Transcendent Ember

Chapter 503 Death is immortal
"His Majesty……"

In Fengtian Palace, a palace protected by layers of five-rank priests, the most famous supernatural doctor of the Xinhua Dynasty, Rosebull, checked the unconscious Gu Quan, frowning and reported to Yi Zhen:

"Your Excellency Gu Quan was wounded by the sixth-rank extraordinary person in the sky, right? Please forgive me for my incompetence. There is nothing I can do about this kind of injury."

"What?" Yi Zhen's expression changed, and he raised his voice unconsciously, "Ross Bull, you are the most outstanding extraordinary doctor in the Xinhua Dynasty. Can you even cure Gu Qing?"

"Your Excellency Gu Quan's safety is of great importance, Mr. Rosebull, you must not be joking." An official said urgently.

"Yes." For a while, all the officials and nobles spoke one after another, "Mr. Rosebull, have you read carefully?"

"Your Excellency Gu Quan was injured so badly?"

"Mr. Rosebull, didn't you say that all your supernatural items can heal most injuries and diseases in the world?"

"Are you reading that right?"

……

Facing the doubts from the emperor, officials, and nobles, Rosebull looked ashamed: "Your Majesty, Your Excellencies, I am incompetent, and the injuries caused by the sixth-grade extraordinary are really beyond the limit of my treatment."

"This..." The officials and nobles looked at each other, as if they had lost their backbone, but some people's pupils dilated uncontrollably.

Emperor Yi Zhen lost his position. Gu Quan has served as the head of the National Assembly for five years. He has excellent ability and arranged all domestic and foreign affairs in an orderly manner. Yi Zhen felt at ease and relied heavily on him.

If Gu Quan really failed, who should be entrusted with the important task of the General Assembly?

"Mr. Rosebull..." Suddenly, Prince Yi Kun said, "If you just want to save His Excellency Gu Quan's life and don't ask him to wake up immediately, can you do it?"

A congress official's eyes lit up, and he immediately echoed, "Yes, what His Excellency the Prince said makes sense. Mr. Rosebull, can you save His Excellency Gu Quan's life first? As for waking up, we will slowly figure out a way later."

"That's right, let's hang a life first."

"Mr. Rosebull, please..."

……

"This..." Rosebull and Yi Kun exchanged glances, pondered for a moment and said, "If it's just to save one life, it shouldn't be a big problem, but I'm not sure if I can wake up in the future."

"Your Majesty." Yi Kun immediately suggested to Yi Zhen, "In any case, save His Excellency Gu Quan's life first. Wait for the culprits to be killed by the priest Xiong and Commander Xiao, and then invite the best extraordinary doctors from all over the world. Let His Excellency Gu Quan wake up."

"What the emperor said is true." Yi Zhen nodded repeatedly, and hurriedly said, "Ross Bull, save Gu Qing's life first."

"Yes!"

Yi Zhen's hanging heart was put back into his stomach, but as the saying goes, good luck never comes singly, and misfortune never comes singly. At this moment, above the sky, a rough scream suddenly sounded, which made the hearts of all the monarchs and ministers of the Xinhua Dynasty tremble. .

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A pair of gray eyes cast a cold gaze, which made Crow, who was looking directly at these eyes, feel a sense of discomfort and... fear for no reason.

"Huh?" Qiu Wen, who was in the form of a worldly white python, made a suspicious voice, and she sensed that the toxin in the prosecutor's body with moles on his face had stopped spreading.

At this moment, the other party gave her a contradictory and strange feeling. The other party's soul was still alive, but his body... was already dead.

"Taste the taste of the living dead!" The picket with a mole on his face slapped his palm with a ferocious expression, and the toxins in his body turned into a black cloud with the vast palm wind and rushed towards the black crow.

The black crow twitched its eyebrows, flapped its wings and retreated without thinking.

The poison of the worldly white python is not so easy to bear.

But he was still hit by the palm wind, and a terrifying toxin immediately entered the body along the part injured by the palm wind.

The black crow's complexion changed slightly, and the toxin entered his body, which immediately made him dizzy.He tried his best to stay awake, watched the picket officer with a mole on his face chase after him, and shot the 'Geng Gong's Arrow of a Great Man' without hesitation.

puff!
The arrowhead of 'Geng Gong's Dahan's God's Arrow' sank into the body of the picket with moles on his face, but he continued to chase the black crow as if he had lost the pain and was not affected at all.

With a flap of the black crow's wings, the extraordinary ability of 'Geng Gong's Dahan Arrow' was activated.

Rumble!
Above the nine heavens, the aftermath of the battle between Xiong Jiuxiao and the mysterious man caused a series of thunderstorms, as if they were guided by some kind, and struck towards the picket with a mole on his face, directly smashing him into the depths of the earth.

Qiuwen took the opportunity to come to the black crow, and transformed into a wood elf, and a white flower of detoxification bloomed from her fingertips, which detoxified the black crow.

In the next second, the picket officer with a mole on his face came out of the ground unkempt, his whole body scorched black.

The two sides widened their distance.

"It turned out to be you..." The prosecutor with a mole on his face finally saw who was attacking him, and showed a surprised and dazed expression, "The criminal who escaped from Xiacheng Prison, the student of the traitor Xu Yan .”

