"Hmm, it works!" Ling Yu's face flashed with joy as he looked at the drop of black blood that exuded a fishy smell. He knew that there were several possibilities why people could be poisoned, one was through ingestion of some kind of poison, which was dispersed in the body through the stomach and intestines. Second, some poisonous gases floating in the air are inhaled into the abdomen, causing poisoning. The third is to coat the blade with venom, and when the blade cuts through the skin, the toxin will flow into the body with the bloodstream. There is another kind, that is, this poison in oneself, which penetrates into the human body through the skin. Compared with the first three, this last method of poisoning is the most covert and difficult to prevent.

Time was pressing, and seeing that his method was effective, Ling Yu no longer hesitated, he took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and began to detoxify. For him, every quarter of an hour is precious now. Calculating the time, Zhong Zhenhong and the others are about to get out of trouble, they have a soul lamp in their hands, and they will definitely use the soul lamp to track down their whereabouts after they get out of trouble. And when they saw that Zhong Wuxian had been killed by themselves, they would inevitably chase after themselves like crazy. If he hadn't recovered by then, I'm afraid that this reckless mountain would be the place where he was buried.

Zhong Wuxian is worthy of being a master of using poison, even if Ling Yu is equipped with immortal-level exercises, it is difficult to excrete all the poisons from his body. Although it is not helpless, it has little effect. The cave was silent, except for the crackling of burning firewood. Ling Yu's eyes were closed, his face was pale, and beads of sweat were dripping down his sideburns. At this time, the black palm prints on Ling Yu's chest had gradually changed to a normal complexion, but the toxins that had been circulating in the veins around Ling Yu's body could not be removed, although they were not fatal, they greatly reduced Ling Yu's cultivation.

"No, still no!" Ling Yu's face turned pale and looked extremely weak, he sighed softly, leaned against the stone wall behind him, and muttered to himself. Because Ling Yu felt that those toxins had melted into his blood, like wisps of black silk threads entwining his essence blood, whenever Ling Yu tried to dissolve those toxins with exercises, they would imprison Ling Yu's essence blood and make it unable to function. Not only that, but when Ling Yu used a cultivation beyond the ranks, he would also be suppressed by the toxin, making him unable to exert his strongest strength.

"What kind of poison is this, so domineering!" Ling Yu sighed in a deep voice. The reason why he was able to kill the two brothers Zhong Wuli and Zhong Wuxian before was entirely because the path he took was an invincible road that had never been seen before. All kinds of rare herbs tempered the flesh, and later obtained the dragon blood inheritance, and moreover, he was different from everyone else when he crossed the tribulation. Others try to avoid the heavenly thunder and hide the way of heaven, but he takes the initiative to provoke the heavenly punishment, and uses the divine thunder to penetrate the body and refine the spiritual sense and flesh and blood. The combination of various reasons makes him strong enough to fight across ranks. Although there was an element of luck when the two Zhong brothers were killed, it also showed the strength of the Ling Yu system. It's just that now after being poisoned, although his life is no longer in danger, he is also lost to everyone.

Ling Yu tried for a long time, but he couldn't dissolve the poison in his body, so in desperation, he had to recharge his energy and think about how to go next. Strictly speaking, there is no problem with his system, and this poison is only an external cause. As long as the poison is removed, Ling Yu believes that he will definitely be able to return to the feeling of being proud of his peers in the past, but he may not be able to deal with it at the moment. Counting the time, the Zhong family should have been out of trouble, and at this time, they may even have seen Zhong Wuxian's corpse. More likely, they are already on their way into the barren mountains.

Ling Yu, who was in an irritable mood, casually swallowed a few mouthfuls of cold dry food, planning her next move. Ling Yu has a tough personality, although he is highly poisonous at this time and cannot exert his previous strength, he is by no means a person who sits idly by.

"At this point, the only way to do this is to fight guerrilla warfare. I wonder if they can resist the scorching of the Nether Fire Essence?" Ling Yu's mind turned sharply, thinking of the Nether Fire Spirit in the mysterious wooden box, he squinted his eyes and said softly.

