Chapter Thirty-Six: Healing Serious Injuries Without Spiritual Fruits
Later, for some unknown reason, within three months, the god of war Fan Xian and his younger brother really defeated the Netherworld Evil King at the top of Xuandan Mountain, and the entire evil clan disappeared overnight, as if the world had evaporated.
However, after this incident, the god of war Fan Xian and his younger brother Fan Sheng also formed some knots, and the two have been separated from each other since then, and there is no contact with each other.
In Xuanyuan's pondering moment, the handsome middle-aged man had already said loudly: "Since you lost to me, can you obediently go back to Xuandan Mountain with me?"
Xuandan Mountain?
Xuanyuan's face sank, and he muttered curiously: "Wasn't it already sealed 10,000 years ago, why did we go to that barren land?"
Heal the wounds!
The handsome middle-aged man glanced at the disheveled Xuanyuan from the corner of his eye, and said with a smile: "The injuries you have suffered at present must be completely healed by the spiritless evil fruit of Xuandan Mountain, and this evil fruit is only available to us in Xuandan Mountain!"
"Who the hell are you?"
"Why do you want to treat me after you beat me, if you don't confess your identity to me, I'd rather die than go with you!"
"You really want to know?"
The handsome middle-aged man sighed and replied in a compromised tone: "Okay, anyway, you are already a prisoner of my ranks, even if you know my name, you won't be able to make much trouble." ”
"My name is Zigui, you must have heard my name!"
"You are indeed the legendary god of killing, the prince of the Netherworld?"
This time, Xuan Yuan seemed to be mentally prepared, so he was not frightened by this name that resounded throughout the universe.
But the only thing that is puzzling is that this so-called god-killing evil king reappeared in the wilderness realm after 10,000 years, and he is still stirring up vendettas everywhere, doesn't he want to repeat the tragedy of 10,000 years ago?
Thinking of this relationship, the cold sweat on Xuanyuan's back immediately swished out, and his scalp was numb.
"That's right, I'm the son of the god killer back then, since I've confessed my identity to you, then please come with me!"
After saying that, the Killing God Zigui slowly stretched out his left palm and grabbed it out of thin air, and the body of the Xuanyuan Sword Immortal was suddenly sucked through the air like mud, without a trace of resistance at all.
Of course, he may have given up resisting a long time ago, after all, based on the strength of the Netherworld Evil King, even if the ancestor of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect appeared, it was estimated that it would not be the enemy of one of his moves.
Instead of going to death, it is better to live your life, and in the future, you may be able to expose the true face of the evil king in front of the Protoss and help the innocent Twilight wash away her grievances.
It's just that I pity this high-ranking sword immortal, but now I have to suffer such an inhuman shame.
After catching Xuanyuan, the Killing God Zigui lightly touched his feet on the ground, and his body flew quickly into the air, quickly flying towards the top of Mangshan Mountain, and in a moment there was no trace like a yellow crane.
If it weren't for the broken branches and leaves left in the peach forest and the scarlet blood in that place, I don't think anyone would have believed that there was an inhuman battle here a moment ago.
Besides, after Bai Du and Ling Yan left the peach forest of Dayongji in anger, they rushed to the Floating Jade Mountain non-stop, striving to cultivate the sword technique of the God of War Fan Immortal before the next full moon, so as to avoid suffering from the invasion of Canglong's ancient sword qi again.
On the morning of the second day, under the starry night of the two, they soon arrived at Mengying Mountain, which was only less than two hundred miles away from the Floating Jade Mountain.
According to the instructions of Bai Ze's Monster Diagram, it seems that there is a very delicious fruit growing on the mountain in this Mengying Mountain, called "A Luo Guo", this fruit is crisp and delicious, and it can also refresh and nourish the spirit, and it is definitely an excellent quality for the stomach and practice.
After the two of them summed up a little at the foot of the mountain, they planned to go up the mountain to collect some arro fruits to satisfy their hunger, and at the same time replenish the vitality consumed by the successive battles in the past few days.
However, as soon as the front foot entered the mountain, he immediately heard the sound of fighting in the mountain, and even heard a few intermittent wails and angry shouts, which was obviously someone fighting in the mountain.
"What's going on?"
Ling Yan cautiously stared at the dense forest in front of him, muttering curiously.
"Someone is in distress on the mountain, let's go and see!"
Bai Twilight anxiously reminded him, and flew forward like the wind under his feet, and Ling Yan could only quickly chase after him when he saw this.
As the two of them ran more and more up the mountain, the trees on both sides became more and more thin, until at last it became a completely empty valley, and there were still gurgling water and several fruit trees in the valley.
But the previous sounds of fighting and wailing had long since disappeared, but at this time there was a tall man in Xuanyi lying by the stream, and because it was far away, it was not clear for the time being, but it was certain that this man must have been injured, because his clothes were covered with dried blood, and his robe was dyed red.
The two of them didn't care if there was any danger in a hurry, but they both shook their bodies and quickly ran across the stream to the side of the injured.
After standing firmly, I looked at it again, and the tall man in the dark robe in front of me was actually unharmed!
That's right, the person who is quite heroic at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes is none other than the uninjured senior brother of the Guiru Temple.
However, at this time, his eyes were closed, he couldn't feel the slightest breathing sound between his noses, and his whole body didn't move at all, and he was completely dead.
"Why is he?" Ling Yan squatted down in confusion, frowning and looking at the injury.
Bai Du also reached out with interest to probe his snort, and then shook his head helplessly: "It's already dead, judging from the blood stains on his body, it is estimated that he will be dead for about a day!"
"It seems that Xuanyuan Sword Immortal didn't talk nonsense, sure enough, someone assassinated Wu Wei, and the person who assassinated Wu Wu was very likely to be you!" Ling Yan said as he playfully glanced at Bai Du beside him.
"Hey, hey, hey!"
Hearing this, Bai Du hurriedly stopped: "I have been inseparable from you for the past two days, once upon a time I came to this Meng Yingshan to kill someone?"
"Don't be a fool, if you really let someone listen to it, I won't be able to tell the difference!"
"Alright!"
Ling Yan glanced impatiently at the serious Bai Dui, covered his mouth and sneered: "You are too serious, if you can be a little more easy-going, maybe it will be more fun!"
In addition, judging from the current situation, it is very likely that you will be the one who killed without harm" "Of course, I mean the murder of the blame!"
"Are you saying that someone transformed into me and killed me halfway without injury, and Master Xuanyuan didn't wronged me?"
"...... right"
"Bold thief, you still dare to appear, if you don't eat you alive today, I won't call it Xiuji!"
At the moment when the two of them were talking happily, a violent sound suddenly sounded behind them, and then a white light flashed in front of them, and Xiu's strong body had appeared on the other side of the stream.