"Escape!" the crowd strode around.

Above the Nine Infant Cold Pool, the bubbling poisonous water made a thumping sound.

"If you can't escape, the nine babies will die if you enter it, there is no medicine to solve, and there are no bones. ”

"Just letting him die, it's really cheap for him. ”

After this poison enters the body, there are nine symptoms, or burning, or fear of water, or convulsions all over the body, or skin ulcers......

If you are poisoned for a while, you will not die, but you will be tortured for nine days before you die. This is what life is better than death.

Venerable Ren looked at the poisonous pool, his eyes showed resentment, and he just let Chu Wangxian die, it was too cheap for him.

......

In the poison pool, there seems to be another strange time and space, and even the signal in the live broadcast room has been cut off.

This caused the worries of the immortal cultivators of Yunmeng Mountain.

If Chu Wangxian died, such a big target as Yunmeng Mountain would be destroyed by Pingfeng Mountain sooner or later.

At this moment, in the middle of the cold pool.

A figure was like a stone, quickly sinking into the water, and Chu Wangxian carried Su Sujin downstream.

If you look closely, you can see that Su Sujin's body is wrapped in thick ice and has entered a frozen state.

Ice can isolate toxins, but it is difficult to say whether it can be revived when it is unsealed.

The water flow in the cold pool was violently disordered, and Chu Wangxian's body quickly lost control, and was dragged downward, like the turn of a washing machine, constantly stirring the two of them.

There was a strong attraction on the soles of his feet, like a black hole, pulling Chu Wangxian's body and dragging him towards the bottom of the pool.

In the process of falling, Chu Wangxian felt a pain all over his body, and the toxins in the water were like ants gnawing on them, and they went straight to his skin.

He cursed, the Nine Infant Toxin spread all over his body, and he was certain to die.

After about a hundred breaths.

Chu Wangxian, who was drifting with the tide, had already seen clearly, and an indescribably large dragon corpse appeared in front of him at the bottom of the pool.

At this moment, only the two dragon heads above the neck can be seen.

The rest of the seven dragon heads, as well as the huge dragon corpse body, were not visible at all.

It is estimated that the body length of this dead nine babies is probably several miles long, comparable to the legendary divine beast.

Chu Wangxian remembered Candle Jiuyin.

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas" contains: in the north of Chishui, there is Zhangwei Mountain, there is a god, a human face and a snake body, its eyes are obscure, its vision is bright, it is a candle nine yin, it is a candle dragon.

Candle Jiuyin is the god of Zhongshan Mountain, with a human face and a snake body, the whole body is red, and the body is thousands of miles long, and its light can shine on the darkness of the North Pole.

Counting, although the body of the Nine Babies is huge, it is still insignificant in front of the Thousand Miles Candle and Nine Yin.

In the chaotic underwater undercurrent, the two dragon heads of the Nine Babies are like two statues, one head swallowing the water flow, and the other head spewing fire.

Nima!

Chu Wangxian cursed, his body was uncontrollably driven by the current, and he was swallowed by one of the heads of the Nine Infants, and entered the corpse of the Nine Infants.

After a long time!

In a dark underground cavern, a purple light suddenly lit up, and the light illuminated, revealing a cave like a tunnel.

This is not the real cave, but the throat of the head of the Nine Infants.

Chu Wangxian was a little irritable, he didn't want to go into the mouth of the demon beast to hunt for treasure.

With a bang, a person jumped up in the water, and Chu Wangxian jumped out, he put the frozen Su Sujin on the ground, and looked around vigilantly.

Look down.

The green toxin is like a beautiful pattern, it has penetrated into its own skin, and it has gathered in the internal organs of the whole body, which is not a good phenomenon, as the toxin poured into the internal organs, soon the nine infant poison began to attack.

The fire poison was burning Chu Wangxian's whole body, and that feeling was exactly the same as piercing his body with a steel needle and scraping his bones with a hacksaw.

