Chapter 512: Blood Word Seal
Originally, what made everyone who came proud was his identity as the valley master of the Medicine King Valley. He is used to talking about it, using this identity to teach his daughter, and also guide many confused disciples. Even if I lost more than three months, I never forgot it, and even wanted to have it again countless times, and I went back to the old days in my dreams. But every time I want to talk about it, Fu Qing will swallow it again. To be a human being, it is still interesting to learn, otherwise it will be regarded as a neuropathy.
Just as Xia Xiao said, as long as he doesn't break the truth, everyone will respect him, so why should he ask for hardship and have to tell his identity? He is not as noble as before, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a poisonous person from the deep mountains. He was covered in poison, and he could only do something with these poisons, but he didn't think that he would use it to help Xia Xiao deal with the Southern Merchants like this.
Xia Xiao didn't expect Fu Qing to appear, in fact, the latter has been hesitating, he has no grievances with the Southern Merchants, why should he be so serious? And the Southern Merchants will not kill Xia Xiao, he can do nothing at all. But the people of Great Xia have been urging him, and he remembered the temperament of the elder in the valley, and finally chose to help Xia Xiao. After all, the elder didn't believe in himself now, and if he wanted to ask about his own situation, he could only go through Xia Xiao.
If Fu Qing wants to stay in the Medicine King Valley again, he won't really wander the world, but he has to behave well, and this time he can't be cheating and playing tricks again. However, choosing this path, he was destined to have a difficult time, because there were a lot of potholes and stumbles along the way, but he still had to make a move, not to mention that the opponent was two cultivators of the same level who were not in good shape, so he couldn't help him.
The translucent city is like an ancient ruin, only the remnants of the minds of the obsolete of the times. Fu Qing walked through it, gradually approaching Xia Xiao, the palm raised in the robe faced the sky, and the vitality invoked turned into a pair of invisible big hands, lifting the sky above Xia Xiao's head that was about to collapse.
This kind of aura fluctuation made the two strong men of Nanshang know that they were at the same level as themselves when they heard it. If it was usual, they were naturally not afraid, but at this time, the state was not good, Xia Xiao himself was difficult enough, and adding a peer in excellent condition made them a little embarrassed. However, it also confirmed that their previous perception was correct, and there was indeed a strong man in the Great Xia military camp. The old man saw him gradually approaching, but he did not make a move immediately, there was a kind of hidden luck, and said:
"We have never been masked, we have no grudges, why bother to fight, can we take a step back?"
"Xia Xiao is a member of the academy, we have our own measure!"
The old man added another sentence and wanted to persuade him to retreat, but the person who came was resolute.
"I think you're not too young, and you're still so naΓ―ve. β
Fu Qing's voice was hoarse, but for Xia Xiao and Ah Candle at this time, it was not half unpleasant. And around his body, a dark green poisonous mist broke out of his body, fueling the turbulence with the wind, instantly spreading the heavens and the earth, rendering this silent world into a strange green.
The poisonous mist had not yet spread, but Xia Xiao's palm landed on the top of Ah Candle's head, enveloping it with layers of vitality. As for himself, even if he inhales these poisonous mist, he will be fine, at most he will only be uncomfortable for a while, and the toxin will be expelled. Therefore, Xia Xiao's eyes were firmly on the two old men, always on guard against their movements. It was inevitable that they would not be able to kill themselves, but they had been clapping their palms at themselves before, as if they had some unknown purpose.
The heavens and the earth were loud, deafening, and the collapsed sky rose high again, and the two old men changed their original tactics, one forward and the other backward after eye contact. Fu Qing's arrival was a bit sudden, and his aura was strong, even in their heyday, they might not be able to defeat them alone. So now it's time to do it quickly, with one person stopping it and the other sealing.
In the thick poisonous mist, the crimson flames continued to burn in the air, and then gathered, like a sun held in the hands of an old man. The scorching sun drove away the poisonous fog around him, stubbornly guarding his pure land, but in the face of difficult things coming from all directions, it seemed to have been surrounded. And the other shuttled through the poisonous mist, constantly heading towards Xia Xiao. But before the latter could make a move, the poisonous dragon was already churning in the mist, constantly opening its foul and poisonous maws towards it, trying to swallow it into its stomach.
This time he was entangled for a long time, but the person with the scorching sun opened his mouth and attracted Fu Qing's attention. The latter approached, but did not stop, but listened to the old man:
"Although this war is not over, the overall situation has been decided, you helped the wrong person, and you will end up with nothing. Even if you don't consider joining my Nanshang, you shouldn't help Da Xia, you can't bear the consequences of failure, and if you leave then, you will fall into an unkind and unjust place, so it's better to leave here, I don't think you're from Da Xia, right?"
