A pure black sè embroidered with a blue-edged square scarf covered Qin Tong'er's eyes and nose, and he did not wear protective clothing, but only used a "auspicious handkerchief" made of auspicious heaven to protect his cheeks. The exposed eyes had begun to ooze blood, and they were filled with tiredness and a faint hint of despair that was difficult to catch.

It's been an hour and a half since the plague at the base, and during that time, the virus is spreading at a terrible rate, and despite the help of the Extinction Team's efficient disinfection department and the wooden door's purifying charm, it is still uncontrollable.

The source of the virus is the water source, and people who have drunk coffee and tea during this time have all been poisoned.

The poison used by the immortals is completely different from the poison in this world, and the antidote temporarily formulated can only delay the onset time, but it cannot fundamentally solve it.

for an hour and a half.

Terrible hour and a half.

There are more than 1,300 people in the base, and more than 500 people have been infected, most of them are poisoned by the digestive system after drinking water, and some of them are because the yellow water after the poisoner festers and touches the body.

The base was as quiet as death, and the people who were not poisoned had been gathered in the area, and after ultraviolet disinfection and inspection of the wooden door, they sat in the large conference room, and the faces of hundreds of people were dead ashes.

They know that many of their colleagues, friends, partners in the game of Qingrìli, and objects of intrigue are in Zone A. In despair waiting for death to come.

At the gate of Area A, Tai Tong'er stood straight like a javelin, and his extermination team and the wooden door had been working continuously for more than an hour, and it was time to run out of oil and dry up. The high-efficiency anti-virus of the extermination team was almost exhausted, and the true essence of those masters in the wooden gate was about to be exhausted, and the blue light sprinkled on the glass glass hall and other areas of Area A gradually faded.

No matter how light the blue light is, the vitality of the toxins in the human body will be revived.

There is no hope.

Human beings in despair can do anything, and the Boli door is full of yellow water and blood stains, which are all traces left by the poisoners who tried to grab out of the protective door and crawled out of the air window above.

All the members of the department who tried to climb out were ruthlessly killed by the strong attack team guarding the periphery with long-range fire under Qin Tong'er's cold order.

And so on several times. The people of the Poison Land finally gave up their struggle in despair, helplessly waiting for death to come.

Everyone's faces were filled with despair. The poisoned people sat stupidly in the corner, hiding behind their desks, far away from the yellow water in the center of the floor, as if the farther away, the safer they were, even if it was only for a few seconds, a few minutes......

The eyebrows of the crowd had fallen out. Bald, hair is also beginning to fall out, and the skin of the body is slowly ulcerating.

If it weren't for the extermination team and the wooden door who were desperately delaying the time for the toxin attack, the hall should be full of corpses and yellow water at this time.

Rao is like this, and more than a hundred people have turned into ghosts in the yīn world, blurred flesh and blood on the ground.

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"Zhu Lao, how long can you hold on. Tai Tong'er's right hand was always on an old man's shoulder, and his abundant Dao power was poured into the old man's body. Then the bamboo cane in the old man's hand dispersed, forming the most powerful clear light of the wooden door in the hall, sprinkled on the bodies of the poisonous people.

The old man looked back. The already blind eyes blinked twice weakly, revealing the miserable whiteness inside: "An hour at most, eldest prince, antidote?"

At this time, the scientists who had escaped the plague were gathering in the area, and after collecting the relevant serum, they began to develop an antidote that really targeted xìng.

Tai Tong'er shook his head, the light on his palm shone brightly, and the abundant Dao power continued to pour into Zhu Yingsuo's back,

Zhu Yingsu looked at the poor humans with loose hair and festering skin on their bodies, and sighed: "The people who applied the poison must be killed, I can feel that the toxins in these people's bodies seem to be controlled by some kind of force, so we can't let these toxins be purified. ”

Qin Tong'er snorted, and the eyes exposed outside the square scarf were cold and terrifying: "I've been looking for it, but I haven't found it yet." ”

"Go ahead, I can do it myself. ”

Zhu Yingsuo's shoulder moved, shook Tai Tong'er's palm away from his back, suddenly shouted, the eyeballs under his eyelids turned his head sharply, and with a snort, he turned the green bamboo cane less than two arms long into a bamboo flag, which was the same bamboo banner he held when he and Yi Tianxing were fighting.

The yellow cloth on the bamboo banner was unfurled, and a gust of fresh wind suddenly rose in the hall full of turbidity and evil, blowing on the poisonous crowd.

Tai Tong'er stood behind him, sighed, and disappeared.

Zhu Yingsu bit the tip of his tongue and snorted, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, bursting into a cloud of blood mist in the air. He stretched out his old fingers and drew quickly in the air, as if he was writing something, and as his fingertips moved, the empty blood mist seemed to be controlled by some kind of force, and began to fly and spin in the air, and then slammed into the bamboo banner and yellow cloth.

Poof.

Blood fell on the yellow cloth, and dozens of italics were written mixed with the meaning of softness.