The Netherfire Essence was originally discovered in a bronze ancient hall in the Extremely Cold Desperate Realm, when someone used the Netherfire Essence as a refining fire, wanting to wear out the spiritual consciousness of the ambushed left leg, but fortunately, Ling Yu appeared in time and unsealed the ambushed left leg. Later, when he was in the Ghost Seal Jedi, Ling Yu used it to seriously injure Shen Hang, and later, when he was trapped in the belly of the Void Beast, he also relied on the Nether Fire Spirit to kill it. After all, there should still be some Nether Fire Essence left in that wooden box. If it weren't for Ling Yu's loss of cultivation in cross-level combat, he would really be reluctant to use it.

At this time, it was no longer possible for Ling Yu to confront several elders of the Zhong family, and it was no longer realistic to arrange the formation. First, because they had already used the formation to ambush Zhong Zhenhong and them before, they already had precautions. Second, with Ling Yu's half-formation level, there was no time to arrange the formation again. Therefore, it is no longer feasible to go head-to-head or arrange the formation. But if you want to use the Nether Fire Spirit to deal with the cultivators of the Four Elephant City, you have to think of a way.

Ling Yu held his right hand on his chest, and accidentally saw the dragon scale tattoo on his chest. Ling Yu's eyes rolled, thoughtful. He knew that a large part of the reason why he had not died of poisoning was because of dragon blood. At the beginning, Ling Yu had passed the True Dragon Trial and obtained the Dragon Blood Inheritance. The dragon is the totem of the Chinese continent and the ancestor of hundreds of millions of spirit beasts, and the strength of its bloodline is naturally incomparable to ordinary people or ordinary creatures. Although the true dragon has passed away, the dragon's blood is intertwined with Ling Yu's bloodline, which is why Ling Yu was not poisoned.

Ling Yu had experimented that when he tried his best, the dragon blood in his body would awaken due to stimulation, and a layer of golden dragon scale holy clothes would appear on his body. That holy robe was extremely tough, and I am afraid that the immortal-level blades would not be able to hurt it in the slightest. Thinking of this, a bold idea came to Ling Yu's mind. He wanted to use himself as bait to trick Zhong Zhenhong and a few others into taking the bait. In fact, this is not a good method at all, and it is even a little clumsy and self-conscious, but for Ling Yu, who has the Dragon Scale Holy Clothes, this may be the most effective way.

At the foot of the mountain at this time, Zhong Zhenhong and Zhong Wuyan, who were already extremely angry, were discussing countermeasures in a low voice. When they got out of trouble, they found that Ling Yu and Zhong Qi were missing, and the other dead man had been shattered by Ling Yu's heart and had been out of breath for a long time. Looking at the dead house slave, Zhong Zhenhong instinctively felt that something was wrong. He and the Zhong brothers didn't dare to slack off, and went straight to the direction of Zhong Wuxian. But even so, they were one step too late. When everyone came to the place of the incident, they only saw Zhong Wuxian's body and dried bloodstains, and the whereabouts of the ten Zhong family dead soldiers left for Zhong Wuxian were unknown, and Zhong Qi and Ling Yu also lost their traces. The loss of two elders on the same day was a major event that had never happened in Sixiang City. Zhong Wuwu cremated Zhong Wuxian with tears, and made a blood oath that Ling Yu's bones would be crushed.

Originally, according to Zhong Wuyan's meaning, he wanted to directly fly the pigeon to pass the book, inform Zhong Zifan, and ask him to send someone to reinforcements, but he was stopped by Zhong Wuwu and Zhong Zhenhong. The two of them had surprisingly the same thoughts, because not long after Zhong Muyang passed away, several people were almost the mainstay of Sixiang City, and there was no one available in the city. Moreover, if Zhong Zifan knew that not only did they not arrest Ling Yu, but instead lost two elders and several dead soldiers, it was likely to completely anger Zhong Zifan. In addition, after the news of this incident spread, their faces were also gloomy.

After calming the emotions of the two Zhong Wuhen brothers, Zhong Zhenhong decided to patrol the mountain overnight, which was bound to find Ling Yu out. So, the three old men each led a team of dead soldiers to search for the mountains and forests.

