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"Look at that guy...... Is it a corpse?"

"That's right, it's a corpse demon, damn, it's really a demon cultivator, and he actually has a corpse demon by his side......"

"Defend the Valley of the Dead, don't let them jump off in a panic and waste their treasures in vain......"

Some people in the rivers and lakes shouted one after another, guarding the passage to the Valley of the Burial Corpse, but they were worried that the treasure pot was desperate, so they jumped into the Valley of the Buried Corpse with Meng Xuan in their arms. The treasures on these two people have not yet been scavenged, and if they jump down, wouldn't it be a waste of those treasures? You must know that the Valley of the Dead is a Jedi, and no one who is present dares to go down to look for things.

"Childe...... I was just by the valley of the dead, and now there is a circle below......"

The treasure pot ignored the others, and while the demonic qi had not completely devoured his reason, he whispered to Meng Xuan: "If there is a magic circle, there must be vitality, and I have roughly calculated the location of the magic circle under the valley...... I'll send you there, just ...... If I am killed by them, it will be enough, and if I am not dead, you will ...... Don't let me fall for it!"

The treasure pot said, with a long snort, and ran in one direction.

"Kill him......"

"It's a corpse demon, King Kong is not bad, and its power is infinite...... Attack ...... with fire"

"Who has the fire charm?"

For a while, the heroes of the rivers and lakes shouted one after another and chased towards the treasure pot.

However, the treasure pot is close to entering the demon, only a trace of sanity remains, and the whole person does not know how much greater his strength or degree, and the various attacks of the people in the rivers and lakes hit him, but they almost did not affect it at all, and he was still desperately rushing towards it, and Meng Xuan, who was in his arms, was not hurt because his body was wrapped in iron armor.

"Cut off his legs ......"

"Setting up a stumbling block......

"Use the Hook Scythe ......"

Seeing that they were about to be surrounded by a treasure pot, all the people in the rivers and lakes rushed to shout.

"Whoosh" "Whoosh" "Whoosh"

All kinds of weapons were thrown out one after another, bent on leaving the treasure pot, and at the same time, some of the stronger warriors also jumped out and rushed forward with their weapons. When they saw that the body of the treasure pot corpse demon was almost invulnerable, even if they cut a wound on his body, it was also under the effect of the demonic qi, and it healed rapidly, so they simply abandoned him, brandished their swords and attacked Meng Xuan, with very vicious intentions.

"Roaring ......"

The treasure pot was suddenly furious, it held Meng Xuan with two arms, and couldn't free up its hands to attack, but as he was angry, suddenly the demonic energy around his body condensed, and it turned into two big hands, one of them went forward, and knocked away a group of people from the rivers and lakes who attacked Meng Xuan, and picked up another one casually, grabbed one side with one hand, and was about to tear him apart, and the people in the rivers and lakes were directly stunned......

However, at this moment, the movement of the treasure pot suddenly slowed down, as if remembering something, and the movement of his hand was slow, but he did not tear him, but waved him away.

Although the demonic intent has devoured most of the sanity of the treasure pot, the only trace of reason still makes the treasure pot resist the act of killing.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The big hand that turned into a big hand around the treasure basin swept away, sweeping all the people in the rivers and lakes who stopped in front of him to both sides, holding Meng Xuan, striding in one direction, at this time, he seemed to have only that one target in his eyes.

"Brother Hua, that corpse demon is so strong, far from being comparable to ordinary corpse demons, I can only ask you to take action......"

Qingyang Dao people saw the monstrous appearance of the treasure pot, and they couldn't help but feel a little cold, and said to Huashan Tong.

Hua Shantong's eyes were indifferent, he sighed softly, and said: "Meng Xuan, Meng Xuan, as a disciple of Tianchi, you are so good at refining corpses, refining a corpse demon like an ordinary person, and there are really some ways to do it...... If I had known that you had this ability, I really wouldn't have chosen to provoke you, but unfortunately, the matter has come to this point, so you can honestly send me the head and help me join the Red Pill Poetry Society......"

As he spoke, he had already made a move.

The spirit rune above his head flew up, and the golden light was magnificent, turning into a golden knife and falling into his hand, and then he slashed out.

"Sneer......"

The golden sword light slashed at the treasure pot, instantly tearing apart the essence-like demonic qi around his body, almost splitting him in half.

"Whew......"

The treasure pot roared, and the billowing yin qi was inhaled into his body and began to repair his wounds.

And its feet didn't stop at all, it was still desperately running.

"You can take my knife hard...... Even if you're a corpse demon, you're proud enough......"

Hua Shantong's knife, failed to take the treasure pot, his brows were also furrowed, as he spoke, the second knife had begun to condense divine power, at this time, he did not reserve, the cyan killing qi was also raised at the same time, after condensing enough strength, suddenly a loud roar, and another knife slashed out, "boom", this knife was almost like a golden wave, directly swept over.

