Chapter Ninety-Eight: A Cold Voice
"Who would dare to break into my medicine?" King...... Gu ......"
Before Hong Yuan could take a closer look, a cold voice came from the valley.
It sounds uncertain, as if from deep underground, as if from the end of a valley. The three words of Yaowang Valley kept echoing in the valley, sounding quiet and giving people an icy feeling.
Disciple Hong Yuan heard that his predecessors were good at medicine and alchemy, which was unparalleled in the world. He made a special trip here to find a medicine to suppress evil spirits. If you're offended, please do more haehan to your seniors! uuuuuuuuuuu
Hong Yuan bowed, not daring to rush into the valley.
The outside of the peach blossom forest has always been so difficult to walk, almost lost in it and unable to get out, in the valley, it is very likely that there is an even more terrible ban hidden. Even if you accidentally get poisoned, you will die and there will be no place to bury you.
Good alchemists are often terrible poisons.
"Oh, the medicine that suppresses evil spirits?" As soon as your child has practiced the four-fold dance, he begins to have demons. What skills did you practice at the end?
There was an exclamation from the valley.
As soon as the words fell, a tall and thin middle-aged man flew in, and suddenly appeared in front of Hong Yuan and the cold demon like a ghost.
He wears a white robe, high cheekbones, and a small forehead and chin. Standing in front of him, he was a head taller than Hongyuan, but he was less than half the weight of that cold ghost. He is like a bony bamboo pole that floats when the wind blows. A pair of bright and bright eyes makes people feel uncomfortable.
"What the younger generation is practicing is just an ordinary family tradition of an unknown kung fu." Everything was fine before. Recently, I don't know if it's dissatisfied. There are several demons. I wonder if there is any good way to suppress them? Hongyuan held back his uncomfortable mood and humbly asked for advice.
It's strange for a drug lord to wear white, but the strength is not simple. The fluctuations in power in his body were still vague. At the very least, he is a master of the Sixfold Dharma, which makes people dare not despise him.
"Oh, is it? It's ......"
Yao Wang looked Hong Yuan up and down, and his gaze quickly turned to the cold demon beside him. After a few closer looks, his eyes gradually became hot. "Nine Yin Xuanmai? This girl, you have been difficult to raise since childhood, often feel cold for no reason, and often cold in summer?
The king of medicine is the king of medicine. At first glance, we can see the abnormal physique of this cold demon.
"Yes, my ex, is there any more problem?" Also, What is the Nine Yin Xuan Vein? Hong Yuan's eyes lit up and asked in a deep voice.
Since taking Chunyang Pill, the cold demon's body has been much better, but he still feels chills from time to time, and it seems that he has not completely healed. It is rare to see an alchemy master like Wang Yao. Take the opportunity to ask questions.
"Haha, it turned out to be the Nine Yin Xuan Vein, but I didn't expect that the legend was true."
The pharmaceutical magnate laughed. He was cold enough to refuse people thousands of miles away. Now he smiled, apparently more enthusiastic. There are friends from afar, and they are happy. Come here, you two come with me. "The Nine Yin Xuanmai is a legend. It's a long story. Two of them sat in first. Don't call me ex. Call me Zhong Muli in the future.
"Okay, then we'll bother you."
Hongyuan whispered and walked in with the medicine king Zhongmu.
Outside the valley, peach trees dot the mountain forest. In the valley, there is a wide variety of flowers, plants and grasses. Some of them are not pretty, some are colorful, and at first glance they are highly poisonous. Even after the Medicine King Zhongmu left, Hongyuan and Han Xiaoyao were still cautious, worried that they would be accidentally poisoned.
"Hong Yuan, be careful, this old poison is not simple!"
The Blood Bat King's voice sounded in Hongyuan's mind, like a dark reminder.
"Understood!"
Hong Yuan nodded, didn't make a move, pretended that nothing had happened, and continued to walk in. When he came, he must see what the medicine king Nakaki said.
"Two, please go this way!"
The drug lord in the middle of the Mu King was full of smiles. Under his leadership, he soon came to a strange house.
The house is not large, but it is round and angular like some Aboriginal houses. These walls are not common in southern Xinjiang. They reflect an inexplicable brilliance at sunrise. They seem to be a special metal. The whole house has no windows, except for the main door, only a long pipe that breathes at the top, which looks like a special chimney.
"This is my house built on the beach.