Speaking of which, as if he remembered something, he suddenly stared at the black crow and asked, "You hung the head on the Phoenix Tower this morning, right?"

Hei Ya, who was standing side by side with Qiu Wen, suddenly became stern when he heard the words: "From the fact that I am Xu Yan's student, I can guess that we hanged the head in the morning. It seems that you are really with Yi An, tell me , How did you frame Xu Yan back then?"

"Hmph, it really is you." The picket officer with a mole on his face sneered, "It's really surprising that you killed Yi An and found me.

"But it's a pity that your movements are too slow."

The black crow frowned: "What do you mean? Could it be... Could it be that it is your people who are fighting with Xiong Jiuxiao in the sky at this moment? Are you going to take action?"

The prosecutor with a mole on his face didn't answer, and forced him to come forward: "Why do you ask so many questions? If you want to know, go to the Paradise and ask Xu Yan!"

After all, he manipulated the magic book above his head again, and slashed out a mighty Chaos Sword!

"Be careful!" Qiu Wen's complexion changed. She had personally experienced the power of the Chaos Sword, so she dared not underestimate it.

She quickly manipulated the surrounding plants, extending a torrent of vines and branches, trying to entangle the Chaos Greatsword, but before the vines and branches could get close, they were dispelled by the breath from the Chaos Great Sword into the most primitive form. The power of chaos...

Seeing that the winding was ineffective, Qiu Wen was very anxious. She wanted to do something, but a rope wrapped around her body silently, binding her tightly.

'Oshkona's Rope', Bundle!

"Messy Spirit Race, I'll deal with you later." The picket officer with a mole on his face said coldly, then ignored Qiu Wen, and swiped at the black crow with the great sword of chaos.

The wood elves were vigorous and hard to kill. The picket with a mole on his face decisively chose to concentrate his firepower to kill the black crow.

The shadow of death hangs over Black Crow's heart, every cell in his body is warning, his intuition tells him that he should run away, but he finally found someone who knows the inside story, how can he let him go easily?

An extraordinary ability that had never been activated before was activated by him:

'Reaper's Scythe', Reaper lives forever!

A strong, extremely pure death air emanates from the 'Death God's Scythe', and with Wu's resentful soul screaming, it merges into the black crow's body, making his figure rise little by little, turning into a mask Wearing a black robe, with empty eyes and holding a scythe, the figure of the god of death.

"Huh?" The prosecutor with a mole on his face twitched his eyebrows. In his field of vision, the world dimmed. Surrounded by countless crows, an indomitable god of death approached him quickly, stepping on mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

The picket officer with the mole on his face felt a burst of panic inexplicably, which made him feel ashamed, and he was actually frightened by a second-rank Chaofan.

He gritted his teeth, ignored those bells and whistles, and controlled the great sword of chaos to strike.

The giant sword of chaos pierced through the god of death, but to the surprise of the picket with a mole on his face, the god of death did not dissolve into the purest chaos as expected.

"How is it possible?" He widened his eyes, unable to accept the result.

But he didn't know that the ability of 'Death Immortal' is to turn the host into the form of the Death God. During the transformation, the host holds the power of death, immortal...

The price, that is, the negative ability of the 'Death's Scythe', is also very serious.

When the 'Eternal Death' is activated, the lifespan of the host will be permanently reduced by five years, and this reduction cannot be recovered; and after activation, the host's body will irreversibly transform into an undead creature bit by bit...

And the transformation time is only five seconds!

The black crow didn't have time to delay. Taking advantage of the other party's astonishment, he had already summoned a black mourning stick:
'Fan Wujiu's mourning stick', chase the soul!

boom!
The black mourning stick hit the picket with a mole on his face heavily, and an illusory figure was directly shot out from his body, which was his soul.

The illusory figure showed deep panic on its face, and released the vast soul power to resist the 'Fan Wujiu's mourning stick', trying to return to the body.

How could Black Crow give him a chance?

Bang, bang, bang!

Several sticks hit the picket officer with moles on his face in succession, completely knocking his soul out of his body.

The 'Scythe of Death' stretched out and cut it hard, the soul that was driven out of the body could no longer resist, and was pulled long by the elders in a flash, and was absorbed by the 'Scythe of Death' like a puff of green smoke...

boom!
The picket with a mole on his face rolled his eyes and fell powerlessly. The magic book above his head trembled slightly and disappeared into the turbulent flow of time and space.

The 'Oshkona's Rope' that bound Qiuwen also disappeared in the turbulence of time and space. She regained her mobility and immediately came to the black crow with the wings of the Feathered Serpent.She watched Black Crow leaning on the 'Death Scythe', panting heavily, and immediately injected him with a breath of life.

A sword wound on the black crow's abdomen slowly recovered, but Qiu Wen was not at all happy. She was keenly aware that the life energy of the black crow had been permanently weakened...

"You should not activate that extraordinary ability in the future..."

"Okay." Black Crow smiled with difficulty, and got up immediately after recovering a bit of strength, "Let's go back to the hotel to read this guy's soul."

(End of this chapter)