The power seed is stuffed into the mouth like money, and the huge energy enters the body and dissipates invisibly in a matter of seconds, like water droplets falling into the dry desert.

Rare medicinal materials, regardless of whether they have been refined or not, are directly put into the mouth and chewed, and the energy contained in the juice explodes in the body, and is worn out in an instant, and the loss of vitality can only be delayed for a few seconds.

"Corpse Emperor Sutra, burn!"

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"Dark Emperor Sutra, devour!"

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"Soul Suppression Talisman, give me a suppression!"

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"Ahh

The suppressed voice came from the basement, full of endless pain and unwillingness, and the little merchant stood on the side, looking at Liu Wei'an with a worried face. Liu Wei'an's voice was hoarse, and his muscles were exposed, like a wounded beast, and his protruding eyes were bloodshot.

Liu Wei'an was lying on the ground, and in less than half an hour, half of the person had lost weight. The clothes were loose and loose against the wet body. The muscles in the arms, thighs, and face are still disappearing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

A trace of blood red wrapped around Liu Wei's body, like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

The little merchant looked at Liu Wei'an desperately, his face changed, and finally as if he had made a certain decision, he pinched the magic trick in his hand, quickly arranged a few stones, stepped out, and disappeared.

When he reappeared, it was three hours later. Liu Wei'an was still lying on the ground, dying, and his whole person was not human, just like when the Venerable Kurong became a skeleton man.

The epidermis is stuck to the bones, there is no muscle visible on the body, and the eye sockets are so sunken that they can barely cover the eyeballs.

"Liu Wei'an, are you okay?" The little merchant was taken aback when he saw him like this.

Liu Wei'an's eyelids moved, but he didn't open his eyes, not because he didn't want to look, but because he couldn't open them. The little merchant's worried look became more and more obvious, took out a stone bottle, and carefully dripped out a drop of milky white liquid in Liu Wei'an's mouth. In an instant, the extremely rich breath of life exploded, and the entire secret room seemed to come alive.

Liu Wei'an's body plumped up at an astonishing speed, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to normal, his eyes were shining, and his spirit was vibrant. All of this is done in a matter of seconds, as if by magic. Small goods

Lang breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he hadn't wasted this precious milk.

"Thank you!" Liu Wei'an opened his eyes, and there was not the slightest joy on his face. The Curse of Weeping Blood is still there, and the Earth Milk delays his death, but it cannot be broken.

Five hours later, Liu Wei'an returned to the skeleton man appearance again, and the little merchant wanted to drip out of the milk, but Liu Wei'an stopped it, and persisted for two hours, and only let the little merchant rescue him when his life was almost extinct.

"How much milk is there?" replied again, Liu Wei'an was surprisingly calm, and he lost his previous panic.

"A drop." The little merchant's voice was low, he thought that the ground milk could save Liu Wei'an, but he didn't expect it to be ineffective, he was no longer hopeful. Still waiting here, just to fulfill the agreement.

Liu Wei'an nodded, took out an ancient book, and looked at ease that he no longer tried his best to dissolve the curse of weeping blood, and seemed to have given up. Seeing this, the little merchant stopped talking, and finally sighed and didn't say anything.

……

The battle in the south of the city was too terrible, and after the battle was over, no one dared to go over to check. In fact, many people wanted to see the results, but when they saw that the big masters in the city did not move, they had to endure one by one, until the night passed and dawn appeared, and no one cautiously appeared in the city.

The south of the city is very quiet, and the traces of the battle have been cleaned clean, and there is no trace of it. The patrols of the Ping An soldiers, the standing guards, the busy, cleaning up the meat of the monsters, everything is very normal, but the people who came to check on were all exquisite, and soon discovered the abnormality.

All the high-level leaders of the Ping An team were gone, Tong Xiaoxiao, Black-faced God, Lu Yan, Shi Niu, Huang Niu, Black Bull, Nie Pohu and others, none of them were seen. If Nie Pohu and Lu Yan rarely show up, the black-faced god and Tong Xiaoxiao are people who dare not be lonely, eating meat and drinking wine in the inn every day.

These men observed the south of the city for a morning, and finally confirmed that the top brass of the Heian clan had disappeared, and that they had either gone on a secret mission or had all died in the battle with the Venerable Kurong.

Then, an unnamed master confirmed that all the masters of the Ping An team were dead. Liu Wei'an was hit by the curse of weeping blood sacrificed by Venerable Kurong at the cost of his life, and he could basically declare him dead. From ancient times to the present, no one who has been cursed by weeping blood can live.

There are only a few low-level members of the Ping An team left in the south of the city, and it can basically be said that there is no defense. When the news spread, the Blue City was in an uproar.

This result came as a surprise to many.

Knowing that the Blood Clothes Sect was terrifying, it was unbelievable that Liu Wei'an was able to kill the Venerable Kurong. Venerable is an extremely revered title in the Blood Cloak Sect, and it can only be conferred after the nod of the sect leader, and those who can obtain the title of Venerable are basically ranked in the top 100 in the Blood Cloak Sect in terms of combat effectiveness. It is easy for such a person to walk outside and destroy a city.

Liu Wei'an was so young that he was able to kill the Venerable Kurong, it was really terrifying, but fortunately, he fell under the curse of weeping blood.

People who don't understand the horrors of the Bloodcoat Cult think the exact opposite in their hearts. In their opinion, Liu Wei'an is the most powerful person, killing demonic beasts below the fourth level is like slaughtering dogs, and fifth-level demonic beasts are not his opponents, this kind of person is already close to invincible. It's incredible to be wiped out by an old guy who came out of nowhere.

More people did not discuss the success or failure of Liu Wei'an and Venerable Kurong, but aimed at the south of the city. The emptiness in the south of the city is a good opportunity to start, but I am worried about whether there will be too many people in the south of the city.

"I estimate that someone will be unfavorable to Chengnan, you release Zhang Yangjin, the three-day period has arrived, I believe he can deal with it, you see the situation and secretly take action." After consuming the last drop of milk, Liu Wei'an, who had recovered, became more and more calm, as if the person who ran out of oil and dried up a few seconds ago was not him.

"You don't have to worry, although I can't break the curse of weeping blood, but it wants my life, it's not that simple, I already have a little idea." Liu Wei'an said again.

"Yes!" The little merchant's body trembled, and the horror in his eyes flashed. If Liu Wei'an can really not die under the torture of the curse of weeping blood, he will become the first person in history.

The little merchant left, Liu Wei'an sank his mind into the ancient books again, this is the formation experience that the master handed over to him on behalf of the old immortal, he is not to comfort the little merchant, he did find a way to suppress the curse of crying blood.

The Curse of Weeping Blood is essentially a formation, and when he can't use his strength to crush the Curse of Weeping Blood, breaking it by means of a formation is the only way for him at present.

So far, he can't read the first page of the ancient books, but he has no way out.