"Your Majesty......"

In the Fengtian Palace, a palace protected by many five-grade offerings, the most famous transcendent doctor of the Xinhua Dynasty, Rothbull, checked the unconscious Gu Quan, and reported to Yi Zhenyu with a frown

"Your Excellency Gu Quan was injured by that six-rank transcendent in the sky, right? Please forgive Your Majesty for being incompetent, and there is nothing you can do about such injuries. ”

"What?" Yi Zhen's face changed, and he unconsciously raised his voice, "Rothbull, you are the most outstanding extraordinary doctor in the Xinhua Dynasty, can't even you cure Gu Qing?" ”

"Your Excellency's safety is at stake, Mr. Rothbull, don't be joking." An official said urgently.

"yes." For a moment, all the officials and nobles spoke, "Mr. Rothbull, have you taken a closer look?" ”

"Your Excellency Gu Quan is so seriously injured?"

"Mr. Rothbull, didn't you say that all of your supernatural items combined, can heal most of the world's injuries and diseases?"

"You're right, right?"

……

Faced with the doubts of the emperor, officials, and nobles, Rothbull was ashamed: "Your Majesty, Excellencies, the incompetence of the subordinates, and the injuries caused by the Six-Rank Transcendent are really beyond the limits of the treatment below. ”

"This ......" The officials and nobles looked at each other as if they had lost their backbone, but there were also some of them whose pupils dilated uncontrollably.

Emperor Yi Zhen lost his way, Gu Quan has been the head of the parliament for five years, he has excellent ability, and he arranges all the big and small things at home and abroad in an orderly manner, which makes Yi Zhen very relieved and relies on him very much.

If Gu Quan really fails, who should be entrusted with the responsibility of the Commander-in-Chief of the National Assembly?

"Mr. Rothbull......" Suddenly, Prince Yi Kun spoke, "If you just save the life of His Excellency Gu Quan and don't ask him to wake up immediately, can you do it?" ”

A congressional official's eyes lit up, and he immediately echoed, "Yes, what Your Excellency Prince said makes sense, Mr. Rothbull, can you save Your Excellency Gu Quan's life first?" As for waking up, let's figure it out slowly in the future. ”

"That's right, let's hang a life first."

"Mr. Rothbull, please......"

……

"This ......" Rothbull and Yi Kun exchanged a look, and said after a moment of silence, "If you just save a life, it shouldn't be a big problem, but whether you can wake up in the future is uncertain." ”

"Your Majesty." Yi Kun immediately suggested to Yi Zhen, "No matter what, let's save the life of Your Excellency Gu Quan first." Waiting for Xiong to worship and Commander-in-Chief Xiao to kill the thief, and then go to invite the best transcendent doctors in various countries, they will definitely revive His Excellency Gu Quan. ”

"That's what Uncle Huang said." Yi Zhen nodded again and again, and said busily, "Rothbull, let's save Gu Qing's life first." ”

"Yes!"

Yi Zhen's hanging heart was put back in his stomach, but as the so-called blessing is unparalleled, disaster is not a single line, at this time, above the sky, a rough scream suddenly sounded, making the hearts of the monarchs and ministers of the Xinhua Dynasty tremble.

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A pair of gray eyes shot out a cold gaze, which made the black crow looking directly at these eyes feel a wave of discomfort and ...... for no reason Fearful.

"Huh?" Qiu Wen, who was in the form of an earthly white python, made a puzzled sound, and she sensed that the toxin in the body of the picket officer with a mole on her face had stopped spreading.

The other party at this moment gives her a contradictory and strange feeling that the other party's soul is still alive, but the body is ...... but he is dead.

"Taste the living dead!" The picket with a mole on his face slapped his palm with a hideous expression, and the toxin in his body turned into a black cloud with the vast palm wind and rushed towards the black crow.

The crow's eyebrows twitched, and he instigated his wings to retreat without thinking about it.

The poison of the earthly white python is not so easy to bear.

But he was still rubbed by the palm wind, and a terrifying toxin immediately entered his body along the part injured by the palm wind.

The black crow's complexion changed slightly, and the toxin entered his body, which immediately made him dizzy. He tried to stay awake, watching the picket with a mole on his face chase after him, and without hesitation, he shot the 'Geng Gong's Great Han Divine Arrow'.

Burst!

The arrow of the 'Geng Gong's Great Han Divine Arrow' sank into the body of the picketer with a mole on his face, but as if he had lost his pain, he was not affected in the slightest, and continued to chase after the crow.

The black crow's wings were flapped, and the extraordinary ability of the 'Geng Gong's Great Han Divine Arrow' 'Heavenly Vision' was activated.

Thundered!

Above the Nine Heavens, the thunder caused by the aftermath of the battle between Xiong Jiuxiao and the mysterious man seemed to be guided by some kind of guidance, and slashed towards the picketer with a mole on his face, and directly slashed him into the depths of the earth.

Qiu Wen took the opportunity to come to the black crow, and transformed into a wood elf form, and a white and poisonous flower bloomed from her fingertips, detoxifying the black crow.

In the next second, the picket, who had a mole on his face, came out of the ground unkempt, blackened.

The two sides distanced themselves.

