Shamanism kills the god

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Mu Feng suddenly kicked out a stone table beside him. .

The heavy stone table was carved from solid marble and weighed at least a thousand catties.But as soon as it touched the water curtain, it immediately began to corrode, gasify, and squeak.

Under people's gaze, the heavy stone table disappeared into the water curtain in the blink of an eye.Except for the curling smoke, there is not even a bit of gravel left!Every drop of water contains deadly poison, and the water curtain rushing down from the top of the head seems to be more terrifying than the restrictions on the periphery of the Misty Temple!

Great!

Mu Feng's face was serious, and he moved his toes, but he still gave up the idea of ​​rushing out forcefully, without any confidence in rushing out smoothly.

cough..., cough..., cough...

The black-clothed woman Murong Xue who was standing aside suddenly coughed a few times and secretly winked at Mu Feng.

Antidote?

Could it be that the elixir secretly stuffed into the hand of the woman in black by Murong Xue was the antidote to the poison in the water curtain?

Mu Feng's eyes lit up, and he quickly remembered the fragrant antidote.Just as he was about to take it out and swallow it in one gulp, he forced his way out to see Jing Wushuang, who was seriously injured beside him, and suddenly paused.

There is only one antidote, I swallowed it by myself, what about the pair?

Mu Feng's face was gloomy, hesitating.

The water curtain behind him was really terrifying. There was no antidote, even if he condensed the blood armor and condensed hundreds of blood vines to wrap his body, there was no guarantee of rushing out smoothly.

Looking at his expression, and at Jing Wushuang who was leaning tightly on him, the black-clothed woman Murong Xue who was standing beside him quickly understood what was going on, and shook her head helplessly, powerless. .Obviously, there is only one antidote on her body.

"It's useless. This is our Poison Sect's Ten Thousand Poison Spring. It only takes one drop to poison tens of thousands of dragons. There is no antidote personally refined by the suzerain of the past. One drop will surely kill you."

Sect Master Murong sat motionless on the altar, watched Mu Feng's every move condescendingly, and continued coldly: "Young Master Mu, have you thought about it clearly? Didn't you scholars say that even if you die under a peony flower, you can be a ghost? ? Our Xue'er is so powerful, if you can marry her, even if you die, it's worth it. What's more, you can get three Yanghun pills, isn't it just what you want?"

Sect Master Murong had a half-smile, his body and skin looked flawless, but his heart was more vicious than a scorpion.

Gritting your teeth and rushing out, or..., staying and adapting?

Looking at the unfathomable Sect Master Murong on the altar, Mu Feng hesitated.

There is no antidote, just gritting your teeth and rushing out like this, you are undoubtedly close to death.But if he stayed, he might be full of murderous intentions, and if he was accidentally poisoned, he might be at the mercy of others!

Sometimes, a choice is a turning point in life, and it is extremely difficult to make a decision!

Mu Feng's face was gloomy. Before he could make a decision, Jing Wushuang at the side reached out and took out the envelope from his arms, and took a step forward resolutely, "Lord Suzerain, this is a handwritten letter solemnly handed to me by my mother-in-law before leaving. , I have a few words for you."

"Oh, Feifei's handwritten letter?"

Sect Master Murong raised his eyebrows.

Unlike Elder Poison Shadow, who was concerned about gains and losses, he didn't have any scruples, and snatched the envelope from Jing Wu's hands with a single grab of his right hand.Stretching out two slender orchid fingers, he gently pulled out the ghost mother's handwritten letter, ten lines at a glance.His face was cloudy and uncertain, which made people feel uneasy, not knowing what was written in the letter.

"Hahaha, the body of Xuanyin, I didn't expect that I was wrong. But, Li Feifei, Li Feifei, you are so kind, do you remember the teacher who raised you?"

Sect Master Murong laughed, and looked up and down at Jing Wushuang, who was seriously injured and looked weak.Suddenly, he grabbed her with his big hand and grabbed her in front of him. He touched her here and pinched her with both hands.There was no warning, and it was as fast as lightning, even Mu Feng who was standing behind Jing Wushuang had no time to stop it.

When he was about to rush up to see the unfathomable Sect Master Murong and Jing Wushuang who had no resistance in her hands, he had to suppress the impulse in his heart.

"Eh..., no, it is indeed the body of Xuanyin, but where does such an evil energy come from within?"

After groping Jing Wushuang for a while, Sect Master Murong's face suddenly changed, "Well, this evil spirit is not born, but has recently invaded the internal organs. Shuang'er, right? In the past few days, has your body been cold from time to time, getting more and more Is it getting more serious? Tell me, have you been to any dangerous places recently? Or, have you eaten any poisonous things?"

"Well, in the past few days, my body has suddenly felt cold from time to time, but..."

Jing Wushuang looked at Sect Master Murong unexpectedly, unexpectedly, she saw her illness at a glance.For some reason, my heart sank suddenly, and my limbs were cold.

After thinking about it for a moment, I have never been to any dangerous places, nor have I eaten any highly poisonous things.After shaking his head, he was about to veto it, but suddenly, his heart moved, and he remembered the dark red pill that the ghost mother asked him to swallow before he left.

"Hehe, this evil aura is not simple. At first it was just a chill in your body. Once it really flares up, you will become demonized, with several inches of white hair growing all over your body, and you will become a terrifying zombie!" Sect Master Murong said coldly He smiled, and then said: "If you don't want to die, just tell me quickly, let me see what's going on, and whether it can be saved!"

"Yes!"

Jing Wushuang hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Recently, I haven't been to any dangerous places, and I haven't eaten anything bad, it's just..., just before I left, my mother-in-law, she... I took a dark red elixir, saying it can suppress the toxicity produced by practicing the Toxic Heart Sutra."

"Li Feifei, it really is her! Huamo Pill, yes, this is the symptom after swallowing Huamo Pill!"

Sect Master Murong reached out and pressed Jing Wushuang's eyebrows, Baihui and Qimen points, his face became colder and colder, "Bitch, this stubborn bitch! I just said, how could you be so kind, Find a mysterious yin body for the master to inherit my mantle! It turns out that he was uneasy and kind, and wanted to take the opportunity to consume my pure yang power! Slut, after thousands of years, he is still a slut!"

As the suzerain of a generation, who is Murong Bi, what kind of conspiracy and tricks have he never seen, what kind of storms have he never experienced?

After hearing Jing Wushuang's few words, she quickly understood what was going on, her face was cloudy and uncertain.

A mysterious Yin body is the best candidate for cultivating the Toxic Heart Sutra, which can be encountered but not sought after.On this point, the gloomy and evil ghost mother guessed correctly. After understanding Jing Wushuang's mysterious Yin body, she was very excited, and immediately raised the idea of ​​taking Jing Wushuang as a disciple.But in this way, he undoubtedly fell into the evil plan of the ghost mother.

After swallowing the Demon Transformation Pill, Jing Wushuang may be demonized at any time and become a terrifying white-haired zombie.To stop, or even completely force out the evil energy in her body, one must consume a large amount of natal vitality, hundreds or even thousands of years of skill.At that time, if the ghost mother brings a group of demons and heretics back to the sect and seizes the head of the Poison Sect, who will stop it?

Sect Master Murong's face was icy cold, and a creepy cold light flashed in his eyes from time to time, hesitating.After a long time, the wings of his nose moved slightly, and he stared unblinkingly at Mu Feng standing below, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, as if he had discovered something.