"Roaring ......"

The treasure pot sensed the crisis behind him, and he couldn't care about himself anymore, so he threw Meng Xuan out.

Meng Xuan turned his head in the air with difficulty, and saw the last trace of concern in the treasure pot's eyes, which was being overwhelmed by endless demonic intent.

Behind him, there was a wave of golden knives surging in waves.

"Whew......"

At this time, the treasure pot could no longer speak, and could only rely on instinct to roar angrily.

The moment he threw Meng Xuan, the last shred of his reason was also swallowed up by the demonic intent, and his eyes suddenly turned crimson.

With a frantic roar, it suddenly turned around, and the demonic qi around it was monstrous, and it rushed towards Hua Shantong's overwhelming golden knife wave.

In the last shred of reason, the treasure pot still knew that this golden sword wave would cause harm to Meng Xuan, and he wanted to block it for him with a demon body.

"...... of the Treasure Pot"

Meng Xuan was in mid-air, looking at the monstrous demonic qi above the treasure pot, he used all his strength, and only shouted out two words.

"Popia, why don't you jump off with me......"

"Are you afraid that the sword light will hurt me? or are you afraid...... If you fall into the devil, you will hurt me......"

"You're so stupid...... I'm not wrong at all when I call you a fool......"

"Brother...... If I make it out of the valley alive, I will slaughter all those present and avenge you......"

At this moment, Meng Xuan had endless things to say, but he could only say them in his heart.

He had no strength to speak, and now that he was talking, the treasure pot could no longer understand.

The body fell, fell on the slope of the Valley of the Dead, and began to slide down rapidly, the evil and strange thorn vines on the slope, but did not hurt Meng Xuan's body. Meng Xuan didn't know the purpose of putting iron armor on the treasure pot for himself until this time, this stupid scholar, when he was pressed down on the edge of the valley, not only saw through the magic circle in the valley, but also observed the thorns on the slope, right?

Others say that the Valley of the Dead is a strange and dangerous place, but the treasure pot is now in the valley and there is a magic circle.

The book says that there is no endless formation in the world, as long as it is a magic circle, there will be a glimmer of life, so the treasure pot believes that the bottom of the valley can escape.

So in order to save Meng Xuan, he took the initiative to enter the demon, forced everyone back, and fled here with Meng Xuan, just to get a glimmer of life.

Before this, Meng Xuan had always thought that this stupid scholar didn't understand anything, but it turned out that half a year had passed, and the treasure pot had already understood his body very well, and even knew that only by entering the demon could he wield his strongest strength.

Flying down, Meng Xuan could no longer see the scene at the mouth of the valley, only vaguely saw that the golden light in the sky seemed to disappear suddenly.

Faintly, there seems to be an angry roar from far and near, is there another master coming?

The scolding sounded, it was an unfamiliar voice, who was he? Who was he yelling at?

Meng Xuan didn't know if this was an illusion, he was groggy and not very conscious.

The Valley of the Burial Corpse was very deep, and Meng Xuan slid down for a long time before finally touching the ground.

He lay on the ground, looking up at the purple mist that filled the valley mouth, and wanted to go crazy and cry for a while.

But in the end, he did nothing but close his eyes.

Carry the immortal recipe for serious illness and suppress the plague in your body.

If it was an ordinary person, the body was eroded so deeply by the plague, and at this time, he would have died a long time ago.

Fortunately, Meng Xuan's cultivation of the Immortal Recipe for Serious Illness already has a considerable amount of heat, and his resistance to illness is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

One, two, three......

peel back the cocoon and fight with the disease for the control of this body......

It wasn't until the night of the fourth day that Meng Xuan finally sat up and vomited out a mouthful of black blood.

The plague demon has not yet been refined, and his body is still the same weak, but it has been reduced a little and can move.

Looking up at the valley, the valley wall is a seventy-degree slope, full of thorn vines, with his current physical condition, it is absolutely impossible to go up, Meng Xuan can only find a safe place in this valley to refine the plague.

Now that he has invaded his lungs, his body is extremely weak, and if he doesn't refine it, his body functions will be completely decayed.

Boom, Meng Xuan just wanted to take a step, and suddenly there was a huge earthquake around, and the demonic energy was monstrous, and the stars shifted.

"Not good...... Touched the circle ......"

Meng Xuan was taken aback, but it turned out that when the treasure pot was at the mouth of the valley, he had already calculated the location of the magic circle, but when he threw Meng Xuan down, because Meng Xuan slid down the valley slope and was tripped by the vines, he had changed the direction of the fall, and he didn't know where he fell into the magic circle.

During the operation of the magic circle, Meng Xuan only felt dizzy and the pressure was imminent.

The magic circle at the bottom of the valley is extremely powerful, and Meng Xuan is a period of total victory, and he can't resist the power of this magic circle, let alone at this time?

In the operation of this magic circle, he can only resign himself to fate.

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