"Shangqing clouds, clouds drifting thousands of miles, bamboo and peaches, peach three thousand, thousands of miles of wind, from the right intention to clear the heart, the heart is determined!"

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Between each word on the bamboo flag, there is no punctuation, a word is made, although it is an italic word, but the end of the word is dripping with blood, and each word is connected in one place like a dragon and clouds, without stagnation.

The clouds are dependent on each other, and that point is impressively red, condensed like cinnabar.

The two words are not the same.

Peach is similar to peach, that number of points are sprinkled like rain, like blood rain descending into the world.

The two words are also different.

Heart to heart is connected, a little bit like a cuckoo crying blood, enduring the tragic scene in the world.

The two words seem to be the same.

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Zhu Yingsu slammed the bamboo flag, and the bloody spells on the yellow cloth on the banner suddenly lit up. Each word seems to be embroidered with a blue glowing edge around it, and it looks extremely beautiful.

The last two heart characters suddenly dimmed, and the three dots on the word "heart" seemed to jump out of the bamboo flags.

The red dots, like blood. Blood in the heart.

The ground was pale, his chest moved suddenly, and his heart spurted from his throat...... But it was not a blood mist, but a plain green light mist, with the guidance of the bamboo flags, the light fan of the yellow cloth slowly drifted towards every poisonous crowd gathering room in Area A of the base.

This is his natal true element, the last breath of Elder Mumen's "qi".

As soon as the green mist came to his body, sure enough, the festering appearance of the poisonous crowd immediately improved.

Zhu Yingsu holds the green bamboo flag. The face was pale, and wrinkles gradually appeared. Looking extremely tired, he suddenly sighed slowly, and the rapidly rolling eyeballs in his eyes that had been closed also quieted.

He held the green bamboo banner like this and stood steadily at the gate of Area A, like a door god who blessed the safety of his family.

"Bamboo Lao has returned. ”

Tai Tong'er stood at the door of the small room, about two meters away from the hospital bed, and looked at Tai Linchuan who was sitting on the bed.

Tai Linchuan was sitting cross-legged on the bed at this time. His eyes were slightly closed, and his hands were knotted with the Tao, resting lightly on his knees, as if he was resisting something.

His brow moved slightly, as if he felt some kind of pain in his body.

The air exchange system is still running normally, there is a wind blowing in the small room, and the thin LCD TV on the window is also a scene where the wind is blowing and the grass is low.

The wind blew through Tai Linchuan's slightly messy eyebrows, and a trace of eyebrows fell weakly.

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"It's very poisonous. There's no way to force it out. Qin Linchuan slowly opened his eyes, looked at his son standing at the door, and said lightly: "Did you find that immortal family?"

Qin Tong'er bowed his head slightly: "No." Several teams have been sent to break through to the ground, but no news has returned. ”

Qin Linchuan sighed: "The difference in strength is too far, and if you can't find the Immortal Family at all, you will have to die." He got up from the hospital bed, frowned, touched his chest, and carefully turned to the bedside and coughed twice.

"Father......" Tai Tong'er looked up and frowned slightly.

"Are you waiting to die here?" Tai Linchuan smiled, "I'll go up to the ground and take a look." ”

"Yes. Qin Tong'er withdrew from the door and got out of the way.

Tai Linchuan was not in a hurry to leave, but said softly: "The reason why the situation has fallen to this day, I should bear the main responsibility, is that I dragged these people into this very unreasonable battle...... But...... Actually, I've just been trying to find a way out, to find a way out for cultivators in today's society, to find the corner that we should have, and to this day, I don't know if I've done anything wrong. ”

Tai Tong'er stood upright, silent like a soldier.

"There are two mountains that have been pressing on us, one side is the heavenly court, and the other side is ......" Tai Linchuan smiled: "I am the same generation of brothers as Zhu Yingsuo, you have not experienced those things when you are young, we often have to kill some very mysterious characters in various temples in the world when we were children, and the tragic situation at that time was actually not much better than today." ”

"What's even more terrifying is that the disciples of the last three days were forced to go to Guiyuan Temple after paying the price of hundreds or even thousands of people, inheriting the decree of heaven, and erasing the traces of those mysterious characters in the temple. ”

"If Zi'er was able to kill Yi Tianxing's master in Guiyuan Temple in four years, then there would be no such thing as now, and I could easily make a choice. ”

"Unfortunately, no. ”

"So...... I have chosen another path, and I am not willing to bear the heavens and spill the blood of you young people in those places. ”

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...... After a little silence, Qin Lin's face flashed a trace of inexplicable sè, and he said slowly: "Maybe I'm wrong." ”

Tai Tong'er didn't speak, just listened—he knew that this might be the last time he heard his father's words.

Tailinchuan loves tea, and tea does not leave his hand. It has been poisoned, although it is currently suppressing the geotoxin in the body with a strong Dao power, but if you meet an immortal on the ground, the two sides will fight. It is bound to die of poison.

Tai Linchuan's body gradually faded in the air, and he used the technique of teleportation to leave the base, leaving only the last sentence.