Although Ling Yu's cultivation had been suppressed, the power of spiritual sense was still very strong. Ever since the three of them went up the mountain, Ling Yu had felt their breath. He took a deep breath and knew that it was time to face the people of the Four Elephant City and start the final confrontation.

When Ling Yu came to the entrance of the cave, he was angry, only to hear him drink softly, moved the boulder sealed at the entrance of the cave, and quietly walked out of the cave. At this time, the night is already deep, probably because of the relationship between the beginning of the month, the sky is like a vast ink plate, in the ink plate dotted with a few cold stars, no bright moon, no dark clouds. At this time, it is not too much to describe the scene as dark and windy. Ling Yu took out a set of black clothes from the realm spirit and changed into them, feeling the dead soldiers getting closer and closer to him, and whispered: "The moon is dark and the night kills, the wind is high and the sky is on fire. ”

At this time, a group of dead soldiers had already approached the cave where Ling Yu was. A subtle smile rose at the corner of Ling Yu's mouth, and he held his breath and contemplated, hiding behind a huge bluestone.

"Three zhang, two zhang, one zhang!" When the five-person search team came to the bluestone in front of Ling Yu, Ling Yu suddenly dodged out, and the broken sword flashed in the dark night, drawing a frightening cold light. The five people didn't even make a voice calling for help, and they didn't even know how they died, so they were blocked by Ling Yu's sword and fell to the ground and died.

Ling Yu looked at the five corpses under his feet, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes. Then he stepped over the warm bodies of the dead and walked into the distance. As for these corpses, he ignored them, since he decided to fight to the death with the cultivators of the Four Elephant City, he didn't care if they had been exposed. Moreover, Ling Yu knew that even if these corpses were not discovered, Zhong Zhenhong and the others would know that he was hiding in this barren mountain. After all, the soul lamp is still in Zhong Zhenhong's hands.

After solving these five people, Ling Yu breathed a sigh of relief. There are a total of thirty-eight dead soldiers of the Zhong family in this mountain, and there are three old men who have cultivated profoundly. Although the dead soldiers of the Zhong family did not pose much of a threat to Ling Yu, if they leaked the news and exposed their location to Zhong Zhenhong and the others, they would not be so easy to kill these wings of the Four Elephant City.

Ling Yu raised his legs high and landed lightly, and the Holy Dragon Crossing quietly cast, like a light ape shuttling through the jungle in the dark night. is also like a god of death with a sharp blade, a bloody Shura, every time he makes a move, someone will surely die under Ling Yu's broken sword.

"Oh no, Elder Hong, five corpses have been found here!"

"Endless Elder, seven of us have also been killed!"

"Elder Speechless, I came back just now and found that the six people who searched for Ling Yu with me were also dead!"

“......”

With the first shout, the sad news of the dead being killed also came from other corners of the mountain. Hearing that these dead soldiers who had been carefully trained by Sixiang City were killed unconsciously, Zhong Zhenhong and the three of them turned pale. In addition to the anger, they even had a trace of ...... in their hearts Get cold feet. Yes, although they are very reluctant to admit it, the repressed emotion accompanied by a little fear cannot fool themselves. Zhong Zhenhong and the others didn't expect that they would swear that they would slash Ling Yu, but they didn't expect that not only did they not hurt Ling Yu's hair, but there were constantly people on their side who were buried under Ling Yu's sword. Even, he felt that if he confronted Ling Yu head-on, he might not necessarily kill him. Zhong Muyang, Zhong Wuli, Zhong Wuxian, and these dozens of dead soldiers, they all died under their noses, and they didn't even see how Ling Yu made a move. Who is he, and why does he feel like he is facing a giant beast in the wilderness when he faces him?

Even an elder-level figure like Zhong Zhenhong has a timid heart, not to mention the few remaining dead soldiers of the Zhong family under his command. At this time, everyone in the Zhong family was in danger, for fear that they would be the next person to be killed by Ling Yu.

On top of an ancient pine tree not far from everyone, Ling Yu looked at the panicked cultivators of the Four Elephant City, a cruel smile rippled on the corner of his mouth, and he said softly: "Don't worry, the night is very long, and it has just begun!"