"Master Xuanrong doesn't need to worry."

Xuanrong was counterattacked, the golden light suddenly dispersed, and Yebei's footsteps did not stop, speaking coldly, without the slightest emotion.

"Forbidden Technique Apocalypse, corroding the heart demon, once it is cast, the consequences are unimaginable, Lord Beiwang is far from knowing the consequences!" Xuan Rong said anxiously.

The reason why the Ancient Martial Heavenly Apocalypse is listed as a forbidden technique is for this reason, no matter who it is, no matter how high the cultivation is, it is difficult to suppress it.

Once the heart demon is eroded, it is like falling into the realm of going mad and falling into the realm of demons, the six relatives do not recognize it, and the murder is like hemp.

With the current strength of the King of the North, once he goes crazy, who can stop him? It will be ruined and corpses will be everywhere, and now, the demons in the heart must be strangled.

Just now, Xuan Rong wanted to use his own cultivation and the power of Buddhism to seal the demonic nature of the forbidden apocalypse, and he must not let the Northern King fall into madness.

This is not to save the king of the north, but to save all living beings in the world.

Yebei didn't know that if he wasn't sure, he would not easily perform such a forbidden technique, let alone let Xuan Rong fight with his life.

"Master Xuanrong, I said it, don't worry." Yebei's face was indifferent, and his lips moved slightly.

The words were completely different from before, apparently a forbidden spell and influenced by the demons in their hearts.

"King of the North, you ......"

As soon as Xuan Rong spoke, Yebei stopped and interrupted.

"Master Xuanrong, I won't fall into madness, I don't know if I will suppress it with a hundred years of life, will you rest assured?"

When Xuan Rong heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was shocked.

"Big brother, you have spent a hundred years of life?!" Lu Zhongyuan was stunned in place and exclaimed.

As a martial artist, with the growth of cultivation, the lifespan will naturally be extended, which is also the reason why countless martial artists desperately want to improve their strength.

In order to increase the life span of ten or eight years, countless martial artists have worked hard to study, and they have not hesitated to go bankrupt, after all, what can be more important than extending their lifespan.

But what the eldest brother said just now turned out to be a hundred years of life!

Such a price can be described as miserable.

Yebei hugged Gu Moli tightly, did not speak, moved forward again, and walked down the mountain.

Seeing that Yebei was about to leave, Long Yanyan suddenly spoke: "Yebei, the catastrophe of Tianwei has passed, and the next thing is the baptism of the dragon vein, which can help you improve your strength." ”

He had heard what Xuan Rong had said just now, and understood the consequences of casting the forbidden apocalypse, but now Yebei suppressed it at the cost of consuming a hundred years of life, and after the baptism of the dragon vein, once the strength was improved, the lifespan would be extended.

Yebei heard this, but he didn't look back, and said coldly:

"Dragon vein baptism, you go and carry it."

The dragon vein qi yun has become a catastrophe of heavenly might, and he wants to kill himself, not only that, but also severely injured Mo Li, such a move, how can Yebei be willing to accept its favor.

If the heavens destroy me, I will rebel against the heavens, this sentence is not just a saying.

As the lord of a country, Long Yanyan is only a king-level strength now, which is too low, and he needs it even more.

Seeing that Yebei's footsteps did not stop, Long Yanyan hesitated for a moment, but still spoke: "Yebei...... You are seriously injured and have spent a hundred years of life, since you are unwilling to accept the baptism of the dragon vein, it may be helpful to lead the country to add to it. ”

Guided by the fortune of the country, it is true that the injury of Tianwei in Yebei's body can be treated, but more importantly, he Long Yanyan has selfish intentions, and he has not completely given up on the matter of the king of the town.

Yebei stopped when he heard this, turned around slowly, and stared at the Zhenguo Seal in Long Yanyan's hand.

With a thought, Zhenguo Yin came out of his hand and flew down in front of Yebei.

Long Yanyan was suddenly overjoyed.

The boxy Zhenguo seal floated in front of Yebei like this, exuding an extremely huge force, and this power was the national fortune.

And the next moment, what happened shocked everyone.

With a popping sound.

