The witch fairy walked through the tunnel, and after a short time returned to the cave, looked inside, and sure enough, he saw Pan Xuan stretching out his hand against the statue of the fighting god. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Wu Xian pondered: "What a thousand immortals, he used the Taiyi Chaos Soul Method to destroy my secret technique." Quietly, he blended his body into the veins of the tree, swam like a fish, blinked behind him, stretched out his long nails, and grabbed the vital point of his back.

Who knew that after a slight touch, the figure was gone, and the witch fairy was shocked, and as soon as he turned around, he was slapped on the head with a coiled palm. She was dizzy, and she was lifted up and pressed against the statue, and her head hurt like a pinprick. She was well-informed, and immediately understood: "My soul-containing spell is extremely good, he can only disturb its effect, but he can't break it. He.... I've been waiting for me to come here for a long time, and I can really trap me by borrowing my body!"

She has a spirit in her body, there is a soul in the statue of the god of fighting, and her hands and feet are moved, the statue of the god of fighting sucks the witch fairy tightly, her body is weak, and she can no longer resist, and when she sees the purple smoke in her eyes, her heart is beating in shock, and she begs for mercy: "Don't.... Don't eat my head, I.... I.... Painful change of the past, this is.... Clean up one's act. ”

Pan Xuan smiled: "I also washed my hands early, and I don't eat the brains of my compatriots." "Since he commanded the big black snake, he can refine people's souls at any time, and when he is hungry, he can find a wicked person to kill, and he can eat and suppress his appetite, so that he has no intention of killing his compatriots.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, the witch fairy asked worriedly, "Then you want to... How to deal with me?"

"You used to be a big man in the Hundred Gods Sect, right? Do you believe in the Red Plague of the Fighting God, so you are proficient in medical skills?" You tell me the truth about how you came here, how you were trapped, and why you wanted to harm Dahao and Suojiu'er. ”

Wu Xian said: "If I say it all, will you let me go?"

Pan Xuan said, "If your sin is really not great, why should I kill you?"

Wu Xian saw that what Pan Xuan said was true, and said happily: "There is no sin, there is no sin, my merit is really not small." Her voice was really slight, she turned her eyes, glanced back, and said: "Great Immortal, you have a lot of experience, not inferior to me, should you know the origin of this Fighting God Red Plague Hades?"

Pan Xuan nodded and said: "He is the most powerful demon in the Soul Gathering Mountain, even the king of Hades was killed by him, and then he was defeated by Chi You, and he came to the mortal world with Chi You. ”

Wu Xian repeated: "Yes, yes, the Fighting God Lord is truly great. It's just that adults don't know that this fighting god Hades was once a human being in the mortal world, suffering from countless evil diseases, alone, hiding in barren mountains, and the situation was very miserable. It is said that he had leprosy, and his skin was rotten, and he became like a skeleton. And he was very sick, and he grew taller, and when he walked like a hill. ”

Pan Xuan Qi said: "The other people look like skeletons, tall as mountains, this appearance is really terrifying, like monsters. ”

Wu Xian said: "What the immortal family said is extremely true, he is crazy in pain, his mind is in turmoil, he swallows drugs indiscriminately, and he inadvertently understands the supreme magic method from the attack of this disease. He retracted his senses, looked at all the small insects in his body, regarded the insects as soldiers, sow discord, let them kill each other, fight poison with poison, and over time, finally caused no disease and insects in his body. Therefore, he died without illness, and after his death, he became the king of the fighting god Red Plague. ”

Pan Xuan was shocked beyond measure, and secretly thought: "I heard that there are infinite number of pests and beneficial insects in the human body, and this fighting god can actually look at himself and heal himself without medicine, this wisdom is really terrifying and terrifying." ”

Wu Xian said: "I was originally one of the leaders of the Hundred Gods Sect in Cold Fire City hundreds of years ago, and I studied all kinds of deeds of the Fighting God, and with reference to the Lord, every month, I deliberately contracted the disease, and then tried to heal it, so as to show my loyalty. ”

Pan Xuan asked: "Listen to Suo Jiu'er said: You were harmed by the dragon wood, and you fell to this point, what is the origin of the dragon wood giant?"

Wu Xian smiled bitterly, her expression was annoyed and sad, and she said: "I turned over an extremely old rubbing, and translated its meaning, that dragon wood....... It is one of the eight demons of Soul Gathering Mountain, known as karmic demons. ”

Pan Xuan let out a "huh" and muttered, "It turns out that it is one of the eight demons, no wonder it is so tricky." ”

Wu Xian said: "Karmic demons.... Dragonwood... It... Hey.... It often bears fruit from its body, falls to the ground, and grows into a tree of dragon wood, and those who eat the fruit are often burned to death. It can be neutralized with extremely precious medicines, and all diseases can be cured. One day, when I was out on my practice, I found a very strange sick person, and I was very happy to see him, so I married the man and stayed for a year, until I contracted his strange disease, and then I killed him and returned to the land of cold fire..."

Seeing that although she was obese, her facial features were very upright, she couldn't help but look disdainful, and said: "Although you are old now, you must have looked good when you were young, so why bother to spoil your body in exchange for such torture?"

Wu Xian sighed: "You don't understand, I came to worship the Lord, and secondly, for the good of my brother. ”

Pan Xuan asked, "Brother, do you have another brother?"

