Before Xiao He finished speaking, the white jade wine ding in Liu Bang's hand had magically disappeared without a trace, a trail of blood hung from the corner of his mouth, and a large piece of blood oozed out of his chest, and he rolled his eyes and fell to the cloud bed. Liyang Zhenren pounced on him like a mourner, grabbed Liu Bang's shoulders with both hands and shouted: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you must hold on!

took out a few pills that I don't know what they were made of, and they didn't look very good and stuffed them into Liu Bang's mouth, Liyang Zhenren didn't know where to get a jade bottle out, and poured several mouthfuls of water into Liu Bang. The pill rolled into Liu Bang's abdomen, Liu Bang's miserable white face had a hint of redness, and his chest began to rise and fall slightly, as if he had resumed his breathing.

Xiao He and Han Xin also flew to Liu Bangyun's bedside, and the two of them pinched and chanted mantras one after another, and sprinkled a large piece of fairy light in their hands to cover Liu Bang's body. This is a secret method 'Soul Returning Mantra', which can stabilize the injury, so that the immortal soul and the immortal body will not be separated, and the origin of the immortal body will not be damaged. Xiao He and Han Xin even exerted their strength to eat nǎi, and a large amount of sweat continued to flow down their foreheads, and their bodies trembled and squeezed out the last bit of immortal power in their bodies, trying to stabilize Liu Bang's soul and stabilize his injuries.

Zhang Liang shouted helplessly: "Come on, send the medicinal materials quickly, send the medicinal materials quickly, I want to save your Majesty's alchemy!"

There was a sound of dull footsteps, and Fan Xu, who was holding a shield and short sword and wearing heavy armor, like a steel wall, strode out of the tent. Like a thunderclap, Fan Xu shouted: "Haven't you found the whereabouts of that damn Jing Tapir's whole family?

Hidden on Han Xin's shoulder, Beg watched the performance of Liu Bang and others, it was really breathtaking.

The strange power released by Xiao He suddenly became restrained, and all of it retracted into his body. The curtain of the tent moved, and two men walked in slowly. Beqi retracted all his breath, turned his head cautiously, and looked at the two people who walked in.

The first one was about six feet tall, not tall, not short, not fat, not thin, not black, not white, not ugly, not handsome, his facial features and temperament were ordinary, even his hair was white and spotted like ordinary old people, and the white sè and black sè almost maintained a one-to-one ratio, everything gave people a sense of stability and harmony. The old man was wearing a gray and white burlap coat, with a hemp rope wrapped around his waist, and a pair of straw sandals woven of hemp fibers under his feet.

This old man didn't have any breath on his body, and he looked like an extremely ordinary old man. But as soon as his eyes opened, Beg was startled by two eyes—the old man had no organs in his sockets, only two thumb-sized ghost fires rolling rapidly. In the dark and deep eyes, two miserable green ghost fires spun rapidly, and two extremely ferocious blood eyes were faintly visible in the ghost fires, staring at the front fiercely, and there was a faint fierce and violent dragon roar coming from these two ghost fires.

Beg couldn't feel any vitality from this old man's body, this was an old man whose longevity had come to an end and completely relied on the elixir to hang his life. His ** to Beg feels that there is only one skin left, and his internal organs are likely to have lost their normal functions a long, long time ago, just because he used external elixir to hang his life, and there was a powerful beast soul in it to nourish his soul, so that the soul continued to stay in his body, so he was still alive.

The old priest who has reached this state must be the owner of the Tower of Babel suspended above his head, the high priest of Babel who sits in Crescent City. That is, when Beqi took Xiang Yu away just now, the high priest of Tongtian caught up with Beqi and Xiang Yu with his divine thoughts, and gave them a painful lesson.

Star, Moon, Rì, and then the High Priest of Tongtian, who surpasses the Rì level, is a strong man whose strength is enough to compete with the Taiyi Golden Immortal of the Heavenly Court, and the true Optimus Pillar of the Dayu Human Race. Beg glanced at him cautiously, not daring to look at him any more, and hurriedly moved his gaze to the man behind him. This kind of old priest, even if he has gathered all his breath and divine sense, but I don't know how many years they have lived, their spiritual sense is extremely powerful, maybe don't beg to look at him more, it will make him have some kind of whim-like signs.

The gaze is also stressful, don't beg to look at it more, maybe you will expose yourself.

Bei Qi looked at the middle-aged man who followed behind, wearing a black sè brocade robe, a jade belt around his waist, long hair scattered, a hair band tied on his forehead, and a thumb-sized purple gem inlaid in the center of his eyebrows. The man felt old-fashioned, sluggish, numb, and stiff, and when he walked, he looked like a wooden man, and even the length of his steps was exactly the same. In addition to the bone plates, sluggishness, numbness, and stiffness, this man gives people the feeling of being even higher, like a statue of a god carved from clay in a temple suddenly appeared in front of everyone, giving people a great sense of coercion and coercion.