"Keep the remains of Zhu Yingsuo, if they don't disappear after half an hour, all the staff will evacuate and go to Kunlun. ”

Kunlun is the birthplace of the last three days, but if the place is evacuated, at least half of the people in this base will die in a frenzied claustrophobia.

Above the Gobi, the sun has passed its highest point. The dazzling white light slowly moved westward. The shadow of the black stone hill, which is rare in the desert, was also gradually elongated, and the shadow of yīn was like a demon that devoured people. Quietly occupy the territory of the yellow sand.

At the end of the shadow of yīn is a shallow mound, on which are some hardy, heat- and drought-tolerant strong plants, with low branches, and the small leaves on them are invisible, densely crawling all over the hills, which have obviously grown for many years.

It is about hundreds of kilometers away from the tomb of the Western Xia kings. In ancient times, there were often trade trips in the past, and the warriors of blood and fire in the Western Regions were buried here, and there were many secretly moving quicksand on the surface of the ground, so there were often ancient tombs brought out of the ground by quicksand.

This kind of shallow grave is everywhere and is inconspicuous.

But if one looks closely, one will definitely find that there is something unusual about this grave, and there seems to be some kind of dark light on the surface of the plants on the sand, above the thin layer of ash. It looks lifeless.

More lifeless than a dead grave.

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In the sand tomb, Haotian Monarch Lu Yue was lying with his eyes closed, his body was exactly the same temperature as the surroundings. Completely integrated with nature, there was no expression on the dark face, except that the eyebrows and hair seemed to be burned by something.

He has been secretly following Zhou Xin and Tai Linchuan, with the original intention of finding those human monks who are hiding like rats through Tai Linchuan. In the end, he found that the weapons of human beings were so terrifying that although he was hiding dozens of kilometers away, he was still inevitably injured by the high temperature and strong light after the nuclear explosion.

So he lurked, healing his wounds while using his best skills to retaliate frantically.

He didn't know where the secret base was, the base was deep under the sand, and it was protected by a large enchantment, so his divine sense couldn't be detected, so he took a more domineering approach.

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Hao Tianjun, who was lying quietly in the tomb, moved, but a lot of black qi slowly seeped out from his skin, forming a vicious aura like an entity, the breath seemed to be heavier than the air, slid down his body, and then seeped into the sand.

Poisoning, poisoning of immortals.

The method is simple, and the effect is terrifying.

At this time, there was already a living life in the hundreds of green square kilometers of sand around Lop Nur, except for the base. Along the quicksand, along the dark river, and along the root system of plants, the plague of the immortal family is spreading in every grain of sand, every drop of water, and in the body of every life.

In the distance, gerbils in a cave squeaked and seemed to be very frightened, and then slowly fell, and the corpses of a dozen rats gradually turned into yellow water and seeped into the sand.

At the outlet of a dark river farther away, a Huang Zhen was drinking water, and after only one sip, he fell into the shallow river with a thud, and rolled his eyes weakly, revealing the lifeless whites of his eyes, and the corners of his lips flowed with evil saliva and dripping into the water.

The water poured into the sand, and the Hu Yanglin in the distance was blown by the hot wind on the desert, and the body of the tree seemed to become brittle in an instant.

Within hundreds of square kilometers, there is almost no sign of life activity.

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Hao Tianjun was still lying quietly, as if he was sleeping sweetly, knowing what a terrifying scene the dream was, and the corners of his lips were flushed with a faint, yīn smile.

In ancient times, he was a plague god, killed countless people, created several catastrophes, and was finally waved by the whip of the killing god of the golden sè, separated from this world, and was included in the immortal class.

It has always been a pity that he has never had the opportunity to use his epidemic supernatural powers, and he can no longer enjoy the pleasure of watching life gradually wither.

He likes that feeling, and whenever his nose **, he can recall the sweet smell of death.

"Damn whip. ”

The whip made his plague magic power drop a lot, and he added many prohibitions, and now he can no longer spread the epidemic in the air, which made Haotian Jun Lu Yue hate for thousands of years.

Plague is a spell forbidden by heaven, but he doesn't want to care about so much. If it weren't for the fact that the Wudang faction, the Songshan faction, and the Laoshan faction, these human monk sects all have backstages in the sky, maybe he would have killed all the cultivators who were in a nest with snakes and rats before coming to the desert.

The reason why the fifth princess chose the Kunlun faction to teach immortals was because she saw that the Kunlun faction had no backstage in the sky.

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Western proverb: God's whip refers to the eastern rangers.

Lu Yue didn't know this, and he wouldn't want to know this, he just felt that he should be the whip of heaven to punish these disrespectful people, and he should not be restricted by those hateful immortals with decent immortal faces.

But I'm also very satisfied.

He smiled, lay quietly in the thousand-year-old desolate grave, feeling the epidemic in his body slowly force out, slowly seeping into the ground, slowly killing countless living beings, it felt very good—like a mummy full of resentment towards the world.