Wu Xian said: "My brother is a mercenary in Cold Fire City hundreds of years ago, and then there was chaos in the city, he took the opportunity to mutiny and ascended to the throne, hehe, now the princes and nobles of Cold Fire City are all his descendants." ”

Pan Xuan said "um" and said, "Yes, you use the epidemic to practice, if the spell is successful, it will be helpful to your brother." ”

Wu Xian smiled miserably and said, "But.... This time, I'm going to cause a lot of trouble. I have been sick many times in my life, and the disease has not done much harm in me, but when I returned to the city of cold fire, the disease spread by accident, and caused a great plague in the city, and no matter what medicine was used, it could not be cured. At that time, half of the city was sick, and half of the city was fine, so the king of the cold fire city ordered the people of our half of the city to be sealed and blocked, and set fire to the city, burning the people in the city alive.... Coke..."

With his eyes like snakes, and a chill came out, he said, "How can this king be so cruel, and how can he prevent the fire of that half of the city from coming here?"

Wu Xian said gloomily: "My brother came up with an idea to try to isolate the flames and keep the imperial city unharmed. He is ruthless, and in order to make meritorious contributions, he even even me.... My sister didn't care about it, and I guess the arson was also a 'clever plan' from him. ”

Pan Xuan said: "It's a pity that this person is dead, I'm afraid that even the bones will turn to ashes, otherwise I will dig his grave for you, and then whip his bones fiercely to vent your anger." ”

Wu Xian felt a little grateful, but shook his head and sighed, and said: "The fire is scurrying everywhere like a fierce beast, and the people around me, whether they are sick or not, are exhausted, and they know that they will die. But everyone has the idea of survival, so I dug a tunnel under the temple of the Hundred Gods, and led many living people to hide in it, but I also escaped the catastrophe.

My brother and I are the only ones who know that we are the culprits in this disaster. I didn't say anything, I felt guilty, so I tried to find a way to save it. The most important thing is to heal the plague first.

I went crazy and flipped through the rubbings of ancient books, and finally came across a passage that made me feel like a treasure and my hope was doubled. In that passage, it is said: 'If there are many people who die in the fire, you can plant a fire-resistant tree, and use this tree as a medium to attract karmic demon dragon wood, which is one of the eight demons, and the dragon wood fruit, if it is properly handled, there is no disease and no cure.' The Eight Demons, created by the old man of Black Rain, has no fixed number in his heart, and his power is endless. ’”

Pan Xuanqi said: "The book says: 'The eight demons are more capable than the king of Hades?'"

Wu Xian said: "A learned elder in this sect once said: The Eight Demons are the demons of disorder and chaos, and their abilities are far inferior to those of Hades. It's just that if these eight demons accumulate evil spirits for a long time, they will be unfathomable and immeasurable, and one day, their qualitative drastic changes and the scourge will still be above the king of Hades. ”

Pan Xuan was worried in his heart, and said, "You go on." ”

Wu Xian said again: "I had hope, so I braved the hot oil stones that kept being thrown from the wall, found the big tree, and performed the Hundred Gods Sect Divine Magic. This method is used plainly, but it only attracts some little monsters, and the effect is limited. But at that time, after a long time, he really summoned the dragon wood troll into the world. It is trapped by my spells, and although it hates me, it cannot do harm, let alone move.

I was overjoyed, so I plucked the fruit from him, boiled it with precious herbs, made it into a curative herb, and distributed it among the sick, and the dying man was suddenly healed. Everyone was overjoyed, and they were full of hope to go to the other side of the city, and tell the lord of the kingdom: This disease can be saved, and you don't need to burn us again. ”

Pan Xuan sighed: "This is terrible, the lord of the country has made a big mistake, with his vicious heart, he will naturally cut down the grass and eradicate the roots." Whether you are sick or not, you will eventually die. ”

Wu Xian wept and said, "But didn't we? But we didn't understand at all, no, no, everyone always wants to think about good things, and doesn't want to think about bad luck, isn't this human nature?"

"What happened later?"

Wu Xian gritted his teeth and said, "Later, I ventured to send a letter to the other side of the city wall, and the next day, the boulders that kept throwing them stopped. Soon after, a large group of well-wrapped soldiers and horses passed through the city gates and came to our place where it was burned so hot. I stepped forward to greet him, and the leading general asked me how to heal me, so I took him to see the dragon wood troll, and told him about it.

I remember, that day, those who survived followed me, their eyes lit up... Like the stars, looking at those soldiers is like seeing the closest and greatest people.

But we don't know that they are butchers sent by the lord of the kingdom and my brother.

When I had finished the prescription, the soldier told me to bring out all the survivors, and I said to him, 'It's all here, big brother.' It's time for us to go, this place is really inhabitable. ’

The man showed his snow-white teeth and smiled very happily, but behind the smile, his heart was really cruel. Not only him, but also the tens of thousands of soldiers present, the glorious and wealthy nobles of the Cold Fire Country, the king, my brother, how could they not be cruel and cruel?

As soon as he gave the order, all the soldiers surrounded us, and their swords fell, and arrows rained down, and more than 1,000 of us who survived were killed in an instant.

I cried and shouted, feeling that I was so stupid, that I was not bad at martial arts, but I could not defeat these many people, and I could not save these many people.

In grief, I let go of the shackles that bound the dragonwood.

Hundreds of thousands of burned souls in half of the city, but still lingering, gathered into a huge torrent and merged into Long Mu's body, which was the soul he dreamed of.

This karmic demon has finally been awakened. ”