At the sound of the voice, the lich looked back and his expression changed dramatically. He gave up rummaging, unsteady on his feet, and kicked a pile of medicines flying around.

The withered old man's hand put on Wu Qiutian's bloodless wrist, and Wu Qi probed into his body, and found that the breath in Wu Qiutian's body was extremely disordered, and the meridians were shattered by the chaotic Wu Qi. He shouted softly: "Let's go!" Then, without saying a word, he picked up Wu Qiutian and flew quickly towards the highest peak where the Wumen Mountain Gate was located.

The flustered lich was now no longer the usual madness, and instead had a solemn face. The things that Wu Qiutian has on his body, there are not many people in the entire Wumen who really know it, and he is counted as one.

So even if he has an accident himself, Wu Qiutian must not have an accident, because Wu Qiutian is the hope to decide whether Wumen is prosperous or not.

The pharmacological lich may not be as powerful as the witch medicine, but the art of medicine is not under the lich, and as soon as he looks at the situation in Wu Qiutian's body, he knows that in the entire witch gate, only one person can save Wu Qiutian.

"Ask the Ancestor to save his life!" put away his arrogance in front of the other hall masters, and the lich knelt down in front of a stone gate in Tianwu Peak.

After a long time, the stone door slowly opened, and I saw an old man in black sitting on the dark stone bed.

The old man's face was furrowed and wrinkled, and his head was smooth and hairless, but his hands were as white and soft as a woman's hand.

All around him were covered with brightly colored snakes, insects, rats, and ants, and some of the names of poisonous insects that even the lich could not name. Above his head, there was a black aura tumbling.

Behind him was a huge statue, with only one body, but with twelve heads of different shapes, made of the same material as the dark stone bed, and I don't know what stone it was carved from.

After the stone door was completely opened, the old man's eyes opened, and he stretched out his hand, and Wu Qiutian, who was still coughing up blood in the lich's arms, floated up after the old man beckoned, and gently landed on the black stone bed.

As soon as his hand touched Wu Qiutian's body, he immediately spread it out, and his expression changed slightly: "But Ding Tian made a move." ”

The lich lowered his head, hesitating whether to tell the old man the truth, and finally, under the old man's fierce gaze, he confessed the matter as it was.

The bald old man, whose face changed rapidly, commanded: "His body is full of fire poison now, I can only reluctantly try it now, you protect the Dharma for me." ”

The old man's withered hands like branches quickly lit up on Wu Qiutian's body, and after ordering, the old man didn't even wipe the beads of sweat off his forehead, slammed the stone bed, took out a red pill from his arms and stuffed it into Wu Qiutian's mouth.

After being slapped, the stone bed let out a violent tremor, and red rattans emerged from the dead corners of the stone bed, each rattan was about the thickness of a little finger, and once those rattans poked out, they immediately drilled into Wu Qiutian's bare skin.

The rattan is called ten thousand poisonous demon vines, which were everywhere in ancient times, and were rare antidote elixirs. However, this vine is alive, and while absorbing the toxins from the human body, it will also absorb the cultivation of the human being.

After doing all this, the old man sighed, pointed at the lich and said angrily: "Old man, I don't know what to say about you, if he dies, the witch gate will be over, you don't understand!"

The lich who knew that he was in the wrong lowered his head and was silent, and after a long time, the witch on the bed moved.

There was a pained look on his face, his two sword eyebrows wrinkled tightly together, and the green tendons on his hands and neck kept throbbing.

Seeing this scene, the lich was worried, but the old man breathed a sigh of relief: "This is a normal reaction, I used the witch gate's soul suppression method to suppress the soul, and then gave him the pill that the Danhuang begged for, it shouldn't be a problem to save his life." It's just that all the internal organs are shattered, although the Ice Golden Silkworm can treat his internal injuries, but it can't dissolve the fire poison in his body, and now, it depends on whether the Ten Thousand Poison Demon Vine can suck out the fire poison. ”

"Old fellow, he's really going to be okay with such pain?" Hearing the old man say this, the big rock hanging from the lich's throat finally fell to the ground. Still, he asked a little unconvinced.

The old man scolded with a smile: "How many years have you and I been together, you still don't know the ability of my Heavenly Witch Ancestor? ”

The painful expression of Wu Qiutian on the bed looked extremely worried, and the Lich simply stopped looking at Wu Qiutian, but talked to the Heavenly Witch Ancestor about the future of the Wumen: "The people of the God Emperor Valley are becoming more and more restless. ”

"Hmph, it's just a group of Xiaoxiao, the Protoss has been in decline for so many years, and I don't know who those dogs are working for. Heavenly Witch Ancestor snorted disdainfully through his nose.

The lich said with some concern: "The Divine Emperor Valley is so powerful that even the Zhiru Hall, which is known as the three million Confucian Sects, has to avoid its edge, and my Wumen is not an opponent at all." ”

Heavenly Witch Ancestor continued: "After the Great War three hundred years ago, the Divine Emperor Valley has only begun to be active in recent years, and it should have recovered its vitality. I, Wumen God Emperor Valley, sooner or later there will be another battle, not to invade while Wumen is weak, it is not the style of God Emperor Valley. Now there are people in the Wumen who have suspicions, but these are all trivialities, as long as Qiu Tian's child does not have an accident, the Wumen will override all the sects sooner or later. “

When he said this, the eyes of the Heavenly Witch Ancestor were not looking into the distance, but at the sky.