"Strictly speaking, I'm not, but I've lost everything, and I don't care about anything at this point, I just do what I have to do. β
"Looks like there's no more to talk about. β
Speaking of which, it was enough, Fu Qing's vitality covered the sky and the sun, and went towards the two of them from all directions, eroding his scorching sun and trying to bind the other in the poisonous mist. But as soon as the latter gritted his teeth, he relied on the small suppression of Mu Xing by the fire line, causing the sun to explode in front of Fu Qing.
The terrifying explosive power of the fire line was displayed in an instant, and when the strong light blocked everyone's eyes, Xia Xiao didn't dare to close his eyes, but just squinted with all his might, protecting one arm in front of him. After the strong light, countless powerful waves of qi that came to Xia Xiao devoured him, and he urged his whole body to breathe in it, but it was only enough to resist, and it was difficult to defend himself and fight back.
In the midst of the waves, someone came, like a bird in the wind, with a pointed beak to pierce anything that stood in its way.
The two old men of Nanshang quickly approached Xia Xiao with such momentum, even if Xia Xiao could control the wind, it was difficult to sense where they were. Their speed was not something that Xia Xiao could accurately perceive. But when they appeared in Xia Xiao's field of vision, the poisonous mist had stretched out countless palms, blocking their bodies and catching birds like nets.
The palms in the poisonous mist are evil spirits from the dark green hell, rushing to emerge, the number is unknown, and it is difficult to count. These palms pulled the two old men, and even grabbed their beards, but at this moment, if they didn't succeed, how could they explain to the old man Ji and many soldiers?
The stronger the person, the more expectations he carries, the more he cannot afford to fail, otherwise Xia Xiao will not be blown to the sky? But the strength of this roadblock is very strong, which makes the two of them angry. However, they have all settled, and they are about to launch a moment of sealing attack. Their breath quickly became sluggish, and the minor injuries on their bodies were finally aggravated by the invasion of the poisonous mist.
Cultivators who use poison are relatively rare, and the two of them are not well prepared, so they are easily attacked. In front of him, Fu Qing appeared under the poisonous mist, wearing a mask like Shura's death.
"I don't want to make a vendetta, if you leave now, I can bypass you. β
Fu Qing raised his arms, and when his palms were spread, a sturdy poisonous dragon was entrenched and roared in front of his palms, as if he would close his poisonous teeth at any moment. This dragon is full of poison, even if they are hit, in this state they will be left with a dark disease for the rest of their lives, but when they look at each other, they all choose to burst out of vitality and move in unison.
The sudden explosion of vitality caused Fu Qing to take a few steps back, and then two blood-colored streamers shot out of their palms like meteors.
Fu Qing turned around and summoned his vitality, but the two streamers passed through it, like extremely sharp and thin needles. And Xia Xiao's vitality defense was also easily broken. Two streamers gathered, tearing through the clothes on Xia Xiao's chest and entering his body, leaving a strange blood-colored pattern, and his body also fell backwards in an instant. At this moment, Xia Xiao was like a dead country.
Everything around disappeared, Xia Xiao didn't have the slightest sound in his ears, and his eyes were dark, but he didn't panic in his heart, because he didn't have time to react at all. The vitality around Xia Xiao's body was all disconnected from him, leaving no trace behind, and began to gradually dissipate, not knowing where to go.
Xia Xiao felt a little suffocated, his body became extremely heavy, and he clearly felt that he had fallen to the ground, as if he could no longer get up. But slowly, it was only for that moment, he returned from the dead country, and it seemed that the people there hated him as a regular visitor, so they didn't go through the process this time, and drove him back.
The constant calling and shaking made Xia Xiao have a few intermittent sounds in his ears, and his extremely heavy body gradually regained his mobility, and the darkness in front of him finally became Ah Candle's anxious little face.
The clothes on her chest were shattered by the old man before, revealing an extremely deep groove. The snow-white complexion formed a sharp contrast with an extremely strange blood-colored pattern on it, which made Xia Xiao look at the lock eyebrows, but when he lowered his head with difficulty, he found that he also had such a strange pattern on his chest, like a complex intersecting rune.
"Are you alright?"
Ah Candle held Xia Xiao's face and didn't let him move. He gradually sat up, his state was still good, although his body was a little strange, like his strength was blocked, but in a roaring explosion, he still got up and protected Ah Candle in his arms.