The Zhenguo seal was directly turned into powder, and the power contained in it was scattered with the powder......

"King of the North!" Xuan Rong couldn't help but exclaim.

Yebei actually directly destroyed the seal of the king of the town!

"There will be no more town kings!"

The cold words fell, and Yebei walked away.

Long Yanyan was so unwilling, so he directly cut off his thoughts.

The safety of Huaguo is in danger, and Yebei will protect it, which is a responsibility that must be shouldered on his shoulders, but the road of the emperor will not take half a step in this life.

Long Yanyan's lips opened slightly, and he stopped talking, but he didn't open his mouth after all.

For Yebei destroying the seal of the king of the town, I don't dare to blame half a sentence.

After all, this seal was specially created for him.

Lu Zhongyuan called the Black Hawk fighter, and Yebei held Gu Moli in his arms and stepped on the fighter.

With a bang, the Black Hawk disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Yebei wants to leave, and no one dares to stop him.

At this moment, it was noon, the sun was shining, and the Martial Saint Mountain Range was silent, as calm as ever.

It's just the collapsed mountain, the wounds all over the ground, and the corpses of hundreds of people outside the country, which can hardly hide the tragedy just now, and it is a mess.

The Black Hawk fighter jets were moving at full speed in the air, heading towards Jinghai.

……

As the sky gradually darkened, in the living room of the villa, thirteen figures stood still, talking to each other, discussing something.

This place is not the Yejia Manor, but the villa that Yebei bought before, at this time, Mo Li was hit hard by the power of Tianwei, and if he was in the Yejia Manor, he would inevitably be disturbed.

These thirteen figures are naturally the thirteen national doctors in the Zhu God Temple, all headed by Xue Zhongzi at this time, after all, with the help of the Bone Melting Blood Grass, Xue Zhongzi has been promoted to the level of a king, although he has not reached the realm of a great country doctor, but he has surpassed everyone in medical skills.

"Old man Xue, you have something to say, what can you do?" Liu Guoyuan, a traditional Chinese doctor in the west, spoke anxiously.

Gu Moli had already checked his injuries, and there was nothing they could do, after all, Tianwei's injuries were unusual, and they were all helpless.

"Ugh."

Xue Zhongzi sighed and shook his head helplessly.

As a real great power doctor, the hall master has no choice, what ability do they have.

Inside the house, a door opened, and Yebei quietly walked out, unable to hide his tiredness.

Just now, he used the Nine Shadows Mystery Needle, and he conveyed a lot of true qi, but it still had little effect.

If there is no way, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Mo Li to survive tonight.

"What can you do?"

Yebei's tired body sat down casually, and his white hair was even paler at the moment.

No one spoke for a while, and their eyes were fixed on Xue Zhongzi's face.

Yebei could feel everyone's eyes and looked at Xue Zhongzi.

Although Yebei is now a great doctor, he has been taking the road of protecting the country and martial arts for many years, and he is not as good as Xue Zhongzi in terms of medical research.

At this moment, his eyes were all on his body, Xue Zhongzi's face was solemn, but he didn't speak, as if he was thinking hard.

After a moment of silence, Xue Zhongzi's eyes lit up, turned dim, sighed, and shook his head.

How could this subtle action escape the night north.

"What did Elder Xue think of?"

Xue Zhongzi heard this, but he kept silent.

"Old Xue?"

Yebei Jian frowned slightly, and opened his mouth to urge, this Xue Zhongzi has a deep study of medical skills, and obviously thought of some way.

Seeing that Xue Zhongzi was silent, all the Chinese doctors were immediately furious, when was this time, and he was still hiding.

"Old man Xue, if you think of something, just say it!" Another Chinese doctor immediately shouted.

"I, I didn't think of anything." Xue Zhongzi's eyes dodged.

It's not that I don't want to say it, but I can't say it, once I say it, it's very likely to cause the consequences of the fall of the hall master.

Gu Moli, as the wife of the hall master, his life is of course important, but in the eyes of Xue Zhongzi, and even in the eyes of the entire Zhu God Temple, no one can be more important than the life of the hall master.

Once it is said, the hall master will inevitably perform this technique, and if it is not successful, it will be two lives.