"After years of tempering, this child's temperament has been honed, but being too kind is not a long-term way after all. The Lich said.

Heavenly Witch Ancestor looked at the sky outside the cave and thought thoughtfully.

After a long time, he clenched his fist and swung it hard into the air: "His future path is the path of killing after all, and he must not be allowed to be so weak." Looks like it's time for us to get him out there, too. ”

The lich laughed, "That's fine. ”

Wu Dingtian, who didn't have the slightest sluggish appearance, seemed to be thinking about something, and his eyes never left his senior brother's body.

Heavenly Witch Ancestor looked at Wu Qiutian, whose face was gradually ruddy, and said to Wu Dingtian: "Dingtian, although you can't be blamed for the matter, the evil qi in your body is already difficult to suppress, and it is not suitable to stay by Qiu Tian's side anymore. Go and stay in the Killing Realm for a while! Wait until you have less anger in you, and then come back. ”

Seeing his face of loss, Heavenly Witch Ancestor comforted him warmly: "If your seal is not broken, you can't control your strength." Staying by Qiu Tian's side will only bring him unnecessary trouble. Remember, you don't live for yourself, you carry everything from the Ancient Protoss like Qiu Tian. ”

The Killing Realm, a place dedicated to punishing the Witch Gate for wrongdoing, is filled with countless unknown dangers. It is rumored to be a Sumeru treasure left behind by an ancestor of the Witch Gate who once ascended.

Wu Dingtian nodded vigorously, since he was a child, he knew the meaning of his existence under the influence of the Heavenly Witch Ancestor and the Lich. If Wu Qiutian treated him badly, he would never choose to enter the killing world now, but Wu Qiutian was kind to him, so he was willing to go to the soup and fire.

After the Heavenly Witch Ancestor released the Killing Realm from the void, he took a deep look at Wu Qiutian's side, and then burrowed into the Killing Realm without looking back.

The lich looked at the lich on the stone bed with some concern, and he pinned the hope of the entire witch gate on him.

The Heavenly Witch Ancestor seemed to see the worry in the lich's eyes, and explained, "Don't worry too much, it will get better one day." If it weren't for the opening of the Heavenly Witch Array left by the Twelve Ancestors, the Witch Gate of the Human Realm would have turned into ashes just like the Witch Gate of the Heavenly Realm. We're too weak for them right now, and the one who won't do it himself.

"If it wasn't for the protection of me, Senior Brother wouldn't have been killed at all. Sooner or later, I will make those people pay the price of blood. The lich's eyes lit up with hatred, and he gritted his teeth.

"He is dead and can't become an inheritor, but he has left us with a hatred and a glimmer of hope. "The Heavenly Witch Ancestor said casually, as if the senior brother in the mouth of the lich was nothing in his eyes.

The lich said hatefully, "Sooner or later, I will make them pay the price they deserve." ”

Heavenly Witch Ancestor nodded: "This kid will stay with me during this time! You go back and announce my decision to them, and if anyone is not satisfied, they will be killed on the spot." Wutang has been silent for so long, and it's time for those who have bad intentions to remember it for a long time. ”

In the secret room of Wu Xianyun, the master of the Immortal Hall, Wu Xianyun was holding a white sound transmission stone in his hand and was talking excitedly.

An old voice came from the other side: "There is no order, it is not appropriate to do it now, unless the bald head does it to us first." ”

"But I can't bear it anymore, and if this continues, sooner or later I'll go crazy. Wu Xianyun roared hysterically.

The voice grew stern: "You're crazy. ”

The message was interrupted, Wu Xianyun sat on the ground in a dejected manner, and suddenly, his eyes caught a glimpse of his daughter sitting outside shaking her snow-white feet, and a fierce color flashed in her eyes, and then she returned to her original state.

After the lich obeyed the order and left, the Heavenly Witch Ancestor muttered to the Wuqiu Tian on the stone bed: "Qiu Tian, whether you can avenge your father and mother, whether you can revive the Wu Clan, and whether you can let the Protoss rise, it's up to you!"

The black stone bed kept pouring black gas into Wu Qiutian's body through the rattan, and Wu Qiutian's whole person felt like he was soaking in steaming spring water, feeling extremely comfortable.

Although there is a feeling of burning fire from time to time, the coolness that follows will always make him forget the burning for a moment.

While he was asleep, he didn't know that because of his serious injury, he would immediately set off a bloody storm in the cultivation realm.

Three days later, Wu Qiutian opened his eyes, only to feel that there was endless strength in his body, and his internal organs were still a little painful when he had violent movements.

He tried to get up, but found himself anchored to a large black stone bed by red vines. The surroundings were extremely unfamiliar, and the whole space gave him a feeling of oppression.