"Let me out, let me out!"
"Little Devil ......"
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Hong Yuan screamed, gritted his teeth and rushed over. He slammed into the hard wall, hoping to get through it.
Before entering, he was very vigilant, but he didn't expect Zhong Muli to be so insidious that he turned the burning turret into an undefensible house!
What kind of medicine is this? It's clear that it's a big demon who kills people without blinking!
Hongyuan was scared and angry. He gave it his all. His fists rained down on the hard wall, and his thumping grew louder and louder. Under his attack, the walls shook, and even the entire stove shook.
。 The fire in the Dan stove is getting bigger and bigger, and if you don't hurry out, you will be burned by the fire and turned into an elixir.
"Hahaha, it didn't work, it fell into my incinerator." Don't say that even the gods and Buddhas have to be burned, hahaha......"
Chung smiled and made a recipe. After that, the burning cupola, which claimed to be able to burn all things in the world, roared and revealed its original shape, transforming from a strange house into a huge red furnace. On the stove, ancient runes gradually appeared, but the flames on the stove grew higher and higher, drowning the entire Hongyuan people.
The reason why Zhong Muli is known as the "King of Medicine" is because he is good at alchemy, medicine and poisons. On the other hand, because of the immortal treasure of the incinerator, he can make many medicines that others can't.
Decades ago, when he went to the Demon Hunting Ground to practice, he accidentally found this treasure from an ancient relic. It turned out that he was just a very ordinary alchemist, and after collecting this batch of treasures, alchemy and strength had made rapid progress. Slowly, it became known as the king of medicine.
Although Hongyuan's power is not simple, being trapped in an incinerator is definitely a dead end!
"Hmm!"
The fire poured down, covering the whole of Hongyuan.
At critical moments of life and death, he worked hard, concentrating on his body's heavy armor in an attempt to stop the fire from burning; However, this was only a temporary measure, the strength of the body was consumed at an alarming rate, the oil was exhausted, the lights went out, the fire burned, and the bones were gone.
"Hongyuan, this is an ancient treasure left in the world, when it really can't get out!"
The Blood Bat King's voice echoed in Hongyuan's mind.
In the flames of the burning sky, he was just a pair of wings that were gradually bloody, covered with a layer of red, as if nothing had happened. However, Hongyuan will soon not be able to hold on.
I don't know what material the incinerator treasure is made of, once it is locked up from the outside, after a while, even the Blood Bat King has a sense of helplessness and cannot force it out. As the fire grew stronger, the situation got worse and worse.
What am I going to do?
When you really want to die here, isn't there a corpse?
Hong Yuan's face was pale and sweaty, his blood and armor glistening outside, and he was soon on the verge of collapse. After a frenzied attack, I couldn't even see the scratches on the stove and I couldn't help but feel hopeless. But thinking of his helpless sister Han Xiaoyao being locked out, and thinking of his lost aunt, he was covered in blood and gas, how unwilling he was to die here.
Hitting, kicking, crossing is useless.
Hong Yuan exhausted all means, and finally, even the horn of the Heavenly Dragon came out unconsciously. He was about to toss it aside. Suddenly, his heart moved. Instead of continuing to bang on the stove, he sat cross-legged on the ground.
"Hong Yuan, do you want to confuse Zhong Muli's soul with the sound of ancient magic?"
The King of Blood Bat glowed before his eyes, then vanished.
The power of the ancient demon sound is unlimited, but unfortunately, Hiroshi is far from being fully understood, and the level of practice of the fourfold martial arts is too low. Maybe it's the same as confusing a five-fold warrior. It is almost impossible to confuse a six-fold warrior with a burning flame and the ancient treasures of an incinerator.
If, in his heyday, he had 10,000 ways to fight Hongyuan to the death, Zhong Muli, such a small person, would not have looked at it at all; However, after he was seriously injured, he couldn't urge the Draco to face the unstoppable fire, and it was more than enough to protect himself, but it was a little powerless to protect Hongyuan.
"No, I'm going to ask a top player to help me!"
Hong Yuan calmed his breathing and blood, and then hurried up and blew the Tianlong horn in his hand. Neither the flames nor the ancient incinerators could stop the melodious sound of the Celestial Dragon's horn. The sound of the horn is poignant and melodious, and it spreads fast and far. Soon, a dragon groan came from the distant horizon, accompanied by surging pressure.