Don't beg to know where this kind of person comes from, the most traditional and conservative families in Dayu, the children they trained are all like this. Since childhood, he has received the most cruel, hell-like training, and has mastered extremely powerful power since he was a child, with the power of life and death, and can determine the life and death of tens of millions of people in one word.

But Beggar's face looked at the man's face, and he always felt that his face was very familiar.

After rummaging through his memory for a while, Beqi's body suddenly trembled, his face suddenly turned pale for a while, he stared at the man's face, and his hands were clenched into fists - when Yan Dan told Beqi how they went to Wanxian Star in the Great Yan Palace, he painted the face of the mysterious man in black into a portrait for Beqi to remember in his heart. At that time, Yan Dan was just holding that in case Beqi could meet that mysterious and powerful black-clothed man when he was traveling outside, but he didn't expect that Beqi to see that face again here.

Or not the same person, but the two must have an extremely close blood relationship. The face of the man in black is more than ninety percent similar to the face on the portrait, the person in the portrait is slightly older and seems to be much older, while the man in black in front of him is slightly more tender, much younger than the man. But don't be sure, these two people do have a direct blood relationship, and even the expressions of the two are exactly the same, stiff and rigid like a coffin board.

Bei Qi remembered the main purpose of leaving Wanxian Star with Princess Yanle, and found a way to break the prohibition of the Yuan God for the Dayan royal family. He glanced at the middle-aged man, and maybe this method had fallen on this man.

Zhang Liang and the others, who were busy in a mess, saw these two people, and Zhang Liang immediately saluted the two: "Jade Turtle (gu) High Priest!

The high priest of Jade Bird waved his hand, walked to the cloud bed where Liu Bang was lying without saying a word, and frowned and glanced at Liu Bang, who was lying on the bed and dying, as if he was going to die at any time. He shook his head, sighed lightly, and took out a black wooden bottle from his sleeve and placed it on a few cases beside the cloud bed. He said in a hoarse tone: "This is the 'black blood powder' secretly made by the old man, which can remove poison, build muscle and stop bleeding, and protect the soul." If you are not afraid, take it, and if you are afraid, dispose of it casually. ”

With a cold snort, Jade Bird slowly walked to the side of a cloud bed next to him and sat down, and then closed his eyes without saying a word.

The man in black who followed Yu Yu came in and said dryly: "Da Yu, King Yangqiu, and General Liangzhu Forbidden Dongda." Hearing that the angel was seriously injured in the assassination, this king is leading the army to exterminate the rebellious party Wanxian League nearby, and specially came to visit. ”

Without waiting for Zhang Liang to react, King Yangqiu grabbed Zhang Liang's shoulders and flipped to the side casually, Zhang Liang staggered to the side and retreated more than a dozen steps in embarrassment, almost knocking down a large piece of the furnishings in the house. Yangqiu King Yīn slowly walked to the cloud bed where Liu Bang was lying with a calm face, and condescendingly looked down at Liu Bang, who seemed to be about to lose his breath at any time.

Han Xin and Fan Xu instinctively took a sideways step and stopped in front of King Yangqiu.

King Yangqiu glanced up at Han Xin and Fan Xu, and said lightly, "This king just wants to see the angel's injury!"

Han Xin said indifferently: "Your Majesty is seriously injured, please don't approach King Yangqiu, save your blood and offend the nobles!"

King Yangqiu pursed his lips, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, this was his smile. He said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter, the blood of the immortals is the king's favorite, this time the king led the army to exterminate the chaotic party, conquered one hundred and seventy-five scattered cultivation gathering places in thirty-six states, and personally killed more than 4,500 immortals of the Ten Thousand Immortals League, this blood, this king likes it the most!"

Fan Xu took a deep breath, and his brute shoulder slammed into the Yangqiu King and shouted angrily, "Get out!"

King Yangqiu snorted coldly, and his equally arrogant shoulder slammed into Fan Xu. Hearing only a muffled sound, the heavy armor on Fan Xu's body burst out a large rain of light, and a good piece of immortal armor was shattered by a huge force, Fan Xu snorted, his body turned and retreated dozens of steps, smashed two shelves displaying countless treasures, and smashed the tent with a roar and plunged to the outside of the tent and fell to the ground.

"Those who dare to offend this king have always had only one way to die!" King Yangqiu looked at Han Xin who was stopping in front of him with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "This king, I just want to see the injuries of the angels! By the way, where is the left Si Junjing tapir of the Huangsha Prefecture Si Jun Palace who assassinated the angels? But he was really killed by you on the spot? If he is not dead, hand over the person, this king will reuse this person!"

Han Xin was so angry that his face turned pale, he gritted his teeth and shouted, "The prince is here to provoke?"

After pondering for a moment, King Yangqiu bowed his head and said, "This king has no good impression of your heavenly court immortals, and he is indeed here to provoke today!"

Pulling the corners of his mouth like that again, he moved as a smile, and King Yangqiu sneered: "The best immortal is the immortal who died, what do you think?"

Han Xin was furious, he clenched his hands into fists, and it seemed that he wanted to kill King Yangqiu with one punch.

King Yangqiu sneered, and suddenly punched Han Xin in the face.