Chu Ge's current situation is very bad, the bloodline and the Yuan vein are completely different systems, when those broken star elements are mixed into the blood and flow throughout the body, it is as if the meridians of the whole body have been cut by countless knives, such pain is no longer endurable by ordinary people. Fortunately, Chu Ge has no other advantages, that is, his willpower is outrageously firm, whether it is in the outer sect bamboo forest or when absorbing those eternal cold qi in the Ice and Snow Valley, the reason why he can persist is completely by virtue of the ruthlessness in his bones.

The pain was bearable, but what was even more troublesome was that Chu Ge's vital function was beginning to decline at an extremely fast rate, which meant that he could die at any time.

"Inheritor, why do I get into trouble every time I wake up!"

At this critical moment, the totem on the back of the Chu singer gradually emerged, and a powerful voice that had gone through vicissitudes came into his mind.

"Ao Xuan senior!" Chu Ge hurriedly responded, he was extremely weak now, even if he was mentally communicating, he seemed a little weak, but it was undoubtedly good news for him that this long-sleeping Giant Spirit Clan patriarch woke up at this time.

"You have been poisoned by the Transformation Yuan, don't use the Xingyuan for the time being, my Extreme Ice Ancient Jiao's Soul can slow down your blood flow, but if you don't treat it in time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to save your little life!" Ao Xu's voice was full of stern and anxious, the battle in the Ice and Snow Valley consumed his soul power very much, if it wasn't for feeling that Chu Ge's vitality was dissipating rapidly, he would never have woken up so early, sure enough, this inheritor is really not worrying at all, Ao Xuan is naturally not a good old man, he has to help Chu Ge everywhere, but if this person dies, what should their giant spirit clan do?

Therefore, for Chu Ge's act of not cherishing his life so much, Ao Xu can be said to be angry.

After finishing speaking, a frost energy burrowed into Chu Ge's heart, thus merging into the blood and flowing all over his body, like an ice fountain flowing into the fire path, and the fire finally quieted down.

And Chu Ge's eyebrows and long hair were also covered with a thin layer of frost at this time.

"Little junior brother, you ...... Who are you?" Lin Su and Shi Lan were the closest to Chu Ge, and when that layer of frost appeared, they had already seen it, but they didn't know whether this phenomenon was bad or good for Chu Ge.

"Senior brother and sister, I'm fine!"

Chu Ge stood up, smiled with great difficulty, and slowly walked in front of the two of them.

Ao Xu's frost soul power only slowed down his blood flow, in other words, this move was a solution to the urgent need, how could it be regarded as nothing? First, Chu Ge didn't want the two of them to worry too much, and second, he had to stand up at this time and find out a reason why he couldn't die in front of the disciples of the whole sect.

The deep meaning of Tang Dingtian's words, Chu Ge naturally understood.

Cheng Zhan's expression was solemn, Tang Yan'er, Du Maomao, and Xiaohu held their breath, and Squeak also raised their heads high.

All the disciples of the Inner Sect were also completely quiet at this time, although they didn't wait to see Chu Ge, but they were inexplicably nervous because of such an atmosphere, even the disciples of the Wu Pavilion who were clamoring to break him into pieces were no longer noisy, everyone was waiting for Chu Ge to speak, because his next words would decide his own fate, and even bigger, these words would determine the shape of the upper echelons of the Inner Sect.

For Chu Ge, he seemed particularly calm at this time, even calm as if he was an outsider, and outsiders have always looked at things more clearly, and what he said naturally did not take into account those veils of hypocrisy and ugliness.

"If someone kills me, why can't I kill him?" Chu Ge's voice was also very flat, completely expounding on a matter of course.

"He is the Seven Swords!, it is the future of the Nebula Sect, how can he be killed by the other rats?" Feng Ting patted the handrail, and the whites of his cloudy eyes were bloodshot.

"Seven Swords, such a weak and despicable person is the future of my Nebula Sect?"

There was a dead silence in the field, weak? He was talking about Shi Lei's weakness?

"Junior, you are looking for death!" The wooden chair shattered, Feng Ting's white hair was windless, and even the high platform seemed to be about to be broken, Shi Lei was his personal disciple, born with strange powers, regardless of qualifications and temperament, he was the best choice, and he was carefully cultivated by Feng Ting for nearly ten years, but such a talented person was said to be so unbearable by an unknown junior, how could he bear it?

"Zhang Hui dissolved the poison of Huayuan in his sword, and after hurting me, he took the initiative to admit defeat, presumably you just calculated that I would use Xingyuan in Shi Lei's duel, and after the poison attacked, Shi Lei could kill me in one fell swoop. ”

"The dignified Nebula Seven Swords, when facing a cultivator of the Quenching Body Realm, actually used such a method, what is wrong with me saying that he is despicable?"