"It turned out to be your ......" The picketer with a mole on his face saw who attacked him clearly, revealing a surprised and abrupt look, "The criminal who escaped from prison in Xiacheng Prison and is a student of the traitor Xu Yan." ”

Speaking of this, he seemed to remember something, stared at the black crow suddenly, and asked, "This morning, the head on the Phoenix Mansion was hung by you, right?" ”

The black crow standing side by side with Qiu Wen heard this, and his eyes suddenly became stern, "Can I infer from the fact that I am Xu Yan's student that the head in the morning was hung by us, it seems that you are really in the same group as Yi An, tell me, how did you frame Xu Yan back then?" ”

"Hmph, it's you." The picket officer with a mole on his face sneered, "It's really surprising that you actually killed Yi An and found me."

"But alas, you're moving too slowly."

The crow frowned, "What do you mean?" Don't...... Could it be that it is your people who are fighting in the heavens at this moment? Are you going to take action? ”

The picket, who had a mole on his face, did not answer, and forced him forward, "Why do you ask so much?" If you want to know, go to Elysium and ask Xu Yan! ”

With that, he once again manipulated the magic book above his head and slashed out an infinitely powerful Chaos Greatsword!

"Be careful!" Qiu Wen's complexion changed, she had personally experienced the power of the Chaos Giant Sword, and she didn't dare to underestimate it.

She hurriedly manipulated the surrounding plants, extending out torrent-like vines and branches, trying to entangle the Chaos Greatsword, but before the vines and branches could get closer, they were dissolved into the most primitive Chaos power by the aura emanating from the Chaos Greatsword......

Seeing that the entanglement was ineffective, Qiu Wen was very anxious, she wanted to do something, but a rope silently wrapped around her body, binding her to death.

'Oshkona's Rope', Bondage!

"Eventful spirits, I'll clean you up later." The picket, who had a mole on his face, said coldly, then ignored Qiu Wen and manipulated the Chaos Giant Sword to slash at the black crow.

The wood elves are vigorous and difficult to kill, and the picket, who has a mole on his face, decisively chooses to concentrate his fire on killing the crow.

The shadow of death looms over the crow's heart, and every cell in his body is warning him, and his intuition tells him that he should run away, but he finally finds someone who knows the inside story, how can he let it go easily?

A supernatural ability that had never been activated before was activated by him

'Death's Scythe', Death Lives Forever!

A rich, pure and extremely dead aura emanated from the 'Death Scythe', and with the roar of the Nothing's resentful spirit, it merged into the black crow's body, making his figure rise little by little, turning into a black-robed, hollow-eyed, and scythe-wielding Death Image.

"Huh?" The picket's eyebrows twitched as the mole on his face twitched, and in his field of vision, the heavens and the earth were dimmed, and a grim reaper, surrounded by countless crows, stepped on the mountain of corpses and a sea of blood and quickly approached him.

The picket officer with a mole on his face felt a panic inexplicably, which made him feel very embarrassed, and he was actually frightened by a second-grade transcendent.

He gritted his teeth, ignored the bells and whistles, and slashed through the Chaos Greatsword.

The Chaos Greatsword pierced through the Death Phase, but to the surprise of the picket officer with the mole on his face, the Death Aspect did not dissolve into the purest chaos as expected.

"How is that possible?" His eyes widened and he couldn't accept the result.

But he didn't know that the ability of 'Death Eternal' is to make the host become the god of death, and during the transformation, the host holds the authority of death, immortal and indestructible......

The price, which is the negative ability of the 'Death's Scythe', is also severe.

When the 'Death Eternal' is activated, the host's lifespan will be permanently reduced by five years, and this reduction will be irreversible, and after activation, the host's body will irreversibly transform into an undead creature little by little......

And the transformation time is only five seconds!

The black crow didn't have time to delay, and while the other party was stunned, he had already summoned a black mourning stick

'Fan is helpless crying and mourning stick', chasing away the soul!

Bang!

The pitch-black mourning stick hit the picketer with a mole on his face, and an illusory figure was knocked out of his body, which was his soul.

The illusory figure's face showed a deep panic, and it released the vast soul power to resist the 'Fan Wu Helpless Mourning Stick', trying to return to its body.

How could the crow give him a chance?

Bang, bang, bang!

Several consecutive blows were given to the picket, who had a mole on his face, completely knocking his soul out of his body.

The 'Scythe of Death' stretched out and slashed hard, and the soul that had been driven out of the body could no longer resist, and it was pulled into the elder like a puff of green smoke, absorbed by the 'Scythe of Death'......

Bang!

The mole on his face rolled his eyes and fell weakly, the magic book above his head trembling slightly, and disappeared into the turbulence of time and space.

The 'rope of Oshkona' that bound Qiu Wen also disappeared into the turbulence of time and space, and she regained her ability to move, and immediately flapped the wings of Quetzalcoatl to the crow. She watched as the crow was on the 'Scythe of Death', gasping for air, and immediately injected him with a breath of life.

A sword wound on the black crow's abdomen slowly recovered, but Qiu Wen was not happy at all, she was keenly aware that the black crow's own life qi had permanently weakened a little......

"You're going to use that supernatural ability less in the future......"

"Okay." The crow smiled with difficulty, and immediately got up after regaining a little strength, "Let's go, go back to the inn and read this guy's soul." ”