloth belt was tightly tied at the root of the big arm, which was obviously Tang Le's first aid measure after discovering that the master had been poisoned.

Despite this, while most of the toxins did not spread, the master was still unconscious, which shows how domineering this poison is.

Tang San understood the reason for the master's poisoning: when he and the master were chased and killed by the mandala snake before, the master's martial soul Luo Sanpao was once bitten by the mandala snake, and it was bitten on Luo Sanpao's right front leg, and it was quickly taken back by the master at that time.

The beast martial soul and the host are one, even if the master's beast martial soul is mutated, the martial soul is poisoned, which is equivalent to the host being poisoned. However, the master was bent on helping him absorb the soul ring, regardless of his own safety, and when he entered the cultivation state, his soul power could not restrain the toxin, so that he was poisoned.

Relatively speaking, the weapon martial soul has an advantage in this regard, and the weapon martial soul will not affect the host itself if it is contaminated with toxins.

"Fortunately, brother, you stopped the spread of the poison, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to do anything." After Tang San touched the pulse of the master's left hand, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The toxin has not yet hit the heart, and it is still too late to be saved.

Born in the Tang Sect, he couldn't be clearer about how to deal with poisonous injuries Tang San, although Tang Le also knew how to detoxify, but he couldn't detoxify directly, because he found that his younger brother Tang San was different from ordinary people.

At this time, Tang San didn't care if the flames would summon soul beasts, so he quickly summoned some dry branches and leaves from the surroundings, lit a fire with a fire fold, and then directly ripped off the sleeve of the master's right arm, dug a pit in the ground with the short sword that the master gave him, and then took out the water and washed the sword body.

The bonfire gradually became stronger, and after Tang San baked the short sword on the bonfire repeatedly, he dragged the master's body to the side of the small pit, letting his right hand hang down in the pit.

Taking a deep breath, Tang San flipped his wrist and slashed three swords in a row, slashing at the master's veins, arm bends, and armpits.

Suddenly, three streams of purple-black blood shot out with a rich fishy smell and a faint fragrance of tea, flowing into the small pit dug in advance like three small rivers.

Tang San pressed one hand on the master's chest, and the internal force of the Xuantian Gong that had just been improved urged out, and his left hand connected the dots, sealing the four meridians on the master's chest, so that the poisonous gas would not spread, and at the same time, his right hand began to rub lightly on the master's chest, urging the qi and blood in the master's body to run with the internal force. Slowly push the toxins into one place.

Xuantian Gong, as the highest internal strength of the Tang Sect, itself has a strong detoxification effect, it is not a strong internal force, but it is extremely delicate, like a thread deep into the master's body, so as not to leave a trace of trouble.

Unbuttoning the master's shirt, Tang San carefully observed the black qi on the master's body, under the effect of Xuantian Gong, the black qi gradually gathered together and flowed in the direction of the master's right arm, at this time, Tang San still did not untie the strip of cloth on the master's arm.

Poisonous blood flowed out, the master's swollen arm gradually retracted, the color of the skin gradually became normal, the master's face showed a painful look, and a moan began to come out of his mouth.

As the purple-black blood gradually drained out, bright red blood began to appear, and the master's arm had become a little pale. Only then did Tang San pick up the strip of cloth on the master's arm, and quickly expelled all the last toxins at once with his internal force, and then quickly sealed the blood veins on the master's arm, tearing off a few strips of cloth from his body and wrapping them around the wound.

The reason why he was not in a hurry to untie the strip of cloth on the master's arm before was because he was afraid that the master would bleed too much, after all, he had been poisoned for a long time.

After the toxin was removed, Tang San was already sweating, although Xuantian Gong had entered the second level, it was not yet powerful, and using internal force to assist in detoxification was the most exhausting internal force and energy, because the sense of power brought by absorbing the soul ring had also become a little weak at this time.

Tang San used clean water to help the master wash his arm, and then buried the small pit full of poisonous blood with soil, which was considered to have completed all the work.

After resting for a few days, Tang Le was also looking for his first soul ring at the same time.

A low roar sounded, and Tang Le immediately saw that in the woods not far away, a huge soul beast suddenly stood up from its prostrateness. Viciously staring in his direction.

It was a black giant tiger: the whole body was pure black, without a trace of variegation, the red eyes were filled with an eerie aura, the body was more than three meters long, and the muscles of the whole body were bulging.

I'm afraid it weighs more than 100 pounds, and the king character on its forehead is also black, but it is different from the black of the fur - it is a gloomy black like a mist, and the most peculiar thing is its tail.

Compared to the Puhu soul beast, its tail is much longer, and it is erected upwards, and it is composed of countless bone joints! At the top is a giant barb that shines with a ghostly light!

Seeing it, Tang Le immediately thought of a special magical beast that the master had told him not long ago. Its number is even smaller than that of the Human-Faced Spider. And it's a soul beast that's almost extinct.

The master also found it in an ancient book, because this kind of demonic beast is very peculiar, and the number is extremely rare, the master is not too detailed when he tells it, but he definitely tells Tang San and Tang Le about them.

This is the existence of a top-level soul beast, and it is precisely because it is too top-notch that it is difficult to survive in the soul beast world, so it is so rare!

It is recorded in the book. The name of this magical beast is called the Dark Demon God Tiger, and it is rumored that the evil god descended on a white tiger and caused it to mutate, turning the white tiger's original light attribute into a dark attribute. Gives birth to black wings that represent depravity and a scorpion-tail-like hook.

The strength of the Dark Demon God Tiger is strong, and generally speaking, soul beasts may be human martial souls. But this Dark Demon God Tiger is an exception, and there has never been anyone whose martial soul will be it. It is not a dark attribute per se, but a supreme evil attribute left behind by an evil god.

It's simply not something that the human body can bear. If you evaluate it according to the level of the martial spirit. So. It is definitely a martial soul of the same level as Seraphim.

The Dark Demon God Tiger had an extremely domineering nature—its growth was not carried out by its own cultivation. Its own cultivation is extremely difficult, and only by devouring the soul power of other soul beasts or human soul masters can its strength increase rapidly.

Therefore, no matter what environment this kind of soul appears in, it will immediately cause a group of soul beasts to attack it.

It must be completely destroyed before it becomes stronger, even a hundred-year-level Dark Demon Evil God Tiger is rare, not to mention appearing in front of Tang Le at this time, and the cultivation has reached five hundred years of cultivation!

According to the master, this top-level soul beast is enough to challenge an existence that surpasses his own order, that is to say: the hundred-year-level Dark Demon Evil God Tiger may even challenge the thousand-year-level soul beast.

Roar –

Seeing Tang Le, the blood-red eyes of the Dark Demon God Tiger who suddenly stood up suddenly lit up, and in the face of the Sword of Reverse Scales, it didn't even have the slightest intention of evading or dodging.

In its roar, it was filled with excitement, slowly raised its tiger claws, and pressed in the direction of Tang Le in one step.

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