Terrible.

Even if Chu Wangxian endured it, the burning sensation that hurt his heart lingered, like the punishment of a fire, and his bone marrow was in severe pain.

"Whew!"

After a long period of pain, Chu Wangxian's body was drenched in cold sweat, as if he had been fished out of water. He felt it again, although the Nine Infant Poison in his body had not dissipated, the pain had dissipated.

There are nine kinds of nine infant poisons, the first fire poison has survived, the cold poison on the second day is more intense and fierce, and the soul poison that has survived until the ninth day will collapse even the immortals.

Chu Wangxian let out a sigh of relief, he looked in front of him, and hid the Three Five Evil Slashing and the Infinite Sword in the dark

After walking a dozen steps, he entered the depths of Jiu Ying's throat, about the location of the Adam's apple.

Suddenly, Chu Wangxian looked at the right side vigilantly.

The throat of the Nine Infants, who had long since died, had turned into a hard lump like stone, and in the stone wall, three eyes were looking at him, and these three eyes were dripping and turning.

Living.

Chu Wangxian held the spirit stone in his hand, and the purple light shone away.

Chu Wangxian finally knew what it meant to be miserable, an old man in front of him was sitting cross-legged, thin and skinny, only one eye on the top of his head was very bright, similar to Erlang.

"Giggles, after so many years, someone finally came down to accompany the old man. "A weak voice, so weak mosquitoes.

"Who are you?" Chu Wangxian asked with a glare.

He is ready to attack, once this old ghost makes any abnormal moves, three or five slashes and Wuji Sword slashes, this old ghost will not live for a second.

"I think back then, who didn't know the old man. ”

The old ghost's voice suddenly rose twice, majestic as a mountain, "The old man is the lord of Pingfeng Mountain, the demon king, and the thousand-eyed demon king." You, junior, why don't you kneel when you see me? ”

Chu Wangxian looked at it indifferently, this old thing is very evil, and he is not stupid.

He estimated that this old man should also have come to fetch the Nine Infant Spiritual Fire, but unfortunately he was trapped here.

Looking at the withered appearance of this old man, I am afraid that he is going to die in his last years.

"I'm not a mountain person, and it's useless for you to say it. Chu Wangxian said bluntly.

"It turns out that like Zhang Sanfeng's bastard, you sneaked into Pingfeng Mountain, and you also had the idea of beating the Nine Infant Spirit Fire?"

After the old ghost finished speaking, he muttered in pieces, "Today's demon king is really a waste, he actually let you in, but the old man defeated Zhang Sanfeng's house back then." ”

"It's useless for you to sneak in, sooner or later, like the old man, or like those white bones in front, you will become inhuman and ghostly if you don't die. ”

Chu Wangxian heard the clue, and looked at the old man's eyes, which gradually became sharp.

This old man is the demon king of Pingfeng Mountain in the previous generation.

I'm afraid that Xiuwei has entered the realm of demons, comparable to a foundation building monk, but now he is a wasted person.

Chu Wangxian was lazy about this old ghost and turned around to leave.

"Wait!"

"Come here, I, Yang Lian Zhenjia, is the fifty-ninth generation demon king of Ping Fengshan, watching your luck is monstrous, I can give you a peerless opportunity. ”

"This opportunity originated from Tianzhu, passed on to Tibet, and finally obtained by the Southern Song Dynasty, which is a supreme thing against the sky, hehe!"

The old ghost saw Chu Wangxian turn around, and he was proud in his heart, this kid finally entered him.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The three or five slashing evil spirits were pulled out, and the old ghost was hit twice on the head, making him dizzy.

"Wait, do you know who I am? You dare to hit me. ”

I saw Chu Wangxian's anger: "Yang Lian Zhenjia, it turned out that you are a scum of the Buddhist Sect, and you have to fight twice more." ”

"Bang!

In the quiet space, two more screams were heard.

"Wait, stop fighting, there's something to say. ”