"I quench my body with seven layers and a highly poisonous body in my body, I can wipe it out with one move, what's wrong with me saying that he is weak?"

Chu Ge's voice became louder and louder, and he took a step forward, his eyes locked on Feng Ting, not only did he not have any intention of retreating, but his tone was pressing step by step. Chu Ge's words seemed arrogant, but they were actually very subtle, how could he not know how Zhang Hui could get such a precious ** as the poison of Huayuan, if there were no old things behind his back, he would never have come to his own trouble for a cousin now.

When he said this, the meaning was obvious, if this matter was not instructed by you elders, then it must have been done by Shi Lei, who was an opponent.

"Yes, you see that there is starlight shining in the blood spit out by Chu Ge, it must be a star element that has been dissolved by the poison of the Transformation Yuan, this kind of ** that can be threatened even by the Xingfu Realm, even the Seven Swords are difficult to obtain!"

Du Maomao's eyes rolled, and he immediately shouted loudly. When he said this, he undoubtedly threw the black cauldron to Shi Lei, plotting against such a despicable thing as a disciple of the Quenching Body Realm, which of these elders can afford to lose such a face? If Shi Lei is allowed to carry the black cauldron, then it will all make sense, Chu Ge suddenly spit out black blood at the critical moment in the previous duel, the disciples in the field can naturally see it clearly, even the pool of black blood left in the ring still exudes a faint starlight, and people with a little insight can see at a glance what kind of toxin he has in his body.

After all, the name of the poison of the Yuan is really not small.

From the first duel, when Zhang Hui automatically admitted defeat after injuring Chu Ge, to the timing of Chu Ge's toxin attack, judging from the connection between these things, Shi Lei is indeed very suspicious.

The disciples of Wuge all blushed, and they couldn't speak for a long time, they were Shi Lei's junior disciples, and they knew the former's temperament. This senior brother of theirs is indeed not a decent gentleman, he has always acted ruthlessly and decisively, and such despicable methods have not been used without use in the execution of missions.

"Ridiculous, a bunch of nonsense, let that Zhang Hui come out to confront him!" Feng Ting's hands trembled slightly, already angry.

Chu Ge smiled coldly, but looked at Shangguan Yun and said, "Do you think Zhang Hui is still alive?" Chu Ge knew very well in his heart that the Wind Pavilion was the most secret intelligence agency of the Xingyun Sect, and the matter of condensing Xingyuan by himself was probably only known to the high-level officials of the Wind Pavilion, Zhang Hui, as a disciple of the Wind Pavilion, came alone to participate in the sect conference with the Transformation Yuan Poison, and the mastermind behind this matter, the biggest suspect was naturally the Elder of the Wind Pavilion, Shangguan Yun. Now that Zhang Hui has completed the task, how can he still be left alive?

Shangguan Yun and Chu Ge looked at each other, a faint cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly: "Even that Shi Lei used unsightly means, but you can't kill him, because he is the future of the Nebula Sect, and it would be a capital crime for you to kill him." ”

"Yes, he killed Senior Brother Shi Lei, this is a capital crime!"

"Kill him, are the people of the Law Enforcement Pavilion trying to shield him?"

The disciples of the Martial Pavilion also shouted loudly when they heard this, killing the Seven Swords, these four words are the key to all the problems, it doesn't matter how the process is, since he has committed such a serious crime, he should naturally be severely punished.

The Nebula Sect seems to be peaceful and quiet, but this place is by no means an ivory tower, once you enter the sect, you can only keep climbing up, otherwise you will always be trampled under the feet of others. They are also disciples of the Nebula Sect, but not everyone's lives are equal, the inner disciples killed the outer disciples, and the sect's handling of similar incidents is also painless, and it is precisely because of this system that the competition between disciples will be particularly fierce, and the cultivation will become more and more diligent, and the competition between disciples is the foundation of a strong sect.

Chu Ge killed Yan Song in front of thousands of people when he was in the Outer Sect, but in the end, he was only locked up for more than ten days, fundamentally speaking, the potential he showed was far greater than Yan Song. And now, he killed Shi Lei, it was the Seven Swords, the Martial Pavilion Elder after the Xingyuan Sect, and the peerless genius who occupied most of the sect's cultivation resources, killing him was undoubtedly cutting off the sect's future arm, how could it be reasonable not to pay for his life?

"The future of the Nebula Sect?"

Chu Ge sneered, his pupils revealed a cold gray-blue color, the frost qi of the Ten Thousand Years Extreme Ice Ancient Jiao swept away from his body to all directions, those cold qi froze the moisture in the air, and the ice on the ground spread around him at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the square with a radius of thousands of zhang was wrapped in plain makeup and silver in only about a moment, and was forcibly turned into a land of extreme ice.

And Chu Ge stood in the middle of this land of extreme ice, and his voice resounded on the top of the Demon Suppression Mountain.

"I am the future of the Nebula Sect!"

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