"Wow!"
From the incinerator came a violent crash, accompanied by a howl of grief.
The thousand-year-old dragon trapped inside ran like crazy, trying to break free. Under his strong impact, the huge incinerator began to shake violently, and people worried that it would not be destroyed in an instant.
"Hongyuan, don't do it at this time, take this opportunity to refine this ancient treasure, when will it appear?"
When the Blood Bat King drank very hard and his voice did not get lower, Hongyuan had an extra formula in his head.
Hong Yuan had just escaped from his life and didn't have time to think about it. He quickly meditated on the skill and came up with a recipe. There was almost no strength left in the body, and it soon disappeared, and the lamp burned out. At the same time, countless runes appeared in the heat wave of the incinerator, and the flames soared into the sky. Nakaki, who was lying not far away, suddenly shook his whole body and lost his sense of this ancient treasure. No matter how crazy the Millennium Dragon is, it can no longer shake the fireplace. The crumbling incinerator quickly stabilized and remained motionless.
"Impossible. How so? It's impossible......
Nakaki, who was half covered in flesh and blood, had not stopped breathing, and after a wail, he raised his head with difficulty and looked at the broken red plain, full of disbelief in his eyes.
Over the years, many of his masters of the idea of firing cupholes have died in the Peach Blossom Illusion, and some have fallen into the traps of the valley and died of poisoning. Even the master who broke in all the way couldn't refine it after he grabbed the incinerator. In turn, he urged people to destroy these ancient treasures.
Who would have thought that the incinerator that he was so proud of and relied on was actually refined by Hongyuan Company, while Fan Wu Company only repaired it four times?
Not long ago, I laughed out loud and suddenly my hands and feet were cold. My heart was shocked and hopeless.
In the midst of his predicament, the flood shattered his last shred of hope.
Hongyuan walked coldly in front of the bloody Nakaki Li, staring blankly at the vicious head, without a trace of expression on his face. "Nothing is impossible. From now on, this ancient treasure will be mine. "Everything in the valley is mine.
"No...... You can't kill me, kid!
Nakaki sensed the murderous aura in Hongyuan's body, and the centrifugal generation generated unprecedented fear, and although he was injured, he subconsciously retreated. He took a step back with difficulty, his expressionless grandeur forcing him to go further. His fear grew stronger. "Hongyuan, you can't kill me." I am grateful to them for not having a thousand to eight hundred masters who have risen from the dead for so many years. Kill me, they will avenge me, they won't let you go! ”
It was difficult for his body to move, and the burner was gone, so Zhong Muli had no choice but to threaten. On the surface, the voice and color are intense, but inside he is extremely frightened, and his body is trembling.
"Haha, joke, Zhong Muli, even if I smashed your body to pieces, who knew that I would kill you today?"
Hong Yuan smiled coldly, and the murderous aura on his body became stronger and stronger. "On the contrary, I can announce to the outside world that you were killed by the enemy, and I am the only heir of Yao Wanggu." At that time, those masters who have been saved by you will not be against me, but will do their best to help me and respect me, the king of the new generation of pharmacy!
"You...... You are despicable, child!
Zhong Muli was scared and angry he wanted to continue to retreat but he didn t have the strength the blood on his body was dried up and only the last breath was left If the deterrence fails, we have to beg bitterly:. "Hongyuan, please don't kill me, I can give you all the medicine, help you suppress the demons, I can be your servant for life, please ......"
"It's too late to do a lot of bad things now, and one day you're going to die." Early death and early miscarriage, go for it!
Hong Yuan's face was expressionless, and he suddenly slapped him hard in the face. With a loud bang, Zhong Muli's body was shocked and flew out. His body fell to the ground and died. His life's practice turned into a red light, deeply rooted in Hongyuan's body. His body shrank rapidly.
"Hmm, a storage ring?"
Hong Yuan searched Nakaki and took off the ring on his finger.
Under the guidance of the Bat King, the ring was quickly refined, inspiring people to open it. There is only a thick "king of pharmaceuticals" in it, and there is nothing. There was no panacea to look forward to, no crystals or herbs to discover, and apparently, Chung was a poor fellow too. The name of the king of medicine is empty. Over the years, he paid only attention to the cultivation and cultivation of herbs. If you want to swallow the medicine to suppress the evil spirits, I'm afraid you really need to collect the corresponding herbs and make your own.